StoTelAlex

The Boys in the Garage

Chapter 1
The encounter

John got out of his car and immediately noticed the cold. As he exited his car he heard two voices behind the storage shelves where he first had seen the boy.

"Is he gone? Did he see us? Do we have to run again?"

"Sssh, stupid, he's still out there."

John decided he would give the boys a chance. He would perform an act and see how they would react. John rubbed his arms as if he were chilled, looked at the open window and closed it. He turned the lock and put the key in his pocket. Now escape route one was closed. Next John walked behind his car and locked the garage door. Route two was gone, also. Then John took his groceries from the back seat, locked his car and walked through the side door into the kitchen. He closed the door behind him and pretended to leave the kitchen by switching the light off. What John really did was hide behind the door and listen.

It didn't took long before he heard some noises coming from the garage. "Shit, it's locked… shit, this door as well."

"Toby, I'm scared."

"Don't worry, Sven, you'll be fine, I promise. It just means that we can go only one way."

Now the thing that John had been waiting for happened. The latch went down and the door was pushed open. Because the latch stayed down John knew that it was being held. Still behind the door, he quickly grabbed the boy's wrist and pulled the him inside. The second boy who was still free ran screaming back into the garage. The first boy, however, started to struggle to get free.

John locked the garage door and pushed the struggling boy to the ground. The boy was no match for him. With five minutes he had the boy completely stripped. He then grabbed a ball of yarn from one of the kitchen drawers and tied the boy's wrists together. He then took the boy to the dining room and tied him to a chair. When the boy had calmed down a bit John started to interrogate him.

"So, and now you're going to tell me everything."

"Why should I?"

"Because otherwise Sven is going through a very scary time and then Toby can't keep his promise."

Immediately Toby's eyes became big from surprise and anger.

"How do you know our names?"

But then the penny dropped.

"You've been eavesdropping. If you hurt Sven…"

"That depends completely on you. I just want some answers to a few questions."

"Which questions?"

"First, what did you do in my garage?"

"Looking for a place to spend the night."

"Sven talked about running. What are you running from?"

"Everybody."

"And who is everybody?"

"Well… everybody."

"Okay, if that is how you wanna do this then I'll better call the cops right now."

"No, no cops, please."

"So! So young and already on the run for the cops? What is it? Theft, robbery?" John asked.

"No, none of that." Toby said forcefully.

"Then what?"

Toby bowed his head.

"If I were you I'd just answer."

"If they find us they'll send us back to that foster family." Toby said with tears in his eyes.

"And?"

"Their kids beat us up."

"How old are they?"

"Betty is sixteen and Marc is eleven."

"And you two?"

"I'm twelve and Sven is ten."

"Mmmhh. Okay."

Then John noticed that one of Toby's balls was bigger then the other.

"Is that a consequence?"

"From last time."

"When was this?"

"Day before yesterday."

"Talk."

"There is not much to tell. Like always, Marc was pestering Sven again. He kept on kicking his butt and I gave Marc a big kick to his behind. But then he did what he always does. He complained to his sister. And then she came and she kicked me hard right in the balls."

John put his hand on Toby's sac and immediately the boy's face showed the pain. It was still sensitive. John tilted the chair that Toby was tied to. Now Toby lay on his back and was completely helpless and he was getting nervous.

"What are you going to do?"

John didn't answer. He just put a piece of tape on Toby's mouth. Then he went back to the kitchen and unlocked the garage door. He walked back into the kitchen and yelled: "Okay, Sven, come out or I'll beat the crap out of Toby."

"No, don't!" Sven yelled as he came storming into the kitchen.

Sven ran straight into John's arms and he did the same thing as he did to Toby. He pushed the boy on the ground and stripped him. Then he tied the boy's hand and feet together. Sven was now lying on kitchen floor, completely naked and tied up like a calf at a rodeo show.

"All right Sven. Listen carefully. I'm gonna ask a few questions and I want you to tell me the truth. If what you're telling me corresponds with Toby's answers I'll be much nicer, understand?"

Sven couldn't say anything but he nodded his head. Fear was clearly shown in his eyes.

"Okay, what were you doing in my garage?"

"Hiding."

"Why?"

"Because we didn't want to go back."

"Back?"

"Yeah. We're adopted and we fled from our foster siblings."

"Why? What did they do?"

"They hit and beat us."

"And your foster parents? Didn't they do anything about it?"

"They always choose sides for their own kids."

"But couldn't you guys do something back?"

"No, especially I couldn't. Toby sometimes got back on Marc but he always called his sister and then she beat up Toby."

Now tears came to Sven's eyes. John took a good look at the boy. Sven too had several bruises. He took the small boy-tool between his fingers and felt the boy's small balls. Immediately Sven stiffened up.

"What is it? Painful?"

"No. Not now, but please don't squeeze my balls, please."

"Of course not. What do you mean with 'not now'? Have they ever hit you down there?"

"Yeah. Especially Betty liked that spot."

"So. Okay, let's go."

John untied Sven's feet and took him to the dining room. Immediately Sven dove to his brother.

"Are you okay?" Sven asked with fear in his voice. Then he turned to John. "What did you do to him?"

"Not much," John said.

He came closer, helped Toby to his feet and removed the piece of tape.

"He just asked some questions. And with you? He hasn't molested you has he?"

"I just fumbled his parts a bit," John said, "Only for a short period. And only to see if everything was okay."

John untied Toby and Sven and the two boys immediately hugged each other. Fearfully they looked in John's direction. Only then he noticed the goosebumps on both boys.

"Sorry, guys. I just really wanted to know why two nice boys were in my garage and see how you looked underneath your clothes. I didn't know you would get this cold. Come with me."

John took the boys to his library. In the centre of one of the walls between two big bookcases there was a fireplace. John immediately started a fire. Within five minutes there was a nice glow coming from the fire and the boys started to warm themselves near the flames.

"Do you guys want some hot chocolate?"

"Yes, Sir, thank you," Sven said.

John went back to the kitchen and put on a kettle with milk. In the meantime, he gathered the boys' clothes and put them in a bag. When the milk was warm enough he poured it into three large mugs and mixed in the chocolate powder and sugar. Then he carried the mugs on a tray into the library.

As soon as he walked into the room John noticed that Toby was sitting, Buddha style, in front of the fire and Sven lay stretched on the floor with his head in Toby's lap. Carefully John approached the boys from behind. Only when he was very close John noticed what happened. Sven had fallen asleep and was now lying with his face turned towards Toby. Toby was sitting there, with his eyes closed, enjoying what was happening: Sven had started to suck Toby's dick in his sleep.

John put down the tray and sneaked up on Toby. When John put a hand on Toby's shoulder the boy turned his head and looked at John in shock.

"Sssh, stay calm. Don't move too much." John said as he gave the boy a wink and a smile.

John gave Toby his hot chocolate.

"Have you guys done this before?" "No. It just happened. He fell asleep with his head in my lap. Suddenly he turned around and started to suck. Just like he was sucking his thumb. It felt so good I just let him."

"Yeah that can feel very good. But I wonder if it still feels so good if you let him go on."

"What do you mean?"

"Your balls still hurt, don't they? What do you think happens when you come and they retract?"

"Oh shit, I didn't think about that," suddenly sounded from Toby's lap.

Toby was startled. "You were awake?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to please you. You're such a nice big bro."

John laughed and gave Sven his mug.

"I really think both of you are very nice and sweet. I would be happy to please both of you and teach you all kinds of things like that, but I think it's better if Toby had some rest in that area."

"What would you guys say if I let you stay here for a while? I don't get too many guests and I could do with the company. By the way, it's much too cold outside and Christmas holiday has just started. I don't think you guys want to be stuck with those two bullies the entire day."

"You're right. Thank you, Sir," Sven said as he hugged John. "Just John, please."

"Just John," the boys said in chorus.

They both laughed very loud about their reaction. John found it a bit childish but smiled softly. The guys obviously sensed each other very well since they said it in chorus.

"Say in which grades are you?"

"Sven is in 6th grade and I am in the 8th."

'That's nice,' John thought, 'maybe I can help them in that way.'

"Guys, this house is large enough, but I'll let you choose. Do you both want a separate room or do you want to share?"

"I'd rather share," Sven said.

"I thought so. If you guys make yourself at home here then I'll make the bed for you."

"What do you mean?"

"There are enough books to read and also there is a chess table. However, I would appreciate it if you wouldn't put your mugs on it. I don't get those stains out of the wood."

John went upstairs, made the bed in one of the spare rooms and was back in the library within fifteen minutes. The mugs were now empty on the tray and the boys sat naked behind the chess table. They had just started their game. John walked towards them. He let Sven stand up, sat down and took Sven on his lap.

"Can I help?"

"I don't mind if you take over," Sven said, "I always lose anyway. I'll just go and read something." "What do you like?"

"Detectives."

"Then you need that bookcase," John pointed out.

Sven walked up to the case and looked what was in it. The bookcase was filled with complete, classical series. Sherlock Holmes, Hercules Poirot, Miss Marple. Sven took a Sherlock Holmes from the case and lay down on his stomach in front of the fire and started reading. John looked at the boy's nice round buttocks in approval and concentrated back on the chess match.

"Nice to have someone else to play with for a change."

"I hope you're better then Sven."

"Can't be any worse," Sven replied.

"Oh, it can't be that bad," John said.

"Yes it is. I always lose. I just told you."

"That's because you don't think ahead," Toby explained.

"That's just how I am. I'm impul…imp…impressive."

"I think you mean impulsive, that you act before you think. But I must admit, you're impressive as well."

After that they played with high concentration. During the game there wasn't much said. They both wanted to win. After half an hour there were only a few pieces left on the board. Toby looked at his little brother and saw he had dosed off. Toby smiled at John and nodded in Sven's direction. John looked at the small boy.

"Probably a combination of tiredness, hot chocolate and a cosy fire."

"Should we take him to bed?"

"Nah, he's fine over there. Let's finish the match and then we'll all head upstairs, okay?"

"Fine."

They played for another fifteen minutes and the match ended in a draw.

"You played very well."

"You too."

"Rematch tomorrow?"

"You're on."

They put the pieces back in the drawer underneath the table top. Then John lifted Sven up and took him and Toby upstairs. He put Sven into the bed and Toby immediately crawled next to his brother.

"He really is a cutie," John said.

"And he's my cutie," Toby said as he gave Sven a kiss on the cheek.

John gave Toby a kiss on his forehead and left the room. In the doorway he turned around.

"Tomorrow we'll talk some more. Just go to sleep for now."

"Goodnight, John."

"Goodnight, Toby."

But Toby couldn't get to sleep. What did John mean with 'talk some more'? He seemed like a very nice man, but what did they know about him? Maybe he was a psychopath. One with a nice and a sadistic side. Toby was still not convinced John meant it well. He would keep an open mind about John but keep his guard up as well.

Toby turned over and put his arm around Sven. With a smile on his face he finally drifted off.

John closed the door. Instead of going to sleep he went downstairs. He first did the dishes and then put the clothes in the washer. After that he went to the garage. He wanted to be sure there was nothing else. Behind the shelves where he had found the boys John now found two backpacks with two sleeping bags.

He opened the backpacks and inspected the contents. He found some spare clothes and some cookies and sweets. Beside that he also found some personal stuff. A letter and a few pictures. One was whole family portrait. A father, a mother and two boys. He looked at the back. The date stamp was five years old. Sven must have been five and Toby seven. They were two delightful little boys.

On the other picture only the man and woman were shown. John didn't know why but they looked familiar. He would ask the boys tomorrow. He searched the shelves for something. Finally he found what he was looking for: two picture frames in the right size. He placed the pictures in the frames and then put them back in the bags.

John put the bags away in the hall closet and went upstairs. As soon as John's head hit the pillow he was off to dreamland.

Chapter 2
The big 'wet' surprise

"What is it?"

Both boys were standing in the hallway with their hands in their crotches. John could clearly see that both had a morning woody behind their hands.

"We need to take a leak real bad. Where is the bathroom?"

"In here," John said while he opened the door.

Both boys ran in and stood next to each other at the bowl emptying their bladders. John stood in the doorway laughing. He walked towards the boys and looked over their shoulders.

"Wow, you guys really needed to go."

"Yeah."

"I was downstairs busy making breakfast. Just come down when you're ready."

"Eh, John."

"Yeah?"

"Where are our clothes?"

"I put them in the washer yesterday. They're now hanging to dry. By the way, was that all you two had?"

"We had two backpacks," Sven said.

Immediately he was poked by Toby and got a dirty look. John acted as if he left to go downstairs but actually was standing just outside the door.

"Why did you say that?"

"Why?"

"Now he's going to look for them of course and then we've lost our stuff."

"Oh shit, you think so?"

"Yeah."

Smiling John went downstairs and entered the dining room. As the boys came down, Sven sat down at the table where John was already buttering his toast. Toby, however, walked on to the kitchen.

"Just washing my hands."

Almost immediately Toby came back.

"What is it? Couldn't get in to the garage?" John asked sarcastically.

"We want our stuff back."

"They're not there any more, if you're referring to those two backpacks that is. They're safely put away. I've looked inside and I'd like to discuss the contents with you two after breakfast."

The boys looked at each other. Toby now calmly sat down and started breakfast as well.

"We do get them back, right? Promise?"

"Of course," John said, "The bags are safe, just like the contents. Why don't we start talking right now? You guys lived in a foster home?"

"Yes." "What happened to your real parents?"

"Car-crash," Toby said, "They were in the same car."

"And you guys? Where were you?"

"At home with the sitter. Our parents were coming home from the theatre."

Then Toby noticed how hard it was for his little brother.

"Can we change the subject?"

Now John noticed Sven's state of mind as well.

"Fine. What did you guys wanted to do today?"

"I don't know. We first thought we would stay one night at your garage but now…"

"Where did you wanted to go?"

"Don't know. We would have find something."

"I think you've already found something. You're welcome to stay as long as you want."

"Can I read some more?"

"Sure. You can choose anything from my library."

"Wow."

Toby was clad his brother had cheered up, but still wasn't sure about John. John noticed Toby's reserves. When they all had finished eating John stood up and collected the dishes.

"Say Toby, why don't you help me while Sven goes ahead with his reading?" "Okay."

Sven immediately ran to the library.

While Toby helped cleaning the table John started the conversation again.

"Sven still has a hard time with it, doesn't he?"

"Yeah."

John noticed that Toby swallowed. He beckoned the boy closer and hugged him against his body. This was what Toby had missed. He had had to be the big brother for Sven ever since their parents died. But Toby himself was also just a little twelve-year-old boy who needed some warmth and tender love and care. He immediately broke down and cried his heart out.

"That's it," John said, "Just let it all out."

After a few minutes of crying Toby regained himself. He wiped his eyes and looked at John.

"Can we really stay?"

"I don't think you're such bad kids. And I will never sent two sweethearts into the cold December night." "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Then John and Toby went back to do the dishes.

"How long ago did it happen?"

"Six months."

"That really is recent."

"What were your parents names?"

"Michael and Clara Davidson." "Michael Davidson? I think I have lived together with a Michael Davidson."

"Lived together?"

"Yeah, well, we shared a dorm room. I majored in history and he in economics."

"Dad was an economic."

"With a name like that I think we can safely assume that we're talking about the same person. Especially when I think back to the picture I found in your luggage."

"You mean you really knew our parents?"

"Yeah, looks like it. Unfortunately, we lost touch after graduation."

"He always said university was his best time because that's when he met Mom."

"Your mom? Of course! Clara, Clara Bloomberg. She was hot. Every guy on campus was jealous of your dad."

"Wow! I am glad we picked your garage." Toby said with tears welling up in his eyes again.

"So do I. Shall we go to your brother before he gets worried?"

Toby wiped his eyes. When they entered the library Sven raised his head. He immediately saw his brother's red eyes.

"You've been crying. Did he hurt you?"

"No, he just asked about Mom and Dad."

"And that made your big brother a bit emotional. Toby, I need to go, why don't you set up the pieces?"

While Toby walked to the chess table, John left the room. But instead of going to the toilet he grabbed the backpacks and took them to the boys' bedroom. He took the framed pictures and put them on the night stand next to the bed. He then placed the bags at the foot end of the bed and went downstairs. Five minutes later he went back to the library.

"Did you really knew our parents?" Sven asked.

"Yeah. Your dad better then your mom, but I did know both."

"Will you tell us about them?"

"It would be my pleasure."

John walked over to the bookcase with glass doors and took out a photo album. He sat down in his favourite lazy chair and beckoned the boys to come closer. Sven crawled onto John's lap while Toby leaned against the back of the chair.

"Guys, before I begin there was something I was curious about."

"What's that?"

"Don't you guys mind walking around naked?"

"At first we did. We thought you were a pervert who just wanted to molest us. But now we know that if you wanted to you would already have done that. Besides, our parents were nudists and raised us that way. We walked around naked at home most of the time. And with the fireplace it's just cosy." "I have to admit something. I do like young boys."

"So you are a pervert? But you haven't touched us. Well, you did with me. But when you noticed my pain you immediately stopped."

"I'm a boy lover, not a 'pedo'. I will never force myself on to you. Like I said I like young boys and their cute little tools, but I will never do something without their explicit consent."

"So what do you say? You want to but you have self-control?"

"Correct. Otherwise it would be rape and I will never rape any one."

"If you want you can touch me," Toby said.

With that said, John had Toby stand between his legs and let Toby's balls go through his fingers. Immediately Toby took a deep breath.

"Are they still sore?" John asked while he weighed Toby's balls on his outstretched hand.

"No, not really, but they are still a bit sensitive."

"Then I'll let them be for now."

"You can play with me if you want," Sven said.

John took Sven's small dick and took a good look. He let the small bit of boy-flesh go through his thumb and forefinger. He could hear the change in Sven's breathing. After stroking and fondling the small hose for another few minutes John turned his attention to Sven's cute little balls. Sven was now breathing very irregularly. John let the genitals go. By then Sven's member had turned semi-hard.

"Guys, thanks for being so understanding."

"Don't worry. We like you. You're also understanding. Otherwise you wouldn't have been bothered by Toby's pain."

John ruffled Sven hair.

"Shall we start then?"

John opened the album and told the boys all he knew about their parents. After the album was finished both Sven and Toby were in tears. They gave John a big hug. All this wriggling on his lap had made the belt of John's bathrobe come lose. So when John stood up to put the album back his robe fell open. Through the opening of his bathrobe the purple head of his erected dick was sticking out. The boys giggled at the funny sight. John scratched behind his ear.

"Oh, well, if you guys walk around naked…" And he pulled off his bathrobe put it over his chair.

"I told you that I liked young little boys? And if you guys also let me play with your dicks then I really can't help it."

John took his place opposite Toby at the chess table while Sven continued reading. "By the way, I've put your backpacks in your room."

"Thanks."

Eventually this match also ended in a draw.

"Nice to have finally found someone who's a match for me," Toby said.

"What do you guys want to do next?"

"No idea. Any suggestions?"

"What else do you guys like besides reading and playing chess?"

"Swimming," Toby said.

"Nice," John said, "come with me." The boys were surprised but stood up and followed John.

He took the boys to a door under the stairs. Behind it was the stairway to the basement. John led the way without turning on the light. Once they were at the base of the stairs John switched on the lights. The basement covered the entire ground floor of the house. The biggest part of the space however was occupied by a large swimming pool of fifteen by fifty feet [4.5m x 15m]. Besides the swimming pool there were a sauna, a Jacuzzi, a bar and two showers.

"Wow!" was Toby's first reaction.

"You can go swimming as often as you want."

John didn't need to say it twice. The naked Toby immediately dove in to the five feet [1.5m] deep water. He was completely happy. Sven however had more interest in the Jacuzzi. John walked over and turned on the jet-stream. Then both of them climbed into the tub. John was delighted that he could give the boys such a good time after their recent ordeal.

While Toby kept swimming John looked at Sven. Would he dare? Ah, why not? They had practically given him permission. Just to be sure and to prevent Sven from being startled John asked for it again.

"Sven, could I ask you for a favour?"

"After what you did for us and cheered up Toby, anything."

"Well, that's a lot."

"Al right then, almost anything."

"Can I play with your dick?"

"Oh, okay. But didn't we already gave you permission?"

"Yeah, but since then I already had grabbed it once. And I just wanted to know whether you were still okay with it."

"Fine by me but then I want to feel yours as well."

"Deal."

Then John lowered one hand underwater and took hold of the small, wrinkled ball sac and started to massage the tiny balls inside. Sven sighed and had in the meantime taken hold of John's balls. Now it was his turn to moan. He turned towards Sven and, while he was stroking and massaging Sven's little boy-member, John started to French-kiss the boy. Sven wasn't dumb. He carefully copied everything John did. And while John was playing with the little stiff rod he felt Sven's hands forcefully stroking his adult member.

Suddenly John felt that Sven changing. His body stiffened and started to shake. Sven was now moaning louder. Toby, who came over, was scared.

"What's wrong with Sven?" Toby asked, "Sven, Sven, are you all right?"

With a smile on his face going from ear to ear Sven looked at his brother.

"There is nothing wrong with him." John explained to Toby, "He just enjoyed himself, didn't you Sven?"

"Yeah! Wow! I've never felt anything like it. What was it?"

"That, my dear young friend, was what they call an orgasm."

"Wow! Have you ever had one, Toby?"

"I don't think so."

"Do you want me to help you with it?"

"Okay," Toby said while he climbed into the Jacuzzi, "It really didn't hurt?"

"No," Sven replied, "It was the opposite. It was the best thing ever."

Immediately John focused on his new 'victim'. Toby let it all just happen. Very soon John noticed that Toby was nearing his climax. But this time there was a difference with what had happened by Sven. While the youngest of the two brothers had a 'dry' orgasm, Toby shot a few strings of white boy-cum into the water of the Jacuzzi. Sven was the first one to notice.

"What is that?" he asked slightly in panic, "Is that because his balls have had such a beating? Are they dissolving?"

Only by then John noticed what Sven was referring to and he started to laugh. He looked at Toby, but he was still groggy because of the intensity of his orgasm.

"No," John said, "Nothing to worry about. It is actually a sign that Toby has no permanent damage. That white stuff is called semen or sperm."

"Sperm? What is that?"

"That is the male part of the stuff that is needed to make babies."

"Oh," Sven said giggling. But immediately followed in a worried voice, "Why didn't that happen to me?"

"Because you're too young. Your body need to develop some more. You just have to be patient, that's all."

Then Sven hugged his big brother. By now Toby was slowly coming to and looked at his 'fellow-bathers'.

"What's up?" Toby asked.

"Was it nice?" Sven asked.

"Fantastic! I've never experienced anything like it."

"You were different than me," Sven said.

"How?" Toby asked.

"With you stuff came out. According to John it was sperm."

Toby immediately turned red. Although he was ashamed for soiling the water he was also proud that he already could shoot his juices.

"Sorry," Toby apologized a bit timid.

"Why?" John asked.

"Because I soiled the water."

"Don't worry, this Jacuzzi has a good filter."

Toby tried to get up but the strength in his legs had not yet returned.

"You'd better wait a bit longer," John said when he noticed what was wrong.

John stepped out of the Jacuzzi and walked towards the bar. While he filled the glasses with some drinks Toby and Sven sat next to each other and started to whisper. When John returned he placed the tray on the side of the Jacuzzi. He sat down and wanted to turn around to get he drinks but immediately he felt a hand taking hold of his still-hard member. Immediately after that he felt a smaller hand starting to massage his balls. Then John got kissed from both sides.

"Now it's your turn to have some fun," Sven said.

John hugged both boys and then let them do to him what ever they wanted. He felt how his orgasm slowly built up in his loins. It took a while but then John couldn't hold back any more. With a big roar, John cummed. One load after another shot out of his adult cock.

"Wow! Thanks, boys. That was one of the best orgasms I've had in years."

"Really? Did we really did it right?" Sven asked excitedly.

"Really." John said while he hugged both his 'lovers'.

Then John gave the boys their drinks. They enjoyed the swimming pool and the Jacuzzi for the rest of the day. At dinnertime John headed up to warm up some pizza's. The boys loved it. The swimming had made them hungry. By about ten o'clock it was time for the boys to go to bed. Sven was pretty tired but could still make it up to their room on his own. When Toby and Sven entered the room they first noticed the backpacks. But then they noticed the framed pictures. Sven and Toby immediately choked up. They turned around and gave John a big hug.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome," John said while he took hold of the boys and kissed their foreheads.

The boys now went to sleep happy and John closed the door. He quickly did the dishes and then went to bed himself.

Chapter 3
Where are you coming from?

Suddenly John was wakened by an agonizing scream. He looked at the alarm clock. It was two o'clock in the morning. He ran across the hallway to Sven and Toby's room. There he saw a strange scene. Sven had curled up in a corner. Through his tears he kept saying: "Sorry… sorry… sorry" In the meantime Toby was lying on the bed with his hands on his groin cursing.

"You bastard… just wait… I'll beat you to pieces… I hate you… You're no longer my brother!"

John walked to Sven, picked him up and carried him to his room. He put the boy in his bed. Sven kept on crying.

"I didn't do it on purpose. I had a nightmare. I was asleep."

"What happened?"

"I don't know."

"You just stay here. I'll talk to Toby."

John went to Toby and sat down on the bed. "What happened?"

"He kicked me in the balls, the little bastard."

"He didn't do it on purpose."

"I know but that doesn't make it less painful."

"Don't worry, I'll be right back."

John went downstairs and made an ice sack in the kitchen with a towel and some ice-cubes. Then he went back to Toby.

"Here hold this against the sore spot. But don't do it too long or you'll develop frostbite. If you think it's no longer necessary you can put it in this bucket."

John placed the bucket on Toby's side of the bed.

"Just try to get some sleep." John said while he kissed Toby's forehead.

He closed the door behind him and walked to his room. Sven was lying on his stomach crying his heart out. John crawled next to the bunch of misery and took him in his arms.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine."

"No it won't! I lost everything!"

"What do you mean?"

"First my parents and now my brother!"

"You haven't lost your brother."

"Yes, I did. He hates me. You heard him."

"Oh, Sven, that's just the pain and frustration talking. Believe me tomorrow everything will be back to normal."

"I don't believe you."

"Just wait and see. And now it's time to go to sleep. You need it."

John comforted Sven a bit by rocking him while he held the boy. Eventually Sven fell asleep and then John dosed off as well.

Next morning, at seven, John woke up and carefully stepped out of bed. But he wasn't careful enough; Sven woke up too.

"Come on then, we'll shower together." John said.

They showered together and Sven couldn't help it. He had to touch John. The two bath mates now soaped and rinsed each other. During this John and Sven were touching each other's bodies so much that in the process of washing they helped each other with their morning woody's. After towelling each other they walked through the hallway.

"If you go downstairs and set the table I'll go and have a look at how Toby is doing."

With a sad face Sven walked down the stairs. Meanwhile John carefully entered Toby's room. The towel was in a pool of water in the bucket next to the bed. Because Toby was lying on top of the blankets John had a good view of Toby's body without touching the bed. He had a good look. On Toby's thigh, a few inches from his groin was a very bad bruise. The ball closest to the spot was a bit swollen.

'That really was a big hit,' John thought, 'poor kid.'

John picked up the backpack he knew was Sven's and brought it over to one of the other two vacant bedrooms. Then he took the two pictures off the night-stands and went to his office. There he had an all-in-one printer and he made copies of the pictures and framed them. After that he returned the two pictures and hung the copies above Sven's new bed. Then John went down to help Sven.

When John entered the kitchen Sven was already busy putting the bread on a dish.

"Well done," John said, "you're a big help. How do you want your eggs? Hard or soft?"

"Hard."

"And Toby? Scrambled?" John asked sarcastically.

"That's not funny!" Sven yelled almost in tears.

"Sorry, you're right. That was a bit insensitive of me. I'm sorry."

"I've put your stuff in another room by the way."

"What? You see you don't want me either!" Sven said close to crying.

"No Sven, I do want you around. But now that you have a room of your own doesn't mean you can't visit mine. My door will always be open to you. And to Toby."

"Thanks."

John and Sven went on setting the table and just as they'd finished and John wanted to call Toby, he entered the dining room. Sven immediately saw the shape Toby was in and started to sniffle. He quietly sat down and grabbed a slice of bread. Toby looked on in surprise.

"What's with him?"

"Why do you ask me? Why not himself?"

"What's wrong?"

"I'm so sorry," Sven cried, "I'll do anything if you'll just be my brother again."

"But I am your brother. What are you talking about?"

"But… but… tonight you said that we weren't brothers any more and you hated me."

"But I didn't mean that! I was just in a lot of pain." "I can imagine if I look at your crotch," John said, "Ever thought about joining a football team, Sven?"

The boys looked surprised at John. Then they looked at each other and all three of them started laughing. Sven jumped off his chair and ran to his brother to give him a big hug.

"You're all I've got left. I wouldn't want to miss you for the world," Toby said.

"I don't wanna miss you," Sven replied.

"Good, then that's cleared up. Say, Toby, wanna finish our game from yesterday after breakfast?"

"Sure."

"Uhm, I had a question, though," Toby said, "when I woke up Sven's backpack was gone. Did I miss something?"

"I've prepared an other bedroom for Sven. That way you both have your own room."

"But I just said I didn't mean what I said," Toby replied.

"That's not why I did it. This way you both have a place where you can retreat and have some privacy."

"Oh, but can't Sven sleep with me any more?"

"That's up to you and Sven. If you both want to, why not? Like I already explained to Sven: that he has a room of his own doesn't mean that yours or mine are of limits to him."

"You still want me to sleep with you? After everything?" Sven asked shyly.

"I have no problem with that. I don't think it's going to happen again."

After that statement Sven hugged his brother again. He was finally convinced Toby had forgiven him.

After breakfast John washed the dishes while the boys dried them. When everything was cleaned up they all went to the library. Sven picked a new book to read and Toby and John went on with their game.

"Hey John, can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"We practically know nothing of you. Are you married? Do you have kids? What do you do for a living?"

"Ho ho calm down. One question at a time. I've always stayed single and I don't have kids. I work as a principal at an elementary school. And I sometimes earn some extra with genealogy."

"Geneawhat?" Sven asked confused.

"He likes to play a woman's doctor," Toby said.

"No, no, that's gynaecology. What I do is genealogy. Ancestor-research."

"What is that?" Sven asked genuinely interested.

"That means that I do research on what people's family trees look like. In other words who their ancestors were."

"Wow. Can you do that for us too?"

"With pleasure. But I can also teach you. Then you can research it yourselves."

This attracted the attention of both Toby and Sven.

"We'll finish this game and then I'll help you two get started."

Ten minutes later John had beaten Toby.

"Your concentration fated. Were you so anxious to search for your ancestors?"

"Yeah."

John stood up and took the boys to his office. He started the computer and opened a program called 'Ancestor'. It was an English translation that John had made from 'Aldfear', a Dutch genealogy-program.

"Okay, let's start by entering your data."

John made a new family-file and entered Sven's personal info. Then he added Toby's data as a new person. When their data had been entered it was the turn for their parents' data. John coupled the persons in the correct way and then showed the boys a graphical representation of their ancestral tree with two generations.

"What do you guys know about your grandparents?"

"Nothing much. Just their names."

"Any idea when and where they got married?"

"I think it was in 1941," Toby said, "in Warwick."

"Okay, let's look there."

John opened the internet connection and went to the archive homepage. He entered the data and hit the search button. Immediately a list of corresponding data appeared. In the list there was a marriage that complied with the requirements. John copied the data to a word-file and then wrote the data down.

"Okay. This is not entirely sure. What would you say if we go to the archives this week to check things out?"

"Wow, sounds interesting."

"Okay, we'll check it out tomorrow."

The rest of the day everybody did what he wanted. John did some chores around the house, Sven read a new book and Toby kept on swimming. When it was bedtime John called him upstairs. John took another look at Toby's crotch. He felt Toby's balls and bruise.

"How is it now?"

"They don't hurt that much any more. They're still sensitive but I think that would be gone by the day after tomorrow." "Good."

That night Toby slept alone. Sven crawled into bed with John and clamped himself to him. John couldn't resist. He put his hand on Sven's ass-cheeks and slowly massaged the round melons. This made Sven moan softly and John felt how the small picklet started to harden. After a few minutes Sven started to ride up to John. It didn't took long before John felt how Sven stiffened up and gave a loud groan. John was glad he had let the boy reach his climax.

But then something happened that John hadn't expected. He felt how a small boy hand took hold of his stiff manhood. Sven had started to jerk him off. John was doubtful. Should he let Sven go ahead and soil his sheets or should he stop Sven? John decided for the first option and had a wonderful orgasm. Sven looked up at John with a big smile. John looked down on that beautiful innocent boy face. After a big hug and a big kiss they decided it was time to go to sleep. It didn't take long before both were in dreamland.

Chapter 4
An unexpected luck

Carefully John took a look under the sheets and noticed that these were also stained. Apparently Toby had also had a busy night. Besides that, Toby had a similar situation between his legs as his brother. John carefully tried to take off Toby's sheets but apparently not careful enough. Toby woke up and looked at John in surprise.

"Did you have fun last night?" John asked.

"Fun? What do you mean?"

Then John showed Toby the sheets and, immediately, Toby started blushing.

"Sorry. I don't know how it happened. Yesterday it was clean."

"You didn't play with yourself last night?"

"No."

"Then you had a wet dream. Did you wake up?"

"No."

"Then your balls are probably better and they're not hurting any more."

Toby felt his balls. "No. you're right."

"Very good. I'll go put this in the laundry. Why don't you go and get dressed?'

"Get dressed? Why? Aren't we allowed to walk around naked any more?"

"Here you can, but I don't think they'll like it if you do that at the archives."

"Why not?" Toby said sarcastically, "Don't they think we're pretty?"

"Just go and take a shower, gorgeous."

Laughing Toby ran to the bathroom while his dick pointed the way. John meanwhile went downstairs to the washer. After putting the laundry in the machine he started to set the table. Halfway done Toby entered the dining room.

"Why don't you finish this? Then I can get dressed and check on Sven."

"Okay," Toby answered and as he passed, he stroked John's member.

John went upstairs and entered the bedroom just as Sven woke up.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty." John said, "sleep well?"

"Yeah, but I really have to take a leak."

John signed Sven to follow. In the bathroom Sven wanted to walk to the toilet but John took him to the shower. He turned on the water and started to soap Sven.

"I really need to go," Sven said.

"Me too," John said and he opened the drain.

"Can I do that?"

"Sure, it's the same drainage."

Immediately, Sven let out his pee. Sven thought John wanted to soap him afterwards but, instead, John took him in his arms and gave him a big hug. Then John knelt in front of Sven and took the now flaccid boyhood in his mouth and gave Sven a wonderful blow-job. But now that they were in the shower John wanted to try something else.

Carefully, John pushed his finger against Sven's sphincter. After a few encouraging moans, he pushed his finger inside. Once inside, he started to massage Sven's young prostate. Sven reacted more and more. And while John pleasured Sven's inside he kept on sucking on the little boy's member. After a while he felt Sven stiffen up. The boy's orgasm was getting close. John kept going and Sven climaxed as never before. Next to the intenseness of the orgasm there was another difference. John now clearly tasted something sticky in his mouth. For the first time Sven had had an orgasm with precum. John sucked everything till the last drop and then stood up, something that Sven couldn't do.

Now it was time to soap Sven up and rinse him off. After he had washed himself. John carried Sven to the bedroom and helped him to dry off and get dressed. When John was dressed as well, they went downstairs. Toby had finished the table. They ate breakfast and when, everyone was done, John stood up.

"Say, would you guys mind cleaning up? I have some phone calls to make."

"No problem," Sven replied.

While he and his brother cleared the table John went to his office. He sat down behind his desk and called his lawyer.

"Hey, Mark, it's me. Sorry to call you so early but I would like for you to find something out for me."

"It's almost Christmas!"

"I know. But it's the twenty-second so you've got some time. By the way, it could be stretched over to next year."

"What could be stretched?"

"Do you remember Michael and Clara?"

"You mean from college? Of course I remember them."

"I've got their kids here and I wanted to know what my chances were on adopting them."

"Okay, normally I would say call me next year, but in this case I'll make an exception. I'll look in to it right away."

"Thanks, I appreciate it."

John gave Mark the data he had about Toby and Sven and their parents.

"I'll call you as soon as I know something."

"Hear you later."

John had just put the phone down when the boys entered.

"Okay, boys, ready to go?"

"Yeah!"

John took his laptop and walked the boys to the car. Within half an hour they were at the archives. John explained to the boys how everything worked. How to find the information needed and how to enter it in 'Aldfear'

At twelve-thirty they went out to have some lunch. After that they stayed at the archives until closing time at four. Then they went straight home.

Once they got home the boys immediately went upstairs. John didn't understand why but five minutes later the boys came back down, naked.

"You hate clothes that much?"

"If we can walk around naked we'd rather do that."

"You're absolutely right." John said and he, too, took off his clothes.

Then John took out his laptop and placed it on the dining table. He started to work out the data. They now had five generations of 'Davidsons'. The boys were intrigued by the data.

Suddenly the phone rang. While the boys kept looking through the data John went to his office and answered the phone.

"Peterson."

"Hey John, Mark here. Finally! I've tried to get hold of you all day."

"Why? What did you find out?"

"You're sitting down?"

"Yes."

"Good! Listen! Mike and Clara had a will. According to that will you're their legal guardian. The solicitor wasn't able to track you down and had the children put under foster care for the time being."

"What?"

"You've always been their guardian. There's nothing in the way for you to adopt them. Better yet: if you come by tomorrow they'll have a new home before Christmas."

John was blown away.

"Hello… hello… John, are you still there?"

"Huh? Ehm, yeah, yeah, I'm still here."

"Tomorrow two o'clock okay?"

"Fantastic!"

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

"Yeah, see you tomorrow."

John was still overwhelmed when the boys came into his office.

"John, what's wrong? Was it bad news?"

"Huh? No not at all. Guys tomorrow we're going to see an old friend of your parents and me."

"Wow. Can he tell us more about them?"

"I don't know. I don't think he knows more than me but you'll never know."

Then John stood up and took the kids to the kitchen. He took a box with three Marguerite-pizza's from the freezer and let the boy decorate their own pizza. After a wonderful meal he took the boys to watch some TV. By bedtime Toby and Sven decided to crawl into bed with John.

The next day the boys were nervous for their visit to their parents' friend. They still had to wait until 1 pm before John took them there. Once there, they were led by Mark's secretary to his office. Inside the boys got the shock of a lifetime. There was Mrs Blackstone. The woman who had put them in their foster home. The boys immediately ran out of the office.

"No, we don't want to go back," they yelled.

Mark ran after them and shouted to two security guards who happened to be smoking right out the door to stop the boys and not let them escape. With both boys under their arms, the guards came to the office and put them in a chair. Still crying, both boys looked at each other for comfort. John didn't seem to notice.

"Where do I sign?"

"Here, here and here. And this one is for Sven. Here, here and here."

John signed the papers and returned them to Mark.

"Okay. All I can do now is to congratulate you with your new sons."

Now the boys looked up in surprise.

"Sons?"

"I've now officially adopted you guys."

The boys ran to John and hugged him.

"Can we leave now?" Sven asked timidly.

"No. Now you two can tell Mrs Blackstone why you guys didn't want to go back."

Slowly and bit by bit Toby and Sven told story. Mrs. Blackstone became more and more emotional.

"And if you complained to your foster parents?"

"They'd choose their own kids."

"I'm really sorry to hear this, boys. Unfortunately I can't undo the past, but I can make sure they won't get another foster child. I'll personally see to it that they are put on the blacklist. Luckily for you guys you have a new father now."

"Yeah," Sven said while he hugged John, "Luckily we do."

Mrs Blackstone said goodbye and left.

"Say Mark, do you have a lot of work to do?"

"No, you guys were my last for Christmas."

"Why don't you join us to celebrate."

"I'd love to."

During dinner the boys asked Mark everything he knew about their dad. Unfortunately it wasn't much more than John had already told them. Disappointed about the lack of new information but happy about their new father the boys now went to their officially new home.

Chapter 5
Good Christmas, Bad Christmas

Chapter 5.1
Toby and Sven's extra education

"Okay guys, I've been too busy with my work and everything around you two that I had no time to put up my Christmas tree. Would you like to help?"

"We'd love to," the boys yelled.

John unpacked the artificial tree and put it together. After that he picked up the boxes with the decorations. First thing that went up were the lights. After that Sven was given the honour to put the star on top. To let him reach it John picked him up. Once the star was in place he lowered Sven. While he did this his hand slid over Sven's crotch. Sven giggled when he felt the hand pet his genitals. After that the boys continued decorating the tree.

"While you continue I'll make us some snacks and drinks," John said and left to the kitchen.

"Why did you giggle just now?" Toby asked although he already knew the answer.

"John stroked my cock and it felt good," Sven said.

"You know what, I've got a plan," Toby said.

Toby then told Sven what he had planned and Sven was enthusiastic. Sven immediately started to undress.

"I meant tomorrow," Toby said.

"I know, but we can walk around naked now as well, can't we?"

"You're right," Toby said and followed his little brother's example.

When John came back a few minutes later he saw his new sons naked decorating the tree. He put the tray with the hot chocolate and cookies on the side table and, after getting undressed himself, he sat down in his comfy chair. From there he had full view on the naked boy-bodies. On their wiggly little dinkies and nice round butts.

After fifteen minutes the tree was decorated and the boys walked over to get their chocolate.

"Well? Like it?" Sven asked.

"Couldn't have done it better myself," John replied.

"And what are we going to do now?" Toby asked.

"How about watching a DVD?"

"Okay, but I didn't knew you had one."

John walked over to a case in the middle of a wall. It was the only one with solid doors. he opened them and, to the amazement of the boys, there was a flat screen TV with VCR and DVD-player. John put a disc in the player and walked back to his chair. Toby had sat down in the other chair and Sven now crawled onto John's lap. He loved the warmth that was radiating from Sven's body.

Then it came apparent to the boys what John had put on. A Muppet Christmas Carol. Toby thought he was too old for this type of film, but then he saw how much his little brother enjoyed the movie and the longer they watched the more his big-boy barrier gave in. By the time the movie was over Sven lay yawning on John's lap. John put down his mug and signalled to Toby to help him take Sven to bed.

By the time Sven was in bed John asked Toby if he would help him clean up downstairs. Toby had no problem with that. After they had took the dishes to the kitchen and did the washing up John decided to have another talk with Toby.

"What did you think of the movie?"

"Ah, it was okay."

"Not too childish?"

"Mah. At first I thought so but eventually it was okay."

"Good." John said and then he gave Toby an intimate French kiss.

"Wow, what was that?"

"Never kissed that way?"

"No."

"Did you like it?"

"I loved it."

This gave John the push to kiss Toby again.

"Good night, hot stuff."

"Good night."

Then they went to their own beds and immediately fell asleep.

The next morning Toby was wakened by the alarm on his watch. He had set it the previous evening at five to seven. He knew John's alarm went off at seven and this way he had time to wake up Sven. They could now complete their plan. After some time they heard some noise in the hallway. This was their signal.

"John!" the boys yelled in one voice.

Immediately John came bursting into the room.

"What's wrong guys?" John asked, shocked.

Immediately the boys threw their blankets aside.

"Merry Christmas!" the boys yelled.

What John saw was something he had never expected. The boys were completely naked, both with a morning woody and both had tied a big red bow on their hard boy-members.

"You said you liked to play with our dickies. How do you like your Christmas presents?" Toby asked.

"Oh boys, you guys are great," John said as he felt tears welling up in his eyes, "But I don't have anything for you." "Yes you have," Toby said, "and you gave it to us as soon as you put your signature down: a home!"

John gave the boys a big hug and started to cry. After calming down a bit he took the bows from the little love sticks and started to stroke them. After that he went down between Toby's legs and started to lick Toby's member. When it was fully hard he took the little boy-rod completely into his mouth.

"Are you going to enter his back-door too?" Sven asked.

Toby looked at Sven in shock. Then from Sven back to John. Before Toby knew what was happening John had already wet a finger and pushed it against Toby's sphincter. After a bit of extra pressure John's finger went in and he could search the boy's bowels. Within seconds he had found the spot he was looking for and started to massage Toby's prostate. Toby had never felt anything like it before. He became hornier then ever before. John felt how the piece of meat in his mouth got even harder.

Not long after that Toby started to moan loudly. John noticed that Toby's balls were contracting and almost immediately John could taste the deliciousness of Toby's boy-seed in his mouth.

Toby lay exhausted on the bed. He had never had such an intense orgasm. He couldn't remember ever shooting such a big load as just now. Slowly he came to. Then he remembered what Sven had said about his back entrance.

"He has done this do you too?" Toby asked surprised.

"Yes," Sven said.

"When?"

"The morning that we went to the archives. Then he did it to me while we were in the shower."

"Did you guys do other things without telling me?"

"I jerked him off once."

"When?"

"The morning after I had kicked you."

Toby felt a light jealousness coming on. Sven had done more with John then he had. John noticed and decided to whip it in the butt.

"I'm sorry, Toby. If you want to do something you just tell me, okay? I don't want you to feel left behind."

"Oh, it's not that important," Toby said acting nonchalant, "It's not like jerking off is something new. You feeling around in my butt on the other hand. Could you teach us more cool new stuff like that?"

"Sure. There are lots of ways to please each other."

"Thanks Dad," Toby said without thinking.

This didn't stay unnoticed by John. He got tears in his eyes. Sven just sat there with his mouth open staring at his brother.

"What is up?" Toby asked surprised when he noticed John's tears.

"You called him 'Dad'," Sven said.

Only then Toby noticed. He started smiling.

"You've given us so much love it just felt right."

"Oh Toby," John said while he gave the boy a big hug.

"Uhm, John, could you teach me how to do that?"

"Do what?"

"What you did do me. Then I can do it to Sven now and then."

"You know what, I'll teach you with Sven as 'victim'. Then you'll know exactly what to do and since Sven has had it before, he can give you directions as well."

"Okay."

The boys took their place and then Toby started following John's directions. First he took the small one-eyed snake of his brother in his mouth, letting it rub against his palate. Meanwhile he took the tiny balls between his fingertips to massage and pamper them as well. While Toby continued to orally indulge his little brother John lubed up Toby's forefinger. Then he did the same with Sven's sphincter. When that had happened Toby received instructions on what was the best way to touch Sven's inside. With John and Sven's directions it didn't take long before Toby had found Sven's prostate and started to rub it.

Sven's reaction became more and more intense. Finally he couldn't hold it any longer and all his muscles tensed up. At this moment he gave a loud growl and his precum shot into Toby's mouth. Surprised Toby looked at John and showed what he had in his mouth.

"Can Sven cum too?"

"Yes and no. You've just felt something shoot out his willy, didn't you?"

"Yeah."

"Only this wasn't semen but precum. It'll take some time before he starts producing sperm."

"Oh, okay."

"Eh, John we have had a great orgasm but you haven't."

"Doesn't matter, I'm glad you guys have a good time."

"But we want you to have a good time as well."

Immediately Toby and Sven dragged John over to the bathroom. There, they pushed him under the shower and, while they turned on the water they sat down in front of John. While Sven started to lick John's sac Toby took the big man penis in his mouth. John went crazy with lust. While his balls were wonderfully indulged by the small boy's tongue, he felt how his hard rod was enclosed by the wet and warm mouth of Toby. It didn't take long before John shot his seed in Toby's mouth.

Toby tried to swallow everything but it was too much for him. Two white streams formed in the corners of his mouth. When Sven noticed this and John's legs collapsed, Sven started to lick John's seed from Toby's lips. This was a sign for Toby to take it a step further. Before Sven knew what was happening his brother had pushed his lips on his and was kissing him firmly. Slowly Toby turned it into a French kiss. Sven was extremely thrilled about all these new experiences.

The rest of the day he kept talking about it with Toby and John. Even when he and Toby were in bed he still couldn't go to sleep. He was simply too excited.

The next day, boxing day, the boys were wakened by John. He had prepared them breakfast in bed. A very nice extended breakfast with eggs and croissants. When they had finished John wanted to take the tray downstairs.

"Can't you stay for a while?" Sven asked.

"Yeah, we'd like to learn some more, if you know what I mean." Toby added.

"Okay," John said cautiously, "There is something I'd like to try, but only if you guys are willing."

"Anything."

"Just wait until you've heard me out."

After John had revealed his plans the boys had gotten only more enthusiastic.

"Okay but then Sven has to go on the bottom."

"Why? Why can't I be the third man?"

"Because you're not big enough yet. Toby is, because he is older."

Unwillingly Sven excepted his fate.

"I promise you that you will enjoy it as much as us. And when you grow up and become big enough then you'll get enough opportunities."

Still sulking. Sven laid down in the opposite direction. Then John crawled on top of Sven. Immediately he started to play with Sven's small dickie and placed it in his mouth. At the same time Sven took hold of the adult piece of meat hanging above his face and started jerking on it.

In the meantime Toby had made the preparations like John had instructed him to do. He had brought his own boyhood to a state of arousal and put a condom over it. He was nervous. This would be the first time he would do something that was considered 'real' fucking. He took some KY gel and put it on John's butt-hole. Carefully Toby placed his dick-head against John's back entrance and slowly pushed his rod inside. When he was in up to his ball sac he started to retreat. It took a while, but finally Toby had found his rhythm. John was in seventh heaven. While he had a very tasty boy-tool in his mouth his own rod was surrounded by a pair of small boy hands and a very skilled tongue. Besides that, his insides were filled with the hard rod of his oldest adopted son. The thought itself made him horny as hell.

Sven too became hornier. While he did his best of giving John a blow-job he had an excellent view on the in and out movement of his brother's dick. But the thing that excited him the most was the sight of the bouncing sac. With every thrust Toby's balls hit John's bottom.

Then it became too much for Sven. He couldn't hold it and he came forcefully. This meant he also tensioned his lips and that threw John over the edge. He came and shot load after load in to Sven's young mouth. It took all of Sven's skills not to choke on the amount deposited in his mouth. He swallowed as fast as he could. Something else that happened was that John now tensioned his sphincter. This triggered Toby and while he heard Toby scream John felt how the end of the condom was warmed up by the collected boy juices.

After Toby had retreated from John's inside John helped him by taking the condom off. Then John did something the boys didn't expect. He put the rubber to his mouth and sucked every little drop of boy cum from the condom. In the meanwhile Sven had taken the job of cleaning Toby's dick with his tongue.

After they had all cummed wonderfully they lay there for a while catching their breath.

"Wow! That was fantastic!" Sven exclaimed.

"You can say that again," Toby added, "If you ever want to try something like that again, count me in."

"Calm down," John said, "We've got another one and a half weeks. But I must admit this exceeded my wildest dreams. Thanks guys. You really made my fantasy even more fantastic."

"For you always," Toby said.

After everyone had recuperated they decided to shower together. Then they did the dishes and the rest of the day was filled with ancestor-research, chess, reading and swimming. At the end of the day they were all exhausted.

Chapter 5.2
The Johnson's see the light

Dear Mr and Mrs Johnson,

To my regrets we've gotten some information that there has been a situation in your family that made it necessary for us to no longer apply for your services as foster family. We will strike your data from our database. Unfortunately I also have to inform you that you are placed on our black list.

If you have any questions feel free to call my cell-phone.

With my regards, Mrs A. Blackstone

"Thank you for the information. I'll discuss this with my husband and my kids will hear about this, I can assure you of that."

Mrs Johnson took her husband aside in to the kitchen and informed him what had happened. He was furious and commanded his kids to come to the kitchen. He ranted to his kids.

"Is this true, Elizabeth? Did you do this to that boy?"

"He was beating up Matthew!"

"And you never wondered why? No, you just deprive the boy from ever becoming a father."

Now Matthew became pale. He didn't mean for that to happen. Would it really have been that bad?

"To bed both of you. No supper for you today."

The two kids went to their rooms. Betty kept on grumbling but Matthew was unusually quiet. After the kids had gone upstairs Mrs Johnson informed her husband about the new situation of the boys.

"That's nice. Then this rotten situation wasn't completely useless."

That evening Betty sneaked over to her brother's bedroom. She sneaked over to the bed and bent over. At the same time Betty placed one hand over Matthew's mouth and the other on his crotch. Before he knew what happened Matthew's balls were squeezed like never before. The tears came to his eyes.

"Right, cry on, brother," Betty sneered at him, "Thanks to you our parents are angry with us."

Then Betty disappeared to her own room and went to sleep. Matthew wanted to go to sleep as well but the pain in his family jewels kept him awake for a couple of hours.

The next morning Matthew didn't dare face his sister. He tried to avoid her as much as possible. He succeeded pretty well. Only during diner they were in the same room. That evening Matthew went to bed early. He was still scared but also very tired so he was asleep in fifteen minutes. Half an hour later Betty sneaked in to the room. Again she put a hand on his mouth. But instead of squeezing his balls she now punched them with her fist with full strength. Matthew crunched together in pain.

"Consider yourself a replacement for that brat Toby."

Again Betty left, leaving a crying Matthew behind.

When the children woke up the next morning Matthew was very alert to his sister. He would give her as little reason for an assault as possible. Maybe that would help. Unfortunately Matthew was wrong. This night, too, she came to his room. Again she muffled his mouth and now she went back to squeezing. With a sadistic smile on her face Betty turned round and wanted to leave the room when she thought she heard her brother whisper between the sobs.

"Sorry, Toby, I didn't know. Sorry."

Betty shook her head. She probably heard it wrong. She went to her room and went to sleep.

The next morning Matthew was up early and left to hide from his sister. He had gone to the woods to think things over. Was he really that irritating and badgering? He thought about everything that had happened during the time the Davidson brothers stayed at their place. Okay, Toby had beaten him up. But always after he had bullied Sven. And why did he do that? Now that he thought about it, there wasn't one time that it happened with a good reason. Every time it happened it was because he wanted something. Whether it was playing the computer game Sven was playing or that he wanted Sven to do something like bringing him a drink. The more he thought about, it the more he saw what a punk he was.

Suddenly Matthew had arrived at a bench and sat down to order his thoughts. Slowly tears started to form in his eyes. Then he figured that if he was a bully to Sven he could easily be one to others. He did some deep thinking and came up with a group of seven to eight boys from his class he had pestered on a regular base. The more he thought about it, the more he got ashamed about himself. At that moment Matthew made a decision. His good intentions for next year would to be nicer to people. He would start by writing apology-letters to everyone he had hurt.

Now that Matthew knew what to do he went home, went to his room and started to write. He placed the letters in envelopes and put them in his school-bag. He would give them on the first day after the holidays. Then he started on his most important letter. The one for Toby and Sven.

This was the hardest letter for him. Finally this one was finished as well and he put it in an envelop. Tomorrow he would go to Mrs Blackstone's office. She would know how to get the letter to its destination.

Now that he was calmed down Matthew went to sleep. He was already in dreamland when he was rudely awakened by a stinging pain. Betty had returned to his room and had stumped his crotch again. With is hand in front of his balls Matthew started his mantra again.

"Sorry Toby, I didn't know, sorry."

Betty turned and looked at her brother. She sat down on his bed. Immediately Matthew turned his back to her.

"Why are you apologizing to Toby?"

"I didn't want to derive him of kids. But I did."

"Oh, dad is just exaggerating. I didn't castrate him."

"Oh yeah? Well if he was in the same shape as I am now it was very close. I'd rather be hit a hundred times by him than once by you."

"Why is that?"

"At least he kept above the girdle. He didn't fight dirty like you, bitch."

"Ah, stop whining. It was just one punch."

"What?"

Now Matthew was furious. He took hold of a piece of skin on top of Betty's hand and twisted it.

"Ouch! Are you crazy? What's that for?"

"Yeah? Did it hurt? Well those punches you gave me and Toby in our balls hurt ten times as much. You're the one who's crazy."

"Ten times? And I should believe that?"

"Yeah!"

Then it became too much for Matthew. Suddenly he had more power then any one would have given him and he literally kicked his sister out of his room.

The rest of the night was calm for Matthew. For Betty it was a different story. She had a lot to think about. Was it really that bad what she had done? Of course, everybody knows that if you hit a boy in his nuts he's disabled. But was it as bad as Matthew claimed? The pain in her hand! Matthew could feel the same pain as well. He could twist his skin in the same way. Would it really be ten times as bad? But ten times as much, how much pain was that? Suddenly she knew. Both she and Matthew had broken their legs once. She would ask him to use that as a reference. Then she would have a better picture. Put at ease, Betty soon fell asleep.

The next morning Betty wanted to ask her brother about the new simile but Matthew had already left. He had wakened early. He was persistent to deliver the letter as early as possible. He had arrived at the office at eight, but it didn't open until eight thirty. Matthew decided to wait. Strictly at eight thirty the door opened and Matthew went inside. Immediately he walked over to the desk.

"Madam, could you tell me when you expect Mrs Blackstone?"

"Difficult to say. This is not a job that you sit behind your desk from nine to five."

"I know but she will be in today?"

"I think so."

"Good. I'll wait."

Matthew sat down on a chair in the public waiting area and waited for Mrs Blackstone. She didn't arrive until ten that morning. After she had picked her files for today from the reception, the woman pointed in Matthew's direction. She recognized him immediately.

"Matthew, what are you doing here?"

"Please madam, can I speak to you?"

Mrs Blackstone took a good look at Matthew. She didn't feel much sympathy for the boy after she had heard what happened to Toby and Sven. But there was something. The look in his eyes. Mrs Blackstone never could stay mad long with children.

"Mmh. Walk this way."

Mrs Blackstone lead Matthew to her desk and let him sit down.

"I'm very busy so keep it short." Mrs Blackstone sneered.

Matthew felt the icy undertone but he had deserved it, he reckoned.

"Madam, after my mother called you my sister and I got a big lecture from our parents. And we got punished. Ever since then my sister uses me to address her anger instead of Toby. I'm not complaining, mind you. I've deserved it. But it made me think about my behaviour. I want to change. No, I will change! Toby and Sven were not the only ones that I bullied. That's why, as my first step, I've written some apology letters. My class-mates get them after the holidays. But I don't know where Toby and Sven live."

"And now you expect me to give you their address?" Mrs Blackstone interrupted.

"No, no, not that. I doubt they would see me anyway. No, I had hoped that you would make sure they get it. I'm really sorry, Madam, really I am! And I'll do everything to change!"

Now Matthew broke. He couldn't hold it any more, the tears were streaming down his cheeks. Mrs Blackstone took hold of Matthew's chin and pulled his head up. She looked him strait in the eyes and behind his tears she saw a small boy who had put on his hair-shirt. In his eyes no penance could be severe enough.

"But Matthew," Mrs Blackstone said.

Now Matthew pulled free, threw the letter on her desk and in tears ran out of the office. Mrs Blackstone ran after him. She was lucky that Matthew was too emotional and wasn't able to put the key in the lock of his bike. She put an arm around Matthew and immediately he turned around and pulled himself against her. Mrs Blackstone took the little pile of misery back into the office and put him down on a chair. She brought him a glass of water and took an other good look.

"Listen Matthew, I'll make sure the letter gets to Toby and Sven. But I want to make a deal with you."

"What? I'll do anything to make things better."

"Better?"

"Yeah," Matthew said with his head down, "He's never going to be well again."

"Now you're overreacting."

"Do you know what happened when Toby and Sven lived with us?"

"Only what Toby and Sven told me."

"Then you know it will never be okay again? I had two brothers and, instead of having a good time with them, I scared them away. I'll never have a brother any more. I don't deserve them. Just a sister that beats the crap out of me. But I deserved that. But what do you want me to do? I'll do anything."

"First of all, no one deserves to be beaten. Second I want you to write down everything you do and that happens to you. And then you come here to discuss it once a week."

"Okay. I will. But why do you want me to do so?"

"To help you. As an extra stimulus to make sure you do change."

"You're willing to help me with that?"

"You're the only one who can do the changing. But I want to help you where I can."

"Thank you."

Matthew jumped up and hugged Mrs Blackstone. Relieved, he left the office and went home. Mrs Blackstone was completely confused. This was no longer the boy who sent his sister to do his dirty work.

Once he got home Matthew started writing down everything he had done in the past. All the bullying and who were the victims. From that day he wrote everything down in his diary. That evening when Matthew was in bed, Betty entered his room. Matthew was surprised and put his hands before his crotch. Betty sat down on the edge of his bed.

"Don't worry, bro, I won't pinch you tonight."

"No, you're going to hit me."

"No, I want to talk."

"About what?"

"What you said about the pain I caused."

"What about it?"

"You said that it would hurt ten times as much but I have a hard time imagining that. Do you remember the time you broke your leg?"

"Yeah, of course." "What if you compare it to that?"

Matthew thought a few seconds and then said "Twice."

"That much?"

"Yes."

Surprised by the answer Betty stood up and walked to her own room. Once in bed she lay down and thought about everything. Was it that bad? Had she really hurt Toby and her brother that much? If that was true, then maybe her father was right. Did she castrate Toby? She hoped not. She would probably never find out. Betty shrugged her shoulders and rolled over. From now on she would never hurt a boy in that way any more she promised herself. She turned her light off and went to sleep.

Chapter 6
Better times

"Strange, I'm not expecting company, you?"

"No," the boys replied.

Upstairs John walked to the door. When he opened it, there was Mrs Blackstone.

"Sorry that I come here unannounced. Your solicitor was kind enough to give me your address. Something has occurred that I'd like to talk about with you and the boys."

"Come on in," John said.

He guided her to his office and sat down behind his desk.

"Tell me, Mrs…"

"Blackstone. Where are the boys?"

"They're swimming."

"Ok, so they're not home? Too bad, I really hoped to speak to them in person."

"Who said they weren't home?"

"But you just said they were swimming…"

"Yeah, so? Come this way please."

John stood up and led Mrs Blackstone to the hallway.

"Uh, before I take you over there, do you have anything against nude boys?"

"Nude? Why?"

"Their biological parents were nudists and I myself sympathize with that. Besides, the swimming pool is in the basement. Nobody can see anything."

"Oh, you mean they're in the basement right now… in the nude…"

"Yeah. Do you mind? I could go and ask them to put something on."

"Oh, they don't have to act special on my account. If they feel comfortable with it…"

"Okay."

John descended in front of Mrs Blackstone.

"Boys, we've got company."

Immediately the boys dove into the pool to obscure their nudity.

"Don't worry boys," John said laughing, "I've explained why you're dressed like this."

"Hello boys."

The boys looked at each other with a mischievous smile, crawled out of the pool and walked towards Mrs Blackstone.

"Hello, madam," Toby said while he shook her hand.

It was obvious that Mrs Blackstone got a bit uncomfortable with those two naked little wieners in front of her. John, who had taken place on the deckchair, felt a mischief mood coming on. He unbuckled his bathrobe and let it drop open. He pulled the robe off and that way it lay on the chair like a towel with a nude John on top.

"Come here boys," John said he patted the chair to signal the boys to sit down next to him.

Mrs Blackstone became more uncomfortable every minute. On the deckchair were three naked male bodies.

"Uh… right… uh, what I came for was the following. Yesterday when I got to my office Matthew was there waiting for me."

"What? What do we have to do with that?" Sven exclaimed strongly.

"Please let me finish my story and then judge."

"Okay. But I don't like it."

"Just like you I wasn't very keen on hearing him out. But I did let him tell his story. The more he told me the more depressed he got and eventually he ran away crying."

"Fake tears," Toby said cynically.

"I thought so too, at first. But I'm in this business for over thirty five years and if there is one thing you learn in those years it is to distinguish fake from true apologies. And I can tell you, I think he really meant it."

"Yeah right. And where did this came from?"

"Apparently his sister went for him. Like she did with Toby."

Then she noticed that Toby had a bruise near his crotch.

"Is that from eh…?"

"No," Sven said with his head down, "that was me. We slept in the same bed and I had a nightmare and kicked him."

"Oh, I hope everything's all right?"

"Yeah, I don't feel it any more."

"So you think he was sincere?" John asked trying to steer the conversation back in the right direction.

"Yes. He said he wanted to change and I also think he was sincere in that. I've promised him to help him with that. He had already started to write apology letters for everybody he had ever hurt. He also had a letter for you guys but he didn't know the address so he asked me to make sure you got it."

Mrs Blackstone took the letter from her bag and gave it to Toby. He doubted whether he would open it. Eventually he opened it and started reading.

Dear Toby and Sven,

I write you this because I want you guys to know that I'm going to try to change. After you two ran away and Mrs Blackstone had told our parents about the situation Betty and I got punished badly. Ever since then Betty has taken it out on me every night. One time she squeezed my balls hard, an other time she punched me down there. I know I'm the one to blame for all this. That made me think.

Sven, my sincere apologies for all those times I bullied and harassed you. I know now what kind of impossible bully I was. Don't get me wrong. I don't expect you to forgive me. I just wanted you to know I'm very sorry and I'll try not to do this any more. Ever.

Toby, I'm sorry that I always called Betty. You hit me but first of all I deserved it and second you never did so low and mean as Betty. You never hit below the belt. According to dad we have deprived you from the chance to become a dad yourself. If that is so I will never forgive myself.

I now know what kind of hell I put you through. I've been so stupid. I had two brothers but I scared them away. All I have left now is a violent sister. It's annoying but as I already told you I've deserved it.

I would really apologize to you two in person but I don't know where you guys live and I don't think you ever want to see me again. I can totally understand that. I sincerely hope that you will be happy with your new parents and find a true home. One advantage: This bully doesn't live there.

With true regrets, Matthew

"What do you think?"

"I don't know. It looks for real. According to you he was sincere?"

"Yes, I believe so."

The boys looked at each other.

"You know what, I'll leave my business card with your dad. That way you guys can think things over and call me if you want to discuss all of this."

"Good. I'll see you off."

John walked Mrs Blackstone to the door and when she had left the joined the boys again.

"Ha ha, did you see how she looked when we approached her?"

"Yeah, and then John opened his robe!"

The tears rolled over their cheeks from laughing.

"Okay," John said, "but what about Matthew?"

"I don't want to have anything to do with him any more."

"I don't know," Toby said, "if Betty uses him as punch bag…"

"With the emphasize on bag," Sven said sarcastically.

"Stop that," Toby said strongly, "you shouldn't joke about that. For us it's over, but it's his sister. He's stuck with her."

"Like he said: he deserves it."

"I don't know. Maybe we should let him come over. Then we can decide for ourselves whether his apologies are sincere."

"I don't like it," Sven said, "but if that's what you want."

"Yeah, I think we should do it. If we don't give him a second chance we're no better than he is."

"Fine," John said, "I'll call this afternoon. That way he can apologize before New Years."

That was that. With that the case, Matthew was done with and everything went back to normal for the day.

John called that afternoon with the news and Mrs Blackstone was delighted with the outcome. She immediately made an appointment to come by with Matthew the next day. After that she called Matthew. He, too, was pleasantly surprised. He went to the shops that same evening and bought something for the boys. That evening Matthew was still thinking things over when his sister came in to his room.

"What is it? You want to punch me again?"

"No, I'm here to tell you that I now know how much pain I've caused you and I promise you I'll never do it again. Not do you or any boy whatsoever."

"Really? So if Toby was here you wouldn't do it any more to him?"

"No, especially to him. I've hurt him enough for the rest of his life."

"You're sorry?"

"Yeah, if I could turn it back I would. Unfortunately I can't. Night, bro."

"Night, sis."

What Betty didn't know was that Matthew had lately started to record his diary on a digital recorder to write it down later. He had recorded his conversation with his sister. He would take that with him tomorrow. He laid his head on his pillow and immediately drifted of to sleep.

The next morning Matthew was at the office at half-past eight. It took till nine before Mrs Blackstone arrived.

"Well, ready for the confrontation?"

"Yes. Do you think they will listen to me?"

"They seemed two very nice boys. I think they want to give you a chance." "I hope so."

Matthew got in the car with Mrs Blackstone. After a half-hour drive they arrived at John's house. Matthew's mouth fell open from amazement. What a huge house. Theirs was nothing compared with this. Mrs Blackstone and Matthew stepped out of the car and walked to the door. They rang and Sven opened.

"Oh, hello."

The icy undertone of Sven's voice hadn't missed Matthew.

"Come on in. I'll tell you now: it wasn't my idea. It's Toby who wants to give you another chance."

"Oh, okay," Matthew answered timidly.

Sven took the guests to the library. There, Toby and John were playing chess.

"They're here," Sven said and sat down in a chair to read.

"Welcome," John said, "do you want something to drink?"

"A glass of water, please," Matthew said and immediately dropped his head.

The two brothers looked at each other. They had never seen anything like it. This timid boy was not even a shadow of the tough bully they knew. Had Betty tamed him?

John came back with glass and gave it to Matthew.

"Thank you sir, you've got a nice house."

"Thanks, I think so too."

After Matthew had taken a few sips he walked over to Toby.

"Toby, I would like to…"

"Stop," Toby said, "if you're sincere you'd do anything do get those apologies excepted."

"That's right," Matthew said, "just name it. What do you want me to do? I'll do anything." "Okay, take your clothes off."

"What? Here? In front of all of you?"

"Yeah. Or isn't it worth it?"

Immediately Matthew started to undress. Mrs Blackstone wanted to interfere but John stopped her.

"Don't worry. He wouldn't do this without a reason," John said although he didn't yet understand Toby.

When Matthew was down to his boxers he looked at Toby. The boy signalled that they had to go as well. Matthew swallowed and then pulled his shorts down. Fully naked he stood in front of Toby.

"Please Toby, will you except my apologies?" Matthew said almost in tears.

"Sven, come over here," Toby said.

Sven walked over to Toby and looked at Matthew. The boy was ashamed now that he stood naked in front of the two brothers. He felt humiliated.

"Look. I think we know what this is."

"Oh yeah," Sven said, "that looks very familiar. Swollen balls. She really took it out on you, didn't she?"

Matthew nodded lightly. Sven draw his hand and carefully felt Matthew's sac. Immediately Matthew got a painful look on his face.

"Then you now know how it feels. Is that why you came to apologize? Because you're hurting?" Sven said sarcastically.

"No," Matthew said, now bursting into tears, "I do it because I now know what a bastard I was. If I could I would take everything back."

"So it's not because you're now the target of your sister's aggression?"

"No."

"When did this actually happen? Yesterday or tonight?" Toby asked pointing at Matthew's balls.

Matthew stood there with his head lowered. "Three days ago."

"What? And they still look like this? What did she do? Put them in a vice?"

"She had hit my balls four nights in a row. The last time she punched me in my crotch in such a way that my balls got stuck between my pelvis and her fist. That's what hurt the most."

Toby kept looking at Matthew in disbelieve. He had gotten a bigger punch than Toby ever had. Apparently Betty had grown stronger. Toby couldn't help it. He started to feel empathy for Matthew.

"I think you're sincere. Apology excepted."

Matthew was clearly relieved. Toby stood up and hugged Matthew.

"If Toby can except them then so can I."

"Really?" Matthew said in disbelief.

"Yes. I'm not forgiving you completely, but I'm willing to give you the benefit of the doubt."

"Thank you."

After a few hugs Matthew pulled the gifts from his bag.

"When I heard that you guys were willing to receive me, I got you guys some presents. I hope you like it."

Toby and Sven unwrapped the gifts. Toby got a travelling chess game and, for Sven, Matthew had bought a book coupon.

"I knew you like chess and you like do read, but I didn't know which genre."

"Thanks."

The boys hugged Matthew again.

"You know what?" Toby said, "You're naked already. Come."

Matthew didn't understand but he got dragged by the boys. Once they were down in the basement Matthew's mouth opened from surprise. Toby and Sven were naked in no time and jumped in the pool. Matthew couldn't stay behind and jumped in as well. John and Mrs Blackstone, too, came downstairs.

"Boys, I need to go back to work. Maybe I'll see you in town someday."

Matthew said goodbye to the boys and wanted to leave the pool but John stopped him.

"You can stay for a while. I'll drive you back later."

"Oh, thank you, sir."

Toby and Sven immediately started to tease him. "Oh, he said sir to John."

Immediately, as a reaction, came the splashing water. In the meantime John let Mrs Blackstone out.

"I'm glad it turned out so well," Mrs Blackstone said.

"Me too. Toby and Sven are very grown up in some areas. And I think Matthew has learned a lot the last few days."

"I think so too. Have a nice day with those boys."

"Thanks."

The rest of the day the brothers showed Matthew the rest of the house.

"I believe it all turned out great for you guys. Your situation really improved a hundred percent."

"Yeah. Too bad you're still stuck with Betty. If you ever need a place to recuperate, you're always welcome." Sven offered.

"Thanks for the offer but I don't think it's necessary any more."

"Why?"

"I didn't tell you," Matthew said, "but I want to let you listen to something."

Matthew went to his bag and pulled out the recorder.

"I taped this secretly yesterday."

Matthew pressed play and Toby and Sven heard the conversation he and Betty had had last night.

"This isn't fake?"

"No, scout's honour."

"But how did you get her this way?"

"After four days of her terror I found out she didn't understand how much pain she caused when she hit a boy in his balls. She didn't know how bad she tortured us when she squeezed your or my balls. Then I really burst out against her and that made her think. I literally kicked her out of my room. I think that was when she knew she was wrong."

"Well, on behalf of all her future victims: thanks." Toby said.

"You're welcome. It's the least I could do. I really like to thank you guys for excepting my apologies. It's more than I could have asked for. You guys don't know how much it means to me. Especially you, Sven. You I've bullied myself and most times without reason."

"Ah, let bygones be bygones. You didn't even have to bring those gifts."

"Yes I did. I want to be a decent guy from now on. And when you're invited, you shouldn't come empty-handed. Look at it as a house-warming-gift."

"Thanks. But did you say decent?"

"Yeah, why?"

Toby laughed and gave a smack against Matthew's prick. It had gotten hard and was now sticking strait forward.

"Are you surprised?" Matthew laughed, "with all that talking about balls and victims?"

"Why? Does it excite you? You fancy boys?"

"I don't know. Maybe." Matthew said timidly. He was crawling back in to his shell again.

"I think that's why you harassed Sven so." Toby said teasingly.

"Huh?" Sven reacted surprised. "Yeah, you wanna know what I think? I think you fancy Sven and you got jealous that I was so close to him and that's why you sicked Betty on me."

"Yeah, right," Matthew reacted sarcastically, "So you think I fancy Sven?"

Sven looked surprised at Toby and then back to Matthew.

"Yeah."

"No way. Because then I would do this." Matthew said and he placed his arm around Sven's neck and gave him a passionate French kiss.

Immediately Sven pulled free and wiped his mouth. Toby and Matthew laughed out loud. Mockingly Sven walked away. Matthew got scared and immediately followed Sven.

"I'm sorry Sven, please. I didn't mean it bad. I'm sorry. I just need to get used to it all. I've bullied everyone for so long. Please, don't be mad at me. Did I lose you again?" Matthew asked with clear fear in his voice.

Sven turned and took hold of Matthew's hard boy member. He pulled it a few times and said with playfulness: "You shouldn't play with a guys feelings like that. That's not nice."

Now it was Toby and Sven's turn to laugh. Matthew had a very confused look on his face. Sven couldn't help himself. He pulled Matthew closer and gave him a big kiss right on his lips. "Don't worry, I'm not mad."

Ever since the adventure in the Jacuzzi there wasn't a day Toby and Sven hadn't 'played' with each other. Now they had a third boy to play with. Too bad he hadn't healed yet. They had to treat him with care and couldn't go all the way. The two brothers took their visitor to their room and pushed him inside. The brothers looked at each other and knew they thought the same thing. Suddenly Matthew was pushed on to the bed and, before he good react, his hands and feet were tied to the head and foot end. Matthew got scared. Especially when there was a boy sitting on each side of him.

"Please, I thought you had forgiven me. Please don't hurt me." Matthew begged with his eyes shut and tears running over his cheeks.

Sven and Toby looked at each other. They smiled and without speaking the boys understood each other as if they were twins instead of just brothers. Because he had his eyes closed Matthew didn't know what was happening until he felt it. Sven had taken a position next to Matthew's chest. Suddenly Matthew felt a warm wet mouth placed on his nipple and that started to suck. When Sven started to use his tongue as well Matthew started moaning deeply.

Then something happened that made Matthew's eyes spring open widely. When he looked down Matthew saw what had startled him. Toby had moved in between his legs and was now licking and sucking his genitals. Just when Matthew felt this was the best feeling ever, he felt something hitting his sphincter. Toby had wet his forefinger and was now trying to enter Matthew's back-door. Just when Toby was inside Matthew saw someone entering the room. To his shock it was John.

"Please don't punish them for doing this."

"Why should I punish them? Are they forcing you to do something you don't want?"

"No. Although I didn't know I wanted this."

John had to laugh at such a comment and the boys started too.

"Okay, guys, the reason I came up here is that it's four thirty and I wanted to bring Matthew back at five."

"Please, John, can't he stay for diner?"

"We have to ask his parents for that, but it's fine by me. We'll call his home at five. Until then have fun but be gentile with him. If his balls hurt to much don't force him, okay?"

"Okay."

Matthew looked in amazement at John. He approved what the boys did? He wasn't given too much time to think about it. Almost immediately the brothers returned to their game. Matthew felt the caressing of his chest by Sven and how Toby was playing with his genitals and boy-pussy. He was getting more and more excited. And while Toby kept pleasuring Matthew's lower half, Sven started to French kiss his new friend. It didn't take long before Matthew had his climax, one of the biggest yet. Toby tasted a small string of cum in his mouth. Apparently it was the first wet one for Matthew.

All three boys lay down and enjoyed Matthew's afterglow . Matthew because he had felt it and the brothers because they had caused it.

Then they untied Matthew and let him go down to John so they could call his parents. When he entered John's office he walked with his legs a bit spread.

"What's wrong? Are you hurt?" John asked.

"Yeah. They hurt a little but this time I don't mind so much. I had a great time."

"Okay, but from now on no more until you're really healed, promise?"

"Yeah I promise."

"Else you might damage something permanently."

"Oh. Okay then."

Then they called Matthew's parents. John had put the speaker on.

"Hello." a woman said.

"Hi Mum."

"Matthew, where are you? Are you all right?"

"Yeah. I'm with Sven and Toby."

"What? What are you doing there? Are you causing more trouble again?"

"No, he isn't." John said.

"Who are you?" Mrs. Johnson asked.

"I'm John, Toby and Sven's new guardian. Matthew has been here today to apologize to the boys."

"What? Matthew? Apologize? Are you sure we're talking about the same boy?"

"Yeah. Apparently there was something that opened his eyes."

"The reason I called was to ask if it's okay if Matthew stayed here for dinner? Toby and Sven want to spend some more time with him."

"What? Why?"

"They accepted his apologies and want to get to know the new Matthew."

"Okay. Well it's fine with me as long as he's home at eight."

"I'll drop him off personally."

"See you to night, Mum"

"See you, Matt. And stay out of trouble."

"You really have a reputation, don't you?" John said after they hung up.

"Yeah, I guess so."

Then they went to tell the boys the news. After dinner the three boys exchanged experiences with Betty and Mrs Blackstone. By seven thirty it was time for Matthew to go. After saying his goodbyes Matthew left with John.

"I think you have made a huge step towards the change you want to make." John said.

"Yeah, you really think so?"

"I'm positive."

At ten to eight they arrived at Matthew's house. Matthew rang the bell and his mother opened the door.

"Ah, there you are. And you must be John. Thank you for bringing him in on time. Okay Matthew, bedtime you can go strait to bed."

"Okay, Mum," Matthew said before he turned to John, "thank you for the wonderful evening, sir, I really enjoyed it."

"So did I Matthew."

Matthew gave John a hug and his mother a kiss and then dashed up the stairs. His mother looked at him in surprise and disbelief.

"How? What?" she said before coming to her senses.

"Why don't you come in? Then you can tell my husband and me all that has happened."

"I'd like that." John said.

John walked in and sat at the kitchen table. There he told Mr. and Mrs. Johnson everything he knew about the arrangement between Matthew and Mrs Blackstone and how Matthew had behaved the entire day. They were very proud at how their son had tried to make amends with his former victims. Matthew's parents decided to help him like John and Mrs. Blackstone to keep his manners. After hearing that John, was happy and left the Johnson's.

At home he was met by a couple of excited boys who wanted to know how everything went. They had even cleaned up so John had all the time to tell them everything. After that they all went to bed happy, looking forward to the days to come.

Epilogue

Betty, too, kept her word and she never hurt a boy's balls any more since. Except that one time she found out that her boyfriend was cheating on her with one of her friends. Then she squeezed his balls with the motto 'If I can't have you then she doesn't as well.'

After the Christmas Holidays Matthew delivered the letters to his victims. They weren't convinced immediately of his sincerity, but they gave him the benefit of the doubt. He kept his word though and by the time the summer holiday approached they were all convinced and they'd all forgiven him.

Sven and Toby were enrolled in John's school and had the best time ever. Eventually they became very close friends to Matthew and apparently Toby was right. Two years after graduating Sven and Matthew got married. Matthew's dad couldn't cope with it but his mother was happy her son found a soul mate. They moved in with John and lived there very happily.

The End