Our classes went well but my mind kept on coming back to Mom and our ‘boyfriends’. Oh fuck! What were we going to do?
At 10 o’clock my iPhone beeped: it was from Juan. “All OK? Any flack from Mom? Hang in there. We’ll talk tonight. Love you both very much. <3<3”
Ahhh, my love! What a lot of shit, just because we loved you guys so much! Fuck!
“Mom full of it. Tried to explain. Need to talk to her and Dad. Lots of love”
Shortly after that, an SMS from Johann: “How did it go? Problems? Sorry – my fault. Am I still invited for Sat?”
Beautiful Johann, with the soulful brown eyes, sexiness epitomised. I loved this hung hunk!
“Lots of explanations, she is OK for now. Of course you’re still invited! Love you man!”
How our love got entangled in such a short period of time … But, I love them all, so to hell with it! André and I and Juan will fight this, if we had to.
Another SMS, now from Mom:
“I bought beard trimmer for you 3. Looks unkempt. Got linen. See you after 2”
Ahhh – so the long knives are out! Beards unkempt? Oh well, after 2 weeks I also thought our beards needed some attention. In fact, two days ago André mentioned trimming our beards back to stubble and even Juan liked the idea. Oh, OK – thanks Mom. At least something to try and make amends …
Our last classes for the day ended at 1:50. The lecturer had an appointment and gave us the last 10 minutes off. We scrambled to our car. We had to meet Juan at the group of take-out joints at the mall to pick up the food at 2. We decided on some good old fish and chips and some Coke for us, and a mineral water for Mom.
“All set for the big fight? Mom livid?” Juan asked with trepidation as we waited for our food.
“I think André has convinced her to give Johann a chance. I dread it when she finds out about Gunther … oh fuck!”
“André? My boy! You’re the ace! Good going! Let’s hope she doesn't feed us rat poison! She looked rather pissed this morning. Let’s hold thumbs. Follow me back to the flat. We can leave your car there and go in mine. OK?” Juan said.
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We arrived at La Rochelle and entered the house with hearts beating in our throats …
“Ahhh! There are my three boys! Hallo boys!” Yes, rub it in Mom: ‘three’, leaving no space for Johann, let alone Gunther … sigh!
Mom greeted us with hugs and kisses, as if nothing happened. But I’ve known Mom for 19 years: looks could be deceiving!
“Mom! You’ve hung the lounge curtains already! Wow! They’re stunning! Thanks!” Juan gushed. The new curtains she made for us were made of striped fabric in shades of dark brown, lighter brown and cream and some shades in between. The stripes were of various widths as well. I haven’t seen Juan’s furniture yet as we’ve never been to his flat when we were at school. His furniture had been in storage since January. But he obviously knew it would fit in with the colours of his furniture. “Thanks Mom, it looks spectacular!” Juan sand and hugged Mom.
“You’re welcome my boy! I’m glad you like it,” Mom said. “Before I show the curtains in the other rooms, let’s eat first.”
Mom brought out a picnic tablecloth and her picnic basket from home, and we ‘camped’ out on the kitchen floor with our food. The food was still warm and nice.
“Here is the beard trimmer I bought for you three. Your beards are too long. Please trim them. Stubbles look better and are more fashionable,” Mom said and gave us the trimmer.
“Yes, I’ve mentioned it to Anton recently, but obviously we didn’t have a trimmer. Thanks Mom!” Juan said and kissed Mom on the cheek. “Beard trimming tonight, boys – OK?”
“Yes, I was afraid we might start looking like Yetis! We could trim each other. I’ll do yours, you big oaf! A few slips here and there and it will look like the Roman spiders got hold of you!” André put in and got a swipe from Juan.
“Behave, boy! Tonight, you’ll get a glass of cold water and will sleep on the bed mat, and that’s it! You delinquent!” Juan quipped.
“You see Mom! See how your son-in-law treats your first-born! I’m reporting you to the SPCA!” André put in.
“Yes, correct choice! I’ll sponsor your neutering!” Juan added.
“Mom, put away the sharp knives! This is a mad man! He only pretends he loves me … Sob! Sob!” André wailed.
“Come on boys! Enough of this. Thanks for the fish, it was nice. Juan, you're the tallest – please come help me with the curtains in the master bedroom. Boys, please clear the kitchen, fold the tablecloth and wash the dirty cutlery and glasses. There is dishwashing liquid under the sink. Come Juan,” Mom directed.
While we were busy in the kitchen, we heard the voices in the bedroom get louder. And then we heard: “Alma, we know what we’re doing! Just let it be!” Oh-oh! The cat was amongst the pigeons! Juan loved Mom, which is one of the reasons he started calling her ‘Mom’, but now he was calling her ‘Alma’! André and I looked at each other! Mom has taken on the wrong man! Juan was a sweet and caring man, lover, boyfriend and son-in-law, but as in hockey and with everything else, Juan was a no-nonsense guy. And not even Mom would tell him what to do.
Juan came into the kitchen looking for water. He was fuming. The only water available was tap water. His hand was shaking while he filled an empty 500ml Coke bottle under the tap. I dared not touch him.
He said nothing, but it was clear Juan was ‘gatvol’ [crude Afrikaans for fed-up, but in South Africa, ‘fed-up’ just doesn’t cut it if your filled to the gills! Gatvol says it all – literally, you’re stuffed to capacity from the behind!] and wanted to let off steam. But it had to be on his own terms and in good time. I looked at Juan and realised this man was defending us – he just loved us so much, he was willing to take on Mom.
“How dare you! How dare you walk out on me while I’m talking to you? Who do you think you are? Juan du Toit, you were allowed into the folds of this family because we love our boys. We entrusted them to you, but not to corrupt them! It was a stretch for us to accept … this! Your lifestyle was new to us, but now there are FOUR of you? What debauchery is this? My sons will not be part of this …” Mom ranted on.
“Wait a minute, Mom! Wait a minute! Did you hear nothing we said this morning? Now you attack Juan? How dare you? We’re both 19 and as citizens we are allowed to vote. We have never disappointed you in any way. Our school records were exemplary. Our marks at university are excellent. Our hockey is top-notch. We’ve given you no reason to treat us, or Juan, like this. How dare you?” André said angrily.
“André, you will not talk to me like that!”
“Mom, I’ve never talked to you like this, because you’ve never given me a reason to, but now you’ve overstepped the boundaries. We love Juan and Johann, and there is nothing you can do about it. Either you accept it, or you lose both your sons – your choice. We love you and Dad with all our hearts, but don’t let us choose! If we had to choose, it would not be you. Do you get it? It would be Juan and Johann. They've given new reason and meaning to our lives. Get it? We love them? Yes, we’re gay and it was not a choice – that’s who we are. If you look beyond our sexuality and the love we have for the men in our lives, what do you have? Just two attractive normal 19-year-old boys who love life, the farm, our parents and the men we love. Other than that? No difference. So, stop your nonsense and choose today. Who is it going to be? Anton and I with the men we love, or nobody? Choose! Now!” Andre was livid. I’ve never seen him like that.
“Anton, why don’t you say anything? I’ve never been spoken to like this before! I am shocked!” Mom said big-eyed.
“Mom, I have nothing to add to what we said this morning and what André has just said. I’m sorry, but this time I’m on my brother’s side. You really have a choice: either you have us and whomever we love, or nobody. I just wonder what Dad would say if he heard you today. I am shocked, Mom! After all we’ve done, our achievements, our hard work on the farm, the love we give you, the love Juan gives you … and now you treat us like this?”
“Anton …” Mom started.
“Alma, let me be very clear. You accepted me. Johann just happened. The details are not important, but Johann WILL be a part of this liaison, whether you like it or not. If this house is going to be a sword being held over our heads, I could call the storage people straight away and cancel the delivery of the furniture. With my studies next year, the Danish bursary will pay enough so I could provide for the boys. Johann lives just down the road and he would welcome us with open-arms. As André said: you have a choice. Either you have a house full of men who love you, or none. Your choice. If push comes to shove, the boys could come live with me until we find suitable accommodation as the documents were already signed for Gunther to rent the flat. And, get used to the idea that Gunther will be a part of the liaison too. He and I will be working together, coach hockey together and we like him, a lot. I have never taken you to be ‘verkramp’! I'm disappointed, to say the least [‘verkramp’ = best translation is ‘cramped’, set in old believes and ways]. Really disappointed …” Juan stood with his hands on the sink looking out the window, his back towards Mom.
“If that is how you feel, the boys will come away with me right now. And you will never see them again …” Mom started.
“Excuse me, Mom! Listen to yourself! You’re making it difficult for yourself! Not for a second do we consider to leave Juan or Johann or Gunther. We love them and again: there is nothing you can do about it! If you want to go, you’ll leave alone. And if you want to come to lay down such Middle Age rules for us to live by in this house, please keep it. I’d rather live in a cardboard box with André and Juan and Johann and Gunther, than without anyone of them! We love you and Dad, we honestly do, but … we’re no longer babies and you do not get to call the shots! This is our life and it’s private. Do not make us choose – we will not choose you, even though we love you. Sheez Mom! Get with the times! It’s the 21st century, for Pete’s sakes!” I gave it to Mom.
“Anton, you too? You’re turning against me? After all Dad and I have done for you? How dare you?” Mom said angrily.
“Yes, Mom, get off the guilt trip bus – it won’t work. I thought you were bigger than that. Come Anton, Juan. We’re no longer welcome here! If these are your rules we must live by, I’m not interested. Thanks, but no thanks. Are you coming boys?” André said, fuming.
“André, who exactly do you think you are to talk to me like that? I’m calling Dad!”
“Please do! Here, I’ll call him for you, and let’s hear what he has to say about this concentration camp you want to set up for us,” André said and pulled out his iPhone, and dialled Dad’s number.
“Hallo Dad, we hope you are fine, but we have a problem. I’m putting the phone on speaker. We need you to know what is happening and want to hear your opinion.”
Mom started to rant and rave, telling Dad of the shocking discovery and the ‘shame’ and ‘humiliation’ and godd knows what else … After 3 minutes, Dad put a stop to Mom’s tirade.
“Alma, calm down! Calm down my dear! Boys, your side of the story please? Juan, you’re the oldest. What is going on?”
Juan gave his rendition and then André and I gave Dad our opinions.
“So, can you see what I had to endure today? I’m so ashamed!” Mom said tearful.
“Alma, you know I love you very much and want only what is best for you and the boys. Up to now, Juan has been nothing but a delight. He loves the boys, he cares for them, looks after them and they’re very happy. It’s their lives and there is nothing we can do about it. It’s their choice and whether we like it or not, it will not change their minds. I'm sorry, but I side with the boys on this one,” Dad put Mom in her place.
“But Adriaan …,” Mom tried to put in.
“No ‘buts’ Alma! Let them be. They are responsible and I know they will make the right choices. Boys, nothing has changed. The house is yours to stay in and I’ll be there to oversee the move tomorrow. Alma, call it a day and please go to your friend. Let the boys be. Boys, you finish up the curtains and get your stuff sorted out. I’ll see you in the morning. You OK boys? Alma? Do you need someone to drive you to your friend?” Dad asked.
“Adriaan, don’t talk to me in such a condescending way! I’m fine to drive by myself!” Mom said angrily.
It was clear Mom was NOT a happy woman. Oh well …
“I’ll call you tonight, OK Alma?” Dad said.
“’Harrumph’! Yes, whatever!” Mom let off more steam. She grabbed her keys and left. She left in a gust all right!
“Oh! My! Godd! Boys, what do we have here? And all the time I thought your mom was so enlightened and with the times! What happened?” Juan asked.
“Not a fucking clue! She’s like a rabid dog! I’ve never seen her like this!” André put in.
“Let Dad talk to her. He’s got a way with her. Let her cool down and simmer in her own juices. By tomorrow the storm would be over,” I said.
“Come here my beautiful boys! Ahhhh! You could be like bulldogs when your man is threatened, even by your own Mom! I’m impressed!” Juan said and pulled us into an embrace.
“I hope it will be better by tomorrow. Oh well … Come boys, let’s finish the curtains. I have to give it to your mom: the curtains are spectacular! Come look!”
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We finished hanging the curtains and ensured everything was ready for the furniture the next day. Mom has brought a prepaid electricity voucher, which was in the bag with the beard trimmer. André read the amount into the meter. We walked through the house and admired the curtains Mom made. How sad that she had gone off on a tangent like that.
We locked the house and headed back home. André and I had to do some work and Juan had to mark some papers. We decided we’d get pizza later. We didn't want to dirty any dishes.
At around 5 o’clock Dad called and we had a long discussion with him. He said he had spoken to Mom and that she was calmer. She was still pissed and was very hurt because of ‘the way the boys had spoken to her’. Dad insisted we had to apologise when the waters were calmer, hopefully by the next afternoon when we went out to the house again. Dad suggested a big box of chocolates and an orchid or something special like that.
“Boys, remember this is very new to us, and Mom just had a fright when she saw your friend Johann. I trust you guys not to have made a mistake. I trust your instincts and judging. I believe Gunther is now actually also part of the … relationship? Wow! Five of you in one relationship? Isn’t that a bit much? You know I’m a citizen of the 21st century, but even for me, that is a bit much.”
“Dad, once you’ve met Johann and Gunther, you’d understand. They are kind, tall beautiful men and they are nice guys. We like them very much. Yes, five of us are many, but we all like each other! And, it just happened. It’s not as if we’ve made a decision to rope them in – it just happened,” André said.
“Juan, how do you feel about this,” Dad asked.
“Adriaan … Dad … I don’t even know what to call you after today … ‘Dad’ still OK?” Juan asked.
“My boy, you can call me what you want. Actually, to tell you the truth, I kind of like it when you call me ‘Dad’!” Dad enthused.
“Then it’s Dad! Dad, the boys and I have discussed this and we made sure before we made our decisions. Our relationship is strong, and we love each other. Johann and Gunther just add to the mix. We like them very much and we enjoy each other’s company. When you meet them on Saturday, you’ll see and understand,” Juan said.
“OK, but I don’t need to be convinced. I’ve learnt to trust my boys and you too. You’re all reliable and kind guys. Well then, I’d be at La Rochelle at 9 o’clock to supervise the delivery of your furniture. Goodbye boys! Kisses. Sleep well. I love you, and you too Juan!”
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After Dad’s call, we decided to get fish and chips, and Coke from the shop down the road.
Then we ‘inaugurated’ the beard trimmer. After André’s beard was trimmed to look like a 2-day stubble, he ran to the bathroom and shouted: “Even if I have to say so myself: this looks fucking great! Mom may be a meddlesome woman, but we needed this beard trimmer big time!”
Juan and I trimmed each other’s beards and when we went into the bathroom to see what it looked like, we looked at each other in the mirror and smiled.
“You look good enough to eat, my darling!” Juan said.
“And so do you, Mr du Toit!” I said and kissed Juan on the trimmed cheek.
“How dare you kiss me on the cheek? Come here my darling!” Juan said and kissed me on the mouth.
André had the kettle ready “Coffee for all?”
“Yes, thanks,” we both said.
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The lovemaking that night was slow and deep and tender. It was as if we wanted to substantiate our love for each other. Even André was less joking and more civilized. It was wonderful.
We woke up the next morning, and after coffee and rusks, and showers, we put all our stuff that had to be taken to La Rochelle in a bundle in the lounge.
“Come let’s go. I’ll go get the chocolates and orchid for your mother after classes. We meet here at around 1 o’clock and then load our stuff, and drive out to La Rochelle. OK? Will you confirm with Gunther about his coming here after classes. Now, let’s get going my darlings. I love you. Enjoy your day,” Juan said and hugged and kissed us.
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We met again at the flat at 1 o’clock; Gunther arrived with the pizzas from Mario’s. He was welcomed with hugs and kisses, and gropes – André, who else?
We enjoyed the pizza and after some Coke, we carried carry our stuff out the flat and down to the waiting cars. Gunther helped us.
“Thank you very much Gunther! We’re off now, but we’ll see you tomorrow? Anton will pick you up at around 12 o’clock for lunch with the family. Remember your toilet bag and a fresh change of clothes. You’re sleeping over. Here are the keys to your new flat, and once again, we hope you are going to enjoy living here. We love you very much, OK? Come here you big beautiful Jerry!” Juan said and pulled Gunther in for a hug and a kiss.
André and I hugged and kissed him too. “Ich liebe dich … [I love you …]!” Gunther whispered in my ear. “Anton, ja?”
“Ja, it’s me. I love you too!” I whispered.
We drove off in our two cars and when I looked in the mirror, Gunther had his right hand on his heart and was waving with the other hand. Fuck! What a nice guy!
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“Hallo Dad!” André and I shouted when we saw Dad coming out the house at La Rochelle, and ran into his outstretched arms. “My boys! Come here! Hmmmmm!” Dad said in our hair and kissed us on our heads. He hugged us into a tight embrace and kissed us each in turn. “How are my beautiful boys doing? You OK?” Dad looked at us in turn.
“Yes, we’re fine, thanks Dad.” André said.
“Hallo my boy! How are you?” Dad said when Juan put his hand out. Dad ignored the outstretched hand and pulled him into an embrace. “None of that nonsense my boy. Come here,” Dad said and hugged Juan. He pushed him away a bit and pulled him in for a kiss. “I don’t know what is to happen, but I love you too much to lose you. No ways! You make us all happy. Come let’s go face the music!”
Juan gave a raw sob against Dad’s cheek and kissed him on the cheek. “I love you so much Dad! You’re a great guy!”
“Come, come! No need for tears! We’ll sort this out, OK? Just leave it to me,” Dad said and Dad wiped Juan’s cheeks with his thumbs. “Never forget that I love you. This too will pass. Trust me.”
“Thanks Dad …” Juan said and hugged Dad again.
“Did you bring chocolates and an orchid, boys? Bring it and let’s go tame a lioness! Come!” Dad said and winked.
“I heard that, Adriaan!” Mom quipped when we walked in the door.
“Hallo Mom,” André and I said and gave Mom the Ferrero Rocher and the beautiful white orchid. “Are you OK?”
“Thank you. Yes, I’m OK. How are you?” Mom asked and took the gifts.
“Hallo … Mom … Alma? How are you?” Juan said. Poor Juan! He didn’t know what to call Mom or what to do! Poor guy.
“Hallo Juan. I’m fine, thanks. Are you OK?” Mom asked.
“I'm sure you could do better than that? Come on! It’s not the third World War! Come on! Kiss Mom and get this nonsense out of the way!” Dad commanded.
Juan stepped towards Mom and put his arms out. Mom hesitated and then her resistance crumbled. She fell into Juan’s arms and sobbed on his shoulder. Juan held Mom tight to him and his eyes were quite wet too. “Mom, this have been the worst 24 hours of my life! I love you all so much! You’re like my own family! Mom …!”
And the war was evaded. Just some time, some loving and a sincere hug.
Mom kissed Juan and said: “I’m sorry … I was too emotional and let it get the better of me. My sincerest apologies.” She put her arms out and André and I stepped into the embrace and she held all three of us close to her. Dad stepped up and hugged all of us. One big family hug.
“Mom, we apologise for the way we talked to you yesterday. We were wrong to behave like that. Thanks for forgiving us and still loving us and Juan,” I put in.
“I could never stop loving you boys. And this big one has made himself at home in my heart – not a chance I could ever evacuate him! Too late for that!”
“OK, then. All is settled and everybody is happy again. Come Juan, boys – come have a look what your new home looks like!” Dad said and led the way.
The lounge was beautiful! Juan’s leather couch and chairs looked spectacular with Mom’s curtains adding the right touch to the ambience. The curtains toned in beautifully. There were three pot plants in the one corner, and even a few big ornaments. The big square mahogany dining room table and 8 chairs were beautiful in the one corner.
In the kitchen, there was a big brand-new double-door fridge and a new microwave oven! The new coffee machine was already on and the smell of coffee permeated through the air in the kitchen. “Dad, that’s not my fridge … Dad? Did you buy us a new fridge? Dad?” Juan asked and gasped.
“Your old fridge is in the garage as a back-up and to keep cooldrinks, wine and beer. You boys needed a proper fridge. See the appliances as a house-warming gift from Mom and me. Happy?” Dad said.
“No Dad … you’re too kind. We already get so much from you … and Mom has made the curtains. You both have worked so hard … Oh Dad … Dad …” Juan said and hugged Dad. “I love you so very much! Thanks! Thanks Mom! I love you so, so very much! You’re so kind to me, to the boys … Thanks!”
“Now, now! Come on now! This is a happy day. No more sadness my beautiful big boy!” Dad said and held Juan’s head in his hand and kissed him on the cheek.
“Thanks Dad, Mom! You really spoil us. That was a wonderful gesture. Wow! Would you look at that? Even a water dispenser in the fridge door!” I gushed.
“Look in the fridge, deepfreeze and in the cupboards. I got what I thought would be a good start. You’ll have to go buy whatever is missing,” Mom said.
André and I opened the upright fridge and deepfreeze, and Juan opened the cupboard. We were stumped. There was everything we would need: milk, butter, tomatoes, cheese, cold cuts, a big casserole with some dish in it … steak, fish, beef mince, chickens, wors …! We were good to go!
Juan opened the cupboards and there was crockery, bowls, trays. There was tinned food. There was pasta. There was rice, vinegar, tomato sauce, soy sauce. Even spices, salt, herbs, coffee, tea, creamer, sugar …
“Mom … you’re too much. Wow! Thanks … Wow!” I said, a bit tearful. Mom might have been hard on us the day before, but she still had a heart of gold.
“Yes, and did you see the coffee machine? Dad, it’s the Rolls Royce of coffee makers! Dad, you’re an ace!” André said.
“Actually, it was Mom who selected the stuff. I was here overseeing the furniture. So, it’s Mom you must thank.”
“Thanks Mom!” we said and hugged her.
“Now come see the rest of the house,” Dad said and led the way.
In the smaller bedroom that was going to become the study, there were three desks and office chairs on wheels.
In the spare bedroom, there was a new king size bed and gorgeous nightstands with bed lamps.
“I’ve taken the liberty to put your paintings in different rooms on the floor. We can hang them this afternoon. Come have a look at the master bedroom. Come!” Dad said as excited as a boy before Christmas.
“Oh, my, word! Oh, my word! Dad! Mom!” André gushed and sank to his knees.
“Dad! Mom! Wow!” I said and put my hands in front of my mouth.
“Oh no! This can’t be true! Dad? Really? No … it can’t be …!” Juan said and put his arm around Dad’s shoulder. “This is too much!”
There was a king size bed, the most beautiful duvet cover, and pillowcases, spectacular nightstands with bed lamps. There was a flat screen TV attached to the wall opposite the bed with a chest of drawers underneath it.
There was a huge boxed picture of the three of us on Bloubergstrand hanging over the bed.
“Like it?” Dad said, hugging Juan closer.
“Like? My lord! Dad, you’re too much! It’s fantastic! How can I ever repay you?” Juan said and pulled Dad into a hug. “You’re something else, you know! Why?”
“My boy, I do not do things half-hearted or half-baked. It’s all or nothing. And, you’re now part of the family. What I do for my boys, doesn't need to be repaid! I do it because you're my boys and I love you,” Dad said and kissed Juan.
“Dad, you’re the best. Wow! An enormous Sony TV! A king-size bed! The picture of us … You do know how to spoil us!” André gushed.
“You’re a great Dad! Thank you so very much! Thanks Mom!” I put in and hugged and kissed them both.
“Where did you get the photo of us?” I asked.
“Pieter got it from Johann and emailed it to me. I had it blown up and boxed. I’m glad you like it. You looked so relaxed and happy. Mom and I decided it needs to go over your bed. Glad you like it, my boy!” Dad said and tousled my hair.
“Dad, what happened to my old double bed?” Juan asked.
“It’s back in storage. You can decide what you want to do with it. Perhaps sell it or donate it to the Salvation Army. You don’t need it anymore,” Dad said.
André sat down on the bed and lied down. “Ahhhh! Guys, this is one of those ‘posturepedic’ jobbies! Wow!”
Juan and I got onto the bed on either side of André. He was right: the support of the mattress was unbelievable! We’d spend long and happy hours on this bed .. hmmm!
“Come, the spaghetti Bolognese Dad brought from home is ready and if you looked closely, you would have seen koeksisters in the fridge. Anyone interested? You need to unpack only your personal stuff. Dad and I have sorted out the house to the best of our abilities. You can sort out the rest later. Come!”
In the kitchen Mom put the casserole in the microwave and took 5 plates from the cupboard and cutlery from the drawer, and put it on the counter.
“The placemats are in the drawer in the buffet next to the dining room table. Juan, I found it in a box marked ‘Linen’. Get some and put it on the table please. The Bolognese would be warm in 30 minutes time.”
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We had a wonderful lunch and the discussions around the table were lively and like old times. No hard feelings and no animosity. It was as if nothing happened the day before. For a change, André was on his best behaviour and no jabs and piercing remarks.
“The one thing you could buy for the house would be a dishwasher Juan. I saw the AEGs were on special in the Mall. If you call them now, you could have it delivered tomorrow and installed, ready for use for after the party. What do you say?” Mom asked.
“That’s a great idea! Thanks Mom. Which store was it?” Juan asked. Mom gave him the name and number, and Juan called them on the spot.
“Hallo. I’m calling in connection with the special you have on dishwashers? OK, I’ll hold … Oh hi there! I’m calling in connection with the special on the AEG dishwasher … Yes, that’s the one … Yes … If you email me your banking details I could do an EFT right away. The address is La Rochelle Estates, number 13. Yes, it’s Juan du Toit speaking. My number and email address are …” Juan gave the assistant his details. “Could you please deliver and install the dishwasher tomorrow by 10 o’clock? … You could? … That would be great. … Yes … Thank you very much. As soon as I get your banking details, I’ll do an EFT. Please add a bag of dishwasher tablets … oh, the machine comes with a complimentary bag of 30 tablets? Thank you very much! Yes, thank you. Goodbye.”
“Well done! I’m impressed! You really are serious about this, my boy! I’m so proud and so happy for all of you,” Dad gushed and gave Juan’s arm a squeeze.
After we’ve cleaned up, we had koeksisters and coffee from the new machine in the lounge. The koeksisterswere also nice, but not as nice as the ones I got from Tant Ralie’s Kombuis.
The ambience in the lounge was just wonderful. Juan’s dark brown leather furniture was top-notch and very classy and comfortable. We sat on the 3-seater couch, with Juan in the middle and André and me on either side. Dad and Mom were on the 2-seater couch. There were two more single armchairs.
“You three look so happy! And what beautiful boys you are!” Mom gushed. The ‘old’ Mom was back! Now for her to meet Johann and Gunther … oh my …! “And your beards look so neat after you’ve trimmed them. You look like a million dollars.”
“Yes, we think we look respectable again, thanks to you Mom! Thanks!” André said.
“We’re going to leave you now so you could settle in and unpack your stuff. We’re having dinner with Mom’s friend and her husband. We’ll be here by 8 o’clock tomorrow, OK? Too early? Boys?”
“No, 8 would be fine, thanks Dad. Thanks again for everything you’ve done for us … we’re so indebted …! We really appreciate every gesture, every bit of help. Thanks …” Juan said.
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We spent the rest of the afternoon unpacking our clothes, our personal toiletries, some other stuff such as books, DVDs and computer stuff. We set up our desks in the study. André set up our WiFi router and we were good to go.
We walked through the house again and marvelled at everything Dad and Mom had done.
We took all the paintings and pictures and decided where they’d look the best. Juan and André hammered Hilti in to hang the pictures while I stood at a distance to check the height and placing on the wall. Our house was fast becoming a home.
We opened our MacBooks and checked for emails. Yes, there were emails from Claire, Johann, Pieter, Alessandro and Sven, and last, but not least, an email from Gunther … ahhh! Gunther!
Claire said the shoot for Nederburg would be finalised in the coming week and that it would be in 2 weeks’ time if all goes according to plan. She would keep us up to date.
Johann said the gentleman from the jewellery shop was ecstatic about the pictures of Juan’s and our hands. He wanted to know if we’d mind if he brought some jewellery from the shop to photograph us modelling it on Sunday. He said the owner trusted Johann enough to give him the rings and watches to take home. He was sure the jeweller would be happy and that he’d give us a tidy discount on top of our fee if we were to buy anything from him.
Johann also repeated the offer to have the overflow of guests in our house to stay in his house. His unit had 4 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. He said he’d be available the next morning for anything we wanted help with.
“Ah, rings! What do you say? Similar, but not identical rings for all of us?” Juan asked.
“No, Juan. What about Johann and Gunther?” I asked.
“If the owner gives us a discount, between Johann and me, I think we could manage 5 rings? Come on! I want us to have rings to show the world we love each other … André, what do you say?” Juan asked.
“Erm … I’ve never worn a ring before. Wouldn’t it be kind of creepy? All of us with rings, so suddenly?” Andre put in.
“No, it would be cool! Just think: we’d have rings that showed we are taken. Worn on the left hand’s ring finger, no less. It would also show Mom this isn’t just a phase! Come on! Let’s hear what the others say and what Johann could organise for us!” Johann said, clearly excited.
“OK, but let’s not jump in too deep, not straight away,” I said. “Let’s first hear what Johann and Gunther think of it.”
“OK, but it’s not off the cards, right?”
“No, but let’s hear what they say,” I said.
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Pieter’s email was to wish us well in the new house and that he was looking forward to the housewarming party. He confirmed the caterers were to deliver the food to the house at 4 o’clock. He asked if we needed anything else he could bring it from Cape Town.
The next one was from Alessandro and Sven. They were very happy about our new house and the developments between the 5 of us. They were extremely excited about the possible trip to Boss in London. They asked us to inform them timeously so they could arrange to be at home. They were willing to plan their possible trips to Italy and Norway around our dates if we did come to London.
The last one was from Gunther. He was thanking us for the flat, the furniture, the fully fitted and stocked kitchen … he was one happy man! He said how kind we were and how lucky he was to have met us. He said he’d be ready by 12 o’clock for me to pick him up the next day. He even offered to pick up the ice from the bottle store and keep it in the deepfreeze for us. What a nice gentleman!
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We decided to get flame-grilled chicken and salads from the take-out not too far back into town. It was a favourite and was very nice.
After dinner, we cleared the kitchen and sat down around the dining room table. We took stock of everything: the house, everything that Dad and Mom have done for us, the furniture, the groceries, the fridge, and coffee machine. Juan’s washing machine was still in perfect working order and Dad connected it. So, when the dishwasher was being delivered the next day, our home would be complete.
We tackled the housewarming: Dad had already brought the wine and put the white wines in Juan’s old fridge in the garage. Pieter has ordered the food. We decided I would have to get some snacks and some ciders and other popular drinks the next day. Juan said I should also rent some extra glasses from the bottle store. I had a substantial list of things to buy and get the next day.
Sleeping arrangements would be that Dad and Mom would stay with Mom’s friend again. They were having an early morning tea with a few friends on Sunday morning. With Dad and Mom ‘out the way’ (it sounded so crude!), Johann and Gunther could stay over with us. Johann would be able to accommodate up to 8 different guys, including Werner and Lukas in his house around the corner. Some of Juan’s colleagues would come, as well as a few of our classmates. We counted around 22 for the housewarming. Some of our friends were out of town and couldn’t come. Claire wanted to come but had to fly to Johannesburg for a conference. Dad’s and Mom’s friends they stayed with would also be joining us.
Fortunately, the weather forecast for Saturday was good, so we could move the party outside as well as inside the house.
Juan and André would sort out extra chairs from Johann and side plates, cups, mugs, and cutlery. André would make sure the connections of the hi-fi and his iPod were working properly so he could supply the music. It was around 9:30 when we decided to call it a night.
All was set when I excused myself to go douche and get ready for bed. The first sex in our own home!
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When I finished with my douche, I called Juan and André who were sitting around in the lounge and ribbing each other. We all bundled into the shower and after some jabs and ribbing and jokes, André was groping us and pulled our cocks together to compare them … again.
Juan’s cock was a gamechanger. To feel that dong in me was an experience, better and nicer every time it happened! I loved Juan’s cock. He precummed so much! And he shot a load of note, at least 30ml (about 6 teaspoons – it was a lot!). If it were in your mouth, you’d had to know how to swallow quickly otherwise you could be drowned! Really!
We washed, shampooed and groomed until we were rock-hard and already leaking precum. At last, we ended up buck-naked in our new bedroom.
André got out the fancy Italian lube and poppers and started sucking me. I took Juan’s big cock in my hands and just looked at it for a few seconds. It was so damn big and beautiful. It was veiny and as straight as an arrow. My hand just fitted around the shaft. Then I licked the precum leaking from the piss slit … ahhh! It tasted so good. Juan groaned and put his hand on my buttocks. He put his middle finger on my asshole and rubbed lightly. With his other hand he reached for André’s big hard cock and massaged the precum over the head. André groaned over my cock and moved his cock towards Juan for him to suck his cock.
Juan leaned towards André and took his cock into his mouth. Juan was a very good cocksucker and André’s cock disappeared balls-deep into his mouth. André moaned and I pushed as much of Juan’s cock into my mouth. His cock was just too big to fit into my throat.
André put his hand on my ass and started to push a finger into my hole. I groaned and he pulled out again and took some of my precum from his mouth and pushed it into me again.
‘Ding-dong’
“My godd! What time is it?” André asked and took his iPhone to check the time. “It’s just after 10. Who could it be? I’ll go check.”
André grabbed a pair of hockey shorts and trotted off, holding his hand in front of his tenting bulge. I moved to lie in Juan’s arm. I put my one arm under his chest and the other on his huge wet cock.
“Ahhh! My love, you’re too much! But I’d never grow tired of you and our love-making. You drive me nuts!” Juan kissed me on the forehead and hugged me tight.
“Johann! What a surprise! Come in! We’re in the bedroom. Juan, Anton! It’s Johann! Put on some clothes and come to the lounge!” André called.
“Lounge or bedroom?” Juan asked.
“Tough choice … should we be civil and go to the lounge first?” I asked.
“Ahhh! What a delight you are! If we go to the lounge, it would be buck-naked – agreed? Agreed?” Juan said and hugged me.
“You naughty man! Would you rather like Johann to join us … hmmm, my love? Want to double with him again …?”
“Are you coming?!” André shouted from the lounge.
“Ahhhh! Yes, we’re coming, but not yet … Yess! I want Johann to join us and yessssss! I want to double with him! Please! Oh fuck! You’re too much my love!” Juan said and kissed me. “Bring Johann here!” Juan called to André.
“I just returned from Cape Town and thought I’d pop in quickly to see how you guys were doing in the new house, and now … big hard-on, eh?” Johann put in. “André, right?”
“Yes, and yes, we were in bed … ja, it is a hard-on I’m hiding! Come in! We were about to have some fun!” André said when they walked into the master bedroom.
“Ahhh! Our 4th member of the clan! Come in! And welcome to our humble abode!” Juan quipped.
“What? Humble? Your house looks spic-and-span and so beautiful! And look at the bedroom! “But it’s obvious Claude’s WHORE HOUSE sign would be very appropriate right now!” My godd! It’s spectacular!” Johann gushed.
“Ja toe, Meneer Groot Piel!” [Yes OK, Mister Huge Dick!”] André put in.
“Yes, Dad and Mom …” I started.
“Beautiful! Very tasteful. And the picture over the bed … hmmm! That looks familiar! I’m glad you know a good photographer and had an enlargement made of it …” Johann said palming his big bulge … it was obvious his cock was hardening. “Hmmmm! And look at the decorations ón the bed … I want a bed like this!”
André pulled his hockey shorts off and walked up to Johann. “Come, let me help you. You're totally overdressed for this party!” André pulled Johann’s belt off and unzipped his designer jeans. Johann took his windbreaker off and unbuttoned his shirt. André pushed Johann’s pants to his knees and hauled the huge rubbery cock from Johann’s underwear. My mouth watered when I saw the big cock in André’s hand … godd! Wednesday night was memorable again! What a cock and what pleasure it brings! André pushed the skin back and revealed the huge cock head and I saw the cock twitch, and getting bigger and harder.
Johann took André’s hard cock in his hand and jacked it. He squeezed the precum out of the piss slit and rubbed it over the cockhead. “Ahhhh! Fuck! That feels great! Ahhhh!” André leaned in and kissed the tall blonde man with the gorgeous mouth and moustache. He put his hand behind Johann’s head and pulled him into a hot embrace. Their cocks pushed onto each other.
Juan pulled me closer and said: “Looks like the big anaconda is ready to crawl into you again. Hmmmm! Excited?”
“Yes always, but it will never replace you, my love!” I said and squeezed Juan’s big cock. I lifted my face and kissed Juan on his chin. He lifted my face and kissed me on my mouth.
“What a fucking big cock! Ready to plough my baby bro’s ass again?” André asked bluntly.
“Oh yes, always!” Johann said and gave André’s cock a squeeze. He sat on the bed and loosened his shoelaces. André sat on the floor and pulled off his shoes and socks.
“I can see why my baby bro loves your feet. They are so clean and nice! Real masterpieces.” I looked at Juan’s feet on the bed … still the most beautiful feet I’ve ever seen, but Johann’s feet were beautiful too.
“Come here and let’s make love to you and for you to make love to us. Come!” Juan said and stretched out his hand. Johann and André got onto the bed, cocks bobbing up and down. André’s cock was sopping wet and Johann’s cock wasn’t far behind in that category.
I put my hand out for Johann and he crawled into the crook of my arm. He leaned in and kissed Juan and then me. “Godd, you guys are just the best thing that has happened to me in all my life! I love you guys so much … damn!” and he kissed me again.
André moved in to lie in Juan’s other outstretched arm. He pulled André in and kissed him. “You're such a fucking sexy man, bro!”
“Try all you like, but I’m not bottoming for you again!” André said and jabbed Juan’s side.
I had Juan’s big hard cock in my hand and felt it was already very wet. I squeezed it and kissed his chest. I sucked his nipple into my mouth and heard him groaning.
Johann had my cock in his hand and was licking my tummy. His hand was jacking me and rubbing my precum over my cockhead. Next his mouth slipped over my cockhead and I felt the wet warmth enveloping my cock. Ahhh! I felt Johann moving down my body and my cock disappearing into his mouth. In no time my cock was balls-deep in his throat. His hand was fondling my balls and I gasped with my mouth around Juan’s nipple.
André took Juan’s other nipple into his mouth. Juan’s cock was twitching in my hand and was leaking huge amounts of precum by now. Juan was squirming under our hands. “Oh godd! Suck me please! Oh fuck! Put it in your mouth please!”
André and I moved down and I took the big cock in my mouth. André moved to his balls and sucked one in his mouth.
Johann was sucking me and had his one hand on my buttocks. It was obvious what he had in mind. Yess, please!
“Oh fuck! Stop for a bit! I’m about to cum! And not just yet! You guys are such sex hounds! Stop first please!” Juan said and pulled our heads from his groin.
Johann let go of my cock and I gasped. I was on the brink of cumming myself. He moved between André’s legs and put his cock in his mouth. Soon André was groaning and moaning. “Oh fuck! You’re a super cocksucker! You guys need to take some lessons from our man here!”
I lied down on top of Juan and looked deep into his eyes. “Do you still love me? Do you want to be inside me, you big oaf?” I ribbed him. He put his fingers in my sides and tickled me.
“How dare you ask me that, you naughty boy! No, of course I don’t want to be inside you! I want my dick to open you up and see if I could get you pregnant, you stupid boy! Ask that again, and I’ll tickle you till you wet yourself!” and put his fingers in my sides again. I wailed and wriggled out of his arms. “Now tell me: do YOU love me, you sexy boy? The wrong answer will cost you dearly!” Juan said aiming his hands at my sides.
“Yes, you beautiful big hunky hung hunk with the most beautiful hands and cock and feet … not necessarily in that order. But yes, I love you so, so very much!” and lied down on top of Juan. His big cock pushed into my tummy and his hairy body felt heavenly against mine. I put my nose against Juan’s and wiggled it. “Are you ready to put this huge tube of carnal pleasure into me? Every bit of its glorious 28cm into me? Balls-deep into me? Filling me up? Stretching me big time? Making love to me and filling me with lots of cum? Hmmm? Hmmmm?”
Juan put his fingers onto my ribs and said into my mouth: “You’re on thin ice to demand such despicable acts from me! You sure? Hmmm? I’m pretty big … did you know that?”
“Too much talking in this whorehouse tonight! It’s not Twitter chat!” Johann said.
“Stop this jibber-jabber and put your ass out. Johann has a big rubbery cock waiting to make you feel good. He’s ready to give you the Johann Special! And then I want to fuck you in his cum! Ready baby bro?”
Where DID Dad and Mom get this son?
“Yes, please? I haven’t had sex since Wednesday morning and am dying to fuck you, my boy! OK? My tanks are overflowing, as you can see!” Johann asked. I looked at him over my shoulder and saw his huge wet cock pointing at me. It was dripping with precum.
“Yes, of course. André, I’d love to suck you while Johann fucks me,” I said.
Johann moved in between my legs and pushed them apart. He pulled my bum into the air. He put his mouth over my ass and licked my clean hole. The tip of his tongue entered me and I squirmed.
Juan pushed his cock between my legs.
Johann was behind me and put his wet dick on top of Juan’s dick right at my hole. He took some precum from Juan’s huge cock and put it on my ass.
Johann rubbed the two wet cockheads over each other.
Johann pushed his cockhead onto my asshole and the combined precum was spread over my asshole. Johann pulled his cock out of the way and took Juan’s big cock between my legs and jacked it to get some more precum out of the huge cock. I felt Johann rubbing all the precum onto my asshole. I felt him pulling Juan’s skin back. My asshole felt sopping wet now. Johann put his cockhead on my hole and took my hips with his hands and pushed his cockhead in my hole. I felt the big head stretching my sphincter muscle. The big head was entering me. Johann pulled out and moved the cockhead around my hole to spread the precum. He pushed again and the big cockhead pierced my sphincter again. This time the head slipped into me and stretched my hole.
Juan’s cockhead was just below Johann’s dick entering my hole.
I groaned and pushed back. I wanted more of Johann’s big cock in me! Oh godd! I loved this man’s cock in me! Apart from being a hung hunk, he also was a super person and sexy as fuck!
Johann pulled his cock out and spread more of his and Juan’s precum over his cock and my hole. Juan’s cock was still between my legs in front of my hole. It was still leaking lots of precum. Johann’s cock was rubbing over Juan’s cockhead and was being lubricated with Juan’s precum. Johann pulled out again, milked some of his copious precum and rubbed it over his cock. He pushed into me again, still with Juan’s cock rubbing on the underside of his own cock. Johann pushed in deeper and I felt the big rubbery head rubbing over my prostate.
I groaned and Juan held my head to his face and kissed me. “Relax my love! Just relax and enjoy!”
André moved in over Juan’s head with his balls on Juan’s mouth, and pointed his cock at my mouth. I opened my mouth and felt the big wet head slipping into my mouth. I felt Juan’s mouth open below his balls and sucking them into his mouth.
By now Johann’s cock was all slippery with his own precum and Juan’s precum being added onto the underside of Johann’s cock shaft. Johann pushed in again and the big 29cm slippery cock slid deep into me. The head stretched me and slipped past my inner sphincter.
“Ahhhhh!”
Johann held onto my hips and pushed deeper into me. I groaned around André’s cock in my mouth and pushed back to get more of the huge cock in my hole. The big rubbery cock was balls-deep in me.
Oh my godd! It felt incredible again.
I sucked André’s cock and tasted his precum. His hands were on my back and in my hair, touching me and massaging me. It felt good. He was groaning with his cock in my mouth and his balls in Juan’s mouth.
Johann picked up speed and started to fuck me with long deep thrusts. It was clear he was horny. His cock was huge in me and made me feel so good. My prostate was massaged big time and I was ecstatic with sexual pleasure. Johann was one hell of lover! He bent forward and kissed me on my back. André’s hands were now massaging his head too.
“I’m going to cum! OK? A ‘Johann Special’, OK?” Johann said. He picked up speed and I felt he was about to cum.
I pulled off André’s cock and moaned: “OK, yes! Fuck me and give me a special! Oh fuck! You’re too much! I’m so close … ahhh!”
“Ahhhh! Here it comes! Oh fuck! It’s going to be a big load!”
Johann slammed into me and I felt his cock starting to spasm. He pulled out and he shot his first wad onto my hole and pushed back into me through his cum and shot another load into me. Juan pushed his cock higher to rub against Johann’s cock and it was covered in cum.
Johann pulled out again and the two cockheads were at my asshole and another wad hit me. The big cockhead was pushed into me again and it spasmed inside me.
Juan let go of André’s balls and slid lower and he aimed his cock at my hole. Oh-oh! He wants in! Oh my godd! Juan aimed his cockhead onto my slippery hole pushed his cockhead into my hole! Oh my godd! His huge thick cockhead was now in my asshole. I was stretched tremendously!
“Ahhhhhh! Oh my godd! My love, this is fantastic! Are you OK? OK? Oh godd!” Juan gasped and pushed another 2cm into me. His cock was so slippery and my hole was covered in Johann’s cum. The entry was easy enough but it stretched me a lot!
“Oh my godd! Juan, your cock is so fucking big! Oh fuck!” I gasped.
Juan took my hips and he and Johann pushed and pulled and Juan’s big cock slid in deeper below Johann’s big rubbery cock.
I gasped and marvelled at what was happening. My godd! I had these two huge cocks in me once again!
Johann pulled his cock back a bit and Juan pushed his cock past Johann’s cock deep into me. Johann’s cock slid back into me and they held still. Oh fuck! My hole was stretched a hell of a lot and it felt … fuck! It felt fantastic!
“Yess! Oh fuck! Yess! Oh godd!” I exclaimed. “Fuck me!”
André lifted off me and Juan’s mouth searched for mine. He pushed his tongue unceremoniously deep into my mouth. I sucked it hungrily and moaned. These men just knew how to make me feel good. Juan started to fuck me while Johann held his big rubbery cock still. Being at the bottom, Juan’s cock continued to scrape over my prostate and it made me feel so good!
“Oh my godd my love! I’m going to cum! Fuck! Not now! Oh no! André I want to suck you again! Give it to me! I want you to cum in my mouth! André!” I urged my brother on to put his cock in my mouth.
André positioned above Juan’s head and sat with spread legs on his knees over Juan’s face. His cock pushed into my mouth and he started to fuck my mouth.
“Ahhhh! Oh my godd! I’m going to cum! Anton, I'm going to cum!” André said.
“I’m also going to cum! My love, I’m going to cum!” Juan groaned beneath André’s balls.
“Hmmmm-hmmm!” was all I could ‘say’ with André’s cock in my mouth.
Johann was massaging my back and was slowly fucking me with his still big rubbery cock. I felt Juan’s cock swelling to gigantic proportions and then it happened … we had a three-way orgasm. Juan’s cock spasmed in my hole and started to shoot its monumental cumload into me. My prostate was in overdrive and I felt the cum churning in my loins. André’s cock pushed deeper into my mouth and he held onto my head. He started to groan and I knew he was about to cum in my mouth.
I groaned and felt my own cum shooting out onto Juan’s chest. Juan’s cock was now twitching as he was shooting his load into me. André’s cum filled my mouth and I had to swallow for all I was worth not to lose any of it. He held my head and pushed his cock deeper into my mouth. My cock was twitching and I felt my cum hitting my chest and when my chest touched Juan’s, I felt it was sopping wet.
Juan was groaning and his cock was still twitching
“Oh my godd! You’ll kill me my darling! Fuck! This was exceptional! Johann, you’re a sex dogg! Fuck! Your big cumload on Anton’s hole was just too good to miss out on! My darling, are you OK? My big cock rubbing against Johann’s big rubbery cock inside you was fantastic! Fuuccckkkk!”
I pulled off André’s cock and said: “It was special and spectacular. I loved it. You guys made me feel so special! Both of you are big, but I managed. Johann’s copious cum on my hole served as a good lube. You two are real sex doggs! Ahhhh!”
I lied down on Juan’s chest and straightened my legs. I felt Johann lying down on top of me. His and Juan’s cocks were still deep inside me. I was sandwiched between two of the men I loved very much. Their big cocks were 28cm and 29cm deep inside me. And I was filled with between 30 and 50ml of hot creamy cum. Wow!
André came to lie down next to us and put his hand over my head and tousled my hair. “You’re a tiger in bed, baby bro! I’m so impressed! You are the man!”
Juan put his one arm out and pulled André into the embrace. I turned my head towards André and he lifted his head and kissed me. “I love you so much, baby bro!”
“I love you too, bro! And you Juan. And you, Johann! You guys are phenomenal. This was epic. Oh my godd!” I gushed.
Juan’s other hand was pulling Johann closer on top of me. Johann was kissing my cheek and whispered: “Oh fuck! What a sensational man you are! I love you … ‘baby bro’!”
I lifted my head and kissed Juan. He said: “Hmmmm! André, you delinquent, your cum tastes great! Hmmmm! I want a load of that in my mouth again soon! Fuck! We are a bunch of horn doggs!”
Johann sighed and pushed his big rubbery cock deep into me again and kissed me. His weight on top of me pushing me into my own cum on Juan was magical. My fuck! It was sensational.
“I don’t know whether you know it, but the two of you aren’t exactly midgets! It feels good to have you on top of me, but I can't breathe. Please sit up a bit … ahhh!”
Juan sighed when Johann and I lifted off him a bit to give him a breather. He took a few deep breaths and pulled us back on top of him. “I wish we could fall asleep like this. My cock against yours inside my love feels so good, and you on top of me … oh fuck! I’m beginning to become a sex fiend! It’s all your fault my love! It’s YOU who drive us so mad with desire!”
We lifted again to give Juan a breather … and down again.
“I think you guys need to roll over onto your sides. Otherwise, you're going to crush this beautiful big oaf! And I for one don’t want that! I love the ogre too much to see him crushed to death in the act of love!” André said and pulled us towards him. We rolled over holding tight to each other to stay in position and to keep Juan’s and Johann’s huge cocks inside me.
“Ahhh! Oh fuck! Your huge cocks feel fantastic!” To give Juan better access to my hole, I lifted my upper leg and put it over Juan’s middle. His cock was going soft and I felt it starting to slip out of me … No! But there wasn’t anything I could do to prevent it. When it slid out, I clenched my hole and as the big cockhead slipped out, I managed to contain the cum. Just as well: we were on brand-new linen, and the next day Mom would have wanted to showcase the house and brag with it in front of the guests. Everybody was going to see the master bedroom sometime the next day. So, no cum on the sheets!
André was on his knees and took Juan’s big rubbery cock into his mouth and sucked it balls-deep into his mouth.
“Ahhhhh! My godd! André, you’ll kill me … ahhhh! Oh godd! Oh fuck!” Juan gasped.
Johann pushed his cock deep into me again and whispered: “You OK, my love?” ‘My love’? Now I was ‘my love’ to him too!
“Yes, I’m OK! Your cock feels so good in me,” I whispered back.
André pulled off Juan’s cock and started to lick his chest clean. “Hmmmm! Baby bro, you know how to spray a man’s chest!” He leaned forward and licked my chest to get the rest of my cum. “It tastes so nice! Fuck!” He collapsed on his back and put an arm out to touch Juan’s face. “I love you, you big oaf! You rock!”
I touched his face too and whispered: “I love you so much … oh my godd! I'm the happiest man to have 4 guys who love me!”
“Four? Is Gunther still part of this picture? Really?” Johann asked. “He has to be spectacular for you to allow him into the folds of … this!” Johann said.
“Wait till you meet him tomorrow! You’re going to love him! Guaranteed!” Juan said.
“Oh, OK. Can't wait to meet another guy who makes our ‘baby bro’ feel good. He must be sensational …” Johann said. He was a little bit unsettled about Gunther.
“How do you like our pad? Nice, eh?” Juan asked. “Dad and Mom went to town with it. It’s off the radar. We were so impressed, especially after Wednesday …” Oh fuck! Juan!
“Why? What happened Wednesday? Did your Mom make a scene about me at the flat? Oh my godd! I'm sorry guys!” Johann said.
We gave Johann some details and when we ended our rendition, he sighed … “Oh, that’s a relief. That means I won’t have to worry about seeing them tomorrow?”
“Yes, now it’s poor Gunther’s turn …” André put in. André! Fuck bro!
“What? What is going to happen with that? Your parents know about him too?” Johann asked, sounding astounded.
We gave him the run-down of what happened after he left, and what was said between the three of us and our parents.
“We’ll see tomorrow. Mom might not make a scene tomorrow, if at all. Dad has a way with her and I think he has her under control,” André said.
“Johann, sooner or later it is going to happen that Gunther will join us on this bed – perhaps tomorrow night. We’ll not force you into anything and Gunther is also apprehensive about the whole thing. But we really want it to work. You are a fantastic guy and we’ve already ‘allowed’ you into the circle, and to be honest, we’ve fallen in love with you. But, we also like Gunther very much. He really is one hell of a smart and very attractive and nice guy. He looks good enough to become a model himself. He too isn’t riff-raff. When you see it and experience the man in the flesh, you’ll agree with us that he is a great guy!” Juan explained to Johann.
“I love you guys very much and this one,” he touched my face, “is very special to me. I didn’t know us three wouldn’t be enough for him … This guy must be exceptional then …” Johann trailed off.
“He is spectacular! And ‘this one’ likes him very much, and loves to get that huge cock in his ass. And, we like him too. He is kind, gentle, intelligent and a nice guy. He just happens to be gay too and he has an incredible cock that my darling loves very much. It is nothing like I’ve ever seen before. and loves to fuck our ‘baby bro’ here. It is a wondrous thing to see. We’re really looking forward to see you and Gunther together fucking Anton. The fact that your cock is so rubbery, might just make it possible,” Juan said.
“My love, just relax! I love you all very much and it just happened that I … we … fell in love with Gunther too. It just happened. He is just such a nice guy. We could all be happy together. He is not a freak or rude or full of it. He is just … nice!” I said and clenched my hole over Johann’s cock in me.
“Ahhhh! Oh my godd! You’ll still be the end of me!” Johann groaned. “OK, let me meet him tomorrow and see what he is like. When is he coming?”
“I’m going to fetch the ice and some other stuff by 12 o’clock. Do you want to come with me? It would give you a chance to really get to know him a bit without holding back in front of Dad and Mom. Please come with me?” I asked Johann.
“OK, maybe I’ll kill him before we get home to spare your carpets the blood … I’m joking! You know I’m not the violent type! Yes, I’ll come with you. I hope he is as spectacular as you say he is,” Johann said with some concern in his voice.
“Actually, I have a few pics of him on my iPhone. Some of his huge cock too if you’re interested. Want to see?” André asked.
“Oh, OK. Please show me.”
André pulled up the Photo App on his iPhone and opened the folder he named “Our Guys”, and showed a picture of the very handsome Gunther. Johann took the phone and looked at the picture, even pinching the picture to enlarge it. “Hmmmm! Not bad! I must give it to you, if this is what he looks like in real life, he couldbecome a model! May I swipe to the next photos … ahhhh! Oh my godd! Is that thing for real? My love? You’re phenomenal to take on that huge cock! It really is much bigger than mine or yours Juan! It’s spectacular like you’ve said. OK, you’ve convinced me. I’d love to meet him and be in the bed with him while he fucks you, my love!”
“Then it’s settled. Gunther is staying over tomorrow night and we hope we could have some fun with you and him,” Juan said.
“OK, enough of the Jerry and his donkey dong. Anyone for Coke? I’m parched. Anyone coming with me? Johann, you still want to be in my baby bro? Yes? You sex dogg! Gunther is not going to replace you. You’ll just have to learn to share. Pull out and let’s have some Coke in the lounge. OK?” André asked.
Johann pulled out of me against his will. He took the towel I put next to bed and wiped his cock dry. He lifted my leg and wiped my ass, and then my chest too.
We all bundled to the kitchen to get some Coke. Johann marvelled at how Dad and Mom outfitted the kitchen for us.
After we had Coke, Johann said he’d rather go sleep in his own bed. “One morning of your mom walking in on us was enough! Let her get used to the idea before we spring it on her again!” Johann quipped.
“Ah, ja – and then there is still Gunther she will have to get used to!” André put in.
Johann retrieved his clothes and hugged and kissed us. He was off and we bundled back into our bed. Juan was behind me, and André was in front of me, hugging me close to him.
I felt Juan’s big cock between my legs … it was wet! The dogg! He has sneaked some lube into the bed and was prepared for an all-nighter!
= To be continued =
