When Hitler went down the railway car, after his conditions had been dictated to the French officers, and as he walked not too far from where Will and Lutz were standing, they could see how triumphant the Fuhrer looked. They stood at attention, while the "Deutschland Über Alles " and the "Horst Wessel Lied" were played by an army band... Then, they saw him leave...

"Shit", Will later said... "I knew it would be big... but not that big..."

"I know... Now, let"s go, cause the French officers and their own translators may need our help...", Lutz replied.

Not knowing what was going at Rethondes, Paul was busy taking a call from the Swiss Embassy, where his presence was requested because, it seemed, they had an important message for him there...

Later that day, monsieur Pierre drove Paul to the Embassy, where he was greeted by the Ambassador himself...

The Ambassador explained that they had received a very long message from the Swiss Embassy in Lisbon. Because the message was coded, it took some time before the text had been established, the Ambassador explained. The message was from monsieur le Ministre De Brion, Paul"s father...

Pas was stunned... Why Lisbon, of all places?

"Because Portugal is not at war with Germany...", the Ambassador explained...

Then, the Ambassador introduced Paul to a young guy who was part of the Ambassador"s staff. His name was Franz, and Paul should have complete confidence in him, the Ambassador explained. Franz would assist Paul writing his reply to his father, since the reply had to be coded before it was sent... But first, Paul could take all his time, reading his father"s message, as they would be at his disposal when need be... The Ambassador gave Paul the dispatch, and showed him to a private room.

Paul started reading it, as his hands were shaking. He was glad he was alone...

In the long message, Paul"s father explained that all the family had fled to Lisbon, where they intended to leave for America. As a member of the French Cabinet, Paul"s father had refused to be associated with the most recent decisions made by the Government, and had prefered to give his resignation! Paul"s father didn"t intend to come back to Paris... and he would not come back until the Germans had left...

His father had heard his own mother had died, and he wanted Paul to join them in Lisbon so, as soon as possible, they could all leave for America. All would be arranged by the Swiss Embassy, and Paul didn"t have to worry about a thing, the message said. A quick reply from Paul was expected.

Paul took his time, reading the message twice.

Then he informed the Ambassador he was ready to reply...

"You don"t have to worry, young man, there will be no danger for you to travel to Lisbon... You will travel there in an official car from the Embassy, with Swiss papers...", the Ambassador kindly said to Paul.

"Thank you very much, Sir, but I"m not going anywhere. I"m staying right here, in Paris... and I have my own plans...", Paul replied.

"Oh but...", the Ambassador replied...

"Yes, Sir... I"m ready to write my reply to my father..."

"Of course..., Please follow me..."

They went to Franz"s office, where Paul sat. Franz smiled to him, and Paul found he was a very good-looking guy... In fact, Franz looked a lot like Paul... same hair colour, same green eyes... except he was a bit smaller than Paul... about 5"10, Paul would say...

"Now my young friend, I leave you with Franz here... He will help you in anyway he can with your reply... And should you need my assistance, please, just ask for me... Your father and I are good friends, and we will help you the best we can..." the Ambassador explained, with a very kind smile on his face.

"Thank you very much, monsieur l"Ambassadeur..." Paul replied.

After the Ambassador had left, Franz looked at Paul and said:

"Now, Sir, what is your reply?"

"Call me Paul, please... no "Sir" with me, please..."

"Okay Paul... you can call me Franz... it"s gonna be easier..."

"Yeah!", Paul answered... "Now, let"s work on that reply..."

So Paul explained to his father he was glad they were all safe in Lisbon, that he understood his father"s motivations, not wanting to come back to Paris, but that for his part, he didn"t want to leave Paris. He went on explaining that everything was all right, here in Paris... and that he was alright. He further explained all about his plans... that he could managed the family business, here in Paris, with the help of Maître Lanlois, their Attorney, and that his father could supervise the whole thing from New-York... Paul added he had already gone through all the important papers, and that he knew what he was doing.

He also added: "I"m growing up, dad... and I"ve grown a lot since you have left. Let me live my life... I"ll make you proud!"

Paul also said that he was very resolute with his decisions, and that he would not go to Lisbon. The reply ended with Paul saying he loved them all... He missed them... and that in the future, they could communicate through the Swiss Embassy, or even through the American Embassy here, in Paris...

Franz was stunned by the reply...

"Are you sure you want me to send that reply?, he asked Paul...

"Yep! That"s it. I had time to think, you know... over the last few days... I know what I"m doing! And I"m gonna do it!", Paul replied.

"Okay then...", Franz answered, grinning... Now, I"m gonna type your message on that machine over there... The machine will code it, then we can send it to our Embassy in Lisbon... Don"t worry, the Germans can"t decipher our code... and we change it quite often...

"Take your time... I"m in no hurry..." Paul replied, smiling at Franz.

After a while, the whole message was coded and sent to Lisbon.

"Now, I"m sure that, later, we"ll receive a reply from your father", Franz said...

"That"s to be expected, I guess... But in the meantime, why don"t we go out and have something to eat... I"m starving... Are you free for lunch? You"re my guest..." Paul asked Franz...

"Thanks... There"s no obligation, you know..."

"I insist...", Paul replied, smiling at Franz...

"Give me five minutes... I"ll check with the Ambassador, to make sure he doesn"t need me..."

"Sure..."

Later on, Franz was back with a big smile on his face, saying he was free to go, but didn"t know where they would find something open, not too far from the Embassy...

"Will find something...", Paul replied... "Come on..."

So they walked for a while and, true enough, they found a small place opened for business, where they could order a decent meal.

While they were eating, Paul could sense Franz was checking him out... Taking glances at Paul, when he thought Paul was not looking... It was obvious to Paul that Franz felt attracted to him... "He must be gay...", Paul thought. Although he"s very attractive, Paul thought, he"s in for a big disappointment...

After their lunch, they walked back to the Embassy, and Paul had no doubt by now that Franz was indeed checking him, all over...

They went back to Franz"s office, and waited for a reply to come in... making small talk in the meantime...

"How old are you Paul", Franz asked...

"Eighteen. I"ll be nineteen next August... And you?"

"Twenty", Franz answered.

"Same age as my friend Will..."

"Oh... and who is Will, may I ask?"

"Look, Franz... I won"t play cat and mouse with you... I"m gay, and Will is my boyfriend. And I"m maddly in love with him. That"s the reason why I want to stay in Paris. I"m not leaving him..."

"WOW! You"re a direct and honest guy, Paul", Franz answered....

"Well I feel that to you, I can tell the thruth..."

"Why?"

"Because I saw how you were checking me out, earlier... and, unless I"m mistaken, I think you"re gay too, Franz... And if so, I want you to know I"m already taken... you know..."

Now Franz was blushing scarlet red, hearing Paul say that...

"Is it so obvious?", Franz asked, looking at the carpet...

"No. No... That"s not what I mean Franz... You don"t look like a fag at all... You"re very masculin... Very good-looking... and I swear if I was not so much in love with Will, I could fall for a guy like you...", Paul answered.

"Thanks Paul... You see... it"s not easy to find a nice decent guy... And as you know, I can"t go around, saying I"m gay and that I"m looking for someone to love... If they new I"m gay, here at the Embassy, I would loose my job..."

"I understand", Paul replied... "But I"m sure you"ll find someone... Somewhere, there"s a nice guy waiting for you... You"ll find him. Don"t worry..."

"I hope so... When I saw you earlier... I thought you were that guy... you know... I even experienced shortness of breath, seeing you... You"re so..."

"Gorgeous?", Paul said, laughing...

"Yeah!... That"s what..."

"I know... Will says that all the time to me... But then, that"s what I say to him too... cause he"s really gorgeous..."

"You"re so lucky, Paul..."

"So Franz, I sure can"t be your boyfriend... but we could be friends... you know... if you"re okay with that, that is..."

"I would love to be friend with you Paul... Sure... (...) Hey: Something is comming in... look..."

Indeed, a reply from the Swiss Embassy in Lisbon was comming in... Franz took a pen and started to write it down... Paul looked, but the message didn"t make sense to him... He kept silent, as Franz kept writing it down, pages after pages...

Then, Franz stop writing.

Franz took all the pages and began typing the text on the machine. As Paul watched, he could see that, on the other side of the special machine, a new text was appearing...

"How does it work?", Paul asked...

"Oh, it"s very simple... as simple as ABC... the coded message is sent over the air waves...

"But then, anybody can hear it?", Paul said...

"Yeah... but what they would hear would mean nothing to them... You"ve got to have this machine here to decipher the message... No machine... no message... And do I need to tell you those machines are highly secret... and closely kept... You"ve seen the guards outside, at the door?"

"Yes..."

"Well, they would shoot anyone trying to get in here without proper clearance... Now Paul, take the message and read it. Do you want to go to a more private place to read it?"

"No need Franz... you"re my friend and I can trust you, as the Ambassador said...", Paul answered, smiling.

Paul read the message.

His father understood. He was glad Paul was growing up, and he was proud of him. His mother was not too happy with the whole idea... but would respect Paul"s decision: She had to, because there was no way they could force Paul to come to Lisbon... Yes, Paul was requested to make contact with Maître Langlois, who would be very helpful... Through the Swiss Embassy, Paul"s father would make all the necessary arrangements so that Paul could take charge, not only of their business in Paris, but also in Switzerland... And from New-York, Paul"s father would take charge of their business in America. Once a week they would communicate through the Swiss Embassy... Paul"s father would tell the Ambassador how to proceed... Paul didn"t need to worry about that, since the Ambassador was a good friend of his, and the Swiss knew that the De Brion had large investments in Switzerland: That would help a lot... A few other details were also examined by Paul"s father, then the message ended with a short note from his mother... telling him how much she loved him... How much they all loved him..."

"YEAH!!!" Paul shouted, jumping to his feet!

Franz stared at him, not knowing what to say or do...

"YEAH!!!, I"m staying in Paris... and I"m in charge! YEAH!!! Now, I guess I must speak to the Ambassador...", Paul said.

"Yes... Maybe we could call his office and see if he"s available...", Franz answered with a smile...

A moment later, Paul and Franz were sitting with the Ambassador, in his office... and Paul was showing him the message they had just received from Lisbon... The Ambassador read it, then said:

"Well, I think your father is right, being proud of you young man... And I"ll always be there for you... to help you and assist you... You can count on me as well an the Embassy"s staff...", The Ambassador said, looking at Paul, then at Franz...

"Absolutely...", Franz answered, smiling at Paul.

"Thank you, Sir... And thank you Franz for your help...", Paul replied.

As Paul was leaving the Embassy, he looked at Franz and said to him:

"Hey, give me your phone number... you already have mine, don"t you? So, we can call each other... you know..."

"My pleasure", Franz replied with a very big smile, as he gave Paul his phone number.

Paul left the Swiss Embassy and went back home, where he held a small meeting with madame Louise and her husband, to let them know about his father, and tell them he was now in charge... Everything went smooth, and Paul was very satisfied with their reactions...

On Friday, Paul finally got in thouch with Maître Langlois, who was back and had already received a long message from Paul"s father, through the Swiss Embassy...

On that day, Paul met with the Attorney and they agreed that on Monday, June 24th, they would call a meeting of all the company"s employees present, and that, first, Maître Langlois would explain the situation to them and then, Paul would make a small speech. He would tell the employees that, from now on, he was the boss here in Paris, and that they were all expected to fulfil their duties with the same efficiency as they had in the past, under his father"s management. To those who could resent his new management, due to his young age, Paul would make it very clear he was expecting their resignation, and that a severance pay would be paid to them. But anyone who would decide to stay now, and later challenge his leadership would then be fired on the spot, without pay!

Further more, Paul gave Maître Langlois a list of things he would need and, among them were direct phone lines to Geneva, New-York and... Berlin!

"Berlin?", the Attorney asked... "But you don"t do business in Germany, as far as I know..."

"We will...", Paul replied. "I intend to make some investments in Berlin, in order to make some contacts over there, and get to know as many important businessmen in Berlin as I can... I know that, in the end, if they loose the war, our investments over there would be lost... but I don"t care... In the meantime, I"m buying an insurance policy: If we know and do business with people in high places in Berlin, well... things are going to be much easier, here in Paris... In other words, I"m gonna buy "protection"..."

"I see you"re a lot like your father... quite a shrewd person, for a young man your age...", the Attorney answered, grinning... "And later next week, we"ll have to meet again to discuss your Grandmother"s estate: I am the executor of her last will, as you may know, and you"re the only heir to your Grandma"s estate..."

"Does my father know about that?", Paul asked...

"Oh yes, he does. When your Grand-father died, your father inherited the company and the rest of his estate... Your Grandmother had money of her own, you know, and she was quite a wealthy person... As you are her oldest grandson, you inherite everything... Among other things, she had some inversments here, in France, but most of her money is invested in America... Perhaps, you will want to repatriate those investments... You also inherit her small Château, near Paris..."

"Yes... But concerning her investments in America, I will repatriate nothing. That"s another insurance policy I"ll keep... and I"ll ask my father to manage those investments... as for the rest, we"ll see later... I presume you"ll give me a full report concerning her estate...", Paul answered.

"Yes. You"ll have it next week...", the Attorney replied, smiling...

"Fine... And thank you very much for your help, Maître... It"s a pleasure, working with you, and I count on you..."

"You can count on me, do not worry...", the Attorney said, before he left.

On Sunday, Will called: They were back... and he would tell all to Paul, where they had been... as soon as they would meet... Both Lutz and him would be on leave for two days, as he had said, starting at 18h00, Monday night. Yes, Lutz had agreed to come along, and was eager to meet Paul... Paul told Will they could meet at the company"s head office on the Champs Elysées Avenue... Paul would bring civilian clothes for Will as well as for Lutz... so they could change, leave their uniforms there, and get them back next Wednesday night... Will had told Paul Lutz was about the same size as Paul was, so there would be no problem with the clothes...

Now Paul was so excited: Soon, he would see Will again, and they would spend some good time together!

Monday morning came fast and, as agreed with Maître Langlois, there was a meeting at the Head office, with the employees that had returned to Paris... Some were still missing, but most of them were there...

The meeting went well, as most employees were too happy just having their jobs back. No one resigned.

Later, Paul had a long meeting with his father"s personnal secretary, madame Mercier. Paul needed her help, as she was very competent and knew everything concerning the company"s business... But she wasn"t an easy person... Very stiff... and very susceptible...

Paul gave her is most charming smile and told her how much she was important to him... How much he was reliant on her... Hearing what Paul had said to her, she went as red as the Nazi flag, and assured Paul he could count on her...

Paul told her she was promoted to the rank of General manager, and he gave her a very big raise...

She was ecstatic when she left Paul"s office, and Paul smiled to himself, knowing that now, he had her inside his pocket!

At the end of the day, as usual, everybody left the office and, before leaving the office, madame Mercier asked if he needed anything else... No, Paul replied... He told her that Tuesday and Wednesday, he wouldn"t be at the office, so she would be in charge. She was beaming... He also told her he was expecting two gentlemen, and asked her to make sure the door-keeper knew about that...

After she had left, Paul took time to go through some papers and later, he received a call from the door-keeper, telling him two German officers were standing in the entrance hall, asking for him...

Paul went downstairs and met with Will and Lutz... He smiled at them and, looking at the door-keeper, he said:

"That will be all for today... Thank you... and don"t forget to lock the doors when you leave..."

"Yes, Sir! Have a good evening, Sir!", the door-keeper respectfully replied.

Looking at Will and Lutz, Paul said:

"Please, follow me gentlemen..."

They took the elevator and went to Paul"s office. As soon as they got there, Paul turned to Will and said:

"God, Will... I missed you so much..."

"So did I...", Will answered, with a big smile on his face...

They refrained from kissing because of Lutz, of course...

"And you must be Lutz... Will told me so much about you... I"m so glad to meet you...", Paul said, giving Lutz his most sincere smile...

"I heard a lot about you too, Paul... and I"m glad I finally get to know you", Lutz answered, smiling at Paul...

"Now I have civilian clothes here for you, so you can change... We"ll put your uniforms here, as my office will be locked, and I"m the only one to have a key... So, no problem... Get changed, and then we"ll go to our mansion and have supper and have some fun...", Paul said.

Just to make sure Lutz didn"t feel uncomfortable, Paul left the room and closed the door behind him, so that Will and Lutz could change...

"Now I see why you like him...", Lutz said to Will... "He"s very good-looking... and he"s cool too"...

"Yeah... told you so...", Will replied, grinning...

While they were changing, Paul thought to himself how good-looking Lutz was... 6" feet tall... Very well built, with blond curly hair ant the most beatiful blue eyes he had ever seen... Yeah... his girlfriend Klara was very lucky to have a guy like that, Paul thought.

After a few minutes, the door opened, and Paul looked at Will and Lutz, now dressed in civilian clothes...

"WOW", Paul exclaimed... "You look stunning... both of you..."

"Thanks", they both replied, with big smiles on their faces...

"Now, before we leave, I"d like to say something to you Lutz...", Paul said.

"... Yes...", Lutz answered, with a worried frown...

"First, you"ll realize I have a lot of money, but that"s not my fault. I didn"t earn that money... it"s just that I was born into a wealthy family... but as you"ll discover, I"m a very simple guy... and I"m just like you two guys... so there is no need of silly ceremony among friends, if you see what I mean..."

"Yeah... Thanks, Paul....", Lutz replied, smiling...

"And there"s another thing I want to say... Now, I understand Will already told you about the two of us..."

"Yes, he did", Lutz answered...

"So I want you to know that I do love Will... and that I have no interest in other men... Not at all... you included... So feel at ease with that... I know you have a girlfriend back in Berlin, and I"m glad you do. I just wanted to make things perfectly clear between us, so you don"t go thinking that I could try to make a pass at you... That will never happen... I respect you, as I know you respect Will and I..."

"Thanks a lot Paul... Will told me you were an honest and sincere guy... Now I see that it"s true, and I appreciate that. Although I"m not gay, I don"t care about what the two of you do together... it"s none of my business, and I want you to know I don"t pass judgment on that... Now that things are clear between us, I feel much more comfortable with the two of you... This matter is now settled in my mind, and I don"t think it needs further discussions, does it?", Lutz said...

"No, Lutz... things are clear...", Paul replied... "Now, let"s get the hell out of here, and have some fun..."

"Before we leave, can I use your bathroom?", Lutz asked Paul...

"Sure... at the end of the corridor, to your left...", Paul replied.

While Lutz went to the bathroom, Paul went to Will and they began kissing...

"Thanks Paul for what you just said to Lutz..."

"I"m sincere, you know that...", Paul answered...

"I know Paul, that"s one of the reasons why I love you so much... Of course... there are other reasons... you know...", Will said, with the most beatiful sexy grin on his face.

"... You, sexy guy... wait until tonight...", Paul answered, grinning.

"Ohhhhh... I"m already getting hard, just thinking about that...", Will answered, grinning too...

"Yeah! I can feel that... Now, get it down, before Lutz comes back..."

Lutz took all his time in the bathroom... He didn"t need to go to the bathroom... He just wanted to give Will and Paul a chance to... you know...

When he came back, he looked at Will and Paul, and said, smiling:

"Sorry I wasn"t gone much longer..."

They all burst out laughing, then they left and went to Paul"s mansion.

"Shit! Paul... I"ve never seen a place like that before... Will told me your family was rich, but I mean... that"s something... I can"t believe I"m in here... in such a beatiful place...", Lutz exclaimed, as they went inside Paul"s mansion...

"Feel right at home... Now come, I"ll show you your room... and then we"ll have supper...", Paul replied, smiling to Lutz...

Paul showed Lutz his room... at the end of the corridor... far from his own room... Lutz left his belongings there, and after, they all went to the drawing-room for a drink...

"What about a cold beer, guys?, Paul asked...

"Hell yeah!", Will and Lutz said.

They all had a beer, then a second one, then a third...

"So your governess and your gardner are back?", Will asked...

"Yeah... You"ll see them tomorrow... Madame Louise prepared the supper for us and then, I gave her the night off", Paul answered...

Then Paul explained to Will and Lutz all that had happened the last few days... The messages he had exchanged with his father, through the Swiss Embassy... The meeting with the employees... everything... He even told them about Franz, from the Swiss Embassy...

"Poor guy...", Will said... "I hope we"ll have a chance to meet him... you know... he must be pretty lonely, all alone here, in Paris"

"Yeah"... Lutz said... "...I know how he must be feeling... It would be fun meeting him... as long as he knows I"m not "available"... you know..."

They all started laughing, then went to the dining-room madame Louise had reopened, and ate the supper she had prepared... They drank wine, and had some fun...

After supper, they went back to the drawing-room and Will told Paul about where they had been and what they had seen at Rethondes...

"He forgot to mention that we also saw the devil himself, there...", Lutz said.

"Huh?", Paul replied...

"Yeah... We saw Hitler...", Lutz answered... "And I heard that he even visited Paris, last Sunday..."

"Yeah... I"ve heard that too", Will said.

"And I"ve heard the big swine will also be in town soon, to plunder... as usual...", Lutz added...

"Who?", Paul asked...

"The big swine", Lutz replied, with a grin on his face "... you know... Göring..."

Paul burst out laughing, hearing how Lutz was calling Reichsmarschall Göring...

"I would laugh too", Will said... "If it wasn"t so saddening..."

"You"re cool Lutz... I like that", Paul said... laughing...

"Hey... I"m just trying to go through this damn war without a scratch, you know...", Lutz answered...

"Yeah...", Paul replied, still laughing...

"Oh... and I forgot to tell you..." Will said to Paul... "They will move us from Hôtel Meurice to a barrack, somewhere in Paris..."

"Yeah", Lutz added... "And I"ve been told that, as officers, we"re not under the obligation to go there... We"re allow to have our own place, and be on our own, here in Paris... but you know... with our small allowance... beside, it"s free at the barrack..."

"Do you know when you"ll be moving?", Paul asked...

"No. Not yet...", Will replied.

"Now I don"t know about you, guys, but I"m exhausted... What do you think we hit the sack?", Lutz asked...

"Yeah", Will replied, grinning at Paul...

"Oh, yes... yes..." Paul replied, a little uncomfortable...

"Come on, Paul..." Lutz said to him... "Do you think I have no clue as to what you two guys are gonna do tonight... Hell! I even envy you... All I have is my right hand, here... I would prefer to have a pretty girl though... you know..."

"Told you Lutz... Sometime or another, we"re gonna have to find one for you", Will answered, laughing...

"Yeah... I"m sure that could be arranged", Paul added, with is usual big smile...

"Go to hell, both of you", Lutz replied, laughing all the way to his bedroom...

Will and Paul were left alone in the drawing-room, and it didn"t take long before Will began passionately kissing Paul...

"Oh... it"s been so long since you"ve kissed me like that", Paul said.

"Yeah... Let"s go to your room, shall we?", Will said, grinning...

"OUR room...", Paul said...

"Yes... OUR room", Will replied...

As soon as they got to their room, both of them got undressed and they began kissing again... their pulsing dicks hard press one against the other...

In no time, they were in bed, as Will pressed his lips into Paul"s navel, before kissing his crotch, lowering his head. As Will"s lips touched Paul"s balls, he cried in ecstasy... Then, Will"s tongue traced the underside of Paul"s hard oozing dick. Will wrapped his right fist around it, squeezed it then guided it to his mouth... Paul was groaning and moaning and he shuddered when Will took his hard cock into his warm mouth...

"Ah... Shit, Will... It feels so good...", Paul said.

"Un-huh"... Will replied...

"Hey Will, let"s do a 69..." Paul suggested... "Let"s lay on our sides..."

In no time, they had assume the right position, and were sucking one another"s dicks... Paul softly moaned, tasting Will"s sweet pre-cum, and in no time, he had the head of Will"s big hard cock into his throat... Will gasped, as Paul was driving him wild...

Paul kept driving his dick in and out of Will"s hot mouth, his pre-cum flowing out of him like a river... Then, his dick glided deep inside Will"s mouth... where he began shooting his young jizz...

Paul pulled his head off Will"s cock, then said:

"Take it all, Will..."

"Um-huh..."

Then Paul resumed his position on Will"s hard prick and began deep throuting him... Just a few seconds later, Will quivered, then exploded into Paul"s mouth, Paul eagerly swallowing every drop...

Without a word, Will turned and went to Paul, and he started cum kissing him...

As their lips finally parted, Paul said:

"God... I"ve miss you so much..."

"I"ve miss you too, gorgeous...", Will replied...

As he loved so much to do, Paul cuddled into Will"s smooth body and Will"s embrace tightened for a moment...

"I"ll never tell you enough how much I love you, Paul..."

"I love to hear you saying that Will... Without you, I wouldn"t have the courage nor the strength to go on..."

"I don"t know why you say that... because sometimes, I feel so weak...", Will answered...

"Don"t say that, Will... I don"t like it when you say that... Without you, I would be nothing... I would be in Lisbon... on my way to America, still dependent on my father... the same immature guy I was before I met you. You"ve made me grow up, Will... and fast... That"s what you did! And thanks to you, I know now what true love means..."

"You had it all inside you, Paul...It"s just that now, you"ve discovered your strenght... You"ve discovered yourself..."

"That maybe so, Will, but you"re the one who made me discover myself... and I need you, to keep going on... (...) Will?

"What?"

"Promise me you"ll never get tired of me..."

"I swear to you Paul that I"ll never do. And I swear I"ll always be faithful to you..."

"And I swear I will always be faithful to you too, Will. I swear to that..."

"You know what, Paul... It"s almost like if, tonight, we were getting married, you and me..."

"We are, Will! That"s how I feel about you..."

"Me too..."

Paul turned to Will, and looking straight into his lover"s sparkling blue eyes, he said:

"You may think I"m silly and way too romantic, but tonight Will, in my heart, I marry you, Whilhelm Von Rundstedt... I"ll always be with you, for the best and for the worst, for as long as you will want me to be with you..."

"No... You"re not silly Paul... and I"m as romantic as you are... And I marry you too, Paul De Brion, and I will always be with you, for the best and for the worse... for as long as you will want me to be with you... (...) I will never break that vow, and only you could release me from it..."

"I make the same vow to you, Will... so only you can release me from it too... and from the bottom of my heart, I pray you never will..."

"I will not, Paul!"

After a long and tender kiss, Paul turned the light off, and they went to sleep, Paul tightly cuddled into Will"s strong arms...

"I wonder...", Paul asked, smiling...

"What?"

"I wonder if Lutz is wanking in his bed..."

Will chuckled, and answered:

"Don"t laugh... that"s what I would be doing if I had not met you..."

"Me too... I"ll help you finding him a good-looking girl... you know... But we"ll have to ask her first if she"s good at giving blowjobs..."

"That"s gross, Paul De brion!"

"Yeah... I know... but you love that, don"t you?"

"YES!" Will replied... "I love that... and I like the idea, trying to find a girl for Lutz..." Now, go to sleep, you scum..."

"Um-huh... Good night my love...", Paul said.

"Night Paul... sweet dreams..."

"I will, dreaming about you..."

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WILL THEY FIND A NICE GIRL FOR LUTZ... WHAT WILL HAPPEN? READ MY NEXT STORY, IF YOU WANT TO FIND OUT...