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Bisexual > My German lover : Part 2
By Jack Poitras,
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Before reading this story, I suggest you read Part 1 < They are here >, so
you can understand Part 2 better...
< ARE YOU GAY? >
Now Will and Paul were driving through Paris on their way to Paul"s home on
Avenue Foch. The night had fallen a while ago, and the streets were very quiet,
except for a few German patrols they had met on their way. As Paul was guiding
Will through the streets, he asked him:
"I"ve been with you since this morning, we"ve met many German officers, and not
once have I seen you give the Nazi salute to one of them. How come?"
Will looked at Paul with a grin on his face, and replied:
"You know, Paul, there"s a big difference between us, German soldiers in
general, and those Nazi guys. Most of us in the Wehrmacht, I mean... in the
German army are not Nazis. We are just soldiers, doing our job... Of course,
some soldiers are Nazis too, but they form a minority within the Wehrmacht. I"m
not a Nazi, for sure. Like many others in the army, I dont like to give the Nazi
salute... But if someone gives it to me, I have no choice, I must answer the
same way and give the salute..."
"I see. It"s a bit complicated, though..."
"Yeah, I know. I will have to give you a crash-course on that later. But for the
moment, just remember that if you see a soldier wearing a black uniform, that
means he"s not in the Wehrmacht, but part of the Schutzstaffel..."
"What"s that", Paul asked.
"The SS, if you prefer. You see, SS soldiers are not part ot the regular German
army, as I am. They form a second army... totally independent from the
Wehrmacht. They are totally self-reliant and are controled by Himmler, not by
the generals of the Wehrmacht High Command..."
"...So, why are you telling me that?"
"Because the guys in black uniforms are very dangerous, Paul. That"s why I"m
telling you that. Be very, very carefull with those guys. Never ever trust them.
Never run from them, be polite to them, but don"t trust them. Those SS men are
Nazis from head to toes..."
"... I"ll try to remember that..."
"No, Paul. Don"t just try. Make sure you never forget it. Have you ever heard
about the Gestapo?"
"... Oh, shit, yeah, I"ve heard stories about it..."
"... Well, the Gestapo is controled by the SS... If you see what I mean... And
if you want to make sure a guy is part of the SS, not only will he be wearing a
black uniform, but look at is black army cap: You"ll see a deathshead cap badge
on it. That"s the best proof you can get..."
"Don"t worry, Will. I"ll stay away from them. I swear."
Seeing he had made his point, Will"s face came back to its normal appeasing
state.
"... Here, on your left" Paul suddenly said to Will.
"...What?"
"Take that street on your left..."
"Oh, yes. Sorry. You said you had a few questions to ask me. What"s next?"
Paul smiled, hearing Will say that.
"Well, the next question is easier... I think".
"Go ahead..."
"How come you speak French so well?"
"Well, you see, when I was a kid in Berlin, we had a French family as our
next-door neighbour. They had a kid my age, and eventually we became good
friends, and I learned how to speak French playing with him. Later, I took
school lessons, though. Because of that, I was able to get a fun job during the
Berlin Olympic Games, you know..."
"Weren"t you a bit young to get a job at the time?"
"I was 16 at that time, and it wasn"t really a job, you know. For the duration
of the Games, a group of young guy from the Hitler Youth were assigned to each
team as errand boys and general dogsbodies... We were known as the "White
Guides". Anayway, I was assigned to the French team, since I was fluent in
French..."
"That must have been fun, wasn"t it?" Paul asked.
"Yeah. It was great. The French athletes were terrific."
"... Now, to your right" Paul indicated to Will. "Drive all around the Arc, keep
to your right until I tell you where to turn..."
"...Ya, Ya, mein herr. At your command! Und Zieg Heil to you..."
Now, both of them went hysterical, laughing so hard they could have awaken the
dead.
While driving around the Arc de Triomphe, Will gave it a look... He had to agree
it was very beatiful... so imposing. Many times in the past, he had seen
pictures of it, but had never realize how really big it was. Now, he was seeing
it with his own eyes. As if he understood what Will was thinking, Paul said to
him:
"Pretty impressive, huh?"
"Shit, didn"t think it was so big. I"m flabbergasted. Really..."
"Yeah. Now turn to your right, and drive down that Avenue. That"s my Avenue...
That"s Avenue Foch, just as I told you..."
"Lots of trees", huh? Will said.
"Yeah. Now, go slowly. It"s not very far from here. See, it"s right there, on
your right. Hey, it"s here, I said..."
"Yeah, yeah, I heard. Don"t think it would be a good idea to park a German army
jeep right in front of your home, though. What do you think?"
"Whatever..."
"Here. That"s better" Will said.
"Come on. Let me show you where I live" Paul answered.
They got off the jeep, and started walking to Paul"s home. There were so many
trees on the Avenue that Will thought nobody could see them walking. When they
reached Paul"s home, will rose his head to look at the building in front of
them. It was not a house, it was like a palace. He was stunned.
"That"s where you live?" Will asked.
"Yeah. You like it?"
"Hell. Do I like it... It"s huge, and it"s beatiful..."
"Lets go inside" Paul replied, smiling.
They walked up the stairs to the building, and Paul unlocked the big doors. They
got inside a entrance-hall. Paul opened an other set of big doors, and they
entered into another room. Although it was dard, Will could sense that room was
much bigger. Paul searched for a switch and then, suddenly, the room was flooded
by the lights of a very large chandelier, hanging way up from the ceiling.
"Wow! Is your father the King of France?" Will asked...
"No way" Paul replied. "And you know, all the other buildings around here are
like that. Nothing so special..."
"I tell you, your father must be a rich man, to live in a place like that. It"s
beatiful..."
"Thanks"
Paul examined Will, while Will was looking around the great hall. Will was like
a child unwraping his Christmass gifts. He was so beatiful, and yet so strong.
He wasn"t wearing his army cap so Paul could see his golden blond hair shining
under the chandelier"s lights. What a gorgeous young hunk. He was so handsome...
"What?" Will asked Paul, with a smile on his face.
"What do you mean "What"?"
"You"re staring at me. What"s wrong with me?"
"Oh, nothing at all, I swear. You"re just fine. How old are you, Will?"
"I got 20 last March..."
"That"s what I thought, you"re older than I am"
"Much older, you know" Will said, grinning.
"Oh, sure. I"ll be nineteen next August, so I guess that makes you much, much
older than me..."
They both laughed at that, and then Paul said:
"Come on. Lets go to the drawing-room and relax. Want a beer?
"You have beer?"
"Yeah. My dad didn"t have time to lock the cellar before he left so I can have
all I want. And it"s full of beer... lots of bottles of wine too..."
"I"ll have a beer, sure" Will replied.
"Be right back. The drawing-room is to your left. You"ll find the switch on the
wall, to your right..."
While Paul was fetching the beers, Will entered the drawing-room, found the
switch and put on the lights. The room was dimly lit, but Will could see it was
a very large room. A beatiful room. On the opposite side of the room was a large
fireplace and lots of furniture. Everything had been covered with sheets, to
protect against dust. He sat on a sofa, not removing the sheet from it. Then he
heard Paul, comming back...
"Hey, why didn"t you remove the sheet?" Paul asked...
"I just didn"t dare, you know..."
"Well, you should have. Give me a hand with it, will you?"
"Wow. Everything is so beatiful in here..." Will stated.
"Feel right at home. Since my family left, I haven"t been into this room... you
know... I don"t like to be here all alone by myself. But with you here, it"s
okay."
They sat on the sofa, and Paul gave Will his beer.
"Cheers", Will said.
"Yeah. Cheers"
"Ah, that feels food, doesn"t it?", Will asked.
"God! I needed that..."
"Eh, is that a Grand piano you"ve got there, under the sheet?", Will asked.
"Yeah"...
"Do you play?", Will asked Paul...
"Nah. My mum does, though. She plays very well. Do you play?"
"Yes. I learned to play when I was younger... Haven"t played for a while,
though. You know... with the war... not too many occasions to play when you"re
in the army..." Will replied.
"I guess not. Hope you"ll play for me sometime. What kind of music do you like?"
"Oh, all kinds... you know... I also like to play classical music like, I don"t
know... Mozart, Bach, Liszt, Schubert..."
"Oh, Schubert... that"s one of my favorite... my mother loved to play
Schubert... I would sit here for hours, listening to her play Schubert..."
"That"s funny... He"s my favorite too. All those composers were Germans, you
know..."
"I know. And you seem to be very proud to be German also, aren"t you Will?"
"I am. As much as you, being a Frenchman. Most of us in Germany are not Nazis, I
told you... I"ve already told you I"m not a Nazi... never been a member of the
Nazi party, and never will. I didn"t choose to be part of the Hither Youth: It
was compulsory for kids my age... and I didn"t choose to enter the army either.
That too, was compulsory..."
"I know that... I believe you, when you say you"re not a Nazi. But you know...
It doesn"t change the fact we are almost defeated now... From what I"ve seen, it
won"t take long before we beg for mercy. And England will follow suit not long
afterward, I guess. Whether we like it or not, you now have the most powerful
army in the world, and your leader is none other than Hitler. The war will soon
be over Will, and that"s scares me... What"s going to happen tu us after the
war, Will?"
"I don"t know, Paul... but we"re not there yet. The war is far from being
over... England is not defeated yet..."
"Well, I guess they must be as demoralized as we are here, in France..."
"That"s possible... maby... I don"t know about that. What I know for sure, it"s
that the war is just not over yet. So in the meantime, as I"ve already said to
you Paul, be very careful... stay away from the SS... keep your feelings to
yourself. If you ever get arrested again, I may not be able to help you then..."
"And why would you try to help me... We don"t know eachother really that well,
you know..."
"Yeah, you"re right. We don"t know eachother that well, yet. But I sure would
like to know you better... All I know is that I like you, and I wouldn"t like to
see you into troubles..."
Saying that, Will blushed, which was quite apparent due to his fair-complexion.
Paul noticed it and found Will to be... well... kind of cute. Paul had never
even conceived he could be attracted to another man before. Until today that is.
Since the first moment he had seen Will, he had known there was something
special with that guy. In a way, he felt attracted to him. Now, having heard
what Will had just said to him, he was feeling something in his stomach... a
feeling he had never felt before. He didn"t know what it was, though. And he
could not explain it either. All he knew was he had felt secured at the
hospital, press into will"s strong arms. He would have stayed just like that for
hours, if that had been possible. Suddenly, his deep thoughts were interrupted
by Will, saying to him:
"Beside Paul, whatever I said before, you and I are almost the same age and, you
know, it"s not easy being in the army. Sometimes, I feel home-sick. I miss my
family. I have a few friends in my unit but, you see, I guess they would not do
very much to help me save my skin, should I need help. The only one I could
count on is Lutz... he"s a good friend of mine. We live on the same street in
Berlin, and I"ve known him since we were kids... Thanks God, he"s in my unit..."
"Is he here, in Paris?" Paul asked...
"Yeah. He is."
"I guess your lucky to have him here in Paris, with you. At least, you"re not
all alone here. All my friends fled Paris before you guys got into the capital.
There is no one left..."
And Paul continued:
"As for my family, I don"t even know where they are... so I know how you feel,
being home-sick sometimes... to say the truth... I miss my family... a lot. At
first, when they leftm, I thought being on my own in Paris would be fun...
Beside I had to visit my Grandma at the hospital, and so I was not really all
alone in Paris. But now she"s dead. I don"t even know what to do. Now I realize
I"m all alone. I don"t even know how to reach my father to let him know my
Grandma has died, and..."
Paul eyes were full of tears...
"... Wait... Wait... Wait Paul for a second", Will interrupted, "First, you"re
not all alone. I told you... or at least that"s what I tried to tell you: If you
wish... we could be friends... I"m not too good with words... I told you that...
and sometimes I just don"t know how to express my feelings... you know... but I
would really like to be friend with you. Now, perhaps I can try to locate your
family through our services... and get in touch with him... first to let him
know you"re okay... and then to let him know about your Grandma..."
"Would you do that for me?", Paul asked...
"Well I can try...", Will answered. "But you will have to tell me more about
your father... Where was he the last time you heard from him? You know... that
kind of stuff so I can initiate some research... Where do you think we should be
looking for him?"
"Yeah... that would help, wouldn"t it?"
Now, it was late at night; he was sitting with a German soldier next to him,
right there in his own home, having to decide whether or not he could trust that
guy. Although very attractive and good-looking that guy next to him may be,
nevertheless, he was a German soldier. He was the avowed enemy! Could an avowed
enemy be trusted. The first answer that came into Paul"s mind was NO! But
something was telling Paul he could trust Will. He had been very helpful up to
now and had driven Paul directly to the hospital, instead of going first to
Paul"s home to check his ID. By doing so, Will had violated the direct orders
given to him by a Superior officer. And thanks to Will, Paul had been able to
see his Grandma for a last time before she died... By doing what he had done,
Will had shown Paul he trusted him... that was a good sign. Could Paul in turn
trust Will?
Paul got quite agitated doing all that thinking, and Will, sitting next to him,
could only guess what his new friend was going through in his mind...
"Paul... Hey, Paul... are you still there?" Will asked...
"Oh, sorry. I was just thinking... you know..."
"What were you thinking about that got you so agitated?"
"Well, Will... I don"t know. So many things have happened in such a short period
of time that I no longer know where I stand", Paul replied.
"What do you mean, Paul?"
"Listen Will: You have asked me to give you a lot of details... informations
concerning my father and my family... and... I just don"t know if I can trust
you with those informations. You could be working for... say... the Gestapo for
God sake... and if so, I could get my father and the rest of my family into big
troubles and dangers..."
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Will got troubled by what Paul had just said to him. It had not occured to him
that Paul could be frighten... Obviously Paul was scared to death! Will was now
looking at Paul and deep in his heart he felt that he would do anything to help
him. Never would he betray Paul. Never. He was feeling for Paul something he
could not identify yet, but there was something there. Will could perceive that
very well. Paul was so handsome and so young... Yet Paul"s physical appearances
were that of a man. Paul was no longer a child, that"s for sure. He was tall...
had broad shoulders and Will could see at a glance that Paul"s body was well
toned. Quite a specimen! How could he think such things about another guy? Will
didn"t know. He had never look at another guy that way before. But Will didn"t
have time now to reflect on that... He would later. For now, Paul was sitting
next to him, and he was frighten. Will would have like to take Paul into his
strong arms and press him to his body, so he could hold him and make him more
secure... to protect him against the whole world, if need be. In fact Will had
to refrain himself from jumping onto Paul, and start kissing him passionately.
Will got shocked by his own reaction... Was he going mad? Was he totally insane?
Will had never been into such a situation before. This was all new territory for
him. Up until now, he had never questionned his sexuality. He had never been "in
love" with a woman, and surely not with a man for that matter. That had never
occured to him before. But again, Will decided it was not the time to reflect on
that and not the time to ponder those questions. He would have time latter. For
now, Will had a very desirable but terrorized guy sitting next to him, and now
he could imagine as well as understand the reasons why Paul was so terrorized.
Will decided not to jump on Paul and start kissing him, as he would have liked
to do, but instead let his heart speak so Paul could be secured... Will slowly
took Paul"s hands into his own, and started saying:
"... Now that I come to think of it, I understand, Paul, you"re not sure about
trusting me. You"ve been through a lot lately... and I realize my asking about
your father and your family must have scared you a bit... It"s just that I
really want to help you. Sorry for asking though. But Paul, please, just look
into my eyes: Do you see something bad into me? Do you think for a minute that I
could be so wicked as to trick you into something as dreadful as sell to me your
father and your family, so I can send them I don"t know where... to a prison
maybe... Do you see that in my eyes, Paul? Do you?"
"... NO. No I don"t", Paul answered. "But..."
"...Let me finish, Paul, please?"
"... Yeah, go on..."
"... Paul, I"m really who I told you I am. A simple guy from Berlin... like
you... A simple guy... I"ve been draged into this bloody war against my will...
Most of us in Germany didn"t want that godam war, you know... I"ve told you,
we"re not all Nazis... It"s not my fault if we have a crazy guy as Chancellor!
Yes Paul, in my view, the Fuhrer is totally insane! Have you ever listen to him
on the radio? Have you ever listen to one of his speechs, where he screams and
shouts like a mad man? Many times I was forced to listen to him while with the
Hitler Youth, and I can tell you, it"s no fun... Yes, Paul, that"s what I think:
Hitler is mad as hell and so are all the others... you know... Goering, Himler
and Hess and Dr. Goebbels... Oh, that one... a lunatic! I tell you. A very
dangerous guy... and an impostor... Very deceitful with that. That"s what I
think Paul. It doesn"t mean I"m not proud of being German. I am. But that"s
quite another story... and it has nothing to do with the Nazis... You know,
Paul, I could be shot by a firing squad should the wrong person in the army
learned about what I just said to you. Now you may choose not to believe me.
That"s your choice. But I"m telling you the truth. I swear to you..."
"... I believe you, Will... I don"t know why... But I do", Paul answered.
"... And there are two other reasons wh you should believe me" Will added. "The
first one in that not only I"m not a member of the Gestapio but in fact, the
Gestapo has not yet arrived in Paris. Oh, It won"t take long before they get
here, believe me... And when they do, you will notice... The party will be over!
I tell you! Most of us guys in the Wehrmacht are correct... but those guys from
the Gestapo, it"s quite an other ball game. Even us Germans fear the Gestapo,
and you wouldn"t want to have any buisness with hem..."
"... You scare me, you know, Will..."
"Well, you should be scared of them, trust me Paul. When they get into Paris,
stay away from those guys..."
"... Count on me, Will, that"s what I"m gonna do... and I sure hope you will
teach me how I can identify those guys... but Will, you said there were two
reasons why I should believe you: What"s about the second reason?"
"... Well, Paul, until this morning, I didn"t know you at all. Until the moment
the moment you entered our office, you were totally unknown to us, and to me...
I don"t even know who your father is... So why would I try to locate him unless
it was to help you get in touch with your family? Hum? You know we"ve got into
Paris only yesterday... and according to what I"ve heard, almost two million
people fled Paris before we got here... So it"s no surprise that your family
fled... Do you think we"re searching those two million people? Get serious!
Furthermore, do you remember when you entered our office this morning?"
"... What do you think, you silly... It"s not every day I get arrested by German
soldiers, you know... How could I forget..."
"... I guess so, Paul... but anayway, from the moment you entered our office, I
never left you, did I?"
"...No..."
"... So, when do you think it would have been possible for me to receive
instructions concerning your father and your family? I know about our efficiency
in the German army, but, come on man, there are limits you know..."
"... When the War is over, what do you plan to do, Will?"
"I don"t know yet. Why?"
"Well you should become a lawer: You"ve presented your case very well to me. And
you know what? I do believe you. Something inside me tells me I should trust
you. What you just said just makes good sense... But why Will, why for Godsake
would you want to help me? As you said, up until this morning, you didn"t even
know that I existed..."
"I don"t know for sure Paul... I guess no one can escape his destiny. And I
guess it was destiny that placed you on my path... I think destiny wanted us to
meet... Beside, I"m as lost as you are... We are about the same, as I"ve said,
As you, I"m all alone here, in Paris, except for my friend Lutz... but he has
his girlfriend in Berlin, to write to... I have no one except my family... And
most of all, I like you. You"re a good guy, that I can tell... I feel it inside
me. That"s all I can say, Paul..."
Now, Paul was just staring at Will, still holding his hands. He could feel
Will"s warmth through his hands. That German guy was something! Suddenly, Paul
felt very secure with Will. That"s the way it was... simple as that!
"You"re doing it again: You"re staring at me again... Why", Will asked.
"Sorry again, Will I didn"t mean to stare at you like that. Don"t be
offended..."
"I"m not..."
"It"s just that I find you... Well... I don"t know... You"re quite a specimen,
you know, even in your German uniform... I like you, and no, I don"t think all
Germans are barbarians... and I certainly don"t believe you are a "barbarian",
Will..."
"Thanks, Paul, what you just said means a lot to me... I"m touched, you know.
And you already know I"m not too good with words, so..."
"Yeah..."
"Hey! I have to leave before the curfew if I don"t want to be arrested by the
Feldgendarmen... What time is it?" Will asked.
"It"s a quater past midnight..."
"WHAT? SHIT! With all our talkings I lost track of time... I can"t drive through
Paris at this time of night, because of the curfew. And I didn"t even report to
Oberstleutnant Koch... Shit. Shit. Shit. I"m dead meat now!"
"Wait. Wait. Wait for a second, Will: Aren"t you on liave for a week?"
"Yeah. But I had to report to Herr Koch... Otherwise they will be searching for
me..."
"Well, couldn"t you just give him a call from here, and let him know you"re
okay?"
"I guess so... but where will I go at this time of night? It doesn"t solve my
problem..."
"You just could stay here for the night, you know. I have no problem with that.
And as you can see, it"s quite a large place I have here, and I"m all alone...
No one will bother you here... and it"s the least thing in the world I can do
for you, after all you did for me..."
"You owe me nothing, Paul. I don"t want to impose myself..."
"You"re not, Will. Believe me..."
"Okay then. Do you have a phone?"
"Sure. But I"m not sure if it works... Yesterday it didn"t work..."
"Paul, give us some credit: Even if we got in here yesterday, I"m sure our
services have already solved such a minor problem... Where"s your phone?"
"Right there, to your left..."
"Thanks"
Will took the phone and Paul asked: "Is it working?"
"Yes, Will answered. Just as I said. Let me get to the operator... Hello? Yes.
Would you please connect me with the Hotel Meurice, please?"
"... You stay at hotel Meurice" Paul exclaimed...
"Well, just for now... I"m sure I won"t be staying there for long you know...
it"s too chic for soldiers like me... I suspect we will soon be moved to a
barrak somewhere... As soon as they find one... Hello? Hotel Meurice? Yes. Would
you please connect me with Oberstleutnant Koch. Tell him Wilhelm Von Rundstedt
is on the line for him... What? No, "that" Von Rundstedt is not my father... So,
please, will you connect me to Oberstleutnant Koch, please, he knows me, and I
need to speak to him..."
Click. Click. Click.
"Hello? Oberstleutnant Heinz Koch speaking. Is that you, Wilhelm? Where the hell
are you? Do you know it"s past midnight?"
"Sorry Oberstleutnant Koch... I"m okay... don"t worry..."
"Well I was worried about you, you know. Have you forgotten we"re at war? Have
you forgotten where we are?"
"Sorry about that Oberstleutnant Koch... It"s just that I got lost in Paris, and
I couldn"t find a phone..."
"Well... Where the hell are you?"
"... I"m with a friend I met... nothing to worry about, Sir"
"I hope she"s good-looking..." Koch asked, chuckling.
"What, Sir?"
"I said I hope your friend is good-looking..."
"Oh. Yes Sir. Very much..."
"Well, are you having fun, Will?"
"Yes Sir..."
"Well Wilhelm, I will cover for you, don"t worry. You"re on leave for a few
days, aren"t you?"
"Yes Sir. Up until Thuesday the 18th..."
"Good. You"ve earned it Wilhelm... Now listen to me kid: Keep the jeep... I will
file the proper papers to cover for you... don"t worry about that... you"re
young.. you"re not married... so have fun kid... but never forget you"re not in
Berlin here... Be very careful... if you see what I mean... never forget you"re
a German soldier in a foreign land... Many people don"t like us being here..."
"I know, Sir. I won"t forget..."
"Now, Wilhelm, while you"re on leave, keep in touch with me, so I know where to
find you, should I need to..."
"Sure, Sir. I will call you every day..."
"Oh, Wilhelm, what about the kid we arrested and you offered to accompany to
check his ID? Any problems with him?"
"No, Sir. Everything he had said was true. I"ve check his papers, and everything
was regular... so I freed him. Did I do the right thing, Sir?"
"Yes Wilhelm, you did. That poor kid was scared to death..."
"I know, Sir."
"So have fun Wilhelm... My only regret is that I"m too old to join you... and
beside, my wife would not like that, would she?"
"I don"t think she would, Sir..."
"Ah! Youth" Don"t do anything I wouldn"t do kid, if you see what I mean..."
"Yes, Sir. And thanks for taking my call, and thanks for covering for me: I
really do appreciate it... Don"t worry for me... I"ll take good care... May I
say something to you, Sir?"
"Yes, Wilhelm. Feel free to speak"
"Well Sir, since we left Germany, you"ve been like a father to me. I just wanted
to tell you that I appreciate it..."
"Yes Wilhelm. Please, don"t make me regret it... will you?"
"I won"t, Sir..."
"Night, Wilhelm, and have fun now..."
"Night, Sir. I will..."
Click.
"So, Will, what did he say", Paul asked.
"Well he thinks I"m spending the night with a girl I just met... He thinks I"m
having fun with her... you know..."
"Yeah! I see! Bet you would prefer being with such a girl right now, instead of
being with me..."
"You"re wrong, Paul. I"m very happy to be here with you tonight... Well... I
mean..."
"I know what you mean... don"t worry... I"m not offended... if that"s you were
afraid of. But nevertheless, I"m not a pretty girl you just met... And I"m not
that easy, you know..." Paul said with a grin on his face.
They just burst out laughing at that... But then, Will had a more urgent problem
to solve...
"Paul, I"ve got to go back to the jeep to get my bag... and I must park the jeep
away from your place..."
"Why?"
"How naive you are, Paul! I just can"t believe that..."
"What the hell do you mean?"
"Well Paul, lets just say you don"t want to be seen with a guy wearing a German
uniform and have a German jeep parked near your home..."
"I don"t understand, Will"
"I can see that. I don"t have time now to explain, but what do you think your
neighbours would think, seeing you with a German soldier?"
"I don"t know. I just never thought about it..."
"Well, they would think that you"re a traitor... That"s what they would
think..."
"But anayway, Will, there"re all gone... They have all fled Paris..."
"Poor Paul. That"s what you think... But you don"t know that for sure. Anyway,
I"m taking no risk... I will move the jeep somewhere else... and get my bag. I
will be back in 10 minutes..."
"Sure... as you like..."
So Will went back to the jeep, made as much noises as possible so all the
neighbours would hear him leaving... and drove the jeep to a nearby street. He
took his bag and quickly but quietly changed into civilian clothes inside the
jeep, and ran back to Paul"s home. When Paul opened the door to him, he said:
"Eh, Will: What the hell appened to your uniform?"
"I just changed into civilian clothes, and left my uniform with the jeep..."
"I must say I"m flabbergasted: You look even more handsome with civilian
clothes... I mean... you know..."
"Yeah, yeah. I know... I mean I know it"s better... isn"t it?"
"Well yeah. But where did you buy those clothes?"
"In Berlin, why?"
"I can see the "good" German taste... No offence intended... But really...
Tomorrow we"ll have to take care of it... you know... You may have the most
powerfull army in the world... but concerning fashion, well, I"d say you"re not
too good at it... trust me"
"I told you, Paul. I trust you completely... totally..."
"As much as I do?"
"Yes, have no doubt about it. Do you still have doubt about me, Paul?"
"No"
"So, where do I sleep?"
"I"m affraid that when my mother left, the only room that was left "organized",
if I can use that word... is my own room... So for tonight, I guess we will have
to share my bed.. Do you mind?"
"No problem with me, Paul"
"Fine. Come upstairs, so I can show you where my room is..."
"Sure..."
So they went upstairs, and Paul showed Will his room... It was quite
breath-taking. Not only was it very large, but it was just beatiful! A bedroom
with it"s own fireplace... and what about the rest of the furniture...
everything was so nice and very expensive. Will had not seen very much of the
rest of the house, but what he saw now in Paul"s bedroom was just stunning... He
asked Paul:
"Eh, body... Can I take a shower before I go to bed... you know... it was a very
long day, and I feel like I need to take a shower..."
"Oh, sure Will. I"m sorry. Where are my good manners... I have a shower-bath
next to my beedroom"
"I don"t want to take a bath... just a quick shower... you know..."
"Yeah. No problem. I"ll take one right after you. The door to the shower is
right there, to your left..."
"Thanks"

And so, without any inibition at all, Wil started to undress right there in
front of Paul. Paul was quite shocked, but very interested by what he was
seeing. In fact he was quite aroused by what he was watching, and was totally
thrown back by it all...
"What", Will asked. "You have seen a naked guy before? You"ve never been in the
army, haven"t you?"
"No. I mean... you know... here in France... we are a lot more... prude... about
that, at least, I know I am..."
"I"m sorry if you feel uncomfortable with me being stark naked in front of
you..."
"No. no... no problem... I"m not uncomfortable at all... it"s just that..."
"What? Do I look like a monster to you?"
"Oh" God. No. You"re so..."
"So what?" Will asked.
"Well, so... I don"t know... how can I say... so... well..."
"Well, what?"
"You know... so... I don"t know how to say it, but, you are so... beatiful..."
"So you like what you see?"
"Well... yes... I mean..."
"Nah! Don"t be ashamed, Paul. What"s wrong with it? You say you find me
beatiful... no one ever told me that before... it"s quite a compliment! I"m
flattered..."
"Will, you are beatiful. It"s just that I feel... you know, I feel it"s not
"normal" for a guy to say to another guy that he finds him beatiful..."
"Nah, Paul. You"re silly! I"m not offended one bit. Don"t worry... If we have to
become friends... you know... you"re gonna have to learn to see me naked
sometimes..."
"I look forward to that... I mean... to be your friend, of course..."
"Yeah. I know what you mean... Now, lets hit the shower. It won"t take long, and
you"re next. It"s gonna be my turn to see you stark naked!
"Oh, no you won"t... I"m too shy for that..."
"I swear... if you"re not undressed when I get back I will undress you
myself..." Will said, laughing...
"You would never do that, would you?
"Just watch me..." Will replied...
Although Paul was laughing too, nevertheless, he was blushing also...
"Why do you giggle, Paul?"
"I don"t know... it feels a bit awkward... you know... Having a gorgeous young
hunk like you, standing naked in front of me... in my bedroom... It"s just that
I"m a bit confused..."
Will grinned as Paul said that. It"s true it was a bit awkward. But what the
hell. Those were awkward times. Nothing was normal anymore... So Will just
walked to Paul and started hugging him. Will"s strong arms were holding him
tight and Paul could smell Will"s sensuous scent. He quivered. He could feel his
dick stiffening inside his pants. How the hell was that possible? Paul had never
felt something like that before. All he hoped for was that Will would not notice
his swollen cortch... it didn"t help that he was now blushing scarlet red... He
turned his face to look at Will: The guy had such an angelic face... He was just
perfect... Paul looked into Will"s perfect blue eyes... they were so beatifiul.
Paul felt so secured into Will"s arms... Now it was clear Paul had gotten a
boner... Could Will feel it? And then Paul realized that something hard was
pressing against his cortch: Was Will having a hardon too? Paul couldn"t look...
for Will was still holding him tightly... but he could feel Will was hard... Oh!
My God! What was going on?
"It feels so good, Paul, hugging you like that..." Will said.
"Yeah!"
"I needed that"
"Me too"
"Thanks, Paul. Now buddy, I"ve got to hit that shower... May I have a bath
towel, please?"
"Huh?... Oh, sure... sorry..."
Will released Paul, so he could get the towel. Now Paul could see that indeed,
Will had gotten a boner too. And what a boner! Paul had never seen such a big
dick... it was beatiful. About nine inches, he would say... and then, Paul took
a glance at Will"s low hangers... WOW... they were big... But what surprised
Paul most is the fact Will had no hair at all around his dick... and the rest of
his whole body was smooth like a baby. He was gorgeous. No trace of hair on
Will"s abs, pecs and chest either... For a minute, Paul just kept staring at
Will"s well tanned body... at his six pack... and most of all, at his hard
dick... Will was grinning...
"...What? I"m just normal, you know", Will said. "Holding tight a handsome guy
like you Paul... you know... it just had to happen... and beside, my dick has
its own mind... sometimes I"ve no control over it... But you know what Paul? I
think you have your own problems with your dick... you have quite a hardon, I
believe..."
Now Will was all smiles, looking directly at the sizeable bulge Paul had in his
pants. Paul started looking at his crotch, where his boner was quite obvious.
But what was worst is that is dick was oozing so much, he had a large wet spot
on his pants. He blushed again, and started giggling.
"Oups! Sorry about that, Will..."
"Hey! Don"t be sorry... and don"t be ashamed. It"s only natural, you know. So,
what about that towel?"
"Yeah..."
Paul went to fetch two bath towels and came back into the bedroom. He gave one
to Will, and kept the other for himself.
"Thanks. Now while I"m in the shower, do your homework and get undress... You
better be as stark naked as I am when I come back... Otherwise, like I said, I
will have to take care of it myself: You"ve had the pleasure of seeing me
naked... so I now have the right to see you naked too... It"s only fair!"
Paul giggled at that and replied:
"...Well... I"m not too sure about that..."
"You"ve got five minutes to make up your mind about that... and as Herr Koch
likes to say: "...I better see results when I"m back...".
Will turned around with his towel, laughing his way to the bathroom. He didn"t
close the bathroom door behind him though. He left it opened, so Paul had a good
view at Will taking his shower... The hot water running all over his naked body
made it glistend. Looking at Will, Paul got so hot: His prick was throbbing and
stretching so much that he felt like his balls were ready to burst. He got
undressed very quickly, hoping that by the time Will would be back, his dick
would have lost its hardness... He took his towel and wrapped it around his lean
waist. Then, the water stopped running in the bathroom and after a few seconds,
Will was back into the bedroom, his towel draped around his broad shoulders...
Paul could see that Will was still sporting a big hardon and that he was looking
straight at him...
"Oh no, you don"t", Will stated.
"What..." Paul answered.
"Oh no, you won"t play that game on me", Will said, laughing... "Get that towel
off... It"s my turn to have some pleasure..."
"Nah! You don"t want to see me naked. Who would like to see an eighteen year old
body like mine... Don"t be silly..."
"Don"t be silly yourself: I"m more than eager to see my prize! Take that off..."
"... Your prize? I"m your prize now? Am I your slave, too?", Paul said,
laughing...
"... Yeah. You"re my prize, now that I"ve found you, I"ll never let you go...
But you"re no slave to me, Paul. Come on Paul, make me happy... take that towel
off..."
"Okay then. But only because I like you..."
Paul took the towel off and Will was stunt. For an eighteen year old guy, Paul
had a well muscled body. Like Will, he had broad shoulders, nice abs and pecs...
no six pack though... but a nice smooth chest... Will had a grin on his face...
Paul was just perfect. His dirty blond hair... his emerald green eyes... a light
blond patch of hair going down to his blond pubes... and there... Oh! God. What
a beatiful dick... probably eight inches long... rock hard and trhobbing... and
nice balls... as smooth as his own... Will was just mesmerized by what he was
looking at... He looked at Paul"s soft pink lips and thought of how much he
wanted to kiss that guy. But Will didn"t want to scare Paul. So he just kept
staring at him with a smile on his face...
"I knew it", Paul said...
"You knew what?"
"... That you would start laughing at my body... it"s obvious I"m not as well...
as well. endowed as you are!", Paul said.
"Shit, Paul... stop kidding... you are just gorgeous... And I"m not laughing at
you, I swear... You are the most handsome guy I"ve ever seen!"
"Nah!", Paul replied, laughing, showing his perfect bright white teeth... "You
just say that to make me feel good..."
"If you think that, you"re creazy. You"re a gorgeous hunk, Paul. I"ve never said
that to anyother guy before... To be honest, I"m quite puzzled by this whole
situation... I don"t know..."
"I know how you feel... same thing here... Will, may i ask you a question? You
don"t have to answer me, you know..."
"Go ahead..."
"Will... Are-you gay?"
"Sure... do I look like I"m sad?"
"No. no. That"s not what I meant. Here in Paris, the term "gay" also means...
well... what I want to ask you is..."
"Come on Paul... what is it?"
"Well I just want to know if you are... are you a homosexual?"
"Shit, Paul! What a question! Do I look like I"m a fag?"
"No. NO... That"s not what I meant at all... I didn"t want to insult you..."
"Gee, Paul, until today, I"ve never even considered that I could be... gay... as
you said. I"ve always thought I was a very straight guy, you know... I"ve never
ever been attracted to a man before..."
"Have you ever been attracted to a woman?"
"...No... it seems... like... you know... I never had time for that..."
"Have you ever kissed a woman before?"
"No. And I"ve never kissed a man either! To tell you the truth Paul, what you
have in front of you is... a virgin... I"ve never done anything sexual..."
"It"s the same for me..." Paul said.
"Now that you"ve asked me Paul, may I ask you if you"re gay?"
"Same as you... I don"t know... I"ve never asked myself that question... But
since I meat you... I don"t know Will... All I know is that I like you a lot...
and... and... that I"m attracted to you. And it felt good when you hugged me the
way you did..."
"Yeah! I loved it too... don"t know what it means though... But I sure would
like to do it again..."
"Yeah, me too. But for now, I think it"s better that I go take a quick shower...
let things cool down a bit... and then, lets have something to eat. I"m just
starving. What do you think?"
"Great idea... I"m starving too..." Will replied.
Paul took his shower. By now, their hardons had subsided and so they could wrap
a towel around their waist without their dick making a tent... Paul took Will"s
hand. Will quivered under his touch... They went to the kitchen, Paul guiding
Will... and Paul started making sandwichs for both of them...
"Wow! What a kitchen you have... it"s almost like if we were standing in the
kitchen of the Adlon Hotel in Berlin...", Will commented.
"Yeah... but I"m not too familiar about the things around here... I seldom come
into this kitchen, you know. We have a Chef... Well, I mean... we used to have a
Chef... He fled with all the oghers... So I guess from now on, we will have to
managed without him "around here..."...
"No problem. Let me help you..."
A lunch was quickly fixed as both boys were hungry like hell... Food was placed
on the table as well as a bottle of good red wine...
"Hey, mate! I"m not used to drinking wine, so go slowly with that..." Will said.
"You don"t drink wine in Germany", Paul asked...
"Well in Germany, it"s not like here in France. We do have wine of course... but
we drink wine only at special occasions... you know... but I drink beer quite
often..." Will answered.
"I see. Well this is a very special occasion... So lets drink wine..."
"... What do you mean, a very special occasion?"
"Well, I met you... and I like you a lot... As creazy as it may sounds, I think
I"m falling in love with you guy... and to my astonishment, I don"t feel
shameful saying that..."
"Please Paul, never be ashamed for saying what you said... for I feel the same
for you, and I"m not ashame of it. So you"re right: Lets celebrate... I"m so
happy we got acquainted..."
"I"ll drink to that: Cheers!"
Both boys were so hungry they just kept eagerly devouring all the food on the
table. The wine kept flowing and in the end, both young men were a bit dizzy.
Now that their cravings had been sated, both of them started to realize they
were just exhausted from the long day and all the emotions they had been through
the last few hours... For now, they were just relaxing as Will kept gazing at
Paul...
"Hey, why do you gaze at me like that", Paul asked...
"Um, sorry Paul, I didn"t realize I was gazing at you. Does it bother you?"
"No, not really..." Paul answered, feeling a little uneasy... an uneasiness Will
perceived at once...
"Sorry again Paul... I didn"t want to make you uneasy... it"s just that I find
you so... cute..."
"Cute? Hey dude, I"m not a baby you know... Babies are cute... not grown men..."
"I sure don"t think you"re a baby Paul... look at you... I mean... You"re a
grown man for sure, and a fine one. You know... sometimes... I have problems
finding the right words in French to say something or express how I feel. It"s
easy for me to translate what someone else says... but to convey by French words
my own thoughts... well... sometimes, it"s difficult. When I said you"re cute, I
certainly didn"t mean "cute as a baby..." Um... I should have said I find you"re
a gorgeous, beatiful, stunning, handsome young hunk. What else could I think
of... Um... lets see now..."
"Cut it out..." Paul said, chuckling but blushing as well...
How come you have such a well toned body? Do you exercise? You have a swimmers
body..." Will asked out of nowere...
"Not really... but you"re right..."
"Right about what..."
"I"m on my college swimming team. Or at least, I used to be... Now the college
is closed, everybody has left... I don"t even know where the other members of
the team are: They could all be dead by now, for what I know..."
"Don"t worry Paul, I"m sure they"re all fine..."
"Except for those who are in the army..." Paul ventured to say. But he didn"t
want to go into such a discussion for now, so Paul added:
"So are you..."
"What?" Will asked, looking a bit puzzled...
"... You know... a gorgeous, beatiful, stunning, handsome young hunk. I would
also add he word "Attractive" to that list... as well as the word "lovely"..."

Now it was Will"s turn to start blushing under is beatiful golden blond hair...
"I could also think of other words, you know..."
"Not necessary", Will answered. "I get the picture..."
"... Just trying to add new words to your French vocabulary..."
"Yeah, Yeah, how thoughtful of you..."
"Yeah... I"m like that..." Paul said with a grin on his face. "But you know
Will, each an everyone of those words apply to you perfectly..."
"Thanks. No one ever told that to me before..."
Hearing that, Paul frowned doubtfully...
"No. No Paul, I swear... Well I guess I know I"m not bad-looking... Sometimes, I
can see women looking at me with longing eyes... you know... but that"s about
it. Like... I can"t imagine my friend Lutz saying to me he finds me "gorgeous",
"Handsome"... "attractive"... or things like that..."
"Do you find your friend Lutz to be "gorgeous", "handsome" and "attractive"?"
"What? I don"t know. I suppose he is. But I just never thought of him that
way... In Lutz, what I see is a very good friend... not a "gorgeous guy", you
see?"
"But you say you find me to be an attractive guy..."
"Yeah, Paul. That"s quite different with you. Don"t embarrass me, please. Don"t
ask me to explain how I feel about you... Hell, I don"t even know what it is.
It"s all too new to me and to say the truth, I"m all mixed-up. I"ve told you:
All my life, I"ve always thought I was a very straight guy... and now I look at
you, and find you very attractive. All I know is I"m very attracted to you Paul.
I don"t know what it means, but I hope I can find out..."
"Yeah. That"s exactly how I feel about you, Will. I think we need time to sort
out our emotions... Lets give time a chance, and lets see where it all leads to.
What do you think?"
"You know, Paul, for a young dude your age, you"re quite a shrewd guy... What
you"ve said makes good sense to me..."
"Being a shrewd guy, I suggest we go to bed now. I don"t know about you, but I"m
totally exhausted."
"Yes, me too. I"m dead-beat... Enough for today..."
Paul shut the lights off, made sure all the doors were well locked and then lead
Will upstairs to his bedroom, holding Will"s hand into his, in a very tenderly
way. Once they got there, Paul looked into Will"s eyes and asked him:
"Do you think we need pyjamas?"
Will bursted out laughing and replied:
"I never wear pyjamas... do you?"
"Sometimes..."
"If it makes you more at ease, just put your pyjama on... but please, Paul,
don"t ask me to put one on me... I just can"t sleep wearing a pyjama..."
Paul grinned.
"I just asked cause I didn"t know what you"re used to... I don"t know you that
well you know... For my part, I don"t wear pyjamas at this time of the year...
that"s all. Beside, you"ve already seen me naked, haven"t you... so I have
nothing to hide from you..."
"Not only have I seen you in your naked glory, but if I remember correctly, you
had quite a nice hardon at the time..."
Now Paul was slowly turning a lovely shade of scarlet...
"Yeah, speak for yourself, mate... if my memory serves me well, you also had
quite a boner...", Paul replied.
"No. I didn"t" Will said, laughing all his way to Paul"s bed...
"Not only were you hard as hell, but your dick was throbbing... I saw you, you
know..."
"That may be so, Paul, but it was all your fault."
"My fault? No way... look at me... I"m totally innocent here... a poor angel
fallen from the sky... as pure as snow... in other words... a Saint!"
"... Yeah... sure... Don"t know about that holiness shit of yours... but I sure
see the tent your dick is making now in front of your towel: Until now, I didn"t
know angels could have hardons..."
Paul looked down to the tent in question, then he looked back at Will, saying:
"It"s all your fault again... You"ll go to hell for that... trying to corrupt an
innocent angel like me..."
"Yes... I"m bad, am I not? Now may I asked my angel to come and join me in the
bed or does the poor fallen angel prefers to sleep on the floor?"
Although Will had been lying on the bed for some times while talking with Paul,
he had not yet remouved his towel from around his waist...
"Now boy, remouve that towel and come to bed", Will said, longingly looking at
Paul.
"... And I suppose you"re gonna keep yours?", Paul said frowning...
That drew a chuckel from Will, and he took off his towel immediately, revealing
his own hardon to Paul.
"Well, well, well... what would you know. The devil is harder than the anger!",
Paul exclaimed.
"Come on Paul, join me now... and don"t you worry: I won"t rape you...
remember... we"ve decided we would take our time... knowing each other...
sorting things out..."
"Yes, you"re right, Will. We"ll do that. But I can"t hide I"m quite aroused by
you nonetheless. You know, you make quite a sight, lying like that on my bed. I
would never have thought such a thing possible last morning when I woke up..."
"Do you think last morning I could have forseen I would be sleeping tonight with
a naked hunk like you?"
"I guess not, uh?", Paul replied.
Paul took off his towel and, no longer hidding his throbbing hard dick, joined
Will in the bed.
"Now, are you satisfied", Paul ashed.
"Very much, thank you, my angel", Will answered with a grin on his beatiful
face. "Now turn off the light, pull the sheet over us and lets go to sleep..."
"That suits me well", Paul said.
The lights were turned off, the sheet was pulled over their stif pricks... Two
young hunks, lying side by side, stark naked... not knowing what the future was
holding for them. They stayed still like that for a while... no noise... only
their breathing could be heard... then Paul turned to Will, and asked:
"Will... may I ask you something?"
"Sure..."
"Well, it"s just that it puzzels me a bit..."
"What is it?"
"Well... and please don"t get me wrong, I like that a lot..."
"Come on, Paul, what is it that puzzels you, but you like a lot?"
"You know... the fact that... that you"re hairless down there..."
Will couldn"t hold it and just bursted laughing. He turned to Paul, and replied:
"Hell, I like it that way... that"s why... I don"t know... I just find its..."
"...Sexy?"
"Yeah, could say that... You find it sexy?", Will asked.
"A lot", Paul answered... "It must take you a lot of time each morning to shave
though..."
"No. First, I don"t have to shave every morning "down there" as you say, and
then, I"m so used to it by now, shaving my pubes, that when I need a shave
there, it doesn"t take much time. It takes more time shaving my beard..."
"Do you also shave your chest?"
"No need... I"ve got no hair growing there for the moment... and if I consider
my father... I don"t think I"ll ever have... I guess it comes with my
light-complexion... at least I think it has something to do with it... You know
Paul, you have the same light-complexion as I do, so I guess you will never grow
much hair on your chest either..."
"I hope you"re right. I wouldn"t like to have a hairy body. And Will, will you
teach me?"
"Teach you what?"
"Will you teach me how to shave my pubes? I wouldn"t like to cut myself
everywhere down there..."
"You"d like to shave your pubes? If you do that just so I find you more
attractive, you"re dead wrong, Paul. I find you very attractive just the way you
are..."
"No. NO.. Will... I"d really like that... it"s just I never thought of it
before..."
"Sure. I"ll teach you..."
"Will you help me doing it, the first time?"
"Sure, I will... I"ll be glad to..."
"Tomorrow?"
"If that"s what you want, yes then, tomorrow..."
"Thanks"
"Now, Paul, unless you still have pressing questions to ask, could we just go to
sleep now?"
"Um-huh"... Oh, but yes, I have another pressing question for you..."
"Rrrrrrr... What is it that is so pressing now?"
"Will, would you please hold me tight... I need it... I"m not asking for
anything more... Just you holding me in your arms... just that"
Paul turned to his right side so Will could cuddle him... and Will, with his
strong arms, took hold of paul"s well toned body and stated holding him
tightly... yet so tenderly. Paul sighed, and said:
"Yeah... feels so good... Night, Will"
"... Night, Paul."
Making himself comfortable, while still holding Paul into his arms, Will just
gave him a light kiss on the neck, and closed his eyes. Paul sighed once more.
Paul felt so secured into Will"s arms... It felt all so natural to him... like
if he had been waiting all his life for Will to come into his life... and now,
he had found him. Whatever the future, he knew he would not let go of Will.
That, he knew from the bottom of his heart. So for the time being, he just
cuddled into Paul"s warm smooth body and then felt asleep.
Later during that night, Paul woke up, Will"s arms still holding him tenderly,
his stiff rod pressed in his arse crack. Paul loved it. He smiled. He realized
that not only was is dick as hard as Wills"... but that he was also leaking
pre-cum. God, was he horny. He had never felt like that before. It felt so good.
He just loved being wrapped by will"s arms... his body curled against him...
Paul had taken his decision. He knew now he was madley in love with that hot guy
sleeping next to him. Yes. He was in love with that guy. There was nothing to be
ashamed about it. No. Paul was now content. He had found his path. He had found
what he had always been looking for: True love. He realized he would have to
have a seroius talk with Will about all that... Will had to know the truth. Now,
it was almost dawn. He had to go back to sleep. He closed his eyes, and waited
for sleep to come. It didn"t take long.
Will was dreaming. So many things had happened just the day before. He was
dreaming, but it was not a very restful dream. Not a bad dream though. He was
dreaming of Paul. His embrace around Paul tightened for a moment. He didn"t want
to lose him. What was he feeling for him? What he felt was like... if a tide of
emotions was threatening to drown him. No. It wasn"t threatening to drown him.
Not at all. And those emotions were good. His dream lead him to realized he was
in love with Paul. It was as simple as that! The hell with the rest. It was as
simple as that! He could stop searching now. He had found the answer. He just
didn"t consciously knew it yet, but his heart and mind had made their decision.
Obviously, he would have to have a serious talk with Paul about all that... Then
he felt a very pleasant feeling of peace invade him. He went into deep sleep. He
needed all the good sleep he could get: Tomorrow, no doubt, would be a very
stirring day for him. And for Paul, too. Thinking about Paul made his sleep
soothingly good. He got lost into it. Tomorrow would be another day!
*** More sex in the next chapter...
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