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The Dark Closet.

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Back to writing, here are 2 new chapters from my first story, here is the link to all previous chapters:
http://justusboys.com/forum/showthread.php?t=55542&highlight=story

Now here you have 2 new ones.

CHAPTER 11



Emma and Manuel had been incredibly fun to hang out with, seeing Mike with them had made Julien realize of how much Mike had been missing his family, even though he hadn’t shown it, Julien was now totally sure of it. “Look at that butt” said Emma, and the 3 of them found themselves nodding, Julien nodded even before he noticed Manuel and Mike nodded without thinking. When you can check guys out with your relatives and you’re able to say those comments it means your family is as cool as hell, he had thought smiling. Manuel, or Manny how he said Julien could call him, was out to Mike and Emma, his mom didn’t really know, although he knew she was suspicious already, and on the matter of his dad, well he thought the same as Mike; better have him not really knowing. They had been walking around town all morning, and talking, checking guys that walked by them, and Julien had had a chance to admire the beautiful houses around, and he was thrilled to see the 3 of them with their sparkling blue eyes in the morning sun, although it was very chilly and kind of windy, but he forgot about the weather as soon as he got lost in the eyes of those 3.



As the afternoon approached, they headed home, doña Vanessa had insisted on preparing lunch for them, and begged them to bring Julien back in time for lunch. Gabriel, Mike’s dad wouldn’t be there ‘cause he was at work, he was the manager of a store downtown, so she said he could act like himsels, she told Emma that as always she was welcome to join them too if she wanted, and Emma was happy saying her food was amazing. When they arrived, the house smelled amazing, as the food that had been prepared, when Julien walked in, he couldn’t help but think that maybe eating food that smelled that good was part of the reason why those 3 were so damn good looking, and Mike seemed as happy as someone could look to be home and about the smell of the food. “Mom’s stew, it smells so damn good! It’s more like a soup prepared with vegetables and beef, in Spanish it’s called –Olla de carne– which translates to -meat pot- but it has a lot more than that and it surely tastes good” Mike had told him while leaving his jacket on the couch. “Leave him alone mom will surely tell him what it’s made of and all of that times and times when we’re at the table save him the speech he’s gonna end up repeating” Manny had said with a grin on his face. Emma smiled, looked at them and just chuckled. “good to see the siblings still have their eternal love-fighting issues, it shows you 2 still love each other the same and stuff has remained as it was” Julien laughed at the comment, and the 2 brothers looked at each other and said at the same time. “Me love him??? C’mon!!” To which Emma and Julien just laughed and nodded.



The soup had been amazing, and Vanessa how she had asked Julien to call her, after hearing his funny attempts to say the word “doña”, had told Julien about the soup so much that Emma and Manny just giggled during the whole lunch, Mike would smile, acknowledging the fact that Manny had been right, and also he would hold hands with Julien from time to time, his mom saw how he lifted his hand once, and saw them parting hands, as Mike stretched to pass a plate to Emma, and Manny and Emma just grinned, and doña Vanessa smiled, and said they were so cute. Julien was blushing a lot like always, and Mike couldn’t help but think, that part of what had gotten him to fall in love for Julien was that blushing that was so common in him. When lunch was over and she got tired of offering Julien for more food, doña Vanessa said she was gonna leave to a community art class, and that she would be back later, a while before dinner time, also she said the boys could help them selves with anything they wanted from the kitchen, and that Gabriel was gonna be back probably for dinner time.



After they all washed the dishes, she was off to her class, and Emma looked at Manny. “Hey coz, do you want to go to my place and watch a movie or something?” “I know what you mean, yeah let’s leave them so they can screw each other’s brains out.” Julien laughed, and Mike looked at them like if he was gonna kill them while Emma just grinned. “I’m sorry to say this but the only one who could do that is Mike not me, he’s the wild one” Said Julien while smiling. Emma just laughed real hard, and Manny said, “hey please don’t try to make my brother sound sexy, it’s sick ya know?” Mike was so stunned to hear them going that he just stayed quiet. “That leaves you guys with about 5 hours so go enjoy.” Emma announced while she was dragging Manny along with her, after they had left the kitchen they heard Manny scream from the door. “No fucking in my room please!” this time they both laughed, they looked at each other and ran up the stairs.



It hadn’t taken them even 5 seconds to get rid of all their clothe once they were in Mike’s room, Julien had started playing with Mike’s foreskin, while Mike was sucking on Julien’s nipples, and when they were doing this it was Mike who pulled Julien and they both fell on top of the bed. At the moment they fell on the bed, Mike went for Julien’s cock sucking it so avidly that for a moment Julien thought he was gonna suck it off. Then Julien reached down and started reciprocating, loving the taste of the precum on Mike’s dick. Mike reached with his arms, and grabbed Julien and lifted him, turning him upside down, so they were now on a 69 position. Julien yelled in surprise when Mike turned him in the air, and got him like that. “Damn I knew you were strong but this is amazing…” “I have been waiting for this moment for a long time Julien dear, I can’t help it…” “Ok I don’t care it’s so hot.” That was the final word said before they started kissing and jacking each other’s penises as they hugged. Julien told Mike to fuck him and in no time, he had a condom from his bag, some lube and had his cock ready and was starting to go in. Julien gasped as Mike’s cock came inside him, they started to rock in bed while Mike was starting to go faster and faster.



A few hours later, they had rested to regain strength, Mike had given quite the performance, it had taken him around 45 minutes to come, and by the time he did, Julien had received so much pleasure that he started to shoot, besides, after a while, Mike was able to shove all of his thick cock inside, him, and every time Mike did that, Julien could swear he was gonna shoot, he would tell Mike to slow down or he would come. It had been amazing, but the best part, came after the whole sex, when they just lay in each others arms, and dozed off, not really sleeping but resting. Now they were getting ready for a second round. Mike wanted to be fucked this time, so it was now Julien who was rolling a condom down his cock, and was lubing Mike’s ass. They started with the penetration and Mike was loudly moaning, and Julien was sweating from the first moment, after all they had done it for 45 minutes an hour earlier. It seemed like the prior orgasm had made them stand more stimulation, because they spent around 40 minutes shifting positions, doggy style was the last they were now using, and Julien was feeling really tired, but still the pleasure he was getting was amazing, Mike was enjoying, every minute, every thrust, and every second of it.



Mike moved away, and got Julien laying on his back, he straddled him and sat on his cock, taking it all in, Julien gasped, and was moaning, in a few seconds, Mike put his legs to each side, flexing them, and then he started to squat up and down, thanks to his powerful legs and thighs. Julien thought he was in heaven, this was too good, he could see Mike’s cock swell and pulse every once in a while and he felt he was coming. Mike knew it and the mere thought made him shoot, all over Julien’s chest, abs, and some of his cum even landed on Julien’s chin. “I wanna see you come” He got off Julien, took the condom off, and started to stroke his dick, in just a few seconds, Julien’s dick was sprinkling cum all over his face, some of it landed on Mike’s mouth, and he moved, and took some shots in his mouth. Julien called out for him, and he crawled on top of him and they kissed, they both moaned, and broke the kiss. “I didn’t know cum tasted that good, specially in a kiss” They both laughed and kissed again, a few minutes later they were sound asleep.



CHAPTER 12.



By dinner time they had slept about an hour, they had woken up and decided to take showers so that when don Gabriel arrived he wouldn’t find them all sweaty and blushed as they were as a result of their orgasms, and the hard effort they put on getting them. “If your dad catches us let me tell you before that I love you” “I love you too my Julien, and he won’t catch us unless we get out of here soon” They were dressing in the bathroom, it had been a challenge to take a shower together without ending up having sex again. When they had finished dressing they decided to go downstairs and wait for doña Vanessa in case she needed some help with anything at the kitchen. As they were going downstairs she got home. She thought she still had some soup from lunch, but she didn’t wanted to make them repeat a meal, she thought she could make something else, so she had made a quick stop at this local marker where they sold various herbs and products from Latin America, Costa Rican food was delicious as far as Julien knew, and he loved how doña Vanessa made it.



They helped a little in the kitchen, Mike was better then he thought with cooking, they were going to have a “picadillo”, chopped vegetables cooked in a sauce that consisted in a row of herbs that doña Vanessa had picked specially for this meal, mustard leaves, thyme, cilantro, garlic, green onions, and a little bit of beef braw she had kept from the soup at lunch. Potatoes, plantains, sweet corn and peapods were the vegetables she had chopped and put in with the rest, “it will all be ready in 15 minutes tops” she had said. The rice was already cooking and she said it would be ready soon as well, she had a special pot to cook it, a rice cooker, “you only plug it, add the water, the rice, salt and whatever spice you like to add, put the lid on, push down the switch and wait, a wonder worker it is” How funny and warm she was, her smile made him feel at home and yet she was a bit different from his own cold mother, coming to think about it the women in his life had been really rough to treat, no wonder Mike was such a loveable sweet guy, he had been raised with great love coming from his mom, brother although they would love to pretend they didn’t love each other and from his uncle, cousin and great-grandfather. Yes his father was an idiot but still the others gave him all the love he needed to know better then turning into someone like don Gabriel.



Don Gabriel arrived a little after they had set the cooking. He went straight upstairs after popping his head through the kitchen door and making a hard face as soon as he spotted Julien there. Mike grunted and had an angered look on his face as soon as he saw this. “I’ll go talk to him honey, you 2 just stay here and take care of the picadillo, don’t let it stick to the pot, every few minutes just take the lid off the pot and stir it with a spoon, I’ll be right back.” She went upstairs, Mike looked back at Julien and faked a smile. “We both know he is figuring it out Mike, and we already knew he would react badly it was only a matter of time…” “Yes, still he doesn’t have a reason to look at you the way he did, I bet he thinks you’re trying to pervert me or something, if he only knew it has been completely the other way around” The front door went open, they could hear it from the kitchen, Emma and Manny were walking in and chatting in a whisper. They started walking towards the living room and met the kids, while all of a sudden the noise of a door being slammed caught all of them by surprise, and next they heard the parents arguing, more like fighting actually. “…this boy is a good person and you have no right to be making any assumptions on what he’s like when you haven’t even bothered to spend a few minutes with him…” “The hell I will spend time with him, you know what he is he is a fag and he wants to turn our son into one, no normal guy would want to sleep in another guy’s house unless he was a perv…” “…now keep your voice down I won’t let you offend him, let alone if he hears you…” “…let him hear I don’t care a damn, this is my house and I’ll say what I want in it…”



Julien already knew that Mike was about to explode from their previous conversation right before the kids arrive, amazing how he wasn’t even a slight bit mad about all of what don Gabriel had said. Mike was ready to go upstairs, when Emma and Manny jumped up and grabbed him by the arms, Julien got in front of him and locked eyes with him. All of them were begging him to stay there, maybe his dad would just quiet down. Thank god the stairs were directly next to the kitchen, and the living room was big enough so that they could stop him. He wasn’t even talking, just staring towards were the stairs were. Then the arguing stopped, it first had gone down to lower toned talking and then to what Julien assumed were whispers, because they couldn’t hear anything else. Then the stairs, they were both coming down the stairs, Mike had calmed down a bit, and was looking at Julien’s eyes, Mike’s eyes were teary and it broke Julien’s heart to see him like this. Then they heard a door and doña Vanessa walked in, stopped and realized that they were actually stopping Mike who was breathing loudly and now had tears rolling down his face.



“I’m sorry my dear Miguel, I always had feared a day like this would come, he just lost it, and then I…he looked so hurt…I didn’t mean to…so hard, I thought I would just give him a soft slap to get his attention… and then he went back against the wall and put a hand oh his face… he looked so hurt…” Manny came next to her and held her by a side, tears were already rolling down her face, Mike looked down and tightened his face. Emma was looking at Julien with teary eyes and she mouthed the words: “I’m sorry.” So sweet of a gesture. Mike came next to his mom and hugged her with Manny. Then doña Vanessa managed to say that he had left, he said he would go to his grandfather’s house, she looked at Emma, and Emma said she would sleep over.



They all had dinner and then they went to their separate bedrooms, Julien and Mike shared Mike’s room with his mom’s permission and Emma was staying at the guestroom that Julien had taken. It took them a while but they all went to sleep. Mike hadn’t spoken much; he had only looked at Julien and apologized for his father. “Sometimes I think he is crazy, he cares too much for what other people might think of him, us, and anything. When I picked my major he said I would turn into an idiot who liked to pry into other peoples life’s, and then I told him some other people had hearts and like to understand what they felt, unlike others who would do anything to just pretend and keep on living under a mask.” Julien nodded at this. “I don’t really care about what he thinks of me my love, I am worried that maybe I have come and caused great trouble within our family, I don’t mean to be trouble, so I think I should go soon…” Mike didn’t answer, he just hugged Julien, they both stayed in bed, and after a while they were sound asleep.



As hard as he had tried, Gabriel wouldn’t tell him what in hell had he done wrong to come and ask if he could stay with them. Ismael had tried too but at his asking, it would just turn into his older brother telling him to stay out of it, and leave him the fuck alone. Ancient Rafael loathed his grandson’s temper, so he didn’t give that much importance, the idiot had screwed up, the slap on his face was too evident, Vanessa had probably done what she should’ve done years before as far as he concerned. “You better have not hurt Vanessa or my boys or you will know my wrath, the wrath of an old rag perhaps but still you won’t like having me against you I swear…” Gabriel had pouted at this and pretended not to hear a thing. Snow had fallen all night long, it had been late this year, a very warm year to be winter, yet it brought a deadly beauty to the streets and the whole neighborhood. A little after sunrise Gabriel was already walking out, he wanted to be home quick, dress up and leave before Vanessa had the chance to even begin with the whole defense. The cold was killing him, winter was not so hard in the southern states, still he was freezing, his shoes were wet from walking in the snow, damn a block seemed eternal. He slipped, his ankle had twisted, he didn’t fell yet the pain was sharp. He knelt and felt for it, rubbed it and cursed his luck and the night his wife had picked to make a little scene. Tires screeched. He stood up as he heard the screech behind him, and a chill came up his spine as he flew through the air… Cold, his head was on snow, everything went numb, he saw the sky above him. The last thought that went through his mind was: “If there is anyone who I shouldn’t worry for that’s Mike, that bastard is stronger than any of us…”
 
Welcom back my friend. I enjoyed reading your new chapters and look foward to reading more in the near future.

Kevin
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Love you Kevin, most likely tomorrow I will deliver a new one, I have little time recently due to school, semester is almost over, so when I can I'll bring a new one.
 
Here you go hope you enjoy it. ..|

CHAPTER 13


Dear god, Ismael hadn’t called him yet, he had left with the ambulance, the driver had been so distraught by what had happened yet he had the focus to call an ambulance, and when it arrived the siren woke them up, he had mean to go down the stairs, but as he headed towards them he saw Ismael looking out the window, and then he ran outside. How he cursed his age and the weaken state his body was in now. If he could’ve only run faster, but he could barely make it outside for the time he heard Ismael whimpering and calling Gabriel’s name. “Gabe, Gabe, please wake up, wake up my brother please hang on…” At the moment he heard his grandson say those words he felt a tightening in his chest, a sharp pain stabbed him in the head, and he felt like he was going down. Being old was such a drag. He wanted to do something but the paramedics said it was ok, Ismael would go with them. “Abuelito go home, wait there I will call in case anything happens… please pray for him…” It broke his heart to hear Ismael forcing the words out of his mouth in between whimpers. So he went back inside. It was barely past 7. “What in god’s name where you doing outside so early you idiot! Why did you have to be so stubborn Gabriel…”



As he waited the memories of his past came to him, giving him such strong grieve, and still the love of those who he had already lost was so powerful that it made him feel warm, even though the pain was certainly enormous. He had first known love as a young man, he was barely 17 when he first experienced what he later on discovered to be love. He lived in Costa Rica, a small country in between Nicaragua and Panama, at the lower part of central America, highly religious, in a catholic way, sex and any untraditional practice of it was punished and caused disgust to people, or so they would say. He was a beautiful young man, he looked a lot like Miguel, still he was shorter, and his eyes were brown. From the moment he laid eyes upon that young man he knew they would end up together, he thought he was staring at an angel like the statues in the big church of Cartago, the main church of the country, home of the virgin of the angels. He had medium long hair, that reached his ears, it was curly and light brown and his eyes were of a caramel brown, his skin was fair, and he had the most delightful mouth, all of this was framed with a beautiful lean body of about 5’11” feet of height. He had to know this guy, and the guy was staring at him and blushed, he knew he was being watched.



It was the year of 1933 and he had known for a while that girls weren’t attractive for him. Boys on the other hand, would make him blush, feel warm, and ashamed whenever he realized about the stiffening in his underpants. His family had several times told him that such feelings had to be suppressed, that it would upset Christ, and God. Even though he always knew that adultery, which he had been told would lead him to hell, was commonly practiced by men, and women knew of this and yet they wouldn’t say a thing about it. Also his mother had once told him that boys had to like girls, and marry them, that any other way but that, would lead him to hell. Oh how he had feared all this words, but now he was getting tired of it all. He knew boys were the ones that he liked and for this reason he stopped going to church, he had thought that if he stayed away from god, he wouldn’t know he liked boys. How innocent. It made him laugh to remember the thoughts of his youth. And now he was certain that this boy was like him, he had blushed just as much as he knew he had, when he would stare at a handsome boy, this one had blushed the same way when looking at him, he had to risk it. He had to know if he was alone in the world.



They first saw each other at the central market, Rafael had come to pick groceries, and the boy was a tenant at one of the posts were Rafael frequently purchased, so now that he had the chance, he waited and sought to be attended by the beautiful boy. He was asked by a young lady, beautiful, yet a woman. “I would like to deal with that young man over there” He had told her while pointing towards the one who had him so infatuated. She looked at him in the eye, and then looked towards his angel. “Carlos! This fella wants you to take his order” So that was his name, the angel looked towards them, and he stared at Rafael, the blush coming to his cheeks, and nodded. He came towards him and started to aid him with his shopping. He had managed to ask a few questions and at then end, they had decided upon keeping to seek for each other any chance they had, for the shopping it was. A few months later they left to dine after Rafael did his shopping and Carlos was off from work. This was the night when everything changed, as they were sitting at the restaurant, which had a dim lighting, Carlos told Rafael he enjoyed his company. “I would rather live my whole life with a good friend like you then ever doing as my aunt asks of me and to marry some woman, marrying would ruin my life…” Carlos had been raised by an aunt, his mother’s sister, his parents had died young, and left him, their only child alone, after both of them were trapped in a fire at the factory where they worked. When hearing this Rafael started to blush, he felt how his knees went weak, and so he pushed further on the subject. “Is it that you don’t like women then?” He asked while chuckling nervously. Carlos looked at him, smiled and then Rafael felt how Carlos’s hand was brushing up his thigh close to his groin. A chill went up his spine, and he perked towards the front a little bit. Carlos smiled with a huge grin and said: “Now I think I am not the only one, am I my dear Rafa?” He didn’t know any words to say, he just leant forward and risking to be seen by anyone in the restaurant they kissed with such passion they had to stop and breath. They left together towards Rafael’s house.



When they arrived they started kissing and hugging, Rafael led Carlos into the storage at the side of the house, and they started taking their clothes off, Carlos kissed Rafael’s nipples, sucked on them, and nibbled them. Rafael tried his best to stop himself from releasing a moan. And then they were both naked, when he saw Carlos’s penis he couldn’t help but gasp at the beautiful uncut penis he had in front of him, it wasn’t that thick yet it was some good 8 and a half inches. His own penis came up and Carlos reached out and grabbed it, 7 inches of uncut dick as well, although he was slightly thicker then Carlos, as he grabbed his penis, he felt a chill go up his spine, and he started gasping, instinctively he reached out and grabbed Carlos’s penis in his hands, and started jacking it as well. Carlos leant forward and kissed him, he parted just to talk. “Can I suck on it? Please…” He didn’t answer, he just grabbed him by the neck and led him down on it, and then he was in heaven. Carlos started by licking the tip of it, then he tried his lips around it, pulled the foreskin down and then he took it all in, as far as he could, he even gagged a little. Then he started moaning with Rafa’s dick in his mouth, Rafa was grabbing on to his head and moaning as well, he felt his penis swell and he knew that if he didn’t stop Carlos he would spill inside his mouth. Even though everyone told him to never touch his penis and to never have “foul” thoughts, he had played with it a few times and had learned to recognize when he was about to spill what he had been told by his father was what got girls pregnant. He pulled out of Carlos’s mouth and docked, pushed Carlos on the floor and then he reciprocated on him. The flavor of it was incredible, he pulled the foreskin down and then a little bit up, he gagged a few times trying to get in all the way, then Carlos moved away.



He got up and pushed Rafa on the floor, then got on top of him, they were looking into each other’s eyes. Carlos moved Rafa on his side, so his legs were on his right side, and then he poked his penis in between Rafa’s legs, for a moment there he thought Carlos would penetrate his bottom, which made him feel fear and yet excited him and made his penis go rock hard, but then Carlos just started gliding his penis in between Rafa’s thighs, and pushed them together so they were tight around his penis. Rafa started masturbating as Carlos kissed his neck and kept thrusting in between his thighs. Then he felt Carlos’s penis swelling and he felt the warm liquid hitting against his balls while Carlos let out a moan of pleasure, he couldn’t stand the pleasure watching Carlos’s face was giving him. He felt his own penis swelling and then he shot his sperm all over the floor. They started kissing and then the most horrifying moment of his life took place, he heard his mother squeal. They both rose and watched with terror how she stared at them from the door frame of the storage.



The phone was ringing wasn’t it? He rose from the sofa, it caused him quite some trouble, but still he managed to do it. He walked all the way across the living room, to the little table that was near the entrance to the kitchen, he picked up the auricular of the phone and just waited. “Abuelito? Are you there?” He felt panic to hear his boy call him that. “Tell me how is he? Is he going to be fine?” There was a pause on the line. “Gabriel is dead Abuelito…” The whimpering started. “My brother is dead…” He tightened his face fighting off the tears, and then he summoned his strength. “Ismael my boy listen to me, I will call Vanessa and the boys, I’ll tell them, you must remain strong…” His own voice was starting to break as tears rolled down his aged face. “Someone will be there shortly, you stay there and do what you can by now, my boy I love you and we will help you, but be strong by now.”
 
Here you go, more to come. ..|

CHAPTER 14


Mike woke up to the sound of the phone ringing, it was awfully cold, as he walked outside his room looking for the phone he saw snow through the hallway window, no wonder it was this cold, it was the first time in years he remembered it to snow. He got to the phone and recognized the number on the caller ID, it was he’s great-grandpa’s house. Immediately he felt a sharp pain in his stomach, something bad had to happen for them to call at this hour, it wasn’t even 8 o clock. He picked up and didn’t even wait to hear who it was. “What’s happened? Is there something wrong?” Then the person he expected the least to have called answered him. “Mike my boy, it’s your father, he’s had an accident, they’ve taken him to the hospital, Ismael went with him…” He didn’t wait to hear the whole story, abuelito was speaking softly, and clearly, carefully pausing in between every word, this conversation only made him feel even worse, something was surely wrong, his father, his father had died, he just knew it, so before his abuelito could continue he asked, putting an end to Ancient Rafael’s speech. “Is he dead? Abuelito, did my father died?” There was a pause from the other side of the line. “Yes my dear, he passed away, he was walking out from here, towards your house, and he got hit by a car… the sirens woke us up, your uncle went out and left with the ambulance…he called and informed me just a few minutes ago…Please I can’t stand this… I need company, at least until Ismael returns…” His grandfather’s voice was breaking he was about to cry, just as Mike himself was about to. “I’ll be right over…” He hung up and started walking towards his room, his feet were failing him, he felt dizzy all of a sudden.



He could hear Mike’s voice outside, he was talking, on the phone it seemed, just because he couldn’t hear any voice talking back. He light was coming in from the slightly opened door, Mike’s voice went down to a whisper, a chill came up his back. Not only was it awfully cold, he could sense that something was wrong, he started to get out of bed when he looked out the window, and saw the snow falling, the shadow of the snow projected itself on the room, it looked like little black balls, falling down the walls and on top of everything, the door opened, and the light came in, then he saw Mike’s shadow blocking the light that came in the door. He looked towards the door and he immediately felt his throat tightening, Mike was shaking and pale white, tears were rolling down his face. In no time he rose to his feet and went to Mike, grabbing him by the shoulders then by the face. “Mike baby what’s wrong? Talk to me, please tell me…” A whisper came out Mike’s lips, he waited patiently to hear, but he could barely make out what he was saying, he kept repeating until the words came out a bit clearer, still whispered but Julien managed to understand what he said. “Dad…dead” Oh god, not now, please don’t let them suffer this, they don’t disserve this pain, not now… He wanted to know what had happened but Mike was still shaking he instinctively hugged him and when he did, Mike broke into sobs, fell to the front, and was caught by Julien, he went to his knees and hugged Mike while he cried.



Emma heard someone weeping, it was a dream, at least that was her first assumption, then she thought she recognized the voice that tried to talk in between sobs. “A car…walking home…” She opened her big blue eyes, it was her cousin, Mike was the one who was crying. The snow fell outside, causing a dance of little shadows on everything in the guest room. She rose to her feet, moving the blanket a side as she stood up and started walking, she looked to the window and confirmed that it was snowing, the cold immediately hit her as she was now only on her panties and top, she picked up her jacket from the couch and put it on “Screw that I’m on my underwear this shall be enough” Mike’s room was right across the guest room, so she could clearly hear him sobbing, she came outside the room and saw the two of them kneeling outside the room, Mike had his face buried in Julien’s chest, Julien’s shirt was all wet, probably from the tears, she felt a sharp pain in her stomach, and then Julien looked at her. “Your uncle was hit by a car, he died” She looked straight into his eyes, surveying, looking for any sign to know it was true. They were filled with sorrow, shining behind the tears that had come forth. He was heartbroken, he’d probably never seen Mike like this, god she’d never seen him like this herself. “Uncle Gabe is dead? Does aunt Vanessa know? Does Manny know?” She started crying herself. Julien nodded no. “Does my father know? What about abuelito?” Mike took a deep breath, she went to her knees and hugged him from behind. “Abuelito is all alone, your dad went in the ambulance with my dad, he called and told abuelito, then he called here…I’m going to abuelito’s house to keep him company, please Emma I can’t tell them…” She rose to her feet and looked at Julien. “Don’t let him go alone Julien, go with him I’ll tell my aunt and cousin, please go with him”.



He heard the door opening, someone had finally come. He had spent the last hour in such a painful rain of memories and regrets, 90 year of life and still he thought he had more things to regret then to be happy for. He heard the steps on the stairs, and in short time he heard Mike’s voice calling out for him. He made his best effort to get up, he had pains all over when he would force himself up still it made him feel good that at least it hurt but he could do it. He started walking towards the hall, this tiny library they had in the second floor was so lonely but still he loved the silence, he never knew why he only knew that this was the quieter room in the whole house, when he made it to the hallway he saw Mike coming to the library and they hugged immediately. “Abuelito ¿cuándo murió, por qué andaba afuera? Both of them kept on speaking in Spanish, without paying attention to Julien, later they would explain him all they had said. Ancient Rafael told them someone should go to Ismael, he was all alone at the hospital and he was surely feeling very bad himself. They called home and Emma had already told doña Vanessa and Manny, Manny was more at ease, doña Vanessa had gone crazy when she heard, Manny said they would go to their house and be with them, except for Emma, as soon as she heard her father was alone she said she would get ready and go to him, Julien offered to escort her, it wasn’t proper for a 15 year old to be all alone at a hospital, Mike agreed with him, and stayed with Ancient Rafael, waiting for his mother and brother, while Julien went home to change and then go with Emma.



*****


It had all gone by now, the autopsy had been short, the medical report was sufficient, his body had been passed to the family’s custody before the night came. The whole family was in great pain, Manny had been the one who seemed to not feel the pain, yet, it was as if he hadn’t realized yet of what had happened. Doña Vanessa was without any doubts distraught, and to think the last time they were together she had slapped him as hard as to leave her hand marked on his face. Julien couldn’t believe that all this was happening, he had never witnessed death from outside his family, and now so close to Christmas, this was not how he had pictured this whole vacation to turn out to be, but he was sure of one thing, he was at least happy to be able and help Mike, how he loved Mike, Mike who had taught him so much about himself, Mike who had been there when Kathy had disappeared. This was his time to repay him, not like he would need a reason to do it, it was the right thing to do. They were about to go to bed, and in the morning they would give their farewell to one of the most harsh yet loved people in their family. He had said he didn’t want a funeral, or a reception. Yet they had all agreed on that he was not the best person to decide that, so they said there would be a funeral, only with some work friends and them, and then a small reception. Emma’s dad was surprised to see him at the hospital, they helped him, finished the arrangements they needed, they went back home and then when it was time to go sign for the funeral home to take the body don Ismael had thanked him for being so good to them, and had gently squeezed his shoulder and smiled while he said it. He was so different from his brother. Right before they went to sleep Julien got in bed behind Mike and cuddled with him, the only thing they said to each other was “I love you” and then they had both proceeded to sleep.



The funeral had been long, it felt like it would never end, his brother and mother had cried during the funeral, his uncle, cousin and even grandfather had cried too. Julien was always beside Mike, they didn’t show much affection to each other except when they were putting their father down into the vault. Tom had come late, but he got there, when he saw him coming towards him Manny could swear his heart skipped and for the first time since Emma woke him up and told him his dad had died, he felt like crying. He couldn’t understand he was awfully hurt, yet the tears wouldn’t come. Tom got in behind him, and without anyone noticing he curled his arms around Manny’s waist and hugged him from behind. How warm this felt, how strongly he loved Tom. They all went back home, and the reception was nice, they had prepared some snacks and drinks for this before they left, they had the funeral at 1 p.m. By the time they got back home they were all hungry so this meal was well received by all of them. He wanted to be alone with Tom, he knew what his intentions were, he wanted to go to bed with him, now that dad wasn’t around to catch them, he wanted to sleep with him. It stroke him as disgusting and disrespectful, but still he couldn’t stand it, he didn’t care, dad wasn’t there to scold him for getting Tom in his room.



He had always been afraid of his dad, he remembered the time he bruised Mike’s arms when they were little, and after that they both were afraid of getting their dad angry. But when Mike became 15 he started to go to the gym, one of the teachers from school would let him go under his member card. Their dad didn’t know, he had forbid them to do anything like that, and he had helped Mike to hide it. Mike was 3 years older then him, but still he had always treated him well, and looked out for him. They never knew if going to the gym had anything to do with it, but Mike grew several inches in that time. And besides, his muscles became large as well. For a while there he would feel guilty sometimes when he would catch himself staring at his brother’s biceps, and realize he was becoming aroused. These were the years when he started to realize that he liked boys instead of girls. Mike became more and more built with time, and by the time he was a senior they both realized that their father was becoming terrified of him, he wouldn’t dare treat him as he used to, no yelling when he would scold him, no spiteful looks into his eyes and he stopped walking up to him to try to corner him. And to make it even better, when he would do it to Manny, Mike would come in and right away their dad would back off by just looking at his eldest son. Manny started taking classes with the teacher that had allowed Mike to use his gym card, and as Mike was graduating he told Manny to start going himself, and he started doing other exercises by himself, he said they would keep his muscle tone, and told Manny he should use it now, their teacher agreed.



He wasn’t nearly as muscular as Mike, he was an inch shorter, but he surely had a nice body, the same blue eyes and black curly hair, though he liked to keep his hair short. His face had a thinner bone structure then Mike’s, yet the similarity was more then obvious. When he was 15 and he started going to the gym, he was afraid of liking guys because he thought he wouldn’t find any other guy in school who was like him, he was a Freshmen and Mike was already a senior in high school. Mike had figured out he liked guys, and told him to never tell their dad, he said he liked guys too, and that sometimes he would have fun with some guys from high school but that it wasn’t anything serious, he had told him to just wait and that when there would be someone in high school, he would have more of a chance to meet another guy like him. Manny was happy, Mike once more had become his guardian in something else, and he was sure he wouldn’t tell his dad ever in his life, he in fact felt little care for his father, and at times it made him feel very bad, but still it felt like the natural thing for him. He started to notice some change in his body and as it had happened with Mike he grew a little. He had always had a tight relationship to his cousin Emma but it was a little after Mike left to college that they had become tighter friends. Mike was now 20, he was taking his second year in college, and when he left Manny thought he was alone, until he discovered that Emma was just about as crazy as he and his brother were. Right after he started going to the gym he made a new friend in Tom, they had several classes together and were beginning to get very close. A little before Mike left for college they were already lovers.



Mike had caught them once, he was sure of that, they had been very good friends and from the beginning his dad had forbid him to take “that kid” into his room. Mike had helped to cover up for them so that Manny could go to Tom’s house, maybe Mike had known from that moment that there could be something more between them. Anyways they had begun to get together at Tom’s house, and there came a day when they got caught by rain on their way there, and so Tom offered Manny to take a shower while he took his clothe and put it in the drier. “Wow, I knew you go to the gym, but I didn’t know you were this built…” Tom was looking at Manny’s lean body up and down, it made him a little uncomfortable but at the same time he was getting hard to know Tom was checking him out. He finished taking his clothe off, but his boxers, he was blushing. “Oh I guess I’ll turn around, take them off and put them in my hand while I’m not looking, and hop in the shower” Manny agreed, Tom looked away and he stayed quiet, took off his boxer briefs and then he stepped in the shower and closed the shower door. He heard Tom going down the stairs and so he got the shower going. When he got out he started drying himself with the towel Tom gave him and then Tom got in, he instinctively put the towel before his semi-hard on. “Are you gonna shower too?” “Yeah I’ll just get in now, my clothe can wait you need to get home before your dad kills you” Tom took his shirt off, and Manny felt like hugging him right there, he was about the same height Manny was and had the same built, although Manny knew he was a bit more muscular then Tom. He had sandy blonde hair and dark brown eyes, a treasure trail went up to his navel. And his lips were thick and beautiful. Manny had always admired Tom, but now he was so aroused by him.



Suddenly Manny felt that something was different, and he looked at Tom, his face was blushed, he tightened his mouth and put a hand behind his head, closed his eyes and came closer. They hugged and Tom looked straight into Manny’s eyes. “I can’t stand this… Manny I …I…” Manny felt so afraid and then he moved towards Tom and kissed him. He realized of what he just did and broke apart, he looked into Tom’s eyes. “Sorry Tom, I am…” Tom moved forward and kissed him back. “Don’t be I had wanted to do that myself for a while now…” They resumed their kissing and that night they both sucked a cock for the first time in their lives. It was after all that a few months later they were experimenting and they tried the 69 position, that was the boldest thing they had done in their lives, they were at Manny’s house and hiding in their room, trying to get done fast before Manny’s dad got home. He saw Mike take a peek in the room, and quickly he closed the door and left. He never talked to Mike about that, and then he had left for college. Now 2 years after that Tom and him had already tried penetration, Manny’s cock was 7 inches, uncut and thick, Tom’s was 8 inches, and also thick, though he was cut. They loved taking turns to penetrate each other but they hadn’t had much chance to do it because Manny’s dad had been harder and harder on them, he was suspicious.



Tonight they would do it, in his house, right now, he didn’t care, he needed this, dad wasn’t there to scold him ever again, nor to threaten him. They went up the stairs and into Manny’s room. “Tom my love I need you now…please let’s do it, I want your big cock in me…” A kiss, a hug, they were both getting aroused. “Wait Manny everyone’s down stairs… We can’t do it now…” Another kiss, Manny rubbed Tom’s hard on with his hand, and he started to go towards the bed. They got on the bed and Manny started taking his clothe off. Tom did the same. “Please I don’t care anymore, I need you babe, let’s just do it…” He unzipped Tom’s pants and pulled his boxers down. Tom helped him to get naked, and Manny got a condom out from his night stand. “Put it on and just do it” Tom did as he was told, he got on top of Manny and started kissing him. “Do you have any lube?” “No, just go in, we can do it like this…” He obeyed and aimed his dick at Manny’s ass. He pushed in, softly, Manny wrapped his legs around him and pulled him tight against him, he went in, Manny let out a moan, and kissed him, he was going in slow but steady. Then he was in, he started to thrust harder, Manny was blushed and groaning. He was moaning himself and he could feel Manny’s ass tighten around his dick. He love the freedom, dad wouldn’t scare him no more, he turned on his side, still holding Tom against him, and then he was on top, he started to motion faster and Tom was there enjoying the pleasure. Both of them felt bad about doing this with what had happened earlier, but the pleasure was too much. Manny felt the orgasm coming, and his ass started squeezing Tom’s dick, he sprayed his cum all on top of Tom, and heard how Tom was moaning under him, he felt how Tom’s dick was swelling and shooting inside of him. It was done, he moved and lay down next to Tom, then he felt the tears come, and he covered his face with his hands and started crying, Tom hugged him and was kissing him. “He never loved me… why didn’t he ever love me? I always wanted him to be nice to us, but he would always be cold…” He opened his eyes and saw Tom was crying too, they kissed and they laid there while Manny kept on crying loudly.



CHAPTER 15



He was very worried about Manny, he had been obviously suffering, Gabriel was their father, yes he had been a complete asshole to them, but that didn’t make him less their father. What worried him was that he hadn’t been hit with the actual understanding of that Gabriel would be there no more, now they were left with all the bad and the little good he did to them. If he had lived longer maybe he could’ve changed, though to Mike it seemed quite impossible for his father to ever change. Mother was suffering the worse, and to think that it had been him, the object of their terrible argument the day before of his death. But in this whole wave of pain they were all feeling there was a constant thing that kept him amazed, Julien had helped in all he could and had been giving him his love all along. “It seems you’ve found yourself a real good boyfriend” He had been shocked by uncle Ismael’s words, yet it was so warm and relieving to hear the kindness in which he had said it, the approval that he transmitted with those simple words. He just nodded, yet he knew he was blushing. His uncle hugged him and gave him a kiss on the forehead. “Enjoy your life and be yourself, take good care of him if you love him, for it seems he loves you very much, don’t ever let what other people think distract you from keeping happiness and love in your life, for having them is what really matters in the end.” God I love you he thought when his uncle told him that while still hugging him. And to think that his father had always kept uncle Ismael controlled, as if he was afraid of him, and now Mike was sure of that they would hear the stories his dad had prevented uncle Ismael from telling years ago, though when he wasn’t sure.



Ancient Rafael had been with them too, but now it was time to take him home, it was cold, snow had been falling every few hours, and then stop for some hours. It was time to take him home before it would get too cold, Manny had told him that he would go with them just so he could stay a little with Ancient Rafael before coming back home. But he had gone up the stairs with Tom, now they were surely not in conditions to go with them. He didn’t care, he knew what they were probably doing, and he didn’t care. Yes they had just buried their dad but now they had at least freedom, real freedom, and now Manny and Tom would spend some time together, maybe now he would start to really cope with what had happened. Abuelito wasn’t crying anymore, now he was more at ease, right when they had come to keep him company the day before in the morning he was so hurt, he was praying for Gabriel to find some peace now that he was gone. The peace he never had while living. This was the very first time he even knew his great-gradfather to pray. He was helping him get in bed, and Julien, Emma and uncle Ismael were somewhere near. Emma had offered to stay at their house just to help with their mom, that would be great, how sweet of Emma to offer that, she was showing to all of them once again how quickly she was maturing. How they all loved her.



Ismael was incredibly nice and sweet, without any doubts Gabriel had been the only one among them that was so sour and rough. “How long have you and my nephew been dating? You are a couple? That is why my dear brother went on such a rampage, he was too full of prejudice, but now be sure of that this whole family welcomes you.” He was blushing so much he thought his face was burning; Ismael chuckled when he looked at him. “Thank you, I just hope everything could’ve been different with your brother…” Ismael sighed, he was fixing dinner, and was setting the stove to heat what he had put on a pot, Emma was upstairs, she was getting new clothe to take with her, she was going to stay with them for a few days. “We all would’ve loved it if anything could’ve been different with Gabriel, but he just wasn’t the type of person who liked to change things, or the way he thought things were supposed to be. You’ll see me and my brother were raised by our grandfather, our parents died young as a result from a car crash. Gabriel was older then me, he had been born 4 years before me. Our parents had the accident when I was 8, dad died right away, mom lived for weeks, struggled to stay alive. But then she died. I remember we went to the hospital, and I just thought she was sleeping, but Gabriel knew better, he was 12, he knew there was something awfully wrong with her. I don’t even remember any wounds, they say she had scrapes all over her face… I just remember she was beautiful, I don’t remember any of the pain.”



He stopped for a second, looked at Julien and he saw that Emma had come into the room, she knew some of it, and he thought it was about time she heard all of it. “After our parents died, I found relieve in staying with Grandpa and with his friend, more like his partner actually.” Emma opened her eyes wide and looked up from the kitchen table to her father’s face, he resumed his story after a few seconds. “Abuelito had moved here from Costa Rica, his original home. His partner was from there too, I will tell you more about all that later, let’s get back to our childhood. Gabriel wanted something different then what I wanted, I just wanted to feel loved, and that is what I found with Ancient Rafael and his partner Carlos. Gabriel just needed something higher then that, he started to go to church frequently and became the very first member of our family to get involved in religion. And after that he started to say things that would break the peace in the house. –You two will go to hell you know, God despises people like you– Abuelito was so hurt by these words, and then hurricane Gabriel was created. For the following years he kept on saying such things, he would tell them to me, but I wouldn’t listen. Yet with the years he got married, and after that I think he realized somehow that I was just like Grandpa.” He looked at Emma who was smiling, then at Julien who was listening respectfully with an attentive look in his eyes. “I had a lover, a friend I had from school, Gabriel found out and had the first fight of his life with my lover, I never knew he was so strong until that day. My friend and I never saw each other, until a few years ago I managed to track him down, we’ve talked on the phone and exchanged e-mails. The point is that after this, Gabriel made it his goal to get me married, and so he pointed the fact that the very best and only true friend I had ever had in my life outside this family was in love with me. She was your mom, Delia, so following his advice, and breaking Abuelito’s heart by the first time in my life, I married her. And in our first year of marriage you came into our lives. Your mom had always been frail, she would be sick often, and after she had you she started to fade away…”



The tears were coming to his eyes, Emma was becoming teary too. Julien reached out and grabbed Emma’s hand. It stroke him as beautiful to see how in this little time it seemed this boy had become so close to his daughter even. Curse your idiotic mind Gabriel, this boy can be one of us, he is one of us. “Anyways, the point is that in fact I think the death of our parents made Gabriel distant, instead of coping with the pain he tried to drown it out by fighting, he stopped with the religious babbling soon, then it was just what was right or wrong according to him. Let’s just hope he doesn’t need to fight anymore now.” Emma wiped her eyes with her hand. He reached out and caressed her cheeks, she smiled. “The one good thing Gabriel did in those years was expanding this family, if I hadn’t had you I don’t know what would’ve been of me. And if he hadn’t married Vanessa and had the boys… He loved you all, just as I do, you are the most precious… all of what we had, all of what I have besides Abuelito. Now my dears, dinner will be ready briefly.” He kissed Emma’s forehead, she chuckled and hugged him, then she got up and went up the stairs.



Once they got home he knew that whatever he and Emma had talked about with uncle Ismael it had been big, and that he had to hear it. Mom was better now, she seemed calmer, most of the people were gone now, and the few remaining ones were on their way out. Not too many people had come, dad only had some few work friends, and that was it. Manny was still upstairs, he was going to look for him, uncle Ismael wanted to talk to both of them before the night was over. Julien and Emma stayed with his mom, she told him to go to his brother, maybe he needed him. He went up the stairs and walked to Manny’s room, the door was open, and he could hear him crying. At last he cries. He came in and was glad to find them both at least half dressed. Manny was sitting on the bed and Tom was sitting next to him hugging him. Tom looked up to him, and gave him a half smile, a sad smile to be true. His eyes were teary. Then Manny looked up and reached out with his hand, Mike enclosed it into his own hand and he sat down beside him. Manny immediately hugged him. Tom got up and buckled his belt. “I’ll get him some water.” He looked down at Mike, and Mike understood he was asking for his help. Tom walked out the room and Mike kissed Manny’s head. “I love you” Was the first phrase Manny told him. “I love you too baby brother, are you feeling any better?” “Sort of, I just…if only he had been different, it would be easy to take in…” Mike put his left hand on Manny’s right cheek. “I know dear but as Abuelito told me, let’s just hope he’s found peace now, and that now we can all be happy, by the way, uncle Ismael wants to talk to you and me, let’s go, maybe he can make you feel better.” Manny wiped his eyes, cleared his throat and got up. “Ok, let’s go.”
 
sixteenth is here:

CHAPTER 16

The room was warm, which was incredibly amazing considering that it was just about to snow. Manny kept on looking at the flowered faded pattern on the walls, he was already feeling better, he was getting distracted, Mike felt better of knowing that at least now he had released the frustration and that he had understood at some level what it was his brother was feeling.

Ismael looked at both his nephews, they were sitting right across from him on the comfy reading couches they had set on the library so many years ago. They both had deep beautiful blue eyes, just like Ismael’s eyes, like his mother’s eyes, and her mother’s. he was about to tell them the story the whole story, from the beginning, not like Emma and Julien had heard it, he would say it whole now, and then he would tell Emma when he first had chance to. The memories were fresh, he didn’t want to risk abuelito hearing it, it might make him suffer even more, how much he was suffering with Gabriel’s death, it amazed him, but after all they always fought and maybe the constant fighting with Gabriel was now a burden of pain for him. But then again, who didn’t Gabriel fight with?

The image of his mom on the hospital bed came to him suddenly… the boys, they were waiting for him to start the story. How foolish he was behaving right now. “I’m sorry my dears, I have been rambling on and on in my head waiting for the right words to tell you all this, abuelito has always wanted you to know the story of how he came to this country, of how the family started, and on my part I will tell you of the things that I think led your father to become the harsh person he was…” They both looked down, Mike took a deep breath, Manny was leaning back against the couch, light and shadow produced an effect on his face that caused him to look all the more beaten, although Ismael knew it was purely light and shadow playing with his sight. He took a deep breath, rubbed his hands together and he began.

Ancient Rafael’s story, through Ismael’s memories.

Abuelito lived back in Costa Rica, he was born in 1916, the firstborn of a family of merchants, they had a grocery store on their area of the capital. San José is about as big as some counties here, but Costa Rica is a small country and their provinces, are small in comparison to such a country as the United States. Ancient Rafael was always loved by his family yet, he always sensed a bit of reproach from them on the subject of girls and marriage, since he was young he had told them he didn’t wanted to marry a girl, he wanted to stay with his parents and siblings, which were 3 girls. This of course caused his parents to worry about him, they thought it was unnatural for a boy to say he didn’t want to marry, all his sisters wanted to marry, they knew what his parents said was supposed to be “the way things are”.

Remember now my boys that this I tell you as best I remember from what abuelito told me when I was a teenager. During his teen years his father had tried to convince him to go to brothels with him. This of course made him feel disgusted, for all he knew from church and from what his close relatives which weren’t so many had taught him, prostitutes and adultery were wrong and he was shocked to know that his father was willing to go to such places, he was even more mad to think that his father had probably been at such places before and that he was probably cheating on his mother. One day he had the guts to ask his mom about the whole subject, and she told him it had been her idea. He was dumbfounded and hurt; she had asked her own husband to take him to this place, even though she probably knew he would get a whore for himself. He didn’t understand during these years what they were so worrying about, until he realized of what could be they suspected.

School wasn’t common among young people of his age back then, they would basically go just to learn how to read, write and then to learn the basic math everyone should know to manage money on a good manner. Still he had liked reading since he was a boy, so he kept going to school and would work harder at the family store to do so, because his parents thought it was nonsense for a strong (handsome), smart (charming) Youngman like him to want to learn, he had all he needed just as it was. He would get better prices from the merchants at the main market, the central market which had been built in 1880, or around that year, he would go to this place dragging a donkey, in which he would carry the merchandise back home, he would make the trip more then 2 times a week. It was just about 5 hours of his day to do this. He loved the market, he loved the freedom with which people spoke there, not saying “god forgive me” after any minor bad word they used, and just joking, singing, selling their products with a joy his parents would’ve labeled as insanity.

It was here in this market that he met the first clue of the reason why he had never liked the idea of marrying a girl. He saw a beautiful Youngman who was very tall, or so he said. Ismael looked at Mike and paused his story for a few seconds. “Until this day, he always tells me from time to time that you are as tall as Carlos was, and he always smiles when he tells me this.” Mike smiled and looked down. His name was Carlos, but he wouldn’t discover this until a few weeks later, he was tall, about 5’11” lean, fair skinned, and he had hair that went down to his ears, wavy and light brown, his eyes were of a beautiful sparkling caramel brown color. Abuelito saw him and thought he was looking at the statue of an angel, the main cathedral in Costa Rica is located in Cartago, the city that was originally the capital right when the Spaniards came to those lands. Then the capital became San José, although why I really don’t know. Well the thing is that this church has some Angels sculpted on its entrance, and the only time abuelito had been there he thought the angels were the most beautiful thing he had seen. Until he met Carlos, he thought one of the angels of the church had come to look for him. Ismael chuckled.

The few next times he went to the market he would ask the other clerks from this post to move on, he would wait for the Youngman, so the other clerks instead of letting him wait, they would call Carlos as “chamaco” and tell him young Rafa wanted him to help him with his shopping. Of course the first time they did so abuelito thought he would die in embarrassment, but the “chamaco” would just come smiling and help him very attentively with his shopping. Now wait, the first time abuelito saw him, he stared at him and blushed, he felt awkward but he couldn’t stop thinking about him, and before he could notice Carlos looked at him and caught him staring, but when he did Carlos smiled at abuelito and winked. So the next times he went there Carlos was very nice to him, and abuelito was just happy he found someone he felt these new sensations about, although he knew that these were the things his parents expected him to feel for girls, not boys. The first day he did his shopping with Carlos’s aid, Carlos had been very talkative, he had asked abuelito about so many things that he would not answer to any other clerk, or that he wouldn’t imagine another clerk would even ask him. He asked him things every time he would go.

“Do you have a girlfriend boss? Why so? Ha you’re one clever guy, girlfriends only want you to buy them presents and to look pretty… oh women!
Have you gone to school? I went just to learn how to read, after I learned a little bit my aunt told me to not come back, she said it as ok like that…it was the same with math, once I knew how to add and subtract, she said school no more. Well you have your own store now don’t you? I ain’t a school boy but I know so, all this things you come so often for, can only be for a store, if I would buy half of what you take I would eat before it gets home…
I like oranges, but I see you take more bananas then anything else, who do you sell all this to? Monkeys? Oh so you like apples yourself, nice pick boss.

This last day, after his usual shop, abuelito went home, and when he got there his parents were glad to see him smiling when he walked in, they said he looked like if someone had made him happy. He thought they had no idea, and while he was unpacking the things he brought, he found what at first looked like a ball of paper, when he grabbed he knew at once it was an apple. He unwrapped it from the paper and inside the paper he could read in very pretty handwriting:
For you boss.
After reading this his smile became broader, and his parents took the paper from him and they told him a market girl was no good for him, he just left the room and allowed them to keep arguing about him and a market girl…
 
Yes, please keep writing. You have me very engrossed in your story. There is much more of the family history that we need to read.

Thank you for sharing it with us.

Craiger
 
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