Le Petit Nicolas
Chapter 8 - Caught

The summer morning was warm and pleasant, everything they needed and wanted. It wasn't unusual for Nicolas to wake up early, it took him a while to open his eyes. Then he remembered that he wasn't sleeping in his own bed. The clock was just showing seven minutes to seven as a faint breeze blew through the wide opened window and caressed both boys' bodies, sending the shivers down their spines. Both of them were naked as the day they were born. Nicolas was snuggled next to Geoffroy, he was hugging his boyfriend from behind, placing one of his arms across the boy's stomach.

He looked down to notice the sheets were still a little bit damp from the mixture of their sweat and a few drops of cum. The wet spots were visible against the white cloth. Nicolas felt that he was happy, delighted, he moved closer to his lover, making their bodies touch. To say the truth, he was thrilled by his sensations - this was one of these rare moments when he was really able to feel Geoffroy. Touch his friend's skin, listen to his breath and heart beating, caress every single spot on his body. The thing that surprised even him was the fact that Geoffroy was a really heavy sleeper. Trying to pull some prank Nicolas pinched the boy's nipples, hoping to wake him up but his friend wasn't responding in any way. Nicolas sighed and blinked few times, only to close his eyes again as he started recalling things that happened in the past hours.

They were playing till the midnight and at the very end of their fun they were both exhausted. After the initial orgasms, they tried wrestling again. The game was really dirty, they both aimed to grab each other privates and squeeze them hard. As soon as they were done they tried another competition known as Who will cum first? The result of the competition was somewhat predictable as Nicolas was the one to cover the fresh bed sheets with his boyish semen. Geoffroy followed shortly after but he was unable to tell what exactly made him come. Was it the excitement filling his aroused body? Or seeing Nicolas masturbating furiously as the boy hoped to win? Or maybe his own, perverted thoughts?

But the night was still young as they wrestled again on the same bed, smearing their bodies with their own sperm. Nicolas smiled. He recalled the moment he pushed Geoffroy's face directly into a fresh puddle of semen. Oh, Nicolas was surprised that Geoffroy's hysterical laughter did not wake anyone. Of course, due to his body size, the little boy was the one losing most of the fights, but he kept trying and eventually won as he rested on top of his friend's dead tired body. They were kissing, again. And then they went to sleep on the same bed.

“Geoff, you sleepyhead!” Nicolas whispered, staring at Geoffroy's head. He placed his fingers on it and started fondling his classmate's hair. He moved his hand below, to the neck, gently massaging it, hoping to wake up his boyfriend the best possible way. Geoffroy's skin was so smooth, young, perfect, free from any signs of puberty. A rather big and cute birthmark was located on his left shoulder blade, Nicolas pressed it curiously. But then he got another idea.

Changing his position Nicolas rolled his body over so his head was next to Geoffroy's legs. Recalling the porn they watched recently he remembered the moment when both men were sucking each other. It was almost the same. The only difference was that his boyfriend was turned away from Nicolas, still sleeping, unaware of what's coming. The black haired boy grinned when he looked at Geoffroy's legs and the two rounded buttocks in front of his face. The most ticklish spots. He promised himself that one day he will tickle Geoffroy's feet for as long as possible, till his cute friend won't be able to take it anymore, but for now, he turned his attention to the boy's smooth cheeks.

“Well, you kinda liked it... right?” He asked, knowing that he will receive no answer and reached for Geoffroy's delicate butt. Spreading it with one hand Nicolas exposed the hairless crack with the pink hole in between winking up at him. So tight and cute, a truly virgin hole, the most intimate place.

Probing the skin with his finger Nicolas quickly noticed that it was still moist from both Geoffroy's sweat and his own spit. The black-haired boy pressed harder against it and entered his lover's warm rectum. Playing with the hole, examining it, trying to spread it up even more Nicolas satisfied his curiosity, enjoying every moment of it. Leaning closer he felt the familiar smell, that filled his nostrils yesterday's evening. As soon as he pushed another finger inside he pressed them harder, penetrating every wall standing in his way and massaging Geoffroy's slippery insides. Gently pulling the anus apart he revealed some more of pink, juicy flesh. Waiting no more he joined the fun using his tongue, trying to part the cheeks as much as possible, squeezing them hard with both hands.

Still pushing and spreading the tender hole he slipped his tongue out and tasted Geoffroy's skin, he sucked, covered it with more and more of his spit. Of course, Nicolas figured out that even now his sleeping boyfriend was feeling the intense pleasure, a quiet moan escaped Geoffroy's throat. Nicolas kept going, he kissed the opening, licking the puckered, already wet ring and probed it with the tip of his tongue, trying to get it inside. Still working his way inside he pressed hard getting deeper than before, drilling his way, feeling as Geoffroy's anus was fighting the intrusion. The spit started dripping down his chin – the little Nicolas was really hungry, and he adored the taste he was feeling. With one quick thrust, he forced his fingers all the way in, seeking for Geoffroy's prostate.

His mind was still full of funny thoughts. Nicolas knew that a lot of girls had a crush on Geoffroy, he saw them on the street, in the park or the swimming pool. He knew that they wished to see Geoffroy shirtless, to spend some time alone with the handsome boy, hoping for a single kiss. “I'm so lucky.” Nicolas thought. After all, he was the one to see his boyfriend naked, in all glory. He was the person Geoffroy lost his virginity with. A true winner, you could say. Finally, he was the one sucking the delicate anus, slurping loudly. And he wished to go even further, do it all. Another idea invaded his mind. Somehow risky but highly arousing.

“My penis is about the same size as the cucumber Geoffroy was using yesterday.” The little boy figured out and looked down at this hard, ten centimeters long organ grabbing it and sliding the foreskin down to expose the wet head. He was all excited again. “I guess I could just try...” Nicolas tried to justify his urges, positioning himself right next to his boyfriend, cuddling him from behind.

Their bodies were touching, full of heat and boyish hormones. Nicolas's erected shaft was right in front of the wet and relaxed rectum. Grabbing his penis Nicolas started rubbing the swollen glans across his lover's puckered anus. His stomach was full of the cold sensation, but his lower abdomen was burning with the lust - almost like then, when Geoffroy was sucking him off for the first time. Placing the tip of his penis at the opening Nicolas tried to push it inside. Just then Geoffroy yawned loudly, waking up. His body tensed up.

“What are you up to? Really?” The blond-haired boy asked, turning his face to Nicholas, who quickly blushed. “Busted!” Geoffroy smiled, looking at boy's erected organ.

“Oh, Tu sais, I wanted to know how does it feel...” Nicolas explained, blushing even harder. “I'm sorry, I thought you wouldn't even feel it, I'm so small.” He looked down at Geoffroy's semi-erected member. A single drop of the pre-cum appeared on the top of it. “It wouldn't hurt you.”

Of course, Nicolas figured out that Geoffroy was not angry at him. The blond-haired kid sighed and smiled, thinking what to do next. Obviously, he remembered the last night, he found it strange, but he really liked putting something between his legs, the cucumber worked great, Nicolas's fingers weren't bad either. But the boy's penis? This was his chance to feel a real thing. And to satisfy them both.

“I know Nick, stop explaining yourself. Remember? A few days ago you told me that I'm the one thinking about sex all the time. Come on, say it, admit that you are a horny little beast.” Geoffroy hissed and jumped, pinning Nicolas against the bed. He began tickling him right away, fully aware that this little torture will just disarm the little boy, not allowing Nicolas to fight back.

“Geoff, stop it!” Nicolas squealed and squirmed, trying to get away, but he wasn't able to move. “Geoff! Please! I will pee!” Taking another deep breath he tried to control his laughter, but then Geoffroy began tickling him lightly under his exposed arm. “I'm sorry! Please! Stop!”

“I don't want you to apologize.” Geoffroy blurted out and wrapped his second hand around Nicolas's still erected and leaking organ and gave it a hard stroke, causing the boy to moan and laugh at the same time. “Okay, enough.”

Oh, Geoffroy's long smooth fingers could easily drive him over the edge, but he had to wait for it. Within the next seconds, Nicolas observed as Geoffroy repositioned between his legs, squatting over them. He could not believe that it was happening, he was going to do it, to penetrate Geoffroy. Yes, he was a winner, the luckiest guy ever. Geoffroy grasped the painfully erected penis and started brushing it against his own wet opening. The excitement in their bodies was peaking as Nicolas's member touched Geoffroy's skin, ready to penetrate the older boy.

“I want to record it.” He grabbed Nicolas's phone and turned the recording on. “Come one, say it! Admit it that you are a nasty little boy, Nick!” Once again Geoffroy rubbed the hard member across his hole. “And let's fuck.”

“I want to fuck you, Geoff, I'm a dirty perverted little boy, please! Let me!” Nicolas exclaimed, trying to lift his body, hoping to enter his lover's rectum.

A serious look appeared on Geoffroy's face, but then he smiled again, gulped loudly and impaled his body on Nicolas's hardness. Centimeter after centimeter his boyfriend's organ penetrated him, fighting the tightened muscles, stretching the hole wide, meeting almost no resistance. It felt way different from the fingers or the cucumber, so wet, hard, hot. A quiet whimper escaped his throat when Nicolas's penis touched some sensitive spot inside his rectum. Was it the pain or the pleasure he was feeling? Geoffroy was not able to tell it, but the penetration wasn't causing any discomfort to him. If anything he felt good, knowing he can satisfy his little friend fully, in the most arousing way. He knew he succeeded - Nicolas closed his eyes, letting the ecstasy fill his body as Geoffroy began riding him. The bed started shaking. Gasping for breath the older boy adjusted himself once again, and within seconds his buttocks touched Nicolas's groin. The little boy filled him completely. They were connected.

“Oh damn.” Geoffroy groaned and squeezed his fists - to his surprise Nicolas was bigger than he initially thought.

Resting both hands on his little lover's chest he pressed him down to the bed. Lifting his own body he sensed that Nicolas's pulsating erection slides out of him partially. After a moment the blond-haired handsome teen lowered his body again, letting Nicolas penetrate him again. The thrusting in and out was going faster, Nicolas wished to feel the heat filling Geoffroy's rectum one more time. His own member was burning, it became a hot iron rod, his testicles were boiling with the lust, slowly preparing a massive load of boyish semen to release. They were making a lot of noise now, every time Geoffroy impaled himself fully on Nicolas's penis a loud slap could be heard. As soon as he retracted the member some air escaped his anus, along with the lubricate, which was dripping down his legs. A mixture of their boyish juices.

“Geoff, it feels great!” Nicolas mumbled, holding his breath, keeping his mouth wide open as another spasm of pleasure surged through him. He opened his eyes to glare at the boy he was fucking with - their bodies were already covered with sweat, all wet, full of raging lust. Grabbing Geoffroy's hard prick Nicolas started playing with it, pumping his hand up and down as fast as he could.

“Let's try doggy.” Geoffroy suggested and lifted his body, wanting to try a different position. He looked down at Nicolas's hard, swollen and wet member, the shaft that was penetrating him mercilessly. It looked so sweet, so great, if only he was a little bit bigger. “Yes, that would be a dream.” Geoffroy thought.

As he got onto all fours, he spread his legs apart as far as he could, feeling that Nicolas was getting ready again. Lining himself up Nicolas pushed inside, meeting no resistance. If anything his boyfriend seemed more relaxed than before. Their intercourse continued, Nicolas was once again fucking his older friend, going in and out, pressing himself against Geoffroy as hard as he could. The black-haired small boy was fulfilling all of his desires and his own heat reached the top as he started using dirty words, losing control over himself.

“Your ass is so fucking sweet.” He called out as he continued thrusting, pleasuring both of them, feeling that the burning sensation all over his groin was getting stronger with every push. “Fuck! Fuck!”

Geoffroy's eyes shut tight as he adored every second of their sex. It was strange, he never expected it. Someone was penetrating him over and over and he loved it, violating his anus, he wished it to last endlessly. The moment when Nicolas's glans was rubbing against his prostate was the most amazing sensation he ever felt. He had to clench his teeth to avoid moaning like a cheap whore. As a matter of fact, he was doing nothing at all, allowing his body to be used, he was a slave, Nicolas was his master. The little boy. Le Petit Nicolas...

Of course, they were both young, they figured out that reaching the edge was inevitable, the sexual tension needed to be released. But at this time Nicolas would pay a lot to be able to hold back his orgasm for a few more seconds. On the other hand, he wished to fill his boyfriend's insides with his boyish cum, knowing that this will bond them together like nothing before.

“Nick... I'm getting close” Geoffroy whispered. His face, pressed down against the pillow was all red and sweating, he had the tears of joy in his eyes. Nicolas's hand squeezed tightly around his own penis stimulated him perfectly – the boy wanted them to cum at the same time and send them over the edge as if they were connected, one mind, two bodies.

“Yeah, let's do it.“ Nicolas gasped, feeling that his heart was beating like crazy. “Together!” He shouted and moaned at the same time as he stopped all motions feeling that both his and Geoffroy's immature penises were trembling, when a spasm of pleasure went through them, blackening out their minds.

For Nicolas, every orgasm seemed like the best feeling ever, but this one was different. His lower lip was quivering, every small muscle in his body was tensed up. Nicolas's body went stiff, the only part that still worked was his penis, surrounded by the tight walls of Geoffroy's rectum. “I did it!” Nicolas thought as he sensed that the sticky hot sperm spurted from his body, flooding his lover's insides. Both boys were breathing heavily as cum left their testicles. Geoffroy's seed was all over the sheets, forming yet another dirty stain. Soon, as Nicolas retracted his penis more of the white fluid followed, leaking from Geoffroy's stretched anus, dripping down his crotch. Everything was in mess. The older boy rolled over on his back, paying no attention to the fact that he rested on top of the puddle of fresh cum. Nicolas settled down gently on top of his friend, exhausted.

“I will remember it forever. This Saturday.” Geoffroy confessed, knowing that there was no possibility that he could forget Nicolas, his scent, his taste. His cute body. “Who would have thought that such a little, cute boy is willing to fuck another one.” He smiled, ruffling Nicolas's black hair.

“I don't know, Geoffroy. I mean, it's totally different when you are around. The thoughts and desires I have... I wish we could do it over and over again. Stay in the bed forever.” He paused, listening to Geoffroy's heart beating. ”I'm so corrupted now. Corrupted and stinky. We should take a shower, really.” Nicolas murmured, watching as a shiny drop of sperm appeared on top of his boyfriend's penis. “Your father will wake up soon.”

“Oui, you know what sucks about weekends?” The older boy asked and felt that Nicolas squeezed his penis once again.

“No idea.”

“The fact that we are getting closer and closer to Monday every hour. I know, it's the last week before holidays, but I would rather stay here with you. In the bed, if you want. But, we can not, my father would ask even more questions...” Geoffroy looked around. “You are right, he will surely ask questions if I leave the sheets just like this. And cum is leaking out of me.” He reached to his anus with two fingers and smeared them with Nicolas's sperm. ”I feel so sticky. Gross. And hot.”

“Okay, I will hit the shower first.” Nicolas said getting up, but Geoffroy grabbed his hand.

“Nope. Help me clean the mess up and then we will go together. It's way more... interesting, right?”

He was right. Nicolas just could not refuse the offer.

***

Getting up earlier than usual Charles made sure that everything was prepared, visiting the kitchen and dining hall, watching the domestic workers. The unusual breakfast was about to begin in two hours, and he couldn't sleep anymore – the man was a bit nervous and scared for some reason. You could say it was a sense of impending doom or just the fact he was totally out of the mood. Everything seemed fine – his son, his work, his finances. He was far from having any problems as he was able to sort every single issue as soon as possible. His friend, Mathias wasn't visiting him often, and this was fully understandable – they were both really busy and finding even a single free day to meet each other was a big problem. They agreed that Saturday will work for two of them, but at the time the sleepover wasn't yet arranged. Of course, now Charles was a bit worried, recalling everything his friend said about Nicolas and Geoffroy and wondered if Mathias will actually keep talking this nonsense again once he sees that Nicolas was present at the breakfast as well.

“Albert, make sure to bring us the finest wine after the breakfast. I will check if the boys are ready to go. Have you checked if my son is up?” Charles asked, looking at his loyal servant.

“No, pardon me, but a few days ago you told us to respect his privacy when his friends are around.” Albert answered in a polite voice. “If you wish me to check on him...”

“No, I will better go there by myself. I just don't know what to expect.” The man explained.

Charles wasn't afraid that his son might be fooling around with his friends – that wasn't a big deal. Protecting his son from his own curiosity was pointless, but protecting him from the world seemed not possible either. He knew that gay people never had it easy, most of the society looked down on them, feeling nothing but disgust. Of course, he was not certain if Geoffroy was homosexual. It seemed not possible. The man could ask his son, but he was afraid to hear the answer, and perhaps he was also afraid of blaming himself for being a bad father. He wanted to stay in the perfect world where no past nor future mattered. The world in which you aren't able to plan your life or even your evening, because everything can happen. This was his philosophy of life - it turned out to be true as soon as he opened the door to Geoffroy's room.

“Boys! Time to wake up!” Charles said loudly and walked in looking around the room, noticing that it's empty. He sighed and walked closer to the bed staring at the few wet spots on the mattress. Apparently, the bedding was there no more, and he instantly wondered why. Some of the boys' dirty clothes were on the floor. That was, both Nicolas's and Geoffroy's clothes. Shirts, pants, even their underwear.

“Merde.” The single word escaped his mouth, as he felt dizzy, the world was spinning way too fast. Charles wasn't feeling well, not at all. Not now, as he started realizing that the truth was out there. He sat on the bed and buried his head in his hands. Only now he heard the sound of water hitting the tile floor, coming from Geoffroy's bathroom. Someone was in the shower. He wasn't sure what to do. Should he respect his son's privacy or satisfy his curiosity, receiving all answers at one?

Actually, there was nothing wrong about two boys taking a shower together, he knew it. But for some reason, he suspected that there was more of it. The man didn't bother knocking and just opened the door, pulling it gently, enough for him to see the inside and the shower located in the middle of the room. He was afraid to look, but then he already knew what he would see. He wasn't able to deny it anymore. The scene and the words that were spoken left him motionless, as he still stared inside through the crack.

The boys were taking a shower together, standing sideways to the door. Of course, their silhouettes were explicitly visible through the glass. The man tried not to stare at their bodies, and only listen to what they said, but it was hard to do. For some reason, he started recalling events of his past once more.

“You know...” Nicola's voice was slightly muffled by the water, but Charles was still able to recognize all the words. “... one more reason to love you. You always wash my back.”

The warm bursts of water splattering against their bodies made both young boys horny again. They sensed one thing, the primal instinct, they wanted to be close to each other, eager to touch and caress their bodies, bond their relationship. Two cute bunnies in a heat.

Nicolas turned his back to Geoffroy, feeling that the older boy hugged him from behind. Charles was now able to see the boy's small, soft member, covered by the foam, and observed as his son's hands started rubbing the younger boy's back, spreading the soap all over it. Soon, his hands rubbed against Nicolas's belly as well, sending some pleasure through the boy's body. Charles figured out where this was going, but he still wasn't able to move. He was frozen in tracks, peering inside the bathroom.

“Not only your back.” Geoffroy stated in a rather seductive voice, causing Nicolas to grin.

The most sensitive place on Nicolas's body was now stroked by his friend's fingers, who grabbed the black-haired boy's genitals and started soaping them up, making the shaft hard within a few seconds. The warm water running down on Nicolas's penis made it feel even better - he opened his mouth to moan, letting some of the tasteless fluid to flow inside. Geoffroy was now essentially masturbating him, keeping his own body close. Nicolas was able to feel his friend's erected organ pressing against his own buttocks, sliding between his cheeks. Deep inside he knew what Geoffroy wanted, but he wasn't ready for it.

“Hey easy, let me wash you now.” Nicolas suggested and Charles watched as the boys switched their places. Now, he was able to see Geoffroy's exposed crotch. The man felt hotness inside his stomach when Nicolas's small hand slowly traveled down, towards his son's penis and started pumping up and down in a rapid motion, making a lot of noise.

They were loving each other, living only to satisfy their needs, Nicolas began kissing Geoffroy's neck, sliding his tongue up and down as if he wanted to taste of his boyfriend. Then he sucked on the skin, leaving the hickey behind. Who would have thought that he was such a passionate lover? The man could tell that his son was feeling a great pleasure. Geoffroy's moan sent a shiver down his spine. Soon, the little boy dropped to his knees, eager to taste Geoffroy's hole again, but his partner had another plan.

“You own me this, I think, right?” Geoffroy asked, looking at the little boy, smiling.

“Are they really going to...” Charles thought, opening his eyes wide. No, no parent should be able to witness that, he knew it.

The soft and warm mouth of Nicolas was the place Geoffroy adored. Simply, because he figured out that the black-haired boy will do anything to please them both, getting better every time, paying more attention to the details. The little boy was still curious and wondering if Geoffroy's anus was still leaking, full of his own cum. Grabbing his boyfriend's cheeks he moved his fingers between them and probed the sensitive hole. Oh yes, the recent penetration left some traces, the blond-haired boy's rectum was loosened up, wet, inviting him again. Nicolas was able to slide the finger in without any problem and started searching for the prostate, quickly pressing it, massaging the sensitive gland.

Charles watched as Nicolas opened his mouth even wider, Geoffroy's whole penis disappeared between the little boy's lips. It was unreal, it seemed unreal, like watching a distant movie. Nicolas licked every part of the swollen organ, paying extra attention to sensitive frenulum and urethra. The pre-cum was already dripping onto his tongue, making the whole job easier.

“Oh fuck!” Geoffroy mumbled and grabbed Nicolas's head, squeezing it, as he felt that another finger went inside his anus and penetrated him fully.

Nicolas was no amateur anymore and Charles was able to tell it simply by looking at boys. He wondered if they were doing this for the tenth or maybe the hundredth time, they weren't just having sex, they shared their feelings, the passion, the lust. The man felt bad doing it, but he kept watching. So unreal, two boys, one of them being his son were having a sensual sexual intercourse right there, before his eyes. He couldn't believe it, and yet he was able to see and feel it. He figured out he should feel anger or disappointment but the only thing that he felt was his own erected penis, pressing against his pants. Geoffroy's voice alone made him hard. His son was moaning loudly, completely ignoring the fact that someone can hear him. It was clear the sexual tension in him was growing with every second.

His son was on the edge now. Geoffroy's hips began moving faster and grew tense as his whole body began to tremble. Pulling his raging organ out Nicolas's mouth he began masturbating and came, sending the first spurts of white, sticky semen across the shower glass door. The next ones covered Nicolas's chin and chest, along with the bathroom floor.

Charles watched as the liquid was slowly washed off by the water. Now, when his son was standing motionless he was able to observe every single detail of his maturing body, including the exposed, hard member in between boy's legs. The glans was deep red, glistening as the last drops of cums leaked from it.

For some reason, Charles felt proud that his son started puberty already. He was sure that Geoffroy wouldn't mind discussing the changes occurring in his body, but knowing that his son was sexually active made the whole discussion pointless and stupid. Charles was confident that Geoffroy was aware of how his body works. Especially now, after he found his first boyfriend.

“Okay, should we go now?” Nicolas's voice filled the room.

“We still got time I think.” Geoffroy replied, squeezing his penis, watching as it slowly turned soft. ”My father will wake up soon Half of an hour maybe?”

“Eh, imagine him walking on us showering together.” Nicolas stated in a low voice, soaping his legs and staring at Geoffroy. “I wonder what would be his reaction.”

Charles closed the door behind him, as he was still able to hear the boys' voices. He just waited for his son's answer, wanting to know what his son really thought about him.

“I don't know. But I don't think he would separate us. I mean... He wants me to be happy, right?” Geoffroy asked himself, making a short pause. “You are my boyfriend. He should think of you as of his second son. My father won't change anything.” He explained.

How beautiful it was. Strange at the same time. These were almost the same words Charles said to his friend years ago. And yet they turned out to be false. But he was different, the world wasn't as bad as it used to be. Geoffroy was true, he was a smart boy. Charles wasn't going to disown him, after all Geoffroy was his own child and nothing could change in that matter. It's not that Charles was going to marry another woman or have another child. His only hope and the future of family were in his son's hands. Everything depended on the cute little boy. Taking a deep breath Charles realized why Geoffroy's room was full of the strange scent. He recognized it. The scent of sex, of the raging, endless lust and the boyish love. Leaving the room he closed the door behind him, hearing that the boys turned the water off.

“What exactly is bothering me?” Charles thought, struggling to find a clear answer. The great battle of thoughts in his head just started again. “Maybe it's a mother's thing... losing your only son because he found a new love. He's so young, way too young.” The Man smiled, sitting now at his desk, trying to discover some feelings hidden inside of him.

Of course, he was still shocked and accepting the clear, new facts. Not sure what to do next he looked at the clock once more. The man knew that Geoffroy will come to say the usual Morning dad! In a few minutes. Charles wasn't sure if he could act as if nothing happened - wanting to discuss this with someone he hoped to find some possible solutions. After all, there was no way he would be able to stop Geoffroy from doing it. He knew that tasting the forbidden fruit was just a beginning. That one day the secret will be revealed and Geoffroy will pick his own way. As for now, only one solution appeared inside his bothered mind – Ignoring everything that happened, allowing Geoffroy to tell him about it once he was ready.

“Eh, I wish you were here...” Charles whispered in a low voice.

***

The smell of the breakfast was truly wonderful. A completely new experience for a little boy like Nicolas, who was pretty surprised to see the table full of food. This was probably the first time when he felt like some sort of a prince, living in a big castle, far away from the world. It seemed not real, he saw it only in the movies. For Geoffroy this was just another ordinary day, he was not impressed - he wasn't paying much attention to it and taking his place beside the table, yawning loudly.

A variety of salads and meats cooked in different ways were placed in the middle, on the main plate. Vegetables and bottles of wine were on the left, while bread, croissants, and selection of many kinds of cheese were on the right. Nicolas wasn't even able to name them all. Grabbing the sandwich lying next to him and was about to bite into it when he heard a rather loud grunt. Geoffroy was chuckling, Charles looked at Nicolas with a hint of a smile as well.

“Savoir-vivre, Nicolas. We should wait for Mathias before we start. Please hold on for a minute.” Charles explained, staring quizzically at the young boy. Obviously, a sudden vision appeared in his head as he recalled Nicolas sucking on Geoffroy's penis. “No wonder you are so hungry.” He thought and laughed inside, looking directly into the little boy's eyes. He was able to see everything, the man figured out that Nicolas respected him and was a bit scared now.

“Excuse me!” The black-haired boy mumbled.

“It's ok, Nicolas. I'm hungry as well, let's chat. I don't usually get the opportunity to speak with my son's friends. Or best friends in this case.” Charles stated in a rather loud voice, still looking at the boy. Oh, now he was sure that Nicolas's eyes were full of fear, he figured out why. He never thought that Nicolas was a bad boy, oh no, if anything he was average urchin for his age. Plus now, considering him more than “just his son's friend” he wanted to know more about him, making sure that their relationship won't hurt Geoffroy.

“So, what are your plans, Nicolas? For the summer?” The man asked casually.

“I don't have any summer plans yet. My parents can't really agree whether we should go to the mountains or the sea. Plus they are in debt...” The boy explained before he bit his tongue, feeling that Geoffroy was looking at him as well. Of course, Nicolas never mentioned that his family has problems because this happened a lot in the past and they were able to survive without struggling. There were good and bad times in their life. “Eh, I'm not sure If I should mention it. My dad...”

“What about your future plans? Once you leave school?” Charles asked, changing the subject, seeing as Nicolas's eyes saddened.

“I don't have any plans yet, monsieur. I prefer not to make any plans - my mother told me to live the day. And to be a good person.” He stated and started recalling rest of words his parents told him once. “And don't smoke, and drink, and do drugs and...” He paused and blushed, realizing he was about to say too much.

“Well, interesting. Isn't it Geoffroy?” Charles stated, turning his face to Geoffroy, who gulped loudly. “Could you please check if the front gate is opened?” The man asked his son, wanting him to leave the room for two-three minutes.

“Yes, of course.” The boy nodded and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Now Nicolas was really scared and afraid of what will happen. These three minutes were like a nightmare, he was left alone in front of the strong and powerful man. He wasn't sure what to think of the whole situation. Was Geoffroy's father aware of their relationship or worse yet – was he aware of what they were doing? He felt restless, and cold filled his stomach when he saw his lover leaving the room. No escape!

“Nicolas I want you to be honest with me, really. I think we both care about Geoffroy, right?” Charles asked, putting the emphasis on the last word.

“Yes, monsieur.” Nicolas mumbled, trying not to break the eye contact. The weight fell off his chest once he heard the next question.

“What do you think about him? What is he like when around his friends and school colleagues? I want to know if he is misbehaving or doing some... nasty stuff you mentioned before.” Charles explained. Of course, he wanted to get an answer and he knew that Nicolas will tell him the truth. The experienced man like him found it easy to detect if someone was lying.

“W-Well... I mean he doesn't pretend to be polite and good. He is polite and good. He doesn't smoke like some kids in our class, h-he just swears a little bit. And he is caring... not spoiled at all. Eh-h, he was a little spoiled like three, four years ago, pain in the butt, but not anymore. He doesn't really like to show off, you know...” Nicolas looked around the room. “This.”

“I'm sure he doesn't. He's different from other kids. Special.” The man stated, recalling his friend's misbehaving spoiled kids. “I don't know how I succeeded... it wasn't easy.”

“You are the best father ever!” Nicolas blurted out in excitement.

“Thank you, Nick. You are a good boy. Say, would you like to spend some more time with us? In about two weeks?” Charles asked, watching as the little boy's eyes flashed. “But don't tell a word to my son yet. We're going to spend this year's holiday in the south of France. The sea, sunny beaches, and a private cottage. Pretty nice place, if you ask me. Perfect for kids like you and Geoffroy.”

The little boy blushed again, unsure how to react. He could not believe his good fortune. Just a couple of days ago he wondered how was he going to survive the holiday period without Geoffroy, and today he got received such a generous offer he wasn't able to refuse. But the decision wasn't really up to him. Nicolas wanted to scream, to shout, sensing the spark of hope deep inside him.

“I'm not sure if my parents will let me...” The boy replied in such a low voice. Charles thought that the boy was crying. But Nicolas was just sad, realizing that his chances were pretty small.

“Should I speak to them?”

“But they don't know you, monsieur.” Nicolas expressed his doubt.

“Better late than never, Nicolas. I will call them later this week.” The man paused, seeing that the door opened again and two people came inside. Geoffroy was accompanied by the school's principal, Mathias.

“Bonjour!” Nicolas exclaimed, getting up from the table.

“Le petit Nicolas? You here, boy? Bonjour!” The principal stated surprised, also nodding at his friend, still smiling. “What a great breakfast Charles, you are truly great at this! Oh, and the wine. My favorite one.”

The breakfast was eaten in silence. Nicolas was amazed not only by the smell of the meals but also by the taste. Everything was really tasty, the meat was delicate, full of juice, the vegetables were coated in some sort of sweet sauce, the bread seemed freshly baked, still warm. Of course, he didn't want to look like a poor, starving orphan boy but he couldn't help himself, getting another forkful of meat and vegetables. The black-haired teen felt a little shy near the unfamiliar man, who kept looking at him curiously from time to time.

“So...” It was Mathias who broke the silence and asked the question. “May I ask, what are you doing here Nicolas? Sleepover fun?”

Nicolas smiled, chewed and swallowed the food before answering.

“Yes, monsieur. Just over the weekend.”

“Ah, just one week till summertime. Finally.” The principal grinned. “So, where are you going this year Charles? Spain, Germany? Or some polish mountains? They are good apparently.”

“I will tell you later. I prefer to keep this secret for now.”

“Oh, I sense a great trip around the Europe!” The man shouted and turned his face to Geoffroy. “You are a lucky boy, really lucky.” He winked at him.

“Do you want to speak about our business now?” Charles suggested, grabbing a bottle of wine, getting up from the table, pointing to the door to the another room.

“Ah, yes, thank you. The food was delicious. Bon Appetit boys!” He followed his friend and they left the room leaving the young boys alone.

“Eh, this morning is so long.” Nicolas said all of sudden, trying to eat some more of the tasty bread. “And I'm so full already. I wish I could eat more.”

“Yeah, don't worry, the food won't waste. Let's go outside.” Geoffroy explained, lowering his voice as they left the room. ”Never liked him. He just keeps smiling, always smiling, always happy. What do you think?”

“I'm feeling a bit shy when the new person is around, so I was focusing on my food instead.” Nicolas explained, as they walked past the main door and left the mansion.

“Was my father speaking with you?” Geoffroy asked curiously.

“Yeah, he asked me about how much I love you.” Nicolas blurted out, smiling at friend's surprised face and then told the truth. “Joking, you silly! We talked about the usual boring stuff, the weather and the holidays. Not a single bad or shocking news here, sorry.”

Both men were standing next to window watching as the teenage boys were walking down the path to the mansion's garden. Charles wasn't sure if he wanted to share the findings, but on the other hand, he felt the urge to discuss it with someone. After all, Mathias was was a pedagogue, a teacher, and his friend. The person who understood what was going inside every growing boy's brain.

“He is gay.” Charles confessed after a short moment of silence, taking another sip of the refreshing wine.

“Huh?” Mathias was surprised by the topic of their discussion. “Ah, your son? How did you...”

“Walked on them showering together this morning. Well... more...” The man interrupted his friend as if he wanted to tell him everything as fastest as possible and get his opinion.“ Plus the bed was in mess.”

“Well, it's none of your fault. May be a phase I guess. A lot of them go through a curiosity stage after reaching puberty.” The school principal answered. “Not unusual, rather normal, especially now. I wouldn't worry.”

“I'm not worrying.” Charles answered. “I accept it.”

“Well, god only knows. Or universe if you prefer. We live in one crazy time, all the shit they show on the TV, the kids are full of sexuality, they learn about sex really early, it is simply confusing to them. Straight folks think they are gay, gay folks turn straight.” The man explained, looking at his friend.

“And you? I've never asked...”

“Well, do you see any damn lady around? I don't have wife or kids. I know I would not have enough time to spend with them.” Mathias answered, looking through the window, a shadow crossed his face for a brief second. “Well, you reacted much better than your own father. So I guess you have a plan, right?”

“I still don't know what happened back then.” Charles stated and stared at his friend expecting some more answers.

“What's your plan?” Mathias asked again, avoiding the topic regarding the past.

“I want to ignore it till they will be ready to tell me the truth. If this is a phase then... Then I will let them be. Nothing bad will happen.” Geoffroy's father clarified, hoping that his answer will sound reasonable. He tried to sound confident, but for some reason, his throat seemed incredibly dry, his voice was weak and tired.

“You know, your life philosophy explains it. Just make sure he is happy and aware you will accept him no matter what. There are kids killing themselves because they are gay. The poor folks, who can not find any support. But Geoffroy... he's different. He is like you, he's strong. Now... about the business matters if I can. I hope to arrange the final meeting with you in the next...”

Listening to his friend's speech, Charles was just nodding every now and them, assuring his friend that everything was clear. It wasn't – his mind was still full of the mixed emotions. Problems he could not escape. Perhaps he failed to see the most obvious solution? Or maybe there was no solution at all? Waiting, delaying the inevitable Charles allowed the endless river to flow. Nothing changed.