My German Lover Part 11, chapter 2

With his right hand, Paul took hold of Will's very hard cook and started gently jacking it as he began thrusting his prick in and out of his lover's chute...

"Shhhhit! Keep doing that... go faster..."

Paul could feel his hard dick being squeezed by Will's assmuscle and it didn't take long before he felt his cum rise from his balls...

He stood still for a while, since he didn't want to cum just yet...

When he felt it was safe to resume fucking Will, he went back at it, gliding his very hard dick in and out of his lover's tight ass, taking good care of Will's dick with his hand... With his slippery fingers, he started to play with Will's mushroom cap, playing all around it... rubbing it...

"Aaaaaah! You're teasing me Paul... come on... wank me good!"

Paul grinned, then began jacking Will's oozing dick faster and faster...

"... That's it... Yeah!... You're good Paul!!!"

"... Shit Will... I won't last very long... I'm about to cum..."

"I'm almost there too... almost... Yeah..."

Paul rammed his boner deep inside Will's hot ass and as he felt his dick squeezed by Will's assmuscle he stopped moving: Again, he felt his cum rise from his balls... then he climaxed and shuddered, as his cum bursted deep inside Will's tight ass:

"Here I cum, Will.... Oh my God!.... Aaaaaaaaah!"

Paul began jacking Will faster and faster, his big dick still shooting cum deep inside his lover...

"Aaaaaaaah", Will shouted out, when his jizz bursted all over his six pask and even on his abs...

Paul grinned and kept masturbating his lover until he ejaculated his last squirt of hot young cum...

Then Paul went down on Will's perfectly sculpted body and began kissing him gently, licking his lover's warm cum spread all over his smooth chest... Having cleaned Will's chest with his hot tongue, Paul went to Will's lips, and they started to cum kiss... They slowly shared Will's hot cum, and they both loved it!

"...That was so gooooood Paul... You're becoming an expert, I tell you...", Will said later, tenderly smiling to his young lover...

"It's because I'm a fast learner, thanks to you...", Paul replied, grinning...

They kissed for what seemed like hours... Then Will closed his arms on Paul's warm body curled against him and wrapped him in a close embrace. Paul sighed.

"I love you Paul...I would like to stay just like that for the rest of my life..."

"I love you too Will... I love everything about you.. You're so beatiful... Hold me tight Will...Yeah! That's it...just like that"

(...)

"Are you asleep Will?"

"Almost...", Will answered, grinning...

"Did I forget to tell you how much I love you?"

"... I'm not sure you did..."

They began tenderly kissing again, and after their lips parted, Paul rested his head on his lover's strong shoulder. Before long, they were both sound asleep...

Thuesday morning came fast... much too fast for the two young hunks!

Will ran to the shower, then had a quick breakfast, not wanting to be late...

Since Paul was in no hurry, he took his time, enjoying the good breakfast his Chef had made for him...

As monsieur Pierre, the gardener, came in, Paul asked him:

"So... How are you doing with the gas thanks?"

"The last one is almost totally filled... but it's getting hard now to find people willing to sell me their gas... You were right, Sir, about the rationing..."

Paul grinned, hearing that...

"The Germans have decided not only to ration gas, but also food..."

"Well at least, we won't have to worry about food... We have enought food here to feed an army...", Paul answered, smiling...

"Yeah... But it won't be easy for the rest of the population you know! Most of them are not as lucky as you are...", monsieur Pierre answered.

"I know... and I feel sorry for them... But there's nothing I can do about it...", Paul replied.

Later that morning, Paul drove to the Head Office... went through some papers... the went to the basement to inspect the five big gas thanks. He was satisfied, seeing monsieur Pierre and the locksmith had done a good job, making sure no one could have access to the thanks. He wondered how long it would take before someone starts trying to steal gas from those thanks... He smiled, looking at the strong iron bars protecting the thanks, and at the way the doors to the thanks were locked... Anyone trying to steal gas would find it almost impossible to get to those thanks...

During the afternoon, Paul met with his private teacher for his usual German lesson, then drove back to Avenue Foch.

He was in the drawing-room, reading, when Will came back from work...

"How was your day?", Paul asked his lover...

"Oh... the usual... nothing special... I've heard Hitler is going to make a speech tonight on the radio...following his victory here...", Will answered...

"Perhaps we should listen... We could learn something...", Paul said.

"Yeah... maybe..."

"...Have a beer and relax... Lutz and Franz should be here any minute now...", Paul said to Will, smiling...

Indeed, moments later, Lutz and Franz arrived and Paul started asking some questions about a few German words he had problems with... He wanted to be able to say a few words in German at the party at the Embassy...

After a good supper, they went back to the drawing-room, where they listened to Hitler giving his speech on the radio...

Of course, the Führer was ecstatic!

"I have ordered the cities all over Germany to dress with our beatiful flags... Furthermore, the Führer said, everywhere in the Reich, the bells will toll for the next six days..."

"Thank God your family and mine don't live near a church...", Will said to Lutz, grinning...

"Yeah!", Lutz answered, laughing...

But apart from that, they didn't learn much from Hitler's speech... And after the speech, has a band was starting to play the "Horst Wessel Lied", Paul asked Will:

"Can you turn the radio off, please? I just can't hear that song again! I'm fed up with it!"

Will did as asked, grinning...

Lutz and Franz left early that night, sensing Paul was a bit restive, thinking about the damn party at the German Embassy... And Hitler's speech had not help either... nor that goddamn song!

Will and Paul went to bed and, knowing Paul was not in a very good mood, Will just said:

"Don't worry... everything will be just fine..."

"I hope you're right! (...) Good night", Paul answered...

"Good night my love", Will replied.

The day after, Paul took his time choosing what he would wear for the party. The invitation said "tenue de ville"...

He chose a dark blue suit, a white shirt and a red tie... the exact colours of the French flag! Realizing that, Paul smiled to himself...

Nevertheless, he looked stunning in that suit, with his blond hair and his emerald green eyes...

Monsieur Pierre drove Paul to the German Embassy and, as he entered the large building, he realized there was a big crowd there... He gave his invitation to a footman, who announced:

"Monsieur Paul de Brion!"

Paul joined the crowd and, a few minutes later, he heard a voice behind him:

"Ah... Monsieur de Brion..."

Paul turned to a man standing there, with a broad smile on his face:

"Please, allow me to introduce myself: I'm Otto Abetz, the German Ambassador..."

They shook hands, and Paul said:

"Nice meeting you, Sir... Thank you for the invitation..."

"Ah... but I've heard so much about you... I wanted to meet with you... I've been told your Company was one of the first to re-open... You're such a young man: I'm impress... I've also heard your father has decided not to come back?"

"Yes... Your informations are correct, Sir. As you certainly know, he's in New-York now, with the rest of my family..."

"Oh?"

"...He wanted to make sure my younger sister and brother were sheltered from danger... And he doesn't intend to came back to Paris until the war is over and France is no longer occupied. But I'm sure you already know about that, Herr Abetz", Paul answered, grinning...

"You're a very honest and frank young man, monsieur de Brion... I like that! And you've decided not to leave Paris?"

"I had my reasons... My life is here in Paris... and I intend to expand our business all over Europe... Actually, we do business in France and in Switzerland, but I'd like to make some investments in Germany too..."

"That's nice to hear about that... And I think I know a man that could give you a hand in that regard... Herr Funk, the Reich Minister of Economic Affairs will be here later... I shall introduce you to him! Now please, do excuse me... I must attend to our other guests..."

"Please do Herr Abetz... please do", Paul answered, smiling at the Ambassador...

Paul mingled with the other guests, making small talk with some... many of whom knew his father well... He answered their questions concerning his father and the fact he was in New-York now...

Later, a footman came to him, telling him the Ambassador wanted to see him...

Paul followed the footman and was introduced into a large study, where Herr Abetz was sitting with another man...

"...Ah! Monsieur de Brion... Glad we could find you", Herr Abetz said, as he rose to greet Paul..."Please, come... I would like to introduce you to Herr Funk... I've already told him about you..."

"It's an honour meeting you, Herr Funk", Paul said, smiling, as the two men shook hands. Looking at Herr Abetz, Paul added: "But I'm affraid my German is not too good... I've just started learning..."

"No problem young man... I will translate for you... So you're learning German?"

"Yes... and I want to become fluent in German as soon as possible..." Paul answered, not telling the Ambassador the only reason he wanted to speak German was that he wanted to be able to tell his lover, in his own tongue, how much he was in love with him...

"That is very nice... We will need men like you to built the Neu Europa the Führer is talking about...", Herr Abetz answered...

While the Ambassador was talking, Paul could sense Herr Funk was checking him all over... and by the way the Minister was checking him out, Paul had no doubt Herr Funk was very much gay... It was obvious!

They all sat, and started talking about the investments Paul wanted to make in the Reich. The Minister was very interested, and said he wanted to help...

(Of course, he would like to help himself into my pants, Paul thought to himself...)

The Minister gave Paul a short list of important persons Paul should talk to in Berlin... And Paul took the opportunity to underline the fact that, as travels were strictly restricted, it was almost impossible for him and his associates to go to Germany to meet those persons... and impossible for them to travel to Switzerland, to meet with his business partners over there...

"Oh, but that can be arranged very easily", the Minister said. Turning to the Ambassador, the Minister told him: "Herr Abetz, make sure this fine young man gets a permanent Ausweis to travel freely to the Reich as well as to Switzerland... for... How many people did you say?" Herr Funk asked Paul...

"Four... That would be perfect, thank you so much... That will help immensely", Paul answered, with a big smile on his face...

"It's our pleasure", the Minister replied... Oh... and when you come to Berlin, please, come to see me..."

"I sure will, Sir", Paul answered, thinking he would make sure he would not be alone if he had to meet the old goat again...

"And you should travel by air when you come to Berlin: It's much faster...", the Minister said, telling Herr Abetz to make sure Paul's Ausweis would authorize air travelling also...

"I don't know how to thank you both...", Paul said as he was leaving...

The Ambassador called one of his assistants and gave him the necessary instructions pertaining to the Ausweis... Then, looking at Paul, he said:

"My assistant will be here in a few seconds... Will you please go with him so he can take all the personal informations he needs to issue the Ausweis and, of course, your picture will have to be taken too..."

"Of course, Sir", Paul answered, smiling at the Ambassador...

Paul rose and shook hands with Herr Abetz and Herr Funk, thanking them profusely... Paul smiled to himself, seeing Herr Funk had kept Paul's hand into his much longer than he needed to...

Then Paul followed the Ambassador's assistant into a small office where is picture was taken, as well as all the personal informations needed.