My German Lover : Part 15

He parted his ass cheeks and sat over Lutz's thick dick. It entered him again in one swift movement, but as it did so, the further loosening of his sphincter and the change of position led do the piss gushing out of his arse. They both started laughing...

Before long, the wet warm piss was all over Lutz's blond pubes and groin area and as Franz began to ride up and down on him, his buttocks became wet with it too. As he was sitting over Lutz with his legs bent, Lutz was able to thrust up into his friend, as well as Franz to drive himself down onto him.

"Oh shit... That's so hot...", Lutz shouted, panting and sweating...

Lutz grabbed Franz's throbbing dick and started jacking it, faster and faster...

Franz sucked in a quick breath, loving the feeling of having his cock wank by such an expert hand...

When Franz went into overdrive, slamming his ass on Lutz's shaft, Lutz could tell he was about to shoot...

"Ahhhhhhh", Franz cried out, as he let his second orgasm of the night engulf his body. He shot his hot load into Lutz's hand and all over his friend's well defined pecs...

As he was shooting his jizz, Franz squeezed Lutz's cock with his ass ring and Lutz barely managed to thrust two or three more times before spurting a wad of young spunk deep into Franz's hot and slippery arse: The feeling of orgasm went through him several times before he was done...

"That was just incredible, wasn't it?", Lutz asked Franz, still panting...

"...Sure was...", Franz answered, grinning... "I just can't believe you did what you did: To piss inside me... I mean..."

"Yeah!", a laughing Lutz replied... "How did it feel?"

"(...) I'm ashamed to admit it... but I loved it! But don't you ever tell anyone about it... You swear to me?"

"...Okay, I swear!", Lutz answered, still laughing...

Franz pulled of Lutz and smiled to him, saying:

"I guess a good shower is in order, what do you think?"

"Not a bad idea", Lutz answered, grinning... "We are a bit messy, aren't we?"

"...To say the least...", Franz replied, laughing...

After a long shower, the two friends went to bed as they were totally exhausted...

Lutz wrapped Franz entirely in his strong arms and whispered to him:

"...That was a hell of a night... Thanks pal! You are the best!"

Franz was so happy, being held like that by Lutz. If it only meant Lutz was beginning to fall in love with him! But Franz knew better than that: He knwe it only meant Lutz was a satisfied jock! Nevertheless, Franz felt happy and he sighed before saying:

"...Night Lutz..."

"...Night Franz..."

They didn't wake until late the next morning!

The awaking was only more brutal for Franz when, back in Paris and only a few days later, he saw Lutz in a restaurant, sitting at a table with a girl, holding her hand and kissing her...

Franz felt like if a train had hit him! He couldn't believe his eyes! A sharp pain invaded his whole body and he began to shake...

"Monsieur désire t-il une table?" (Do you want to be seated, Sir?), a young waitress asked him...

"Huh? (...) NO... sorry... I've changed my mind, thank you", Franz politely answered, knowing Lutz had not seen him...

He quietly walked out of the restaurant and once on the sidewalk, he leaned against a building. He felt sick, and didn't know what to do...

Paul was sitting at his desk at the Head office, reading some reports, when Mrs Mercier, his secretary called him:

"... Sir... I have someone here who says he is your friend... and... well, Sir, I think you should come..."

In a second, Paul was out of his office and as he walked over to his secretary, he saw Franz standing there, not looking well at all...

"...Thank you madame Mercier... I'll take care of my friend here... Thank you!"

"... Do you need...", madame Mercier started to say...

"...Everything will be alright, don't worry...", Paul answered.

Paul took Franz by the arm and walked him over to his office...

Once the door was closed, Franz exploded and started to cry like a baby...

Paul took him in his arms, and hold him tight against his strong body.

"Go on Franz... Let it out..."

"Thanks", Franz muttered, sobbing...

"Now now! Nothing can be so bad Franz. Come, and sit..."

It didn't help saying that since Franz started to cry all over again... and kept crying until he had no tears left...

Paul took his phone and asked his secretary to call the Swiss Embassy. Minutes later, he had the Ambassador on the line, telling him Franz was here with him but was not feeling well. He reassured the Ambassador, explained Franz only needed some rest... and told him he would certainly be back at work next Monday...

Paul hanged the phone and, looking at Franz, he said:

"Now, you come with me pal! We're going home!"

Franz looked at his friend, with a dazed look on his face...

"You're not going back to your place in that condition: You're gonna spend the night on Avenue Foch... Come on: Let's go!"

Franz followed Paul without saying a word.

On their way to Avenue Foch, not a work was spoken.

Once there, a strong coffee was served... and Paul finally said:

"... Do you want to tell me what's wrong?"

Between sobs, Franz explained to Paul what he had seen at the restaurant earlier that day...

"I see... Sooner or later, it was bound to happen...", Paul said.

"Did you know he was seeing that girl?", Franz asked...

"No Franz... I don't even know who she is..."

"He never said anything about her?"

"(...)"

"And thanks for not saying it..."

"What?", Paul asked.

"you know... the "I told you so..." remark...

"Oh... I don't think it would be very useful to say that..."

"Nevertheless, you did tell me I was playing a dangerous game... and now, it hurts so much... What should I do?"

"Are you really asking me?"

"...Yes Paul... You're my best friend..."

"Go ahead..."

"Okay. I think you should stop seeing Lutz! Oh, I don't blame him, you know... He has been honest with you all along... But if you don't stop seeing him right now, it's going to destroy you... bit by bit..."

"...But I love him so much..."

"I know! And I'm sorry for saying it, but you're loosing your time... and what's worst is that while you keep seeing Lutz, you're not looking for anyone else... All you have in mind is Lutz! How can you fall in love with someone else if you see no one else but him?"

"...There is nobody else I'm interested with..."

"Precisely! Even if the most interesting guy was standing naked right in front of you, you wouldn't see him!"

"...If he had a nice dick... at least, I would look at it...", Franz replied, with a small smile on his face...

"It makes me feel good, seeing you smiling..."

"Yeah! Thanks!"

"Can you take some vacation away from the Embassy?"

"...They owe me two weeks..."

"Good! Now, if you intend to take your destiny into your own hands and put a stop to your relation with Lutz, you're gonna have to talk to him to explain why you're doing it. Lutz is a good fellow... and I'm sure he'll understand. After that, you'll have to go away for a while..."

"...Huh?"

"Yes. Do you intend to lock yourself up at your place and feel miserable ans sorry for yourself?"

"...But... Where would I go?"

"Listen: I was planning a business trip to Geneva... and after that, I have to go to Berlin, to meet with my business partners over there... and then bring Ludwig to Paris for the summer... So, come with me!"

"... As much as I'd like to... I can't afford that... Beside, when you're in Berlin, I know you stay at Will's place: I don't want to stay there... I wouldn't feel at ease there..."

"...First, you'll be my guest: Will can't come with me this time, so if you come with me, I won't feel lonely... Second: I'll ask my secretary to book two rooms at Hotel Adlon in Berlin... You'll see... You'll love it there! And we'll have fun!"

"...You must be kidding?"

"Not at all... We could leave on Monday. I could call Kurt Weiner, our private pilot, to see if he's available... What do you say?"

"We would go by plane?"

"Of course..."

"(...) But... I never took a plane before..."

"Don't tell me it scares you..."

"...I don't know..."

"Anyway, you'll love the experience, and I'm not giving you much of a choice: We're not going by train, that's for sure!", Paul answered, laughing...

"Okay, okay... Fine... I'm going with you! I'll talk to Lutz tomorrow..."

"Let me give a call to Kurt..."

Minutes later, Paul was back, with a big smile on his face:

"It's settled: We're leaving Monday morning! Now I suggest you call your family in Geneva, to let them know... Use the phone in my study: I have a direct line with Geneva..."

"...How can I thank you Paul? And you will stay at my home while in Geneva, won't you?"

"Thanks Franz... But if you don't mind, I prefer to stay at the hotel over there: I'll have some meetings while I'm there, and it will be easier if I stay at the hotel..."

"...As you wish... But you're most welcome to stay with my family..."

"I know... but thanks. Now, go make your call..."

While Franz was in the study, making his call, Will came back from work and Paul quickly explained everything to him...

"Oh shit! I feel sorry for Franz...", Will said... "And I feel sorry for myself, knowing you'll be away from me for two long weeks..."

"Yeah! I wish you could come... If only you could dump your damn army!"

"I wish I could...", Will answered, grinning...

"...Before you know it, I'll be back... And while I'm gone, spend some time with Lutz: I'm sure he's going to need you... Unless he's very "busy" with that girl..."

"...Yeah! He never said anything to me about her..."

"Yeah... Well, she's in the picture now! And we'll have to make sure Lutz doesn't drop by when Franz is here..."

"Right! But it makes me sad, you know... We had so much fun, the four of us..."

"Yeah... But I guess we'll have to get use to it..."

When Franz came back to the drawing-room, seeing Will there, Franz said:

"...Oh!... I guess Paul told you..."

"Yes... And I'm sorry Franz!", Will answered...

"...Yeah...", Franz replied, with tears in his eyes.

"Now guys, let's have supper and after that, Will will play the piano for us, won't you Will?", Paul asked...

"My pleasure..."

Later that evening, Franz gave Lutz a call, telling him he wanted to see him next evening... "Sure!", Lutz said... not knowing what Franz wanted to tell him... "Come whenever you want... I'll be at the flat..."

Needless to say that, that night, Franz didn't sleep well..

The dreaded day came too fast, and as much as Paul tried to entertain his friend during that day, is efforts were a big failure!

When the time came for Franz to leave for his meeting with Lutz, Paul said to him:

"Take my car..."

"I'm too nervous to drive...", Franz answered...

"...Okay then... I'll drive you there, and I'll be waiting for you in the car..."

"Would you do that?"

"No problem pal!", Paul answered, smiling at his friend... "Let's go!"

They drove to Lutz's flat and as Franz was about to get off the car, Paul told him:

"I'll be waiting for you here... Take your time... and good luck my friend!"

"Thanks... If I had the choice, I'd go to the slaughter-house instead!"

"...Remember: Lutz is a nice guy..."

"I know: I'm in love with that guy, remember?"

"... Go now!..."