My German Lover, Part 24 chapter 2

At that, Philippe tenderly forced François to lay on his back again and, manoeuvrered so he could lay down right on top of him, as he had been a few minutes ago...

Philippe looked straight into his friend's beatiful eyes and said:

"Look François... I couldn't care less about what you've just told me... All I know is that I'm madly in love with you. Do you understand what I'm saying to you? I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU!!!"

He then leaned onto François, and their lips touched.

Philippe gave his friend a very tender kiss, and of course, they both quivered...

With his right hand, Philippe began to slowly caress his friend's smooth face...

Then, he slowly began kissing him all over his face... sweet kissing his nose, his chin... then his lower lip...

"...Oh God, Philippe", François softly said... "I love you so much... I need you... I want you..."

Having said that, François raked his fingers through Philippe's black curly hair and he began kissing him passionately. Their tongues intertwined as François wrapped his arms around Philippe in a bear hug, nearly crushing the breath right out of him...

Through their pants, their hard oozing dicks were squished between them, and more so when François cupped Philippe's ass cheeks with his hands...

They both wiggled their hips, squishing their dicks together more firmly...

François sighted when Philippe began swirling his tongue all around his mouth... Obviously, both of them had lost all thought and all feelings of the outside world, and they were completely lost in the passion of their kiss...

"...You should go elsewhere to do what you're doing, young men... This is a public park, and in case you haven't noticed yet, children are playing around here...", they heard a man say...

Their lips immediately parted and Philippe turned his head to look at the man...

"Oups!", Philippe said to a middle-aged man, standing there... "Sorry Sir..."

The man smiled back at them and said:

"...Next time... why don't you go to the Bois de Boulogne? (...) No one will bother you there..."

"Oh?", Philippe answered to the man...

"...It's quiet over there, and the park is so big, I'm sure you'll find a nice place where you can hide and do whatever you want to do without shocking anyone... Believe me... When I was your age, I've been there many times... Just stay clear from the Hippodrome de Longchamp (race-track of Longchamp...)", the man said, laughing...

"Thanks Sir... We will remember...", Philippe answered, smiling at the man...

"...Sure kids... and have fun over there..."

"Thanks again..."

The gentleman kindly smiled, then walked away...

"...I whish we could go there right now..." Philippe said to François... "You have no idea what I would like to do to you... Where I'd like to kiss you..."

"Ohhhhhhhh... I think I have an idea...", François answered, laughing... "But I'm afraid we'll have to wait, cause it's already getting late, and I have to go back home..."

"Yeah! Me too... Too bad, though..."

"Hey! (...) Perhaps, we could have a picnic over there next Saturday... just you and me... you know... the Bois de Boulogne is not very far from where I live on Avenue Foch...", François said, with a sexy grin on his face...

"Ohhhhh... That would be great!", Philippe answered, grinning...

"...I could ask Paul's chef to prepare a nice lunch for the two of us..."

"How lucky you are, to be living there with your friends..."

"...I know... Believe me: I know!"

"...But I don't think Ludwig likes me very much... When I left last night, I had the clear feeling he was mad at me..."

"I don't know what's bugging him right now... and I don't understand why he's acting like that with you... really... That's not like him! He's my best friend, you know... and I love him dearly...", François answered, with a sad look on his face...

"Is he gay?"

François burst out laughing and answered:

"...Oh no! Believe me: He's not! (...) He's not straight as an arrow though... but believe me, he's not gay!"

"...What do you mean by "not straight as an arrow?"

"We share the same bedroom, you know..."

"...And?"

"...So, from time to time, we jerk-off together... and I've given him a few blowjobs...", François answered, laughing...

"...I can't blame you... He's very good-looking you know..."

"Yeah! I've noticed...", François answered, still laughing.... "And at one point, I was even falling for him... That's a long time ago... But then, I realized he wasn't gay, and that he would never fall in love with me. It's true that, at that time, I was infatuated with him... but it's no longer the case! He's still my best friend, though... and it hurst me to see him act the way he does with you..."

"Perhaps, he's just over-protective... Have you tried to speak to him?"

"...Yes... But to no avail. You should have heard what he told me this morning... Anyway... I talked to Paul this morning, and he said he's gonna try to speak to Ludwig..."

"That's good...", Philippe answered.

"Um..."

"... Give him a chance...", Philippe said to François, giving his friend a sweet kiss on the lips... "Now, let's go... before I rape you and we both get arrested..."

"Yeah!", François answered, laughing...

The day after, Paul tried to speak to Ludwig... but nothing came out of their discussion! Ludwig had remained stubbornly silent! And Will didn't succeed either...

"...Is he sick?", François asked Will and Paul...

"...He says he's not... I don't know what's wrong with him, really...", Will said...

One thing was certain for all though: There was a lot of tension in the air on Avenue Foch... and everybody felt miserable...

And of course, François was now avoiding inviting Philippe to Avenue Foch, not wanting to provoke Ludwig...

Each night, Ludwig would wait for François to go to bed first, and when he was sure he had fallen asleep... he would silently creep into their bedroom to his own bed, where he would lay down in total silence...

Although most of the time, François was not yet sleeping... he wouldn't make a move, and would pretend to be sound asleep...

François didn't know what to think, and didn't understand why Ludwig was acting the way he was... All he knew was that he felt really, really miserable...

Of course, François told Philippe about how things were on Avenue Foch...

"Shit! Things must not be easy for you there...", Philippe said...

"Not just for me... but for Will and Paul too...", François sadly answered...

When he heard that, Philippe decided he had to take the matter into his own hands... If Ludwig was acting the way he was... Philippe knew it was because of him... And he had to do momething about it!

He didn't say a word about it to François, but decided he would have a talk with Ludwig...

François, Ludwig and Philippe were all going to the same college... but Ludwig wasn't in their class... So, one day, Philippe decided to go to Ludwig's class, and wait for him there...

When the door opened and as the students were leaving the class, Philippe spotted Ludwig and walked over to him...

"Hi, dude...", he said to Ludwig, with a nice smile on his face...

"Hi!", Ludwig coldly answered...

"What's up?"

"...Not much...", Ludwig replied, not even looking at Philippe, walking his way out of the place...

Philippe did pick up his "go away" vibes, but didn't acknowledge them...

"Hey... Um... Are you mad at me or something?", Philippe asked Ludwig... "You pace out in such a hurry..."

"Why do you ask?", Ludwig answered...

"...I don't know... It's just that I wonder if you're mad at me cause I've... Sich anfreunden mit François!"

Hearing what Philippe had just said, Ludwig suddenly stopped walking, turned to look at Philippe... and said:

"...You speak German?"

"...Not really...", Philippe answered, grinning... "But at least, that stopped you from running from me like you were..."