My German lover : Part 8

MY GERMAN LOVER < Part 8>

"I NEED YOUR HELP, GUYS..."

"Hey.... sleephead... get up!", Paul said to Will...

"Huh?"...

"Come on, good-looking... We won't spend our day sleeping, are we?"

"No...", Will replied, stretching his firm and nice body, tossing his arms around Paul's chest...

"Kiss me, gorgeous, then go fetch Lutz... We have something to talk about, before we go downstairs...", Paul said.

"What?"

"Go get him... you'll see...", Paul simply answered.

A bit later, Will and Lutz were back, Will wearing his boxers, while Lutz had a towel wrapped around his lean waist, having already taken a shower...

As Lutz stood near the bedroom door, Paul could see he had a perfectly sculpted body... He looked at Lutz's broad shoulders and very nice pecs... at his six pack, and at the trail of blond hair going down somewhere under the towel. Paul didn't fail to notice Lutz had very firm legs also... Quite a sight, Paul thought to himself...

"Come in, Lutz, we've got to talk for a second...", Paul said to him.

Lutz came in and sat at the end of the bed. Paul was sitting on the bed, not too far from Lutz, his crotch covered by the sheet. Nevertheless, Lutz could see that, for an eighteen year old guy, Paul had a well toned body... and he could understand why Will was so attracted to this blond guy...

"In a few minutes, we'll go down for breakfast...", Paul started to say.

"Yeah... and I'm starving...", Will said, smiling...

"Yes", Paul continued... "and you'll meet madame Louise and chances are you'll also meet her husband, monsieur Pierre, our gardner... Now, I've already told our next-door neighbours Will was my cousin Guillaume from Strasbourg... That's how I intend to introduce both of you to madame Louise and her husband... both of you are my cousins from Strasbourg..."

"But why Strasbourg? I've never been there...", Lutz replied...

"I've never been there either..." Will said to Lutz, before saying to him: "... but listen to Paul... it's a good idea..."

"Yes... as I was saying, you're my two cousins from Strasbourg. That will explain your slight accent... Beside, I really had an uncle living there, with his large family... He's on my mother's side of the family and he has many children... some my age, or a bit older... That's why they didn't come to visit us very often: There are too many of them... So madame Louise knows about them, but haven't seen them for many years... She will find you have grown since the last time she saw you, that's all..."

"Now, you must understand I have complete confidence in madame Louise and her husband... But should neighbours or other people question them about you two, I don't want them to lie... Not knowing the truth, they will convincingly answer you're my two cousins from Strasbourg... see?"

"Oh... I see... And what's my name?", Lutz asked, grinning...

"You're Luc Harbourg...", Paul answered... "but your nickname is Lutz"...

"How convenient", Lutz replied, laughing.

"And may I introduce you to your new brother here... Guillaume Harbourg... and as you may have guess, his nickname is Will..."

"Hi! Bro...", Will said to Lutz, laughing too...

"Nice to know you, bro!", Lutz answered...

"Now both of you fled Strasbourg when the City was evacuated last year... The rest of your family is in the South... Nice... Yeah! Nice... that's it... they live in Nice! Now you're in Paris because both of you are students...", Paul explained to Will and Lutz.

"But it's true", Will said... "Both of us were students before the war..."

"...See... Keep your story as close to reality as possible, so you won't get all mixed up in your lies! Execpt now, you study at La Sorbonne... We don't know when the University will re-open, but you want to be here, in Paris, when it does..."

"Fine with me", Lutz said, smiling.

"With me too...", Will answered.

"Good! Now I'll take a quick shower, then let's go and have breakfast...", Paul said.

At that, Paul tossed the sheet and walked to the shower...

"Hey, dude... nice body you have...", Lutz said, grinning...

"Thanks..." Paul answered, laughing... "but then again, you're not interested, and me neither..."

"You're right... Now I'll get dress, and meet you in here in a few minutes", Lutz replied, still laughing...

Paul and Will took a quick shower together, but they didn't have time to fool around. They got dress, and when Lutz came back, they were ready.

The three of them went downstairs where they met with madame Louise and her husband. Paul introduced the two young men to them, and both madame Louise and her husband believed the story Paul was telling them...

"Oh yes, I do remember you...", madame Louise said, "but it's such a long time ago... and you were so young... beside, you had so many brothers and sisters, I could never tell you apart...".

"I hope your parents are well", monsieur Pierre asked the two young men.

"Yeah" Lutz prelied... "they are safe... the rest of the family is in Nice..."

"Good for them" monsieur Pierre said, and as he was leaving, Paul said him:

"Wait monsieur Pierre... I have a special assignment for you..."

"Yes, sure, what might that be?"

I want you to drive to our company's Head office building. In the underground parking, you'll find a truck containing a large tank..."

"Yes... I know... I've used that truck once in the past...", monsieur Pierre replied...

"Good. Now, drive wherever you want, but find as much gas as you can buy... buy everything you can... Pay five times the price, I don't care! I'll give you all the money you need... Now, do you know about the five big gas tanks we have under the Head office building?", Paul asked him...

"Yes... Your father showed them to me once..."

"I want you to fill them up... Do your best... And I want you to find a locksmith, and make sure nobody has access to those tanks, except you and me..."

"Sure... but monsieur Paul... the war is over now, so I don't see why you worry about gas...", monsieur Pierre said.

"Yeah... I know", Paul answered with a grin... "And I hope the people you'll buy gas from will think the same way you do... But you see monsieur Pierre, Germany is still at war... and they will need all the gas they can find! Do you really think they will let France go without asking for certain "contributions" to their war effort?"

"I can't believe...", monsieur Pierre started to reply...

"Yeah, yeah... in the meantime, make sure our tanks are full... Wait for me, I'll get you the money you need..."

Paul went to his father's study, and later came back with a big stack of French Francs.

"Here, take it..." Paul said, as he gave monsieur Pierre the money... "And please, spend as much as you can... buy as much gas as you can... don't try to save money... Anyway, I figure that soon, that money will not be worth much..."

"As you wish, monsieur Paul... as you wish...", monsieur Pierre answered.

Monsieur Pierre left, and then Paul said to madame Louise:

"Now... we're starving! Let's have breakfast..."

The three of them ate all madame Louise had prepared... and asked for more. After they had eaten everything, Paul asked madame Louise:

"Do you think you could prepare us a picnic for this afternoon... I'd like to take my two cousins here for a ride... go to Versailles perhaps... and don't forget to put some beers and two or three bottles of wine... no... four bottles...", Paul said to her, grinning...

"Sure, monsieur Paul... My pleasure!", madame Louise answered, smiling.

"Oh, and I wanted to tell you that I've given the green bedroom to my cousin Lutz... as Will didn't mind sharing mine..."

"Do you want me to re-open another bedroom for monsieur Will?", madame Louise asked...

"Nah... Don't bother... I don't mind sharing Paul's room...", Will quickly replied...

"Beside, I don't want you to re-open all the other rooms... You have enough work as it is... and we still have to do with a reduce staff...", Paul added.

"That's very considerate of you, Sir...", madame Louise answered.

"So that's settled! When Lutz is here to visit, he'll stay in the green bedroom... You can leave all you want in there... it's your room now... And when Will is here, he'll share my bedroom... I'll make some place there for your stuff...", Paul said.

Hearing that, they all smiled... as madame Louise was too happy not to have to re-open another bedroom: Maintenance was not among her favourite chores...

In the afternoon, the three young men drove to Versailles and went to see the Palace... Of course, it was closed, but there was no one to stop them from strolling around the vast and majestic park surrounding the Palace...

They decided to have their picnic there...

While they were resting, drinking wine and making small talk, Paul asked Will:

"Hey, you said you were moving out of Hôtel Meurice... does it mean you will no longer work there either?"

"Oberstleutnant Koch told me that, starting next Monday, our Services will be transfered to the Palais Bourbon... where much of the administration offices will be located. The Komandantur will stay at Hôtel Meurice, though. It seems Von Stütnitz, the military governor, has requisitioned Hôtel Crillon, and that's where his Services will be installed", Will answered.