Date: Fri, 4 Jan 2008 23:08:37 -0800 (PST) From: Matthew Templar Subject: One Gift to Give - Chapter 9 My gift, the following tale, to those that have shown their appreciation for my other story, is certainly a work of fiction. Even if the manuscripts (unearthed long ago, translated and sent to me by a great uncle) from which this story could have been taken, were true, it would still be impossible to believe. As a gift to you, it is yours to do with as you please. But, let me know if you enjoy it. My very good friend, and who is high on my list of those to whom this is a gift, Dwight Wilson, has shown me up again by his quality of editing. I am blessed, and the story is better because of him. Please check out two fine works of art by him. Read 'New Horizon's' in 'Authority' (though it is about the saving of those young one's oppressed by authority) and Brad's Idol', in 'Adult/Youth'; the life and love of a boy learning . . . well, you see. This work is dedicated to those who, having enjoyed the story they just read here in Nifty, responded by telling the author. We all appreciate the feedback. Thank you! Matthew Templar * * * * * * * * * * One Gift to Give - The Ninth Chapter When the flaps were pulled back to allow three tired boys to climb into their nest to rest, after a wonderful celebration with the magnificent lords of this journey, they were gifted by a scene of pure delight. The light was low and shadows abound, but their eyes could see the beautiful boys, cuddled together in the middle of the play area, sleeping deeply. Hesam and Hami helped Behnam lift the three boys up to the platform. Then they also got in to assist in the readying for bed of the three little ones, though all but ArAd had made the trip to sweet slumber already. In the proper order of things, and in a camp of the normal goings on of a royal caravan, finding six sleeping servants, to say nothing of naked after the obvious adventures in sexual feasting they had enjoyed, would have been cause for severe beatings. But the sublime beauty which met their eyes, and the true friendship that the three had started with these beautiful boys, made for a treat to their eyes. Each young man removed the attire of their ward and laid the naked boy near one of the six others. One of the boys who were there to serve opened his eyes wearily and sat up with a start. "Fear not, young lover," said Behnam, easing the tension by rubbing a smooth shoulder, "Sleep deeply and enjoy this time. You are protected by our honor and their love. Be at peace and rest. Tomorrow your duties will be to provide for all these boys' needs." And, in so saying, he winked suggestively at the boy, who, in his daze, smiled weakly and lay back to put his arm around the boy he had been cuddled up behind. All three men looked upon the scene of nine beautiful boys, lying naked before them. No where had any of these men seen so much magnificent innocence in one place. Now, being men, one part of them desired to feast of the lusciousness laid out for their taking, so sweet was the nectar that such young boys can give up. But the other side said that such pure beauty deserved each other, after a long rest. So it was decided that the men would not retire to their tents but stay, and keep watch, mostly to protect them, but much to witness this perfection again and again. The three men went quietly to a corner of the space in which the boys slept and disrobed. With swords close and each other even closer, their sleep came easily, after they each came once, as easily. Morning was always a special time for the smallest of the group. The sun's delight in favoring these boys with its presence always amazed him. And, after such a wonderful night of loving friends and new friends too, he tried to remember when the party with the great lords ended and they were taken back to their tent. Rubbing his eyes, he smiled slightly, then looked around at the hills and valleys surrounding him that were made up of the flawless flesh of the eight other cute boys. He looked to see that he was naked once again, which made him smile. Then he looked over his shoulder and, confused at the site of more flesh, turned to spy three of his favorite men, cuddled together, and still enjoying a restful sleep. His smile was great now, as the pleasantness of the morning filled his senses. He got up and walked to the three men and sat again. He gently scooted back until he felt the wonderful warmth of one of the twins, he wasn't sure which, and leaned back. He jumped a little when an arm reached around him and pulled him close, then lips were on his neck nuzzling him with sweet gentleness. They both drifted off again, smiles on their faces and in their hearts, for each other, for all their friends in this place and the peace that they felt when they were together. There had been much to do about getting ready to move. The noise would increase and then be more silent then rise again. Behnam had left sometime before to help and to see that this wagon of boys was tethered properly for the next leg of their journey. The jerk of the wagon beginning its move, startled all awake. Some sat up and some just lay quietly, hoping they could rest just a bit more somehow. The one so small sat up until the arm fell to his waist. He looked upon his friends to see their morning stiffness, but none was venturing out to relieve themselves just yet. The arm moved a bit since it was against another small protrusion, between the legs of the wee one. The hand moved back until it could grasp its little warm friend and gently squeeze. The wee one gasped and laughed as he playfully slapped at the offending hand. But when the hand moved away, he was quick to grab it and put it back into its rightful place, eliciting another gasp of great feelings. He heard the chuckle of his handsome twin and felt the rumble of the hard body that shook as he laughed. He leaned back again and lazily stoked the back and side of his twin lover. He too was rewarded with some moans. He enjoyed watching each youth wake up, and either cuddling with the closest boy or going to relieve himself and then return to enjoy the warmth of a boy just rising up, whether it was his body rising or just his love tool. Soon they were all awake in some form. Still lazy were some, while some of the boys were self-conscious about not having to be available to wait on the boys in their charge. It was Hesam that finally had to put them at ease. With laughter in his voice he presented the six boys to the three that were to be cared for. "My beautiful boys, you have all had such a wonderful sleep together and an even better time, I am willing to wager, with each other before last night's gathering." This caused several snickers from the boys and showed in the presentation of their uncovered boyish staffs, how sweet their memories of such a time lingered in their heads. "So I ask these three boys to whom you are given the task to serve. Kamshad, ArAd and my young one," and he scooped up the youngest one into his arms amidst the sweet one's giggles, "Do you want these fair, beautiful boys to be your slaves or do you want to continue to enjoy all of you as one and whole together? What do you desire?" It was Kamshad who stood and, with an arrogant strut, walked amidst the boys, tweaking one and lifting the chin of another to look into his eyes. He looked stern like the next command may be to quarter the six young ones, or sit on them all as they were his throne. The youngest were somewhat frightened, for they knew that they were out of the order of their servitude toward these boys for the most of two days now. Lashings could be common place, they were told by their elders, though such brutality had never been realized. But it was difficult for the two older boys of the six to hold their laughter, allowing Kamshad to continue his performance; for they were sure of the humor in his method. Kamshad moved to stand over one of the younger boys, rubbing the pure smooth skin of his little naked shoulder, and said, nose up in the air, "Well, I have wanted a new skin to stretch over my drum for my dancing." But he was so moved when he heard the young boy gasp and shudder that he could no longer keep up his righteous indignation toward the six that he and his two lovers had decided were the best of friends. He knelt down and held the boy as though nothing could ever part them, stroking his back and bottom lovingly. He whispered something, softly into the ear so close to him. "Ha! You fool us to tears?" shouted Kamshad's armful, pushing him away, which knocked Kamshad back, onto the soft covers of their space. "You jest at us, you . . . you, forgive me, swine!" All were laughing now, at this little one's outburst, especially becoming louder when he had to apologize before the deep insult thrown back at the fallen boy. So free were the six that they pounced on their friend, Kamshad, and rolled with him, tickling and grabbing, until he was in the midst of his own tears. But they were tears of happiness brought on by the constant joy these sweet boy servants gave him as soon as they were free to become his equals. Soon, ArAd and the wee one had to jump in to assist their struggling friend. But they too were soon pulled into the center of the six and tickled until they were sure they would spurt. The magnificent twins stood over this mélange of naked boy bodies, still quite free of the binds of clothing themselves. They were laughing at the beautiful sight of the most wonderful young, smooth boys, already shining in the sweat they had produced as they wrestled, accentuating their breathtaking bodies. Hami turned to his brother, an arm around the other's waist, and said to him, "Well, Hesam, I think that went well, don't you? What say you to some . . . ." But the rest of the words were never heard. They were stopped by the mouth of the one he loved so dearly, making him melt onto the padded deck of the moving tent, to be joined by his handsome brother. Hesam fell on top of his hot brother, and lover, and began to smother him in the wet kisses that come from a frantic love that can never be quenched enough. Soon they were by themselves amidst the play of the nine younger boys, never realizing the eyes that were upon them. The youngest of the six caregivers had taken his leave to relieve his young bladder before returning to the fun. When he approached his eyes were fixed on the lovemaking of the strikingly handsome twins, muscles flexing and flailing, in the throes of a deep showing of their love for each other. The wee one noticed the onlooker and silently approached him, kissing his neck and wrapping his arms as far as they would go, around the one that was not too much older than this one, loving him from behind. Hands went to pinch and rub the soft nubs on the thin chest. He also felt the growth of his little one's hungry tool, looking for a feast of warmth between his own cheeks. To show his consent to this assault of love, the boy slid to his knees and fell forward, thinking his offering to this wee one would be taken so soon. The one so small held tight when he felt the object of his sweet act of love falling forward. When the boy in front landed butt up, the wee boy in back fell on top of and into the young, sweating boy beneath him. This caused two of the most excited gasps to escape the mouths of the connected boys. Both were consumed by this lustful act and recovered from the accident quickly. This was the first time that the wee one had penetrated anyone. He had never been quite big enough, but there were parts of him that were growing, as was his overall form. The youngster under the smallest boy was surprised at the assault, but he loved that it had happened so wonderfully and that it included his new friend, whom he adored. The wee one had seen, quite often, the act of mutual bonding before. He knew that he was supposed to start moving. But he was enjoying a unique closeness; a feeling that was simply beautiful to him. He relished the smoothest skin under him, gliding his hands over every inch, making sure that he knew this young boy who was giving up his special love for the small one. As he gathered his strength, as though it was generated by the heat of their closeness, he began to move his hips up and down, but just a little. He was so tight in his partner that this only moved the clasping muscle to move with him. It felt so warm to the receiver of the wee one's great love. For the giver, it felt hot as a torch and tight as a vice. But he was so caught up in the love that drew from him into the supple, silky naked body under him that he could hold out no longer. The bottom boy was fortunate from the beginning that this was not the first time such a tool was planted into his most valued treasure chest; even that very night before had he been pierced by one of his new lovers. That tool was decidedly bigger in every way, but he was feeling a deeper warmth this time. It was the feeling he had sometimes when his body ignited to explode in orgasmic ecstasy, but this time, those feelings started right away; not strong, but very apparent, rich and filling, and were reluctant to quit. The wee one, too, felt the warmth of this act as the sensations spread throughout his body. But the feeling continued to unite them and make each place they touched tingle with their combined energy. Never before had either boy felt that happening to him. The one so small bent his head and kissed the smooth shoulder of the moaning boy beneath his small frame. The boy beneath turned his head to taste the lips of the young boy on his back, who was beginning to move faster and stroke longer than before. The boy on the bottom of this love pile reached his hands up to grasp as best he could, the slim hips of the boy that was now rutting into him with some force. The feelings were escalating and the heat and sweat was building wonderfully. Where the two boys were connected, the ample penis of the wee one, to the tender, tight channel of the other boy, there was a sensation of fullness, the kind one has when someone is tenderly cuddled by someone they love so much. This was their mutual feeling, but increased in strength until they gasped at each plunge and each rise of the tool hard at work. The tingling began to increase, as did the other sensations, magnified as though they were about to take off in flight. So strong was it becoming that the one under the wee one began to wonder if something was amiss. How could it be so much different than the last time? From where did these feelings emanate? But he could not know, he was too far gone in this building joy. Both boys began to moan louder and move faster. Hands were everywhere, they joined in a last kiss, plunging their tongues into each other, as their last act before the wee one plunged into the hotness between them, until . . . So strong was their mutual climax that both boys blacked out for a moment. Nothing could match such a unique feeling. They came to as though it were a dream for each boy, but they panted as though they had worked hard. They were still joined wonderfully by the one so small's appendage that was still rather hard for such a long and wonderful ending to their love making. The one under the wee one could think of nothing that could be better than to stay connected in just this way, maybe for the rest of the day. A giggle came from his lover above him, shaking him and causing him to giggle too. Pop! The end came too soon for both of them. But it allowed the boys to lay facing each other, to enjoy some time hugging and kissing, and to enjoy the contented look on their partner's face. Somehow, a boy or two, in fact Kamshad helped, found their way to the food stores on one side of their great ride. Fresh fruit and juices, sweet breads and fancy foods had been placed there for all to partake in. Much laughter and merriment was enjoyed by each boy. They all laughed heartily when the dripping wet brothers came around to the eating place. They were covered in the juices of their lovemaking, and had smiles that told of their time together. All boys knew the look, for it had its place on each of the boy's faces at least once that morning. And the day had just started. * * * * And so it came to pass that their time quickly passed as their approach to the end of their journey grew closer. The boys also noticed that there seemed to be more people than before, that they passed more towns and even larger cities. But all boys were together and happy in their games and fun times. It was decided that all things were fun when shared, so at times the six served their three boys and, at times, the three would do things for the six naked servants turned friends. And all was a treat to enjoy in this way of sharing. As the days went by, Behnam and the twins were called away more often than at first. While they would not speak of their destination or the information they found there, the boys knew that preparations were being made for the last segment of their quest. Once more all were asked to join the lords at table. The six boys were aghast that they would be called to a place so important, for they were mere servants to these exceptional boys. And when they were presented to the great five men, they were terrified as one, that they would be called upon for that night's entertainment in some horrendous act of sacrifice. But soon enough they were made calm by the kind words and hearts of the lords. As the evening ended, the boys were sorry that it was over so quickly, causing laughter from their three friends. They too had worried on their first visit, and were also rewarded with a spectacular night. The six boys were also wonderfully gifted with a solemn promise from the lords of this journey. They would be returned to their families enjoying far more wealth than when they started so long ago. For each boy will have added three more years to their young lives upon the fulfilling of the promise of that night. * * * * "We separate, my young friends, at least for a time." Hesam stood before the boys, hands on his hips to indicate the seriousness of his message. All the boys gasped at this news and gathered around for the reason and the answer to who would go where. "Hesam, the three boys and I will travel the last part of this quest with the lords," explained Hami. "Smaller wagons of a much less grand look will be used so the lords are not exposed to undue trouble, either from thieves and thugs or with the officials of the cities in which we pass through. The six of you will await our return here. I am certain that you will each make the most of your time until you are too sore to stand up when we return some weeks away." This caused great laughter from all the naked boys, and led to a tickling game for a short time. But order was soon had by the twins to continue their explanation. "We will travel with some speed now, as there seems to be growing interest in our lords' presence in this land. It has been said that they would come from afar, and that they have. It is becoming more clear as to their final destination. But their first task is to meet with an official of the government of Rome. He seems to have some information that may prove useful to our leaders." The boys heard the words but they made no sense to all the young ones, and only caused the older boys to wonder more about each one's role. Soon the split was made and the band of three boys and their protectors left to meet the procession of wagons and horses. Their departing was made easier by the time they all shared before that day. They would miss each other, but looked forward to the day that they would reunite, and they giggled at the meaning of their reunion. * * * * They traveled fast and rested little. The boys were placed in a smaller wagon that they could see out of. But the bumps were far worse and their space made it impossible for them to relax with each other. Sleep was fitful at best, and the lack of it soon took its toll on the young boys. But the worst of their suffering came from their having to wear clothes. Though barely a tunic, they felt as though they had been bound up in the cumbersome cloth. It seemed like they traveled endlessly, until one day, they stopped. Much time passed with no word of what was taking place. Hesam and Hami were not near and the three boys were not allowed to leave the interior of their jail of sorts, they loathed it so. It was night-fall before they heard the voices they loved so dearly. "But if we continue after that news, Hesam, will we not be putting the lords in great peril?" "Do not talk of it now, my brother. Let us be with our little loves and enjoy this night together. Tomorrow will come too soon." The twin protectors were standing near the wagon before they opened its flap to see the three young boys huddled together in one corner. They smiled at their young friends and motioned for them to come to them. "This city is near our final goal, young ones," said Hesam. "We are allowed to partake of the finer parts of its charm. Come and enjoy the night with us." And that is what the three young boys did. The city was, indeed, an active place, teeming with people from every corner of their world, and providing every type of tasty treat and fine wares as they had ever seen. The markets were extraordinarily busy for the lateness of the hour. "Why, my beloved friends, do so many people live here," asked Kamshad, whose interest in the sparkle and color of the place was becoming evident to the others. His hands touched cloths from around the world and smelled new foods that seemed to speak of exotic places. "It seems these people are governed by the laws of the great kingdom of Roma. They come from wherever they have lived to the place where they were born to be counted. It has been this way for many years and has caused this onslaught of so many people. But it will soon be over. The counting has taken two years and is coming to the end." "And we are here for that purpose? I was not born but a few minutes walk from the place I started this journey," said ArAd. "Haha, young one, our purpose is not to be counted, but rather to be invisible. We seek a place that is known to the governing head of this area. Tomorrow the great lords will meet this man and find out our final destination. Soon we will be on our way, back to our homes and family." While ArAd and Kamshad thought little of that idea, it caused tears to well up in the eyes of the one so small. Kamshad had been so diligent in his love and care for the new language being presented to his little lover that the wee one had very little problem with the words he heard. As the many moons had passed during their trip, they had worked together until the smallest among them had absorbed their tongue. His eyes betrayed his desire for his family. Many days had passed by since he had been with his mother and his beautiful young sisters. He smiled as he thought of the promises of his large and loving host of so long ago, that his family would be well provided for. This assurance helped his young heart ease its burden of concern, and allowed him to move again with his new friends and lovers. The sights and sounds of this strange new place were pleasant enough on the ears of the two boys, ArAd and his youngest lover. But Kamshad was quickly taken up with the beat of the music, causing him to sway and move his hips to the intriguing music. Many people noticed his display. Some were taken back by such a rude exhibition, but many older men were admiring the beauty and skill of such a young boy, whose figure moved in the exotic ways of the most appealing dances. He was approached by one that was bold enough to comment on his skills, asking him if those skills ranged into the area of the bedroom. His gasp at such a remark brought forth the anger of the two who were bound to protect these fair ones, and caused this extroverted and perverted man to wake shortly after with quite a severe headache. So, after finding some wonderful food and fruits, and partaking of a treat of sweet delight, they returned to the camp and made ready for sleep. A tent had been placed for their use and, upon entering their temporary abode, found the entire floor a sea of the pads they were accustomed to. A great sigh of satisfaction went out from the three, causing the beautiful twins to laugh at their antics, soon witnessing the banishing of all clothes until there were three wonderful bodies of delicious young flesh, feasting their eyes on the sweet delights that their lovers had to offer. This being their sleeping place as well, the two twins made quick work of their own garbs and soon stood on display for the three young ones to gasp at such rigid and strong examples of male perfection. At once five other rigid signs of their male bodies leapt to attention, signaling their desire to confront their human needs for one another. The three boys gleamed their approval as they watched two magnificent males move together and slide as one, onto the pads below them. After some kissing and mouth work among the two experienced lovers, the little lovers were soon amazed that something so big and long could pass through such a small barrier and still be rewarded with the sounds of wanton pleasure from the recipient. These visions of lust did much to harden their own resolve to make the most of their own time as lovers that night. They too slipped together to the pads and each found a piece of succulent flesh to feast on, completing their meal with its wonderful flavors of their lover's essence. In time Kamshad moved his attention to the soft melons of the wee one's rear cushions. His tongue won the approval of the youngest boy as it found its way to the center of his precious treasure hole. Such attentions in that area were rare for the one so young, having never given himself to the lust of another boy lover, but the growing desire in him to please his eager friend was making the idea quickly begin to turn into a need. Likewise, ArAd had found his lust between the cheeks of his lover, Kamshad. But he was not receiving the satisfaction that his heart desired so keenly. After the groans and moaning of each boy grew to a frenzied peak, he pulled at the hips of the one he ate at, diverting Kamshad from the task he was enjoying. Kamshad began to steady himself for the hard drive of his lover into his core, when he was turned to him instead. "Oh, Kamshad, my beautiful lover, take me as I have you in the past. I need you to be a forceful lover this night as my lust for your favors has grown for some time. Ravage me and plunge at once into my very soul to relieve this need in me." Somewhat surprised at a turn of the normal order of their loving, Kamshad was not shy about granting such a wonderful request. He glanced at the one so small, not wanting him to feel apart from their time together, and received a smile and a nod. That was more than enough sanction to allow his own tool of sizeable strength to find the passage his older lover had given to him. "A-R-R-G-H!" came the cry of ArAd, who was sliced in half by the force of the demon prick that had attacked him as savagely as he had desired. Heads turned from all sides of their sleeping tent to see the wide-eyed look of total pleasure on the face of the assaulted boy. That only inspired the twins to recover faster from their fun and change positions, quickly allowing the bottom twin to be the top and plunge with great fervor into the waiting, pulsing canal of his passionate, pleading brother. Another cry was heard when their contact was complete. But the wee one was by no means left out. In fact his challenge was immense. His was to provide stimulus to his lovers in the areas left open for him to savor. Quickly his mouth replaced that of ArAd, between the supple cheeks of Kamshad, causing the boy to yell his acceptance of such a feeling of completeness. But the one so small was so much in love with both of his lovers that he was not satisfied until he could reach between two sets of rutting legs and grab the neglected staff that called for the hand of the wee one. Again the cry of ArAd filled the tent and made smiles fill the faces of all that night. The groans and moans of the two groups of lovers built to such a roar until there was heard three gasps and then the longest, deepest sighs and crying as the tent began to shake the stakes, that were trying desperately to hold it up, to quiver and come loose. Such were the motions of the climaxing lovers that they moved together to slide sweating slick bodies of smooth writhing flesh up and down, only accentuating the feelings that were overpowering their bodies from the inside out. Four bodies lay exhausted, unable to move; not caring much should life end that minute, so great were their wanton desires satisfied. But as Hami raised his head to kiss the sweet lips of his brother and then try to reach the neck of ArAd to kiss him as well, he saw the one so small sitting up with a happy smile on his face. But it was not the smile of the satisfied boy that he had seen at times before. It was more of a look of contentment, that his work was done and done well. "I think, my tired friends, that we have one more task at hand. I know that we are content in the completion of our lustful desires but one so small is without the attention he has lovingly sacrificed for our needs. It is up to us to fulfill his needs now, as the lovers we are to him." 'M-m-ms', of agreement were heard amidst the building smiles of all but the wee one. His eyes had never been so big, his mouth opened so much in awe or his body fidgeting with anxious anticipation so much as that moment. Four of the most beautiful gleaming, smooth and naked bodies made their way to the place where the wee one sat cross-legged. Their hands began to make gentle motions all over his tender body, quickly sending him into a blissful trance. One hand was gifted with the not so shy endowment between the thin legs of the smallest boy there. Another hand swept up and down his back, only stopping to massage a cheek then move on. The wee one's eyes met ArAd's dark orbs as he welcomed his friend and lover in front of him with a smile. ArAd grinned back almost to a laugh as he gently raised the one so small's legs into the air, forcing him to lie back. Then ArAd started to lick the inside of each knee, taking his time. As he moved slowly down each thigh, taking turns, the two twins were enjoying the flavor of the other side of those thighs, each moving toward the small one's tummy and rising and falling chest. Kamshad was not without his duties. He was at the top of the reclining boy, leaning over to smother his face and ears and neck with sweet wet kisses, making the smallest boy giggle and coo at the loving attention. As ArAd found his way to the meeting of the two beautiful legs, the twins came to their goal in front; one moving to the tiny nubs on the small chest, the other finding just the sort of pole sticking toward him that would offer a tantalizing snack of the taste of young boy skin. The twin's heads were more than enough to fill the small space until Kamshad removed a pillow under the small one's head, lowering it out of the way so the twins could continue. This also made lips available to Kamshad to ravage with his tongue until they allowed access into the depths of a small but hot mouth. The twins seemed to celebrate their abundant space by turning and offering each a long kiss before continuing their loving ministrations. Gasp! ArAd had found the gap between the small one's cheeks and began to devour his way to the inside, feeling his way with his tongue, to the red hot core that he knew was waiting for him. The wee one could not stop moving. He was overpowered by so many wonderful feelings. His love for the boys upon him and their obvious love for him, only accentuated each lick, each touch, each hot breath on his body as uncontrollable spasms shook him. All of the feelings continued to grow, letting some subside, as he was racked time after time with such wonderful jolts and more spasms, only to grow again to explode in joyous shakings. Now he felt a hot, wet and divine tongue digging into his very being, almost making him feel like the tongue of the one he loved would soon be coming out of his mouth above. It was torture, it was impossible to endure such emotions and feelings, but he never wanted it to end. Again he screamed as the largest wave flowed over his body, taking his senses with it and rubbing them raw with the passion they were all creating. Then, as one, all motion stopped and the wee one breathed as if to relax. But he could not, for as though they had planned his sweet demise, they all started in to their task until another great surge of twists and shakes enveloped the small pure body of the one they loved so dearly, bringing him again, to the last of countless climaxes that day. His small body was covered in the juices of the lips of four precious young men, who looked down into the blank, motionless face of their little one. Their faces were wet, too, with their own saliva, having enjoyed the pleasures of the young one. Soon two eyes slowly opened on a wet little face and all his generous lovers greeted with a small sweet smile of contentment. They all patted him and were soon cuddled up to him and each other, quickly drifting into a slumber where even dreams could not surpass the love they were able to show to each other. * * * * This ends the Ninth Chapter of One Gift To Give I hope you are enjoying it so far To be continued with The Tenth Chapter We are very, very near the conclusion. * * * * The Characters: ArAd: Name of an angel, lover and hero of the smallest boy, just turned 15, going on 16 Arsalan: Lion, Commander of the protectors of the lords, old! Behnam: Reputable, The boys' protector and friend within the caravan, 26 Hami: Protector, twin and lover of Hesam, 21 Hesam: A sharp sword, twin and lover of Hami, 21 and 12 minutes Kamshad: Happy wish/ Desire, beautiful boy of the lords, ex-dancer, 12 ___________: One so small, the wee one, his task yet before him, about 10 or 11 * * * * A list of all my other stories on Nifty, all of which are in progress: /nifty/gay/adult-youth/never-take-love-for-granted/ * * * *