My German lover : Part 6

Will didn't wait and began to fuck Paul's love chute hard, going all the way out, then all the way in... Knowing Paul was jacking off his hard prick, Will took hold of Paul's smooth balls, and squeezed them hard...

"Oh shit... That feels good, Will"...

Will began ramming his big dick faster and faster into Paul's tight but slippery ass hole, then deep inside his love chute, hitting his love spot each time...

"WOW...", Paul exclaimed... "Faster"...

Will was now stretching and squeezing Paul's balls, as he kept going in and out of Paul's hot ass, faster and faster. With his other hand, he even put one finger inside Paul's ass ring, beside his slippery dick...

"Ahhhhhh...", Paul shouted.... "That feels sooooo good..."

Hearing that, Will added a second finger, then a third, as Paul was panting non-stop. Then, Will got a fourth finger inside... still fucking Paul with his big dick... but after a while, he couldn't hold it anymore, and he started to cum so hard inside Paul's hot chute, he couldn't believe it...

"Faster Will... faster", Paul asked...

"But I can't, Paul... I've just cum...", Will replied...

So Will took his dick out of Paul's very hot ass and started to rotate his four fingers inside and out of Paul's love chute... then, he added his tumb...

"Yeah"... Paul said... "That's it..."

Without Will noticing it, his fist started to enter Paul's arse..."

"Oh shit...", Paul said, still jacking off his hard and oozing dick... "That feels so good... How many fingers do you have inside my hole?"

"It's not only my fingers, Paul... it's my fist also...", Will replied...

Paul was as much stunned as Will was, hearing that... but it felt so good...

"Whatever... Keep doing that... I love it...", he replied.

So Will slowly pushed his fist deeper inside Paul... who was now shaking non-stop, panting and sweating...

When Will's fist hit Paul's love spot, Paul said:

"That's it... stay there... it feels so god..."

Paul couldn't keep it anymore, and he let the floodgate open, as wave after wave of cum squirts started to come out of his very hard dick... He cried out in ecstasy, as Will kept swirling around his fist inside Paul's ass...

After Paul's orgasm subsided, Will started to slowly take his fist out of Paul's love chute. Paul gasped, then, looking at Will, he said:

"I never, ever thought it was possible to attain such level of pleasure, Will... I swear..."

"You liked what I did?"

"Shit Will, I looooooved it!" Paul answered, laughing his heart out... "Come here, and kiss me..."

Paul laid on his back, and Will cuddled into Paul's smooth body, then they kissed...

"I love you so much, Paul... I didn't want to hurt you..."

"Don't worry, you didn't hurt me at all, Will. I loved it... and I love you too..."

"I guess you're gonna feel some pain for a day or two, walking...", Will replied, grinning...

"I don't care... I loved it", Paul answered, kissing Will deeply...

After that hot sex, they went for a good shower... and they relaxed, taking care of each other's body...

"Hey, what about breakfast...? I'm starving", Will said...

"Me too..."

So they got breakfast, then Paul said to Will:

"Let's get dress and go for a walk... to see what's going on... what do you think?"

"Yeah... I haven't seen much, yet...", Will prelied, grinning...

"So, let's go"

So they went, walking through Paris... It was such a beatiful day... on the Champs Élysées Avenue, they met a few people... like if the population was slowly comming back to the City of Lights... They walked down on Kléber Avenue, and reached the Trocadéro Place. There, they took a break... looking at the Eiffel Tower, on the oher side of the Seine River... What a sight!

"It's beatiful..." Will said... "Everything is so beatiful here, in Paris... including you..."

"Thanks", Paul replied, with a sincere smile on his face... "Everything is beatiful here, except for that big flag on top of the Tower... That makes me sick..."

Will looked up to the top of the Eiffel Tower, where he could see a very large Nazi flag, with it's black Svastika, flying into the wind...

He looked at Paul, then started kissing him wih his full lips...

"That's better...", Paul said, after a while... I guess if it was not for that damn flag, you wouldn't be here now, with me..."

"Forget about that flag, Paul, I'm here, and I love you... The hell with the rest...", Will answered.

"You're right again, Will... The hell with the rest...", Paul sincerely said. "Come, follow me..."...

They went down to the Trocadéro gardens, then crossed the Iéna bridge and went right under the Eiffel Tower. They saw German soldiers there, having their picture taken by other soldiers... They smiled...

They kept walking and, after quite a while, they reached the Quartier latin, where Paul showed to Will the Panthéon...

"It's beatiful...", Will said.

After that, they walked back to the Jardin du Luxembourg, where Will couldn't believe his eyes...

"My God! It's so beatiful, here..."

"Yeah", Paul answered... "When I was young, I used to come here with my father... so I could play, and make my ship sail across the pond, there... (...) All of that seems so far away, now..."

Will took hold of Paul's hand, and squeezed it.

"I know what you mean...", Will said.

Paul managed a small smile of gratitude, then said:

"Let's try to find out if there is a place open, so we can eat something..."

"Do you have money on you?", Will asked Paul...

"Sure... Don't worry about that... I've got plenty... and let's spend it entirely, for I don't know what it will be worth tomorrow...", Paul said, with a grin on his face...

Seing Will had frown at what he had just said, Paul added:

"Oh, don't worry about me... I don't give a damn about what the Nazis will do to the French Franc... As long as they keep their hands off Switzerland, I'll be fine... since most of our money is there, and a large chunk of our income comes from there... as well as from the United-States... So, as long as the Nazis don't put their hands on the Swiss Franc, I'll be alright..."

Will grined, hearing that, and then said:

"You know... We're not at war with Switzerland and we're not at war with America either... I don't know about America, but I'm certain we won't touch Switzerland... It's too usefull to Hitler... and beside that, it's not threatening... you know..."

"Yeah... I know... But since they speak German in part of Switzerland, I wonder if Hitler will not try to incorporate them into the Reich...", Paul said.

Will started laughing, hearing that, and then he replied:

"True, Paul... a lot of people speak German in Switzerland... but it's not the same German we speak in Berlin... In fact, the way the Swiss speak German make us laugh... It's like if they were backward peoples... you know... But they are also very proud and very strong... it wouldn't be easy for us to take Switzerland... they would fight us to the end... into the mountains... everywhere... Why spend so much, taking Switzerland, when we do not need to? I've told you... it's usefull to keep Switzerland as it is... trust me on that..."

"I do trust you Will, and I hope you're right... Now, let's find some place to eat, if that's possible..."

After a long walk, finding nothing open... they finally found a small place that was open... They got inside, and sat at a small table. Rapidly, a young waiter came to them and asked, smiling:

"Enfin! des clients... Que puis-je vous servir?" (At last, some clients... What can I serve you?)

"Anything you have... We're starving... But first, do you have beer", Paul asked...

"Ah! Monsieur... we have plenty! Two large beers?"

"Yeah!", Paul answered, smiling... "Two large beers"...

A bit later, the young waiter came back to their table with the largest beers Paul and Will had ever seen...

"There you are!", the young waiter said... "Enjoy!"

"Why don't you join us...", Will asked...

"Well... I guess I could... since you're our only clients, and I don't think we'll have many today...", the waiter answered.

So the young waiter sat at the table, and they started talking... having fun...

Suddenly, the young waiter asked Will:

"Are you German?"

"Hell, no..." Will replied... "I'm from Strasbourg... why do you ask?"

"Oh! That explains your accent..."

Paul grinned at Will...

"Yeah... Yeah... I know", Will said...

"No offence intended...", the waiter said...

"And none taken", Will replied, with a grin...

So eventually, they ordered and ate a very good lunch. Then they left, Paul leaving a very large tip to the young waiter...

"Thanks, dude..." The waiter said... "It's been fun, having you here today..."

"It's my pleasure", Paul answered, giving the young waiter a big and sincere smile...