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Little Swallow Surprise 13
Father Joe met us at the compound gate and welcomed us. He liked Alejandro as he was an excellent scholar and a good all-rounder. Fr Joe had set up the guest room, he made sure there was a towel and toiletries and suggested that Alejandro rest till lunchtime. I was with Father Joe when he called Alejandro's father to tell him where he was. He told him not to worry and that he would be safe in the monastery.
I left the school and joined Alex at home as we prepared to travel to Antigua to visit Lee and Maria. We were invited to lunch at The Little Swallow Restaurant. Lee's aunt wanted to reconcile and get to know us. I was excited to meet her and to speak. Lee had told me that her Spanish was good and that I would appreciate -her sense of humour.
The main table was covered with a swallow motif tablecloth. Chopsticks were laid out and some prawn chips were on a plate to snack on. Lee sat us down and went to call his aunt and uncle. We shook hands and they welcomed us. Lee wanted his aunt and uncle to take it easy and enjoy the meal. Lee would bring out the dishes on the menu that his aunt had planned. Lee's Aunt was funny, and she enjoyed speaking to Maria. They engaged around Maria's work, and she expressed an interest in seeing that part of the country. Lee's uncle didn't say much but smiled in a friendly way.
Lee brought out soup, fish, and fried rice and sat and ate with us. He returned to the kitchen and brought out sweet and sour dishes and Chop Suey. Lee's uncle brought out the dessert - leeches and ice cream. He also brought out a pot of green tea and a handful of sweets.
It turned out to be a superb lunch and I certainly got to see a side of Lee's aunt that I had never seen. We went for a walk down the streets of Antigua before we returned to our apartment. We invited Lee on a trip to Tikal to visit the ancient Mayan city. Klaus, a friend of mine, was coming from South Africa to visit and wanted to go to Tikal. Klaus had a doctorate in rock art and had read a lot about Tikal.
The National Park Tikal is among the world's travel wonders with around 3,000 structures surrounded by lush vegetation. It is a UNESCO World Heritage Site and is one of the few places that inscribed both natural and cultural importance–a powerful city that hosts majestic prototypes of local pre-Hispanic architecture.
We met Klaus at the airport. We hadn't seen him for years. I knew that he had gone back to Germany to visit his Witness family and that things didn't go too well. We packed his bags into the trunk and drove back to the apartment. Klaus was exhausted from the flight across the time zones and asked if he could go to bed.
The next morning, we were woken up by a huge earth tremor and the building shook for some time. Klaus got such a fright that he ended up in our room. We got up once things settled, and I made a Spanish omelette. Klaus was delighted and said that it was his favourite breakfast.
We introduced Klaus to the monks at school, and Father Joe had a few questions to ask. He had spent a couple of years in Botswana and knew a little about rock art. He also knew a bit about Mayan culture and switched to lecture mode: "The ruins left by the Maya are the remnants of a civilization going back 5,000 years ago. The remaining constructions are the living testimony of the sophisticated lifestyle they had. The Mayan temples, stelae and ceramic artifacts have an appealing history that attracts curious visitors from all over the world. So welcome.
Besides excelling in architecture, the Maya were outstanding astrologers, agronomists, and mathematicians, developed an extraordinary writing system (Mayan hieroglyphs), and created an impressively accurate calendar cycle.
Nowadays, distinctive architectural styles are to be found throughout Mesoamerica. The Mayas lived in independent city-states and were never unified as a single empire. For this reason, the construction methods and temple characteristics vary from one region to the other."
That afternoon Klaus met Alejandro and immediately switched to German. Alejandro asked him loads of questions about Germany and living in Germany. Klaus confessed that he knew Hamburg well but hadn't travelled much in Germany. He also told Alejandro that he had spent time in Barcelona and that he had been in South Africa finishing his PhD. He told him that he wanted to go back to Hamburg but that he couldn't reconcile with his family.
I hung around to protect Klaus from Alejandro, who was already trying to throw himself at Klaus. I dragged him away and took him back to the apartment for supper. Klaus had asked me to make my speedy spaghetti and I started chopping onions and other vegetables. I sent Alex down to the local vegetable shop to get some baby tomatoes.
Alex, Lee, Klaus and I got to the airport in time to catch the 6 am flight to Tikal. As we flew into Tikal, Klaus switched to lecture mode: "A strong architectural influence from the different pre-Hispanic groups is noticeable among the different Mayan cities across Mesoamerica. Most of the pyramids built by the Maya were devoted to their gods. Some of them have a shrine on its peak to make rituals and important ceremonies."
We were taken on a guided walk-through part of the park. The atmosphere in this ancient place was unreal. It was unbelievable to see how nature had encroached over the city. That evening we checked into a luxury tent with two double beds. Lee and Klaus had to share. Lee told me that he was a bit apprehensive, and I assured him that Klaus was great and a gentle kind person.
After a delicious meal under the stars, we retreated to the tent. We all took short showers because of the shortage of water, dried off and got into bed. Alex and I snuggled up together. Alex was shivering and he pulled me up against his body to warm up. I loved my New York boy. I grabbed his dick and wanked him. He did the same to me as he leaned in to kiss me. I loved the intimacy, and it reminded me of the first time we met at the University of Barcelona.
We heard some noises coming from Klaus and Lee's bed, but we couldn't see what was going on. The next morning Lee told me that he had a fantastic night and that Klaus was incredible.
The next morning Klaus' cock was straight up and bouncing about when he took his sleep shirt off in the room and asked Lee to fuck him. Klaus was holding Lee's hand as they made their way back to the bed. Alex was in the shower. Klaus lay face down on the bed, he lifted his arse slightly as Lee used the lube to massage him and to slick up his cock. Lee went down carefully and pushed his cock into the inviting hole. His dick went in easily as he slowly began his in-and-out movements. Klaus was enjoying it. At one point Lee stopped and lay on Klaus holding him tight. Klaus turned his head and they kissed for a while. He picked up his pace, and in no time, Lee was whispering: "coming, coming". Klaus shot his load at the same time. They lay quietly in the warm room watching the sunrise when Adam came out of the shower. They called him over and kissed him and Klaus took his freshly washed dick into his mouth. I had watched the entire scene and couldn't believe the forwardness of this once-shy German Jehovah's Witness.
We spent another day exploring the ruins at Tikal. Klaus' archaeology background was helpful, but the official guides were excellent and we felt well-informed when we boarded the plane. Lee sat next to Klaus and they held hands as the plane took off almost skimming the tree tops below.
Lee returned to Antigua and Klaus stayed with us for another week. But let me tell you how Klaus disappointed me. I had a morning session with the choir and returned to the apartment to find Klaus fucking Alejandro. I opened the door not expecting to find anyone home. But there on his back on the couch was the beautiful German Guatemalan with his legs over Klaus' shoulders, and Klaus ramming his dick in and out of his hole. He groaned as he came shooting cum all over his stomach. Klaus also groaned as his shot cum all over Alejandro's stomach. I was furious and complained to Klaus saying that he had overstepped the mark. Alejandro kept interrupting and defending Klaus, saying that he made him do it.
"Klaus you should know better. Alejandro has just finished school and he's much younger, you should know better" I said.
Klaus apologised and said that desire had overcome him. I did have some sympathy for him as I knew how forward Alejandro was.
Note
In Chinese culture, the swallow holds a special place and is considered a symbol of good luck and prosperity. They are known for their beautiful song and their ability to build intricate nests.
The swallow is also seen as a symbol of freedom and independence. Its ability to soar through the skies with ease and grace represents the desire for liberation and the pursuit of personal freedom. Swallows are migratory birds that travel thousands of kilometres each year, returning to their nesting sites in China during the spring season. Just as the swallow is not bound by the constraints of the ground, individuals who resonate with this symbolism seek to break free from societal expectations and live life on their terms.