The lost bet Part 3 final

Author: eckie
Title: The lost bet (Part 3 final)
Date: 27 September 2011

I looked at the clock then and realized, it had been already 25,5 hours since I stuffed the other boy in his corner, so time for the switch. I took the boy here with me down into the playroom and removed the spreader bar, the cuffs and chains and helped him to strip, making sure that whatever fluids and sweat was on the gear remained there. His outfit on a pile in the corner we then started taking the other boy off his corner and out of all the gear he was locked into. it again reminded me of the initial day when I was inside all of that, now with a smirk on my face, knowing he had gone through the same, and the other boy will soon as well. When both stood with just their chastity and plug, one of them also since 25 hours with nipple clamps on, I told them to have a shower first, as that will make the effect of having to get into the sweat and piss filled gear again even better. After the shower I allowed both to get some food, water as much as they needed before reporting back down here, all together no more than 30 minutes time.

Exactly on time they indeed showed up again, clearly in better shape as 30 minutes earlier, still visibly exhausted. I did not wait however and ordered the former isolated boy to assist me getting yesterday’s work boy into his used outfit again, however before that, I took off those nipple clamps and the quick scream of the boy told me how painful that was, just to add them on the other boy then immediately, and his looks told me he realized that the same pain would await him the day after when they come off again. It took the same amount of time to have it all on and locked, but just as the one was immobilized in that corner, the other now stood exactly there, adding to the sweat and piss that was left inside the outfits from the past 25 hours already, knowing he will not be released for the same amount of time.

With the now still almost boy I went through the exact same procedure then as for other was going through the day before, putting him into the same still sweaty and piss filled outfit, identical in every way to the other boy before and he also then received the exact same orders, executed without delay, grabbing his toothbrush and starting down here the whole floor cleaning again. I would have a relaxed internet and TV day again as before, but first I went outside, checking that last part I could not see the night before, that path in the front yard looked cleaned well also, just like the rest, but then walking back to the house I did find one part that had been forgotten, poor boy, so much work and still getting punished, I made a mental note about it and would act later on that, first will have to see how the other boy did his job, if he also would need punishment or if he did better where the other failed.

The day for me was just as relaxed as the one before, occasional checkups on the boys, for the rest enjoying myself. Even more with constant grin on my face, knowing about the suffering of the two boys. Just like the first boy, this one also spent the night in that cage in the living room, just this night, though sleeping extraordinary well again, I woke up earlier the next morning. so after checking on both boys I decided to check the outside in the light again, just to find that this second time it was all done proper, nothing left out, nothing missed, even another thorough check around the rest of the house turned up no reasons to complain, this boy had done a better job for sure. I released him from the cage then and ordered the same breakfast as the day before, enjoyed it just as long while keeping him kneel there waiting. But looking at the clock I realized it was so far only a total of 23 hours, in order to keep it equal, another 2,5 are to spend in their places and outfits. But then again, this one had done a better job, so I decided to give him an earlier relief.

I went downstairs with him and unlocked everything, helping him out of everything until he stood almost naked again, gave him the 30 minutes for the shower and some food/drink also. When he reported back, he also needed to feel that pain of the removal of those clamps on his nipples, and I could notice how well he tried to keep it to himself, still a short scream confirmed that pain of the clamps being taken off. I switched off the tens also and allowed him to remove the plug, clearly seeing a relief in his face after that. When he then knelt in front of me again, I told him that I had released him 2,5 hours earlier than the day before, also told him that the reason for that was the better work he had done on the task, and how his brother failed the day before. But of course, no good thing will come without a sacrifice.

There were still two hour left for the boy in the corner, but since he failed he would take on the time that he here in front of me had been relieved of, so instead of two, he would remain those added 2,5 hours, a total of 4,5 now still for him to suffer. additionally of course, since the boy here no longer was treated by the tens in his plug either, I would turn the tens up on the other boy, from the current level 50 to a level 64, from which I - and the boy here also - knew it would cause good pain then for sure. And he... well he here was to stand right in front of the other boy for the remaining time, loud and clear announcing the time left to the other boy, every minute counting down he would tell how much was left, I know when one waits after suffering, during suffering, especially now in more pain than the time before, hearing how slow the time passes adds even more to the suffering then. but I also knew that this boy here would anticipate the suffering, being the reason for the turned up tens, being the reason for the added time and being the one having to announce that time continuously now for the next 4,5 hours.

I pushed another regular plug, the largest he could take up his butt now and ordered him to put back on those leather shorts they did not like anymore, having spent much time in it the past days. Then I placed him right in front of the other boy in the corner, added a wide spreader bar to his ankles, locking it on to a hook in the floor, placing his wrists in cuffs again and hooking those with a chain to a hook in the ceiling, not allowing him to move from the spot then. The other boy in the corner was clearly suffering from the heightened setting on the tens, constant moaning, and attempts to scream were heard also. I took then the clock off the wall here and placed it into the sight of the boy doing the announcements, I said that 257 minutes were left, and every time the seconds hand of the clock hits the 12, he was to announce the left minutes for the ordeal to the other boy, loud and clear, telling that xxx minutes were left before a possible release, I would listen to that upstairs and certainly never wanted to find a minute missing.

I waited until the hand hit the 12 and the boy followed the order, loudly announcing that 256 minutes were left before a possible release. I heard the boy in the corner moan, obviously now aware how much longer he would have to be in his place, and most likely not enjoying it. I also had him announce a *possible* release, keeping both uncertain if or not it would happen then. Satisfied I then went back upstairs, a few more hours enjoying myself, browsing internet, doing mails, chatting to some people I knew. I of course memorized the exact time when the time was up, in case the boy would cheat and skip a few numbers, but I could hear even up here every single announcement he made.

When the time was almost up I went downstairs again, just to listen to the last few announcements for the boy and when he was down to 0 minutes left I checked the clock.... tough luck ... he actually missed 3 of the numbers ...

He immediately tried to apologize, but I just told him that it only adds to the report I will give Ben at his return, failed is failed nevertheless. I waited the missing time before then taking the boy off his hooks and out of the spreader bar and cuffs, then having him assist me in taking the other boy off his corner and out of all the layers before finally turning off the tens, I could see him almost crying already. I gave him a few minutes rest on the floor before telling him to use the given 30 minutes for a shower and food/drinks before being back here again - he immediately left to do so. then I took the this time failing boy and ordered him to take off those shorts and get the plug out, then I added sticky electro pads, one just above the dick, the other right under his balls, and connected the tens again before having him put on again two nappies and then put back the shorts. I then fixed that pouch for the tens on his back and went with him upstairs.

I took him out into the shed in the backyard, the one we three spent a night together already, placed him into one of the chairs as Ben did with us, set the tens to react on sound and noise again, as sensitive as possible so that every noise would definitely cause shocks to be delivered and then told the boy - for every missed minute in the counting he stays one day on this chair. So the next three days he would remain where he is, of course better not make any noises, though I would make sure the tens will have reasons to give out shocks to his dick. The other boy will be in charge to feed him twice a day and perform some additional tasks as well, while I talked of course the tens already did its job, and I could see in the boy’s face how hard it was to suppress screaming, not to add to the noises also. when I finished I took the boy on the chair and slowly lowered the chair backwards until the back was on the ground, by that his naked feet were now exposed in the air, yet still he was unable to move much being immobilized on to that chair.

Then I left back into the house and down into the playroom, the other boy was as expected kneeling there waiting, clearly still exhausted but better than immediately after his release. I told him then about the punishment of his brother, three days out in the shed, unable to make any noise, with him here in charge to feed the boy out there in the morning and evening, of course not able to talk to him as that would set off the tens on his brother also. But of course I planned keeping playing each against the other, so I gave him an additional task. every 25 minutes he was to go into the shed, slam the door to make sure the tens goes off, kneel in front of his brothers feet and start tickling them intensely for exact 5 minutes. I knew both were extreme ticklish, so it would definitely cause a lot of begging, laughing, screaming, adding to the tens working its way for those 5 minutes then also. That task was to be performed immediately after he got up in the morning and continued all day until I sent him off to sleep again, so twice per hour he would torture his brother for 5 minutes, all day long, for the next three days. I would use the cameras and microphones in that shed to monitor that he did neither cheat nor fail to perform this task, and as he can imagine, failing will cause punishment afterwards for sure. in the other times he will keep performing the usual day to day task in the house, run required errands, always making sure to be present in time for the tickling periods, take care of any need I may have as well, and if nothing was to do, stand in his designated waiting place in the hallway facing the wall. If he did not fail this task over the next three days, both might be relieved from further punishing for the moment, if he does fail, punishment continued right away.

The days passed as I expected, the free boy giving his best not to miss one of the tickling times, though I clearly saw that he hated to inflict that on his brother, I could hear the tied boy scream, from the tickling just as much as from the shocks delivered throughout that time, begging the other to stop, begging to get off that chair on the ground, pleading apologies for having failed, but he was to take that punishment, just as the other was to give it until the end.

When the punishment was fulfilled, this time without one of them failing, the boy was released off the chair, was allowed to clean himself (naturally his nappies were overused by then) and when he was finished he joined the other boy, me sitting in the living room and one boy kneeling to the left of me, he took the place to the right then. I asked both if they knew why they were punished like that the past days, and both said yes then, I asked if I will have to punish them again in the remaining time, both immediately said no to that, I asked if they would behave the most perfect possible, both again agreed immediately, then I nodded and leaned back, adding that that is how I like my boys. I then grabbed the newspaper and read it, almost an hour, leaving the two kneel in place with head bowed, then watched some news on TV, still leaving them as they were.

When I finished I ordered the two to do their chores together, clean up and then prepare my dinner, as it was time for that. After the dinner, with both kept silent kneel to each side of me again, I ordered them to have some dinner for themself in the kitchen and clear up everything then. Then I told them that after having had 5 hard days behind them, I would allow them a little treat. The one suffering the last three days going first, I ordered him to tie his brother to the fuck bench in the basement. Once he had him immobilized there I removed the chastity from both and told him what I expected. He was to use a condom for each fuck, and once he came to keep the filled condom as proof. Within one hour I expected to find 5 filled condoms then, so at least 5 intense fucks of his brother to achieve that. I would of course monitor remotely, to ensure he cums from fucking his brother and not just wank himself off instead. I could see a bright smile now suddenly, he was horny as hell for sure, and allowed to fuck was a treat for sure too, even if he would have to put effort in the 5 filled condoms in one hour. I told him, if he managed to provide those, his brother will get the same treat right after, with him tied to that bench and his brother fucking the hell out of his butt. However if one of the two failed to do so, both will be punished again, we would be starting over everything like we did the day ben left the house. The smirk on both faces disappeared immediately; they certainly did not want that again. Then I added that the hour has started and left upstairs again.

wWroubles after the third time to get hard again able to fuck again, yet he did manage in time to get his five condoms filled. Over speakers I then just told them to switch and watched them switch places, just for the other now to start the same fucking task, now him with clear visible pleasure in his facial expressions throughout the hour. He also managed the five filled condoms, so I ordered over speaker to release the other and then wait for me.

I went downstairs to find both kneel in the playroom, I ordered both back into the chastity, telling them for as long as ben was gone, that would not come off now again, disappointment on their faces was clearly seen then, but no complaint to hear of course. then I placed each of them in a combo of connected neck, wrist and ankle shackles, the connecting chain however running on the back, not the front of the boys, so also keeping their hands shackled on their backs, then I inserted in each butt a medium plug and then sent them off to sleep in their room.

Then I set the alarm in their room to 7am, telling them that they are expected to get up then, chains stay in place, they were to use the bathroom then helping each other out and at 7.20 they were expected to stand in their place in the hallway facing the wall, standing still waiting there. The hallway monitor would be set to act on motion and record them then, so I could proof if they were in time and if the stayed still in their places. At exactly ten am they were to prepare my breakfast and at 10.15 they were expected standing in their places there again. With that I left and went to bed also, not before watching some more TV in bed before falling asleep.

When I woke up I checked the clock and it was a few minutes before 10am. I stayed in bed watching the news first before at 10.30 going downstairs into the kitchen for my breakfast. I saw both standing in the hallway as ordered and took my breakfast then slowly. After that I checked the computers, if they had done as told, and indeed, the recordings started and stopped in the right times, showing them take the places in time and since they did not move, no recordings in-between. They did not follow the commands perfectly. I decided to just leave them there for a while and continued with the newspaper, some internet, just relaxing again, I really enjoyed not having to do anything but having the boys available for anything that might be needed. During the afternoon I received an SMS from Ben then, telling he was on his way back and would arrive in about two hours, I was a bit sad that my time with the boys would be over, but then again also relieved having Ben back to take over his boys again. I called the boys to come and told them about it and ordered - still with hands on the back - to make sure the house is spotless for their Masters arrival, they smiled when hearing of his return and then immediately went to check on the anyway almost spotless house, struggling but managing to clear off the one or other item in the house to ensure it is as perfect as can get. When they had finished I ordered them outside into the garage, placed each in one of the corners and ordered them to wait on their knees for Bens return, so that they could immediately take over his bags and bring them into the house at his arrival. Then I went back and took myself some more coffee, watching some series to break the time waiting for Ben.

When I heard the car pull into the garage and shortly after the door being opened I went towards Ben to shake his hands, ask if everything was ok with his family and of course if he wanted a coffee or drink served, during that his boys took his bags already upstairs and returned, just to hear my order to make some more coffee for the both of us and then join us in the living room.

We sat down and I started telling Ben what happened the past days of his absence, what I put his boys through and why, their failing, but also added that I believed they had been punished well already for the failing, so I asked Ben to consider being gently on them for the failure, adding that since punishments were served, both were the most compliant and best behaved, not giving any reason for me to report any further failures.

Ben agreed that they sure were punished enough and he would accept them as served already without need for further measures. the boys in the meantime had taken their place to the left and right of Ben, a change as I got used to see them to each of my side, but I was no longer in charge of them now. Ben asked if I had their hands on the back for a purpose, and I just told him that I did not want to make it hard, but also not too easy for them that last day, so having the hands on the back will have them work well together on every task, but still allow some comfort in their restraining. He asked his boys then if they learned their lessons, both immediately agreed of course, and he also asked if they trusted and respected me as their Master now fully also, again they agreed and accepted gratefully when Ben told them they had done well in that. then he told them that it was still early, but he had some talking with me to do, so they were to stay in their chains and go to their room in the basement, staying there until next morning, he would not need them for the evening anymore. They looked a bit disappointed but went immediately as ordered.

Ben then started telling me about his trip, the general things of traffic here and there and then continued to get into the reason for his travel, his parents in trouble. they both were generally not in the best health anymore, but his father had a stroke that turned out to paralyze him now, he would now be in need of constant care, and his mother would not be able to do that in her own weak condition by herself. He had arranged a nurse for the time being to stay with them and take care of everything, but he made a decision already there. He would spend the next couple years there to take care of the parents, until at some point, well... nature does its ways. That means he would sell his house here and move there, maybe just for the coming years of care, maybe he would even stay there after that too. He liked his hometown anyway, so that was not an issue, however the problem was obvious. As much as it hurts his heart, the boys would be something he could not take there with him; neither his parents nor the rest of that small town would be as tolerant to the situation as he found it here. the boys have grown on him deeply and he loved them, but he would just have to face the fact of not being able to stay with them for now, maybe at later time again, but the coming time will not allow it.

I told him how sorry I was to hear about the family and even more about the situation it placed him in then, I could fully understand it hurting when he thinks of parting with the boys, in even this short time I started enjoying their presence and services. Ben then continued that he was glad that he judged me right when leaving me in charge those past days, not anyone would be trusted with his home and moreover with his boys. That would bring him to the reason why he sent the boys away. It was obvious that I enjoyed the boys and also obvious by now that the boys respected me as their superior to follow and obey. he would ask me once again a big favor and would understand if I did not agree, but having heard of the past days between me and his boys and knowing that he would trust them to me anytime without hesitation, he would ask if - given this new situation he was in - I would want to take one or ideally both of the boys into my care, he understands if that is too much, or if both would be too much, though he would love to see them stay together and in good hands. Keeping them of course means expenses also, as well as stuffing them with gear and outfits, but he would not just hand over the boys, but of course the gear and tools that have been purchased in the past to their measures anyway. He would hardly have any use for it the coming times anyway and rather see it continued in use with his boys instead. I could of course send one or both to have a job, provide extra income for the added expenses with them, he would even support the transfer times with some monthly allowance, he was not a poor man, so it would not be an issue, and he would be certain that his boys were in a good place then.

Then he looked at me, waiting for some reply. I had to think, a sudden offer, generous, definitely exciting, and thinking of keeping those boys now instead of leaving then in a few days. But of course taking in the boys brings responsibility, expenses as he correctly said, I sure wanted a boy of my own for a while already, but two at once could be a lot, then again I had handled them fine the past days, so what would I do. I told Ben I was honored to receive that offer, though of course it comes as total surprise that I was not prepared for. but when I think of it, generously having the boys with the gear would not make it hard to start, I was not rich, but not poor either, so would be able to support us all if need be, as Ben said I could have one or both work a job for added resources if the need arises, then I told him that I would decline the monthly allowance he mentioned, he generosity was already huge by offering me to care for his boys. I told him that I want to say yes now, but would prefer to sleep over it one night, in the morning we could decide then.

We had another glass of wine then, ben telling me that he understands that I wanted to sleep over it; he trusts I will make the right decision, either way it may fall. Then we went to sleep also.

The next morning when I came down into the kitchen, Ben sat there already with breakfast, another set on the table waiting for me already, both boys now without chains and back in their rubbers neck to toe and in their rubber boots, kneeling next to Ben, however the moment I sat down getting up serving my coffee and a fresh juice, just to get back to their place then immediately.

Ben asked if I slept well and I told him that I did, though a few times interrupted and thinking of hat we talked about the night before. then I added that I had thought very well and would accept, be honored to accept and ensure him that he would not have to worry, and naturally at any time be welcome to visit me and make use of his former properties. The boys started looking worried, not knowing what we talk about, but Ben then immediately turned to the boys, telling them to listen carefully.

He told them about the situation as he told me before, told them about the problem of not being able to take them with him, and told them about the talk he had with me and the favor he asked me. You could see the disappointment in the boys’ faces, yet they did behave, not interrupt, not complain, but they clearly were uncertain what was going to happen now. ben then told them about how he saw they boys learned to accept me as their Master during his absence and asked the boys if they could imagine to make this a more permanent situation, in this particular issue, about him transferring his ownership of them to me completely and permanently, adding that everything would have to be relocated, the stuff in the playroom as well, and they would live with me from then on, with him only on some occasions maybe visiting, no longer as their real owner, yet still being served by them during visits as they had done in the past. The boys kept silent, still a worried expression on their faces, not really knowing what to say. After a quiet time then Ben asked directly. The boys have no say in what happens to them anyway, as they are owned by him, and a transfer will happen, both together or each alone will be handed to another Owner. He added that he trusts me to care well for them and asked once more, would they feel happy to be transferred to me or would they rather have him choose different new Owners for them. He added that he expected a yes or no right then to his question. He turned to one of the boys and asked, will you be happy to become his (pointing at me) property for life and stay with your slave brother? The boy hesitated a few seconds but then answered with a yes, Sir. Then Ben turned to the other boy, same question, and with also a few seconds of hesitation the same yes, sir was heard. Ben then said that it is settled then. He told the boys to clear off the tables and then immediately go downstairs and start packing everything there is in the playroom as well as in their own room. Then he asked me to come with him into the office room.

He sat on his desk and started his computer while I took place in the chair next to the desk. He browsed a few files and then finally found what he looked for and opened it, actually opened two files. I could read the header; it was the contracts he signed with his slaves. Then he asked me my full name, address, birthdate and filled those into the contracts, erasing his own details. When he finished he printed both and gave them to me. He told me that these were the ones his boys signed and held up to. I read one of them; both were the same with the exception of the boys’ names and details. they were impressive, detailed, clear written, basically handing over full rights to body, mind and soul of the boys, the way it was written I even thought it could hold up against a court in most of the paragraphs, though I doubt that would ever be needed. Ben told me that if I agreed to it, I could sign them and we have the boys sign later. He mentioned also that he had a legalized power of attorney on both of the boys; he would call his friend who was the notary to make an appointment for today to transfer that as well. Once both were signed, the boys would be mine and mine alone. he handed me a pen then, and I did hesitate a few seconds myself now, knowing the extent of it, that what we just talked about in that short time would become a fact then, but then I signed the two contracts already. Ben grabbed the phone and called, he had that mentioned notary on the line asking for a quick appointment, explaining to him also the situation, and obviously that friend of his knew the current situation with the boys very well. It was agreed to meet in already an hour, he would come to Bens home and bring the required documents. We then went back to the living room and talked a bit more, about the arrangements needed now, for the boys as well as for him with selling the house and moving to the parents’ town.

The hour went quick, the doorbell rang and one of the boys opened, leading the visitor into the living room. They did know each other as they were rather familiar with each other, the boys certainly knew who and what he was. Ben then told the boy to get the other also and come back here then. A few minutes later both were in the living room, in their places next to Ben. The notary got several folders out of his briefcase and then explained that two were to sign by Ben and him and me as witness to end the current POA and two were to be signed by me and the boys to enter a new POA, with Ben and himself as witnesses. Ben had the contracts I signed also on the table already, and then turned to the boys, telling them what the papers were for and that signing them will transfer ownership to them final to me. Both looked at Ben when he held a pen towards them after we had signed our parts on the papers, both hesitating and having a clearly sad expression on their faces, but they both took the pen and signed all documents then. The notary added his seals to everything and then packed one copy of each into his briefcase again, handing the rest to me, saying that this is settled, I am now the rightful owner of the two boys and additionally their legal guardian and representant also. Ben then looked at both boys, stroked each over the head once and then told them that they kneel in the wrong places; they belong to the side of their new Owner now. I could again see that second of hesitation, but both them moved over, now kneeling to each of my sides, having accepted the new situation now.

Ben then said to me that they are mine now, and he trusts that they will be cared for as he did, but also - looking at the boys - expects them to be as perfect to me as they have been to him in the past. Then I turned to the boys and told them that I will certainly enjoy to have received this gift from Ben, and even if he no longer was their Owner, his orders and commands, now and any future times are to be treated as if they came from me personally. I asked the notary if he would care for another coffee, but he declined, having other appointments in his agenda already, so we said good bye and he was escorted out by one of the boys after I nodded towards him to get up. The other was ordered to refill Ben and my coffee and then both to continue packing up downstairs.

The boys spent all day in the basement, we heard them busy packing up everything there. In the meantime Ben made a few calls, some to friends, some to officials, but also one call to a courier agency. He asked me first if staying one more day was ok and then having the boys and everything moved by a courier while I drove home myself. I agreed, and only then I realized Ben mentioned the boys being moved, not driving with me, a nice twist I thought, and after he finished the call having arranged a truck for the coming day at 11am I told him about the twist in his phrase. He laughed and said he did not even notice it, but it might be a nice idea anyway, he asked what I would think to have the boys, after they packed everything also treated as goods to move, pack them up and ship them with the rest. We talked about possibilities, the transport company sure not agreeing to have living freight, but they would not need to know we agreed. After finalizing the thoughts on how we would arrange, Ben made another call, yet another friend of him, ordering two wooden crates for the boys, Ben told the friend what they were for, obviously all of Bens friends knew about the boys he used to own.

We then spent the day relaxing, in-between he made more calls, I did so as well, at dinnertime then we checked the basement, the boys had been very well, packed away almost everything in a large number of moving boxes already, just little was left in the playroom, and when I asked they mentioned that another hour might be needed to have everything packed up except a set of clothing for them for the travel. I then told them to pack everything, except what they were wearing at the moment and two pairs of handcuffs and two pairs of leg cuffs. They looked a bit puzzled by confirmed. Then they were told to get dinner ready and continue afterwards with the packing, when they finished packing they were to stay in their room then until the next day.

Ben and I relaxed after dinner in the living room with some movie, the boys finished and stayed in their room then. We also went to bed not too late then.

The next morning the doorbell rang and that friend of Bens was there, delivering two crates, proper sized to get the boys inside, holes in place for air, inside nicely padded also. A good job on such short notice. The crates were left in the garage then, Ben paid his friend and then invited him for breakfast, and the boys had ours ready already but quickly added a set for the guest then also. After we finished it was time to get ready, the truck would come soon to load everything. I told one of the boys to pack up my bag and bring it downstairs, it would later go into my car, it was still parked in the same place so not far. The truck then already had arrived, two guys with it for the loading, while Ben showed them the cargo, I took the boys out into the garage, and as expected the surprise on their faces was clearly seen. I opened the first crate and had the first boy get inside, lay on his belly and then cuffed first his hands on the back before cuffing his ankles, not without looping the chain of the leg cuffs through the link of the handcuffs, a simple yet effective hogtie, then I closed the lid and locked it, the same procedure followed for the other boy, and when both were packed up I told them to keep quiet throughout the transport, as we would not want the crew to get worried or in trouble.

Meanwhile the guys had loaded the truck already and I lead them into the garage, pointing at the two crates to be the last two items to load, and to handle those with care as they carried a very valued load. They did not ask or worry and just loaded the two crates on to the truck as well. I confirmed that they had the right delivery address and told them I would expect them there in roughly 3 hours, giving them my mobile number as well in case there would be any delay on the road. Then they entered their truck and went off.

I went back to Ben inside the house and we said our good byes, not without some rather sentimental phrases about what happened those days we spent, then I grabbed my bag and went towards my car... thinking about the boys being on their way, my boys, my new boys... and with a big smile on my face I entered my car, started it and drove off towards my home. What twisted piece of holidays I thought to myself, how it started, how it went and especially how it ended ... happy times...