Date: Fri, 26 Mar 2010 12:25:01 -0600
From: dnrock@rock.com
Subject: Jason Adonis 30

Jason Adonis
by: dnrock(dnrock@rock.com)

30: Who is that Masked Man

If I had forgotten how nice it felt to have someone else wash your back,
Herman quickly reminded me.  He has incredibly strong but wonderfully
gentle hands.  Every inch of me that was covered in soap got a little
massage as he rinsed me off.  It was wonderful.

Herman was massaging my lower back and then moved his hands to my ass.
Suddenly, his position changed as he dropped to his knees behind me.  I
could feel my cock springing to full attention in anticipation.

His hands slowly parted the cheeks of my ass and he buried his tongue in my
cleft and anus.  His tongue pressure varied from hard lunges to soft gentle
licks as his right hand reached around and started stroking my cock.  I
felt like I was living in a porno flick.  Hell my whole life is like living
in a porno flick but at least it has a decent plot.  My hands were pressed
against the shower wall, my legs were spread and this gorgeous guy was
eating my ass.  As much as I didn't want the sensation to end, I wanted to
return the favor.  I slowly stepped forward.  Herman released his grip on
my manhood and stood up.

"Everything okay?"

"Couldn't be better."

With that, he turned around, bent over slightly and placed his hands on the
opposite wall.  I dropped to one knee admiring his tight ass.  Every
centimeter of his body and his ass was so perfectly sculpted.

I lowered my head to the back of his left knee and kissed a trail up to his
left ass cheek.  The anticipation was just too much and I buried my face
between his cheeks.  My tongue just rolled around his tight little hole and
then lightly pressed into him.  My right hand wandered around to grab hold
of his beautiful penis.

Herman let out a low moan.  We were both incredibly hard and incredibly
horny.  A situation we are often in.  When sufficiently dried off, he led
me back to my room.  Our mouths were locked together and our tongues were
sliding over each other so gently.

His strong arms wrapped around my ass and he picked me up.  He was now
holding me with both of my legs wrapped around him and our lips met again
as he walked us over to our bed.  Herman is strong, very strong as I am
anything but small.

When we reached the bed, he gently laid me down and then brought himself
down on top of me.  This was a bit of a change from his usual bottom role
but what the hell, I like it any way I can get it.  We continued to
passionately kiss each other and I rolled Herman over onto his back.  I
kissed my way down his chest and my lips engulfed his beautiful mushroom
head.  I pressed my lips to the head of his cock and then slowly pushed
down so that his penis parted my lips as he slid inside.  My tongue traced
the contours of his head and the back of his shaft as I very slowly allowed
it to slide down my throat.  All the way down until the slowing action
would milk the precome into my throat.

I continued very slowly sliding his cock in and out of mouth making sure to
cover him in my saliva.  His penis was so wet that my hand was just sliding
down it in front of my mouth.

I felt Herman's hand come down and run his fingers through my hair.  My
eyes looked up to meet his.  "I want you so badly," he said.

So I reached over to my night stand and opened the top drawer.  I pulled
out a condom and rolled it over his engorged penis.

I laid down next to him and he repositioned himself on top of me.  He put
some KY on his middle finger and reached down to my ass.

His finger pressed slowly into me, it felt so good.  This was exactly what
I wanted.  He slid his finger deep inside of me and then pulled very slowly
out.  He continued gently fingering my ass for what seamed like a minute
before positioning his head right against my anus.  He was going so slowly,
slow and easy until I could feel all of him buried inside of me.

My legs were up on Herman's shoulders and he slowly brought himself farther
down towards me so that his lips were touching mine before he started to
pull himself out again.  His thrusts, like his kisses, were slow and
gentle.  Everything about tonight had been slow and gentle.  In contrast to
our hurried change of flight plans earlier that day.

When he broke our kiss, he moved back slightly and started to increase his
pace.  He used my legs to assist with his balance and reached around with
his right hand to fondle my cock.  His now quickened pace felt great.  He
was fucking me so deeply that I could feel him rubbing every internal sex
trigger I had.  Herman continued to quicken his pace and within a few
minutes I could feel him starting to swell, even more.  I knew he was
getting close.

I felt the first blast of his ejaculation, I could feel my orgasm building.
By his third pulse inside me, his pace on my cock had quickened
exponentially and I couldn't hold on anymore.  The first shot hit me square
in the chin and each subsequent shot covered my chest.

When both of us were finished and his breathing had slowed down slightly,
he gently removed his cock from my ass.  I lowered my legs and Herman
discarded the used condom before lowering himself on top of me.

We slept the good sleep, waking to the rising sun over Lake Michigan.

I stepped in the shower.  His smile beamed, and his tan skin shone as he
pushed himself under the stream of the warm water.

We kissed like animals; exploring each other with our mouths and tongues.

He reached out and wrapped his paw around my cock.  His grip was seductive
and forceful, not overbearing.  He held onto me as my cock grew in length
and width.

I reached out to stroke his balls lightly, to fondle his manhood.  Herman
keeps them shaved, they are so smooth to the touch.  His entire muscular
body was smooth to the touch, only a thin patch of dark blonde pubic hair
pointed the way to his stiffening cock.  I guess he was letting some hair
grow back.

I motioned for him to turn around.  The water sprayed down his back and his
stomach as I massaged his muscular, round ass cheeks.  I can't keep my
hands off his ass, my ass.  I knelt and licked his firm ass cheeks with my
tongue, tasting the sweat washing off his muscular behind as my tongue
darted flirtatiously closer to his hole.  I slipped my tongue inside as his
anus opened inviting me in.  He responded by tightening on my moist
intrusion; at the same time, he slid further back on my tongue, inviting it
deeper.

I turned him around again engulfing his fully erect cock with one swift
motion, taking it completely into my throat.

Herman began to rock back and forth, enjoying the rhythm of my mouth on his
cock.  I massaged his balls with my fingers and let my hands massage his
leg muscles as the water from the shower continued to pour down on us.

Herman pushed my head off his cock and pulled me up by the armpits, knelt
in front of me as his hands groped my pecs, his fingers playing with my
nipples and squeezing my pecs like you squeeze a girl's tits.  The
squeezing signaled I was his, and he was mine.  He squeezed me defiantly
and passionately while his tongue caressed my cock head.  His tongue did
the trick by licking my shaved balls, dancing quietly from one bulge to the
other, darting back and forth.

He turned to face the wall of the shower, his hands up above him as if he
were being frisked.  His back arched, and his ass bounced up to meet my
cock.  I slowly penetrated my tight muscle-boy ass.  That ass that need my
cock.  I then began to push back and forth; gently and slowly at first.  He
sighed approvingly as I pushed myself back into his warm, slippery grip.  I
pulled out slowly and squeezed his bulging pecs with my hands.  I nibbled
on his ear as I pushed back in again, deeper and more insistently than
before.  His head popped back in pleasure, and his ass backed up more
fiercely against my hard cock, burying me deep inside.  I breathed heavily
as I emptied my semen inside my condom, inside his wonderful butt.  My
ejaculate rose up from deep inside of me, flooded every sense organ of my
body, and then suddenly erupted.  His ass convulsed at the same time, and I
could feel his him explode in my hands as they gripped his penis.

I stayed inside of him for a while longer as he thrust against me.  God
this is the only way to wake up.  Ok, not the only way, just the best way.
Well, not necessarily the best way, one of the best ways.  Waking up to a
morning fuck with a lover is only topped by waking up to a morning fuck
with my boy.

Thinking about my boy reminds me I have been away from him for 5 days in a
row.  Five days without his kisses, five days without his demands to be
fed.  Five days without his small tight ass sucking ejaculate from my
testicles.  Five days without experiencing his thrill and delight to have
my hands roaming over is smooth lean body.

"You look wistful boss, lost in some thoughts of times past?"

"Yes, it was in this room, on this bed that I first shared passion and lust
with Drew.  I miss him Herman.  I never thought I would miss a so much
younger boy as much or perhaps more then I miss my adult lovers of either
gender.  I can't say I understand it, it is not rational."

"Human relations are not rational.  Nothing connected with love or emotions
is rational.  Lust is rational, desire is rational.  Our need for each
other, you and me is rational.  My need for a cock up my ass is rational.
My obsessive desire for your cock in deference to others up my ass is not.
I guess we just need to take Klass' advice on this and go with the flow."
I got up and began to dress.  Herman went back into his room after
collecting his soiled clothing from this one.  He and I, Drew and I, hell
all my brothers, like to be naked in each other presence but our day was
beginning and that day would not be spent in each others company.  We
needed to cloth ourselves.

"Jason, can I ask you a very personal question?"

"Sure, of course, two as intimate as we are should not have any limits."

"When did you come to realize you were a boy lover and that Drew was that
boy.  How did you know he loved you?"

"I guess I always knew I loved boys, well males.  I love women too but Drew
specifically I don't exactly know.  Lust from the first time I saw him but
the recognition of love came as an epiphany to both of us.  I guess we were
both looking for something and recognized that something in each other.  We
were both ready and it just happened.  Why do you ask?"

"I too am a lover of men, males as you put it.  But the other day in Bern I
had the most unnerving desire.  I wanted to sweep Kirk up in my arms and
carry him to my bed.  I have never lusted for boys before, well not since I
was one.  I can not get the image of his small bubble butt, gaunt face and
thin almost frail body out of my mind.  It is more than lust.  My whole
persona was engaged not just my crotch; which I admit was over stimulated
by his round little ass in those skin tight boxer briefs."

"Go slow and easy, friend.  Open your heart slowly and with caution; make
sure this is not empathy or that innate hominoid need to protect and
nurture.  Let him come to you, be his friend, his big brother, expect
nothing more.  You must reach out to him intellectually, open your heart to
him, if he accepts you, both will know.  Create opportunities and if it
happens it happens, it not, not.  Be ready but do not anticipate, do not
make it happen only provide opportunity.  The boy is in control, not the
man.  He may take you into his mind, he may take you into his heart.  He
may even take you into his body.  He decides, you respond.  Drew and I
seduced each other, neither of us set out with that objective, it just
happened.  If it is to happen between you and Kirk it will be something
like that."  .......................

Mrs. Colfax fed us, coffeed us, admonished us to give her more warning
before we just show up and expressed her disappointment that none of the
younger men were with us.  She wanted to know when Drew and Sandra were
visiting again.  She complained we don't spend enough time in Chicago.

I went to Rupert's office and Herman to PPI and AUSA.  Rupert's office is
in the Sears Tower, not all that far from here but to make Herman happy I
shared a cab with Rupert.

"I'm sorry to have changed your travel plans at such short notice but
things are changing rapidly at the media company.  You need to be briefed
for the extraordinary board meeting next week."

"Next week?"

"Yes, next week.  You are demanding that, so you better be on top of
things."  He signaled me to stop asking questions until we were out of the
cab, which would be shortly.  Once in his wood paneled office, with a
marvelous view of the lake shore, we began again.

"The media brothers and their minions have been running rough shod over the
board for years now.  You hold 22 % of the company in the Family Trust but
through your investment fund, investments you, Klass and the boys hold,
another 2% add my 5% and the Johnson's another 10, you have control if you
choose to use it.  If anyone wants to get into a proxy fight we can win but
the political cost will he high."

"All well and good but that is not why you dragged me here, almost a week
early."

"No, Liz and I missed your shining face at dinner and we have some
fraternity business to go over.  That aside, you need to work out your
strategic plan and prepare.  I think you make lots of noise on the
compensation committee, sending them into some kind of defensive mode, to
cover your real thrust."

"Ok, make lots of noise but I could do that over the phone.  I take it the
real work is on the audit side and you think you have found something."

"Yes, I need you to meet with our under cover auditors in advance, so you
can steer the audit committee in the right direction."

"What are we talking about Rupert, how big is this and how complex?"

"Complex it not the word for it, Byzantine is perhaps even light.  It is
deep and wide.  The brothers and their minions have been skimming millions
for years.  They have been manipulating the stock price in their favor when
claiming their options, we have evidence of insider trading and massive
loans have been forgiven, not just manipulating, the forgivenesses have not
been authorized, that money often went into their personal off shore
accounts.  In addition, many unauthorized payments for consulting fees and
huge payments for apparently non existent reports."

"Ok, I don't think you should be in any of my planning meetings Rupert,
just in case I want to do something that may not quite be in the letter of
the law.  Lets get the compensation question dealt with first."

"You have been complaining, as did you father, that executive compensation
at the media company was way out of line, far to high, with to many perks.
Now you go to the committee meeting and play real hard ball with them on
the issue.  Make any outlandish claims or threats or what ever, to send
them into panic mode.  The best way is to accrues them publicly of not
doing their job.  We have all the numbers for you, snow them with
information."

'Ok and I have just the journalists to do it.  I will get both of them
working on the problem so we can raise one hell of a stink on Tuesday.  We
can hit them in both the US and Canada at the same time."  I called my
office and asked them to get Margaret Trend and Dan Cartwright here ASAP.

"Can you put one of your people on this with them?"

"Already done.  You know the brothers will be mad as hell about this.  They
will attack you publicly, are you ready for that?"

"No but you and Smitwit will shut them down it they get so much as a comma
out of place, I wonder if their off shore money is in my bank?"

"In fact it is all in your banks ... I don't like that look Jason and I for
sure don't want to know what you are even contemplating."

"I would not do anything unethical, you know that.  What would my dad have
done in a situation like this?"

"After Klass and Nancy calmed him down, probably about same thing you will
do.  He was just a lot more excitable then you are, that's all."

....................

"I miss you too Drew, I just can't get back until next week.  Why don't you
and Ziggy come to Chicago for the weekend?"  I knew this would put the poor
boy in a quandary.  He wanted his man, he would say he needed his man.
Being this close to Racine and not seeing Sandra would be unthinkable, from
her point of view and being a smart boy, his crotch's too.

"Klass and Will are scheduled to be in Chicago on the weekend and come back
Monday afternoon.  Ziggy has some sporting commitment this weekend.  I
could travel with them, spend Saturday with you and go up to Racine on
Sunday.  Will can rent a 180 and pick me up Monday morning while Klass is
in his meetings or I can come down on the train."

"Good, I look forward to all of you arriving.  Now I need to talk with Eva
and Klass.

...................

"Sam, I need your advice."

"Is this in advance or are you putting out more fires?

"In advance this time.  I don't know if the Bureau is even the right place
to be."

"Well tell me what you think you have uncovered ... Ok, you think your
auditors have found evidence of tax evasion and theft or fraud, stock
manipulation and breach of the public trust, is that the gist?"

"Yes that gets it.  We have a ten year history so far on the fraud and tax
evasion, the other charges seam to be a bit more recent.  We still have our
people going over this stuff.  While we are trying to meet normal standards
of evidence, as you can imagine we are not conducting interviews and in
some cases not able to certify authenticity.  I think we will be able to
point people in the right direction and identify for search warrant
purposes the exact location of documents and so on."

"I would guess this should be a multi agency thing, probably under the SEC
or IRS lead.  I take it you already have enough to make some strong
allegations at least.?"

"I think we have quite a bit, in fact.  How about I pay you a visit and
drop off a bankers box of paper?  As long as you can keep the lid on this
thing for a few more weeks."

"It will take that long to get the other agencies involved anyway.  Lets
say my office on Wednesday."

....................

Margaret and Dan arrived and after getting oriented, began trying to sort
out all the information.  I know they did not really want to work with a
partner.  Once they see how complex this thing is, working with a partner
will become welcome.  Rupert's staff had put together all kinds of
information from public sources.  We had two middle level people from Ernst
and Young working up the data for my presentation.

I wanted to make sure they only used publish information and since E & Y
has no relationship with the media company, that is all they had access
too.  They did have knowledge and access to information from the industry
at large.  We would be making five general points: 1) compensation for
senior executives of the media company were 15% above the next highest in
the industry and that was 45% above the industry average.  This was graphed
for the 10 year period.  They were only slightly above that average 10
years ago. 2) Perks such as stock options, access to company aircraft and
so on were again leading the industry.  On it went.  In sum we looked at
after tax corporate profit and profit per share.  This was compared to
growth in gross sales and assets.  We did not look at share price.  What we
were able to show was the profit on a per share basis was flat for the
period the compensation rose by over 200% that increase accounted for 30
cents per share annually, not going to the share holders.

I let them quote me, pointing out since the share holders did not receive
an increase in dividends for the period, the increases in compensation were
excessive and unethical.  E and Y's graphics department made up a very
impressive slide presentation for me.  Margaret and Dan wrote two good
feature articles, one for Business Week and a shorter one for the
newspapers.

We had the high ground and the compensation committee was only able to
complain that I went public and they were looking into my assertions.  The
CEO and CFO, the brothers, demanded my resignation but the board chairman
was in a political trap and wishing to avoid a proxy fight at the next
annual meeting, in 3 months, would not back them.

Margaret, Dan and I found ourselves being interviewed by all and sundry,
another Klassism.  Margaret and Dan were only able to tell people what the
research said and that research was based on the public record.  I was able
to add a few things like "We, my late father and I, have been complaining
about this for 10 years." and "I have been on this committee for the last
three years but being only one voice of five ... the CEO has said on
several occasions that he thought I was, "to wet behind the ears," to
inexperienced and young to make a meaningful contribution to "his board."
"I represent 45 % of the voting shares right now and if they want a proxy
fight, bring it on.  I may only be 26 but that's old enough to spot
bullshit, when I see or smell it."

That statement caused a two week drop in share price of over nine dollars.
The brothers never again made any comments about my age.  They began
working in the background to try and get my proxy position reduced but we
were sold with ourselves and several institutionals.

Some commentators started calling me a maverick.  I managed to get on Larry
King's show, who in his own inimitable style, ask me if I was a maverick.
His piece started out with a summery of the compensation analysis from a
staff business reporter. "If being able to spot a sham and see through
baffle gab is maverick like behavior, then count me as one.  If standing up
for the little investor in the face of a tyrannical leadership, then I am
one.  If making a public fuss after years of behind closed door diplomacy
failed, yes I am a maverick and proud of it.  Remember Mr. King, my family
holds over 22% of the common shares in the media corp.  Others may be
intimidated by the tyrannical behavior of the media brothers, I am not.  My
family has never buckled to intimidation and we never will."  King ran a
clip from the Diamond press confidence.

"Then Jason, I take it you are prepared for a proxy battle at the annual
meeting?"

"Yes, if that is what it takes.  Right now I have over 45% of the voting
shares and more proxies are arriving every day.  Keep in mind that my
family is the largest, non institutional share holder, in this company; it
is in our best interest to see that the company does well, makes good
profits, grows, and is a well managed, good corporate citizen."

"Don't you think this fight with the media brothers is hurting your share
price?"

"I suspect it is but we believe the underlying value is their and you can
bet that when the PE ratio reaches a predetermined point, my brokers will
become active.  My family is not interested in quick profits or
razzle-dazzle .  As my Uncle Klass would say, we are not
Johnny-come-latelys, we have been major share holders in this enterprise
since the days of the media brothers father's leadership.  My fight, as you
put it, is about protecting that underlying value for us and every other
share holder."

"But if the share price drops you loose money, how does that protect
underlying value?"

"No, I have lost noting except potential profits which can only be realized
by selling.  If we were to cut and run, dump our share on the market, what
would happen to the price.  By standing up for what we believe in, we are
protecting our position and that of every one else, even the media brothers
themselves.  I can say that 23% of the other share holders agree with me."

"Are you suggesting that people hold their positions or even buy these
shares?"

"No, I am telling you that over 45% of the current share holders are behind
me.  I already said, if the price gets low enough I am prepared to buy more
shares, for my family that would equate to a good and sound investment.  I
am in no way suggesting or advising anyone on matters of investment.  For
some investors, media might be a good one, for others it would not and for
anyone to buy or sell because of anything I say or don't say, would be in
my opinion foolish."

"Surely you are not suggesting those people who have been selling in the
past week are fools?"

"No, people do what they do.  What I said was, to do something just because
I do or do not do, say or do not say, would be foolish.  That's my opinion,
I'm sure some have the opinion I am foolish.  I can live with that, you
know us mavericks.  I would hope people will look closely at the arguments
and analysis I put forward and make a judgment based on that."

"The brothers have said you are a naive, unqualified and callow youth,
lacking in business acumen?"

"They are too kind.  I am 26, with a Harvard MBA, and a Northwestern Honors
B.Sc. in Economics., and along with my uncle, oversee enterprises in 8
countries.  I am fluent in 5 languages' therefore, I will not be drawn into
a name calling contest, which I would win, but that would be a hollow
victory."

"Come on Jason, those kind of comments must make you angry?"

"No, not angry, sad.  I have never bad mouthed the media brothers or anyone
else.  I don't do that.  I have been and will continue to be, hard on the
facts, tough on the problems.  I try to be fair, give full credit to others
and when I make a mistake I take ownership.  That is the Adonis way, what
my parents and grandparents taught us.  Look I'm human and my ego likes to
be stroked, as much as the next man.  I like to have my own way just like
you or anyone else, but I only want my way if it is the best way.  I only
want my way if it can be shown to be the best way.  I may be callow, naive
and idealistic but I would rather discard a dozen of my poor ideas for one
good one from my advisory."

"Why haven't we seen or heard of Jason Adonis before this?"

"If my other efforts to force change at the media company had been even
partly successful, I would still be unknown.  The only way I could get the
job done was to go public.  I can assure you I will fade into the
background just as soon as possible.  My family has never desired
publicity.  I do not desire publicity.  As you saw from that earlier taped
press conference, we do what needs to be done.

"It says here you are one of the richest men in the world?"

"Well, if CNN said it, it must be true.  It is possible but since we, my
family, has expanded from two to 9 in recent years, my share is much
reduced."  Larry looked at me he wanted more and wanted me to volunteer it.
"I won't give you a figure if that is what you were hoping for."

"Is it true you won your own Challenger?"

"I fly the Challenger but it is owned by my employer the Adonis Family
Trust and is used 98 % for business and family travel.  When I came here it
was on a commercial flight, my uncle is using it this week."

"Wouldn't you consider that a corporate perk?"

"That's a very good question.  It is and it is not.  Since it is used
almost exclusively for business travel and our accountants assure me it is
very cost effective, not.  I get to book it for some personal use now and
then, with one significant difference.  The Adonis Family Trust has no
public share holders; I still must answer to my board of directors, my
Uncle and brothers and if you think I am tough..."

One thing I had to be very careful about was letting anyone know about the
suspected misappropriations before the SEC et al. announced.  If the word
leaked out, it would be seen as insider information, we had to be careful.
I also wanted to see that the situation was properly managed.  It would
shake investor confidence so we needed a plan.  Part of that plan was to
keep my name out of it and to use Margaret in the US, Dan in Canada and
perhaps others, to stoke up the fires at exactly the right time.

I thought two days before the Annual meeting the SEC should suspend
trading, make their announcement and we would publish our first articles.
We would recall the former, now retired board chairman, to take over the
company and keep things on the rails; until new CEO and CFO can be found or
they can clear their names. That is the plan.

I had a brief meeting after the interview with Mr. King and his producer.
They made the connection between Margaret and Apollo's project.  I gave
them the party line on the limits of my involvement.  I praised Margaret
and Veronica's writing skills as well as Apollo's and Trevor's photography.
Explaining that when she and Dan, came to me doing a story about executive
compensation, I ceased the moment, giving them credit for the idea to go
public the way we did.  I'm sure Apollo will get lots of additional news
coverage.  Not that Stuhec wasn't getting them lots anyway.
.....................

Reports from Belgium were positive for making progress and they felt that
another few weeks was all that should be required.  Slenders would only say
we were right, that following the money is leading to some relatively high
placed people.  Our audit revealed he had been playing fast and loose with
our properties, when it came to keeping them in good repair and making sure
local property tax, etc. was being look after.  He was skimming on the
repairs and things like that.  Mostly he was laundering drug money,
managing the brothels/movie sets and kiddy porn sales.  The Belgium and
French tax people are going to have a field day with him, if nothing else.
Klass was already looking for a new agent.  If he had not been skimming
from us and others and been more meticulous in how he represented us, we
probably would not have uncovered the money laundering.
..............................

"How bad does my boy want his man?"

"About as bad as its possible to want, as bad as his man wants his boy, I
hope," He was now climbing on me kissing my face and neck, pressing his
tongue into my ears and fucking my mouth with it.

"Jason, dad told me that the relationship shared between a boy and his man
is a special thing.  He told me that sex is only a small part of that
relationship, it goes way beyond that.  Dad said, the man should mentor the
boy, train him as an apprentice.  That the man to boy bond is in some ways
the strongest of all.  He's glad, if I was to choose a man, it was you I
chose."

"Not as glad as I am.  You know how proud Klass is that you chose him to be
your dad.  Well that's almost as much pride as I have, that you chose me to
be your man.  He is right about the sex part, being only one aspect.  It
does go way beyond that but right now little lover, its that part we both
need the most."  This time it was me kissing him and fucking his mouth with
my tongue.  I needed my cock in his ass, as much as he needed it there.

I placed my condom covered, wet, swollen cock head at the entrance to
Drew's anus; holding it there, rubbing the tip around the hole, teasing
Drew.  I pushed forward, easing inside, applying more and more pressure.

Drew opened like the iris of a lens.  My penis head slid through the
barrier.  Drew sighed and smiled, feeling his tight ass close around it,
twitching around it, clamping down and trying to push me out or trap me in.

Drew slowed his breathing, relaxing, and I continued pushing into his ass.
I looked down at his hole, watching his ass stretch and gape open around
me.  The muscles of his ass twitched and massaged the shaft as I speared my
way in.  Slowly I filled his ass with my cock, seeking out his sweet spot,
his prostrate.

About halfway in, I engaged it.  His rigid cock bounced up when the head of
my penis pressed against his prostrate.  He undulated his hips, arching his
back with his head thrown back and his eyes closed.  I pulled my hips back,
sliding out of Drew's ass, and then pushed forward, past his sweet spot,
sliding over it, pressing my pubis against his thin, smooth body.

I fucked Drew feeding only about half of my penis into his ass on each
thrust, but making sure that I jabbed the head over his prostate again and
again, causing him to writhe under me.  Following every few jabs I would
push full in, pressing my body to him and rotating my hips grinding against
his smooth skin.  He moaned continuously, and after a few minutes of my
cock's constant attention, Drew respond even more eagerly, thrusting his
hips up and squeezing his tight ass around me.

I started fucking him deeper, feeding more of my dick into his hole until
finally every bit of my 9" (23 cm) was buried in his ass and my testes
rested against his smooth ass cheeks.  I remained still, holding inside
him.

I began thrusting gently, now, rotating my hips, my scrotum rubbing again
and again against his ass.  I pressed on his thighs, spreading his legs
further open, his ass closing tighter on my cock.

I fucked him, pulling my cock nearly all the way out until only the head
rested between his smooth, muscled butt, then driving back in, ramming my
cock to the base inside his ass; the sound of skin slapping skin
resonating.  Drew groaned, thrusting himself against me, attempting to take
as much of me, inside of him, as possible.  Drew's penis bounced up and
down, thumping on his stomach.  Drew was fucking himself as I held my hips
still.

"Oh man, don't pull out.  That was so great.  Who ever said, anticipation
is greater than realization, was dead wrong."  I did not pull out but Drew
soon expelled my shrinking member anyway.

We lay together this man and his boy for a brief refractory moment.  I need
him in me as much as he needs me in him.  He was right about this
anticipation thing, when it comes to fucking and being fucked by your love,
anticipation is never as good as realization and that's a Jasonism.