Date: Thu, 20 Jan 2011 22:36:39 -0700
From: dnrock@rock.com
Subject: Photo 12

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by:  dnrock(dnrock@rock.ocm)


12:  Another Meeting

Jason and I held an early morning joint group meeting.  Jason instructed
the brothers not to get in the way of the artists and perhaps they should
all go skiing, confirming meal times and so on.  Herman would take lessons.
Trevor and Veronica would be my assistants so Brad and Linda should join
the others on the hill.  I didn't need Jonas finding them fucking again, at
least until Bob and I had a man to boy talk with him, although he did seem
to understand or at least accept sexual activity.  Bob would stay with us
at least for the morning and took Jonas away to make sure his hair was
combed and he was properly dressed.  I learned later that Bob had not only
made a friend in Will but they shared a bed that first night.  I began to
wonder about those boarding school stories.

Jonas was getting just a bit excited knowing he was about to meet Shelley.
I wanted to be sure we could capture that meeting and the subsequent
interactions.  I asked everyone to meet in the great hall when Shelley
arrived and hang around as I have a surprise for the kids.  Jason had one
too, whispering in my ear he had talked to Agent Snipe so this would be
quite coordinated.

"Speaking of surprises Jason do you know anything about that green Hummer
parked outside?"

"Me, why would you ask me?"

"You are the only person I know that has his own Chicago based charity."
We looked at each other for a second at then started to say in perfect
unison.  "I like your chutzpah," laughing so hard we were both sitting on
the floor; Jonas took our picture and jumped between us, his way of sharing
our humor, even it he had no understanding of what was so funny.

Jason and I both fondling and tickled him in a non sexual way.  He sure
loved being touched, stroked, cuddled, tickled and just handled.  I know I
sure like my physical interactions with his perfect little body and it was
obvious Jason enjoyed it too.

Once the kids got accustomed to us taking pictures they would ignore us and
then we would get the desired results.  Jonas had his camera working
overtime that morning, capturing his new friends.  The boys were natural
hams, clowning for him seemed totally natural for them.  Jonas just loves
being the center of attention and was sure getting his share of it now.

" Hello Shelley, I'm Bob and this is Jonas."

Shelley looked a little bashful but she extended he hand to Jonas.

"Hi, Jonas it is so nice to meet you."

Jonas smiled replying, "The pleasure is all mine."

Jason handed a note to Bob.

"Jonas, Shelley, this note tells us Mr. Adonis and Mr. Bidis need you two
to put on special costumes, would you go with Linda and Veronica and do
that please.  He winked at Jonas, so Jonas would know to take Shelley's
hand and lead her toward Linda and Veronica who were holding clothing bags.

The adults all greeted and introduced ourselves, Eric continued with the
name tags.  Jason was saying he and I had a surprise for the kids and for
each other.  All the time Trevor and I were taking pictures of every move
the kids made.  In about 10 minutes Veronica called us to attention and we
looked up at the top of the stares.  Jonas and Shelley were intensely
signing to each other and not paying any attention to us, Bob or the girls.
They were both wearing scarlet red uniforms, patterned after the dress reds
of the RCMP but with the maple leaf on one shoulder and the stars and
stripes on the other.

Jason whispered, "Snipe said FBI uniforms suck, so I had these made up, but
I do not know why."

"Well its mostly Snipe's show and I am not exactly sure what he is going to
do but we have a video link in a few minutes."

The kids came down, holding hands with our cameras working overtime as
usual.  The great windows and a few additional lamps, Trevor and I placed
around, give us some balanced if not overly bright light.  On the stares we
used fill in flash, bounced off the celling.  The kids did make a very
handsome pair.  Shelley's outfit had an A line, I was informed by Veronica,
skirt and jacket.  Jonas' was jacket and straight leg, cuffed pants.
Everyone was complementing them especially Shelley's mother.  Mr. &
Mrs. Abitsford could sign but poor Bob was working over time on behalf of
the others, being the Newfelds, Dr. du Val and his wife, the cooks and
Corporal Smith.  Who had to be reminded to speak to him not the kids so he
could get the message.

Ziggy was filling in as electronic tech, getting the video conference stuff
up and running and setting up our local recording cameras.  Everyone else
was standing a bit to the side trying to keep out of the way.  Agent Snipe
came on and we all introduced ourselves to him.  He had an FBI interpreter
along side him.

He welcomed everyone, introduced himself and complemented the kids on how
nice they looked but "you know that along with the nice looks comes the
responsibility that the uniforms symbolizes."  Were they ready to take on
that job?  The kids were, but they had no real idea what he was talking
about.  He told the story of how Brad, Apollo, Bob and the others foiled
the shadows, the hackers and kidnappers and how important we were to the
FBI's case and that we Brad and Apollo and Bob needed protection.

"Veronica and Linda too," Jonas signed.  Of course Veronica and LInda too.

He was appointing them VSA's in the United States and VSC's in Canada.  Now
he was only a Special Agent and his friend in Calgary was only a
Sr. Constable but you two are Very Special Agents and Very Special
Constables, was that okay.  Sure was Sir.  Okay, then now your
responsibility is to do everything in your power to keep Apollo, Bradley,
Robert, Veronica and Linda out of trouble, that would be the hard part and
to be sure an arrest any bad guys.

"But we don't have any guns, how can we arrest bad guys, Shelley asked?"

Damn bright kid I thought, I wonder how he is going work around that one.

"Oh, you don't need guns just deputize Herman and those eight big strong
brothers behind you or call Corporal Smith."

I thought Shelley's dad was going to blow a gasket he was trying so hard
not the laugh.  We all were I think.  It would take hours to get those kids
back on the ground but we sure did get some great facial expressions.

"Mrs. Adams these cookies are just like Frua van Witt's."

"Well I hope so, Helga gave me her receipt and strict instructions to spoil
all her children and the others too."  And that she sure did.

"Well you know its not fair," Ziggy went on.  "Jonas and Shelley can talk
with their mouths full and you won't let me Jason."

"Not true little brother, if they try to talk with their hands full we
could not understand them.  But when you talk with your mouth full we
understand perfectly well that you are just our baby brother."

Ziggy made a mock disgusted face and Jonas and Shelley laughed and laughed
as I signed Jason's comments.

I gave Trevor some general instructions about angels, composition and
lighting.  For the inside stuff we chose medium distance focal lengths
using 80 to 200 zoom lenses and fine grained medium contrast B & W film.
We also used our digital cameras so he could get some immediate feed back
and suggestions.  The plan was to follow the kids for 5 days of getting to
know you and learning together.  The snowborading, swimming and that type
of activity would present a host of lighting and composition problems that
would be solved on the fly.  The kids would need some brakes from us and
that would give the photographers a chance to ski, and party as well as do
some winter scenery work.  Trevor learned fast and he had a natural eye for
composition.  He carried himself very gracefully for such a tall man and
his ass was almost as nice to look at as Brad's but his crotch was
something else.  His cock must be just huge or he had a praeputial hard on.
I hoped I would find out.

By the end of the first afternoon Shelley and Jonas were fast friends they
seemed to like doing things together.  Trevor and I were beginning to work
as a team, learning to trust each other photo judgments.  We did seem to
brush our bodies against each other just a little to frequently to be
completely accidental.  He would make a lot of photo mistakes but that is
how you learn.

It took a lot of talking to get them out of the fancy uniforms and into
more ordinary clothing.

"Brad would you and Linda take the kids swimming before dinner?"

"Sure, that sounds good.  Trevor can come along to take some pictures."

I rounded Jonas up and took him to our room.  He had the cutest little
speedo that would just covered his butt, I thought it might be to small
when I first picked it up.  Jonas pulled his clothing off he was wearing
tight little briefs.

"You take them off for me," he demanded.

I had no idea why he suddenly was insisting that I take off his undies but
dropped to one knee and slid them down while he put his arms around my neck
for stability.  Jonas leaned forward and kissed me on the lips and then
took my right hand and brought it to his little penis.

"This is how boys tell each other how much they love."  he signed.  I had a
puzzled look on my face but my right hand was fixed to his little boyhood
and my left was reaching for his naked butt.

"I saw Bob and Will they were doing this so I know.  You love me don't
you?"

I pulled the boy close to me and I know he could feel my now fully erect
cock pressing against his thin body.

"Yes, I love you little man, I want to hold you and kiss you and touch your
body and I want you to touch my body.  But right now you are going
swimming."

I kissed him on the mouth and pulled on his suit giving his little cock a
tweak and his butt a gentle slap.  Brad came in at that point and Jonas ran
up to him and was swept into his arms.  He kissed Brad's cheek.

"I'll explain it later buddy right now he needs to swim."

When I caught up with Bob I asked him what was going on with Jonas and him
and Will.  He looked a little sheepish.

"We need to have a man to boy talk with the kid you, Brad, Jonas and I."

"He came in our room this morning looking for his clothing and saw Will and
I kissing and well playing around."

"Yes and..."

"Will picked him up standing him on the bed and explained we were just
loving each other as older boys sometimes do.  He asked if it was like you
and Veronica making a baby.  We said yes in a way.  Jonas could only but
notice our erections, is Will ever hung, you will be impressed; so Will
give his little penis a gentle feel explaining how good it felt and when it
feels good and your bigger, it grows like ours.  He kissed us both and ran
off to find his pants."

I described our little encounter with the swimming suit.

"Oh, I see why we need a talk."

"I don't much care if he knows who fucks who.  But we can not have sexual
contact with any child that age, especially one in our care and under our
protection.  Besides he has his loves just a bit confused."

"You can't tell me his body doesn't give you a bit of thrill."

"I am not saying that.  I am saying that sex with children is forbidden and
dangerous, we could be in one hell of a mess if he ever tells anyone or
does something in public.  You and I are not pedophiles in the predatory
sense of the word, Bob."

"You are right Apollo but I don't want him to go through what I went
through all those years of wanting you but always being afraid to tell
you."

"Well I think telling your best buddy and acting it out with an adult care
giver are two very different things and he needs to understand the
difference.  Hell, on his 16th birthday I'll be the first in line to fuck
his butt and do anything else he wants to but for the next 7 years I think
it better stay limited, very limited.  If we have to find him a boy or girl
his own age to "play" with then so be it...  Brad has a younger brother and
sister at home I only hope he knows how to explain things to Jonas.  I do
love him as do we all but not as a sex object.  We want his love but he
does not need to give us his body to express it, his smiles and a kiss on
the cheek are all any of us need.  So Will is hung better them me?"

"Ya better then Brad and me too, he told me his brothers are all hung like
him, even Ziggy."

"Oh, he did."

"Yes and they are all bisexual too."

"This week could get very interesting, very interesting indeed."

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

"But Mrs. Newfeld, we must stay here, Jonas and I, you heard what Agent
Snipe said its our job to keep Apollo and the others out of trouble."
Sometimes I don't know how I manage to keep a straight face when
translating.

"Look Shelley, you and Jonas can stay with Linda and Veronica at my home
tonight.  Agent Snipe said you should protect them too.  Tomorrow night is
the big party and you two can stay here then, okay."  She looked a bit
disappointed so did Jonas but since our little talk with him he realized
that we all had to play the game.  He knew we wanted both the kids to stay
with us, but some times we have to give to get.  I also promised him Fred
would tell the kids some exciting Coast Guard stories and that Linda and
Veronica wanted to stay too but like all children even adult children, we
sometimes have to do what are parents want us to.  It would be selfish if
we didn't.  Ms Trend would go with them to translate. "Herman would fill in
for them if she ask him."

After the cooks left that evening Herman locked up, the atmosphere quickly
changed.  Young men when on their own tend to act less inhibited and more
relaxed.  This group provided a prime example.  Within a few minutes most
of the boys, me included were down to our underwear and level of language
turned decidedly cruder.  I wanted to work on our digital results but
Trevor's body was so distracting and when he started fondling my already
hard cock, I just gave up.

Most of the discussion centered around the quality of the skiing, which the
boys all thought was high, as good as Switzerland but not quite Banff.
Other then that, they spent a long time comparing notes on the girls they
had seen and or met.  They road Brad a bit relating to Linda's
protectiveness of him, relative to her school friends, many of whom rated
highly on their attractiveness scale.  Jason assured them many of those
girls would be at the reception/party Mrs. Newfeld was organizing for
tomorrow.  We all missed Jonas and Shelley the place just seemed empty
without their childish exuberance.

Jason was looking quite tired and I was feeling tired.  "Apollo, have a cup
to tea with me," Jason asked?

"Tea sounds good," I replied as we moved into the kitchen.  After putting
the water to boil, "what is your honest opinion, is Trevor doing well?"

I was impressed that he was considerate enough of his brother's feelings to
ask this in privet.

"Yes, he is learning fast, he works hard and will be quite comfortable with
his equipment by the end of the week.  I think he has a good eye, it just
needs more practice and that will take time."

"Good, I glad to know that, he seems to like his hobby.  I have been
impressed with his dedication to it, since he picked up his first camera,
which had belonged to our Father, last spring.  I am just a bit concerned
about the others, Trevor is the only one who has found any form of self
expression."

"I don't think you need to be to concerned Jason, not everyone needs to
express themselves in a demonstrative way.  Look at Brad, he is still
finding himself and I guess I am too."  I looked at him intensely so he
would understand I thought Jason was also finding himself.

"You are right I guess we are all works in progress and we are all
different that is for sure."

"From what I understand you and I have both taken on big extra loads of
responsibility.  Plato, my father, not the philosopher, would point out
that we were not fated to do this but we created or accepted an opportunity
that presented itself, taking the chance or the moment.  We both accepted a
responsibility for one or more other persons, younger or in some other way
dependent persons.  We made as close to free will choices as we could and
all we can ever do is our best and all we should expect of ourselves is try
and do the right thing at about the right time.  Everything else is chance.
I don't think you should worry about those boys, they are all fine young
men and they love and respect you, everything else is just a bonus."

"You are right, my friend.  I can not live their lives for them."

"But you can always be there for them when they need you and they will need
you."

"Do Brad and Bob need you?"

"They have in the past and I was there, I have need them too and they were
there for me.  That's what love really is isn't it, being there or giving
when needed and being able to accept when in need.  No strings, just
unconditional giving and acceptance."

"Jonas sure dotes on you Apollo, he must be the essence of that
unconditional devotion that you are talking about.  Yes, I guess that is
true, and I feel the same way about him as strongly as if he were my own
son."

"That is how I feel about Ziggy, from the moment we were first introduced."

"He sure dotes on you too, he is of course more restrained than Jonas but
you can see it in his eyes."

"But their is a difference I guess, Jonas is a child and we all hold
children in a special place; it is a function of our primate or even
mammalian evolution, it is even more powerful than culture."

"That is true but that does not diminish the emotional connection of older
persons.  We may not feel the sexual connection to a child that we feel for
a teen or adult but I think the pure emotion that we call love is the same.
When we hold that child in our arms to comfort it or when we hold our lover
in our arms to comfort her or him the Kreationen and other endorphins that
flood our brains are, I'm sure exactly the same.  They may even be
originating from the same or closely associated neurons."

"But is their not a danger that because we love so completely, as the poets
would say, we spoil them by giving to much?"

"Can we give to much love or affection?  I think not.  Can we give to much
in a material sense?  I guess we can but does an excess of material things
do harm or is harm caused by the lack of love or affection?"  Damn Plato,
here I am sounding just like him.  Asking these philosophical questions of
a friend so that friend can be drawn to my conclusion.

"You are absolutely correct.  Unconditional love is and must be
unconditional and therefore without limits, boundaries or quantities.  It
just is.  An excess of material stuff is just that and nothing more, if the
drawer has 7 pair of sox or 14 it make no difference in the moral, ethical
or emotional behavior of the owner, it only influences how often that owner
must do his laundry.  We teach the way we were taught, so if one is loved
one will love and so on."

"Yes Jason, we do teach the way we were taught, it is what we know."

I saw the door open and yelled, come on in and join the party.  "This is a
blast!" called Brad.

"Look at you! What happened?"

"I think I've been fucked at least 50 times in the last little while They
just keep comin' in and stickin' it in.  Somebody'll stuff their cock in my
mouth or shove it up my ass and I just enjoy the ride!  Apollo, you wanna
be next? I'd love to have you fuck me since we didn't get a chance this
morning."

"Sure," I dropped my undies and fondled my cock, trying to coax it to a
full erection. "You look very well lubed," I said as I stepped up between
Bard's suspended legs and pressed my cock into Brad's dripping asshole.
"Wow!" I said, "This is really slick! I've never felt anything like this
before!"

"Slide it in and give me your best, "I'm taking all Romer's today, I
guess."

Bob, Trevor, Jason and Herman stepped up to the boy.  The three started
fondling themselves as they watched me push into Brad, feeling the wonder
of a loose, slick fuck.  I took off with wild abandon, pounding my friend
and enjoying watching the other three guys work on their manhood.

"Want to suck on me?" asked Trevor.

Brad turned his head toward Trevor, who pressed his cocked against Brad's
parting lips.  He sure was well hung as Bob had described.  Trevor felt
Brad's tongue swirl around his glands and began to fuck the boy's mouth.
Bob bent over and went to work on Brad's manhood taking it in his mouth and
alternately licking its length including his testicles and my penis as it
penetrated the boys butt.  Jason was busying his hands and mouth on every
other anus that was not somehow occupied, including mine.  God his fingers
felt good as he worked my prostrate over.  He was moving from me to Trevor
and then Bob in a circuit. Even though I had already cum twice in the last
hour, the sight of the cum-covered Brad hanging in front of him was driving
me wild.  The slick asshole I was pistoning was giving me one wonderful
sensations and I drove myself into Jason.  Bob let go of Brad's balls and
pulled his cock away from his hand and slipped up behind me, waiting for
his turn?  As I backed away, Bob took his place and slid into Jason.

The next morning came very early, well it sure seemed like it did anyway.
As the wool cleared from my head I began to pick up where I had left off
the night before, my morning stuffiness was in Bob's ass and Jason's was in
mine.  Jason finally reached the alarm.  The three of us staggered into the
large shower.  We all pissed on each other as the twin shower heads spilled
water over our bodies.  I like taking showers with a lover and the three of
us sure made it a real pleasure.  I doubted that any of us could work up
another ejaculation but six soap covered hands working over every square
inch of three young and fit bodies sure got the full attention of our three
cocks.