Date: Mon, 25 Apr 2011 23:46:11 -0600 From: Dennis Nikols Subject: Photo 24 Photo by: dnrock(dnrock@rock.com) 24: NYC 2 I pulled my fingers out and inched forward, guiding my cock towards Brad's ass, but I stopped and looked down at Jonas, who was eagerly awaiting the show. "Jonas," I said. Yes, he nodded, looking up at me grinning the the Cheshire Cat, his blue eyes sparking. "Guide me into him, baby," I said, reaching down and drawing my hand over his cheek. He swallowed and licked his lips before reaching out to hold on to my penis or from his point of view his man toy. With my cock in his hand, Jonas guided me forward and placed my wet, throbbing cock head at the entrance to Brad. He held it there, rubbing the tip around the hole, teasing Brad. I applied more and more pressure, letting Jonas keep his hold. Brad's hole opened like a lens iris. My cock head slid through the barrier. Brad moaned quietly and Jonas jumped up onto the bed next to him. I groaned too, feeling his tight ass close around my cock head, twitching around it and trying to push me out. Jonas leaned over Brad, kissing him deeply and stroking his penis while I eased into his ass. I looked down at his hole, watching him stretch and open around me. The muscles of his ass twitched and massaged the shaft of my penis as I speared my way in. Slowly I filled him seeking out his sweet-spot. About halfway in, I hit it. He bucked his hips, arching his back with his head thrown back and his eyes closed. I looked in Jonas' eyes. He smiled at me. I pulled my hips back, sliding out of Brad's ass, and then pushed forward. I fucked Brad the same way that I had fucked him before, feeding only about half of my cock 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. He moaned continuously, and after a few minutes of my cock's constant attention to his ass, Brad began to respond more eagerly, thrusting his hips up and squeezing his tight ass around my phallus. Jonas knelt next to us, rapidly stroking his very stiff boyhood; his eyes roved over us, gawking first at my cock buried in his friend's ass, then up to Brad's oozing shaft, and finally to Brad's face. I started fucking Brad deeper, feeding more of my manhood into his hole until finally every bit of my 9" rod was buried. Resting my testicles on his smooth ass cheeks, I remained still, leaving my phallus inside him. I was thrusting gently, now, rotating my hips, my balls rubbing again and again against his ass. I pressed down on his thighs, spreading his legs further open in front of me, which resulted in his ass closing tighter on my dick. I slid out, watching my meat reappear from between his tight buns. Jonas straddled Brad now, laying on top of him in a sort of 69 position, with his legs and ass in Brad's face while he gazed passed his friends red, swollen cock to watch me fuck. And I fucked him, pulling nearly all the way out until only the head rested between his smooth, muscled gluts, then barreling back in, ramming my cock to the base inside his ass; the sound of skin slapping skin resonated in the room. To bad Jonas cant hear this I thought. Brad groaned, thrusting himself against me, desperate to take as much of inside of him as he could. Bard's dick bounced up and down, slapping his stomach and swinging in Jonas' face, causing his to smile and laugh. Jonas remained lying on top of him, and I noticed that he too was thrusting his hips. The smooth, white skin of his bubble butt slowly rising and falling as he watched me piston my rod in and out of his friend. I realized that he was fucking Brad's face while he watched me fuck Brad's ass. I placed my hand on the back of Jonas'' head and guided it down towards Brad's dick. Jonas took the hint, my two boys were now 69-ing while I ploughed Brad. Each of my thrusts into Brad's ass sent his penis deeper into Jonas' throat. Sounds of sucking, slurping, and skin slapping filled the air. Suddenly, Jonas pulled off looking up at me. I saw his hips thrust down against Brad's face and stop; I knew that he was coming, dry maybe but an orgasm is an orgasm. I watched Jonas' face as he came, memorizing it, photographing it with my mind's camera. He closed his eyes, his lips contorted and then his mouth fell open. Quiet, gurgling sounds escaped his throat. I fucked Brad harder, determined to make him shoot. A steady stream of precome had been pouring from Brad's cock since before I had bottomed out in his ass, and his cock and abbs now glistened with precome and spit. Jonas redoubled his oral ministrations, he wanted that male food. I fucked with short, hard strokes, barely removing my cock from his ass, pressing the shaft against his sweet-spot again and again, filling my condom. I had seen Jonas in some of his happiest moments but this one was at the top of that list. He was sandwiched between us. Three naked, oversewed males. Our younger, little man didn't know who to kiss first. We helped by kissing him over every inch of his smooth boy body. ................... We are due to leave NYC for Amsterdam in a mere 72 hours. In addition to our usual schedule, I had two photo shoots for men's clothing and one for kids ware. We had important decisions to make relating to the Burger Boy's commercials, Bob had to sign his teaching contract for the fall and Margaret and Veronica were working with a magazine and two newspapers for investigative articles. The most important joint effort was our book deal. We have been documenting everything relating to the Apollo's Flying Circus in anticipation of this type of thing, now it looked like one publisher was willing to step forward with a very large advance. We need to sign on with an agent or at least I do, some arrangements for Jonas and Shelley were needed and at least Bob and I had women standing by looking to make our relationships a little more permanent. Trevor suggested we have a big family/group meeting telling us how well they worked in his family. He offered to organize and be the chairman for us. I guess this is the one of Jason's main business organizational tools. I agreed as long as the children would be included, even if they didn't get an official vote. He assured me that was an important part of Jason's approach and their vote was official. I was most impressed with the way he handled it. We had a mini meeting, he and I, a few hours before so I could outline the issues I knew about. Trevor then went to everyone else to get their issue list. Trevor created an agenda. He had the thing divided into three groups personal/family issues and economic/professional issues, agent selection. I was surprised to find Rupert and Stuhec on our agenda in several places. Trevor called the meeting to order early in the morning. I think Jonas was still half asleep but Shelley was bright eyed and ready. We quickly disposed of Brad and Linda's immediate future, grade 12 in the current high schools. Bob was taking a Job at the School for the Deaf in Vancouver, Wa. Stuhec gave us projections about the size of Jonas' and Shelley scholarship funds. They were more than adequate for them to be students at St. Andrews as well as Bob's school. Jonas was not my usual little man he seamed lost or confused. Shelley was jumping up and down with excitement I think she grasped just what Stuhec and Rupert were saying. "That settles it then, Shelley and Jonas will attend St. Andrews, Bob will teach at the School for the Deaf, Margaret and Veronica can run their writing business from an office that shares studio space with Apollo Images." "Not quite buddy. Linda and I can attend St. Andrews too so we can help with the book." "Can you afford that? St. Andrews costs a lot." "Sure, I've been going over your accounts, and if you get us three or four assignments during the year and add contributions from my dad and the Newfelds we can afford it." Okay, the first decision was now changed. At that point we had Jonas' attention in a big way. Not only would he be in boarding school with Shelley but Bob would still be his ASL teacher and his man and his best buddy would be living just down the street. The kid came to life like nothing I have ever seen. He was up and moving around the room signing to everyone, especially Bob. "Are you sure the Abitsfords and Sanders are willing to send them so far away to a boarding school?" When I asked that question all the color drained from Shelley face. I guess she never even thought her parents would object. "I have already talked to them and both families have agreed. I did need to sweeten the pot a bit for Simon by offering him some business opportunities in Vancouver, such as yours and Derek's. I think the Abitsford's will expand their business to the Portland area. Jason is willing to be a silent partner in that effort." Rupert reported. Trevor reviewed everything but managed to avoid any mention of marriage except to remind us about Jason and Eva, and the children's and my well our participation. Shelley and Jonas went around the room to each one of us presenting a kiss and thanking us for making sure they would be together and for including them in the decision process. "Do we really have that much money?" And I thought Jonas was not paying any attention. "Sure do," Wilber replied. "And you will have a lot more when the commercial and modelling royalties come in," Brad added. "After school starts you kids get paid for your appearances, pictures and what ever. In fact, you two are a partnership and one of your dad's clients." Rupert went on to explain to them and all of us how he arranged things for them. He presented a partnership agreement to Veronica and Margaret as well. I was blown away, I think we all were. Trevor got control of the meeting again. We reviewed the proposals from the various agents. Rupert did not like some of the proposed contract terms or other features and advised us on what he thought could be changed. We voted to all go with the same agent. Some were more specialized in the literary, graphic arts or performing arts but all could deal with our talent range. Rupert thought we could improve the terms of the proposals since we already had several projects arranged, Apollo had a large catalogue and Brad modelling clients. We voted, deciding to go with the agent recommended by Stuhec and Rupert's daughter. Trevor was very considerate and made a big deal of getting Jonas' and Shelley's vote. He wanted them to feel they had a real say about their lives. I was sure impressed with Trevor's chairperson skills. If nothing else he was sure well educated. I guess Jason school of management is doing its job. I must remember to tell Jason that next time I see him, which will be in a few days. Thinking of Jason in a business context, brought out other emotions and feeling about my friend, mostly related to my desire for his body.