Date: Thu, 1 Nov 2012 20:38:30 -0600 From: dnrock@rock.com Subject: Amoral Revisited 21 Amoral by: dnrock(dnrock@rock.com) 21: Graduating High School I was some pissed on Saturday afternoon. I came in from shopping and Andy was baking. That is not what pissed me off. He was baking chocolate brownies and in those brownies he included some illegal green herbs. "You know how I feel about having any illegal substances in our home Andy," I said in as calm a voice as I could muster. "Mat, Dennis and I grew this stuff; it is high quality." "I am not questioning that. As long as you are not selling and the stuff is for personal use. I am not worried about this as a gateway drug or anything like that. You know I can't give you permission, what would Dennis' parents say?" "About the same as you. His dad knows we grew it. We cured it in his old tobacco shed. As long as we don't sell it or drive under the influence, i.e. are responsible." Seventeen year old boys and responsible are not usually used in the same sentence. Andy is good and he is responsible but. "Are you sharing this with the girls, Wanda and Sue Ann?" "Hell no, we may be teenagers but we are not stupid. Been there and done that, bought the Tee shirt, as I recall. I will never trust any female under 30 again and not Dennis either. We are prepared to share with you brother." "Well I guess it is better then smoking the stuff. Let us just say I don't know anything about this, okay." Andy came over to me and after delivering too many kisses to count said, "Thanks brother, I won't let you down. Besides those girls are wild enough without any help and you know Denny and I don't need it either. Just wait until you see Dennis after a couple of these squares. You would never know he even knows what shy means." "Does that mean he will use his tongue on my ass again?" "No, he will do that anyway but if you bring Elsa over he will use it on her." I just rolled my eyes and put the groceries away. Since the young people were to be engaged for the evening and I was definitely not being asked to join them, I called Elsa asking her out to dinner. This was our first date or what ever you call it, since the spring. She had not been in Amherst for the summer and things were just a little busy for both of us since school started. I think it was clear to both of us romance was not in the cards. Friendship was and on an intellectual level perhaps even more satisfying. She was most shocked when I told her about Sonja's death. She had never met her but she did know Eric, both socially and as a student. In a small school like this one, every teacher knows just about every student. She was most pleased that Simon had adopted Eric. "I guess Melissa will not be attending any more of your gatherings," stating the obvious. "We have danced around all this for too long Mat. What happened with Naomi? The last she said to me everything seemed settled?" she asked. I just hate to severely edit things to a friend. Especially one who was a confidant to both Naomi and Andy. I felt I had to lay most of the blame on Rachael. This did not completely surprise her. "I went to a school about this size and in grade 12 one of the girls I chummed with outed me. She just couldn't keep her mouth shut. That was how it started but a girl, not unlike Rachael started blabbing and embellishing. I was so embarrassed at first but you know in the end it didn't matter. At the time it was a big deal. Is that why she will have nothing to do with Dennis?" I outlined some of what she said about him and how Dennis, made available some of her comments about him and what a few of them were. "Oh, now it makes sense," Elsa smiled, "why all the girls are hanging on Dennis and Andy. Dennis is so shy I was amazed he would even ask and extrovert like Sue Ann for a date. Last year Wanda would not even talk to Andy. Now I understand." "Well I'm not sure I do but female psychology has always been just a little beyond my understanding," I said. "Sometimes mine too but then I am more boy then girl anyway," she added. I explained about the panties and how Dennis handled it. "That's a reverse of the old panty raid. I'm glad the girls are self confident enough to do it. I'm not glad they chose panties. The word is, those two are very sexually active," Elsa said. "From what the boys, said so are they. You know us teenage boys: sex, food, sleep, all else in that order," I replied. Her smile said it all. Then she got the most devilish look on her face. "Mat, what are the young lovers doing tonight?" "They are using the middle cabin and probably the sauna. Both are stocked with full boxes of condoms, why?" "I was just thinking," she giggled, "perhaps you and I could have a little fun, you know," she giggled again. "Invite them in for a hot chocolate before the boys take them home," Elsa mused with more giggles. I know by know, Elsa had a good sense of humor. I just didn't realize it was quite as dry as mine. I guess it must be since we do seem to get along. By now she and I had drank a bottle of wine and she had two after dinner brandies. I stopped with the wine as the designated driver. While I made the cappuccinos, served with more brandy, I told her a little about my new contract. Not mentioning the porn studio as such. Elsa expressed some interest in photographic art, specifically that related to the human form. We signed on the Jonathan the Photographer's web site. She was most impressed with his work. Since I was working for JTP, I subscribed to that and "Cory and Friends". We both enjoyed looking at the buff men and nubile young ladies. I could see from her reaction, being a lesbian did not mean she did not appreciate the male body and I guess she learned being Gay did not diminish my appreciation of the females. Sex objects and sexualization of the human form go hand in hand. We all do it. I even heard on the news that some city transit system refused to carry an advertisement showing a naked baby as it might offend some of the citizens. It is those, "offended citizens" that are doing the sexualization. Not the artist or advertising people. One caller told the radio station that these images would only stimulate the pedophiles in the city and send the message sexualization of babies is acceptable. I can't believe it but I heard it. (your narrator has just removed the author's soap box.) After about an hour of JTP and three more stiff cappuccinos, I suggested Cory and Friends. She went to the kitchen for a fourth and I hit the toilet to drain the coffee I already consumed. When I returned she was looking at Cory's blog which showed pictures of Dennis, Eric, Andy and one including me. None of this is note worthy at this point, except Elsa was on her 6th brandy in two and a half hours. Given her body weight, that is a lot. Given that she found Andy's brownies and was consuming her second, it was way too much. "Else, those brownies have a bit of kick," I said. She just looked up at me with the biggest grin imaginable. Okay, she likes this stuff, who knew. Elsa was most impressed with Cory's writing. I suggested he had professional editing, "He is well spoken and very bright but I'm sure John has the stuff edited before it goes up." "This Cory is not only very handsome but he writes very will," she said. I think the combination is getting into her head. I wondered where this was leading and if either of us really want to go there. Neither of us ever said to the other we were only interested in the same sex. I just think that, since neither of us ever made a move on the other, it was just assumed. "I am not sure but knowing John, I'll bet some professionals polish it up for him. The kid is bright don't get me wrong. I know he does not translate by himself. Let me sign in to the models section," I said. She was blown away by this series. Each week a new male and female model and often a series with Cory are posted. Each series had a theme and location. For example, doorways in Amsterdam or public monuments in Prague. All the work is done by John and each model writes a page or so about himself or herself. In the blog part Cory tells his impression of the city and talks about his new friends, these models. The blog part has candied photographs of Cory and these friends, at cafes, in parks, touring tourist places, doing sports and so on. These photographs are all very tasteful and artistic. Not that many show no skin. One is left with the impression these young people, most older then Cory, are loaded with sexuality. So is Cory. He exudes it, even dressed in baggy pants and a Tee shirt. She was getting a little giddy and just a little more lewd then I had ever seen her before. Not that I mind. Not that I would refuse an offer from her. It was now close to midnight, the young people came in, mostly to see why I had blocked Andy's Jeep. The look on their faces was priceless. Elsa was dressed in a very sexy skirt, a rather short one, a blouse that showed lots of cleavage and was giggling like one of her students. We were sitting close together before the large 30" display. Everyone came up short. "Miss Zipper", Wanda shrieked, half question and half exclamation. "Ooo, look Cory and Friends, is that you sitting next to Cory." Sue Ann exclaimed, not to anyone specifically? "Dennis and Mat too?" The girls rushed forward for a better look, while Dennis and Andy hung back a few paces. "Would you kids like some hot chocolate before you head home," I asked. Andy headed into the kitchen to start heating the milk. I could not judge the look on his face. Elsa giggled and talked to the girls and Dennis. "Why didn't you tell me you know Cory, Dennis?" Sue Ann asked. Elsa began laughing and laughing. "That's easy to figure out," giggle, laugh, "Hard to talk when your mouth is full," giggle, laugh. Dennis was saying noting, Andy was in the kitchen, Sue Ann was bright red and speechless, Wanda was also bright red but sputtering. I had to intervene here. "I think what Miss. Zipper means is, sharing this kind of information is difficult when engaged in activities that preclude conversation," I offered. "Did you get his autograph?" Sue Ann asked Dennis. He had not, nor had Eric, Andy or myself. Why would we? We know him as a friend and probably better then that, well not me; I know the photographer John, like that. Andy came back into the room. "No, none of us got his autograph. Cory is our friend, you don't ask a friend for an autograph," Andy said. "I think he is soooo cool. Does he really get to go to all those places and meet all those models?" Wanda asked. "I guess so. You can see he was photographed in all those places," Dennis said. "Well, Tim Valentine thinks he must be gay," Wanda added. "I suspect that is more hope then reality," Elsa responded. I had no clear picture of Tim and said so. "He is one of Eric's friends, grade 7 I think," Andy informed. "Don't think he ever came here." "His sister told me he still plays with dolls," Wanda said. "Well, that must make him an expert on people he has never met, doesn't it? On the other hand you girls are apparently playing house with these boys, does that mean you are lesbians?" Elsa sang out. "Who said we were pretending," Sue Ann blurted out, becoming very, very red. "Pass or fail my sex-ed course, safe or unsafe," Elsa retorted, followed by silence. I looked at Andy and he knew. "Safe, I only make that mistake once," Andy said. Dennis said nothing but stuck out his tongue and wiggled it. Sue Ann just about fainted. "That's okay Sue Ann, at least until Dennis is 18, then the Cougars will be on the prowl," Elsa added, laughing so hard she almost fell on the floor. We all joined in. "Mat I think it is time I went home, the room is starting to take on odd shapes. I offered her the use of a cottage but she insisted. We took our dates home. "When you said those brownies had a kick, you were not joking." "I never joke about things like that. Don't use it much myself but.... No, not my baking either. Would you like some raw material?" "Arvila and I have been known to..." .......................... About a week before Halloween I got a very interesting phone call. My name had come from a Pintal Society member. I was to be a business advisor, to a boys school which ran into major endowment income difficulties. Just over half of the endowment funds had been invested with Bernard Madoff and have disappeared into the world of Ponzi. The other half has taken quite a hit in value but is still intact. The school can hold off for a few years on any large capital expenses but the scholarships are important for about a quarter of the boys. In order to save their school and its scholarships, all of the older boys have agreed to take part in, "any kind of activity", that can produce the money. Recent graduates are also willing to help. I quickly made a three day visit, flying out of Green Bay. Andy was less than pleased not to be invited. He was even less impressed when I reported what I learned. "These are some great looking bodies. If they can act a bit and can be trained easily, I think it just might work. It only took a day to find out just how sexually active they already are. In that aspect they sure know what they are about. In my discussions I learned a lot about the culture of this place. It is much more then homocentric. It was that, everyone seemed to be fucking everyone else. I was told, once the young men move on they tend to form heterosexual relationships and have families, in about 70% of the cases. That is a bit lower then the average but what the hell. I figured a two pronged approach, gay porn and weekend rent a "boy toy" parties. The school is small, having only 100 boys in residence. About 25 of the recent graduates had volunteered to help. I figured one could make movies and do any still shots on the campus. That would give the school some location fees and what ever the models/actors/tweaks are paid. One could do a whole series, calling it, "School Boys" and pay the school a royalty on sales/screenings. I figured as long as the series is expansive enough; lets say 6 movies and 12 to 14 still sequences, plus the location fees, that should see them through this year. The tuition already paid is enough to cover operating. To rebuild the scholarship endowment, I thought they could charge a fee, a very hefty fee, for men, mostly alumni, to come and watch the filming and enjoy the company of the boys. For the actors, models and location, the going industry rates, should help rebuild the endowment. The school will provide all the props, make up artists, costumes and so on. They will assist with all the usual paperwork and write the scripts or scenarios. Their communications classes will help with the editing and so on. Most of the volunteers work in the entertainment and modeling industries, in one way or another, I was told. For the privilege of watching the filming, food and accommodation, I was thinking a thousand per weekend. For the company of a boy or boys, I was planning an auction process, with a minimum bid of $300/day/boy. The younger they are the higher the floor price. I saw some 12 and 13 year olds that should bring 1200 or more." "Are all the boys willing to do that?" Andy asked. "Sure they are. They love their school and they just love sex. These kids would give it away and the men who visit know this. You will be as amazed as I was when you visit the place. This school is populated by free thinkers and all of them are gay or bi. They are heavy into the arts, that does not mean no sports, just not the emphasis. I think you will find a good supply of future actors and models here as well." "Then you will need the four of us to help?" Andy asked. "How do you mean help and besides you an me, who else?" I asked. "No, the four of us boys, me, Dennis, Eric and Grover. We can help with the organization and you know, tell the boys how to really treat his man. I think the younger ones need to be treated differently than the older boys too. They should not be made or expected to do, things with adults they are not ready for. The five of us can get them ready and we won't even charge for service," Andy reported, during my absence Elsa called to thank me for the garden hubris. "Do you think she was serious about what she said to Dennis?" Andy asked. I had to think about what this was. "Yes I think she was serious but I don't think there are many of the "Cougar Class" in Amhurst." He looked a little disappointed. I raised my eyebrows. "Dennis was just wondering you know, Elsa and Arvila are well sharp looking women and they are not all that much older then us." "Andy my boy. Those two are not into men or haven't you noticed. I suspect Sue Ann and Wanda might be of interest if they were legal age and no longer their students. As to well off older women, looking for the services and perhaps companionship of young and virile men, larger places are more suitable. Stevens Point or Oahkosh with universities are excellent hunting grounds for them. "If one or both of you are interested when you are 18 come and see me." .................... Our fall and winter progressed as these things do. We kept up all of our traditions. Andy was full into sports and studying and I was full into my work and studying. I made my usual report to the village council. Wrote my papers and took exams. I was teaching a bit so had exams to grade. The Porn studio was progressing well and the boarding school was stabilized and started to earn some cash. I did take Andy and Dennis with me and they did assist students there. At least I think they did. We did a few long weekends in Chicago which the boys just seem to love. It is good money and I guess good experience. We all gathered at the resort for a few long weekends and hosted the usual holiday dinners and parties. The spring approached and Andy's graduation came closer and closer. I was stuck. He needed some kind of meaningful present and I needed some ideas. I simply had none. I was hoping he would give me some suggestions, that of course would be too easy. I finally asked him, "Andy is there anything special you want for graduation." I was sure he would make some smart ass comment but he did not do that either. "No Mat just a long fuck from my favorite brother," was all he said. Suddenly he got very serious, "Mat since the day you picked me up and promised to keep me safe I have wanted for nothing; not things, not security, not love, you have given it all to me. I think it is time for me to give you a present. You are like me, we want for nothing, the only thing I have and the only thing you have to give is our time, our undivided attention to each other. I propose we leave, just the two of us, the day after graduation and travel right around the world, not returning until a couple of days before classes start in the fall. What do you say?" "I say lets do it." We kissed to seal the deal. Okay, to start the process, it did not end until we had each fucked the other. The finish but not the end. ...................... Thank you for reading this story. I hope everyone enjoyed it. Please see Jonathan and Cory, my newest story. A list of all my stories can be found in the "Prolific Authors section" of the Nifty introduction page, under DnRock. Please remember Nifty needs help and any donation you can make will be greatly appreciated.