Date: Tue, 1 Dec 2009 20:25:46 -0700 From: dnrock@rock.com Subject: Jason Adonis 15 Jason Adonis by dnrock(dnrock@rock.com) 15: Oh Canada, "Our Home", but not so, "Native Land" ("Our home and Native Land", is a quote from Oh Canada, the Canadian National Anthem.) We move into our new home on the 15th. of December, the big party was scheduled for the 20th. That would mean we would have a big Christmas bash at the same time. This was scheduled to be one hell of a party, lasting several days, with all the out of town guests. Klass and I also though, a smaller more family oriented party, on Christmas eve, would be appropriate. This would not give Helga all that much time to prepare her kitchen and serving staff. For most meals we serve ourselves but formal dinning and large gatherings, large being in excess of 15, needed staff. You may think 15 is large and in most households it would be. Given their are between 11 and 13 on a regular basis, including Herman, his people and Helga's assistants, the odd guest or pilot and you see 15 is kind of normal. I assume that the brothers will be inviting their new friends to dine with us. Just because we have moved in, does not mean the place is finished. Far, very far from it. Our offices, staff quarters, garages, fitness room, library and several other facilities are not yet completed. We will have finishing carpenters, painters, plumbers and so on working right up to the 24th and back again on the 27th. Klass has placed the living quarters at 97% complete. The kitchen at 100% complete. Everything else ranges down from there. The architects Klass hired, were first class. They made every effort to include any and all reasonable requests. The kitchen, dining room, fitness room, games and music rooms were all on the lower level. Our "great room", library, bedrooms, main entry, computer center, Herman's, Klass' and Helga's offices on the upper floor. The house was built into the side of a hill, so most windows faced west, more or less. The structure is a large open "U" with north and south wings. The great room forms the apex or base of the "U". In some respects it resembles a resort or hotel. The wings have six bedrooms each, the other rooms are opposite the bedrooms, into the hill side, so they all have skylights. The bedrooms are all floor to celling glass, each with a door opening onto a long verandah, the roof line vaults upward and to the west, so the bedroom windows are about 16 feet (5 m) high. The ceilings are open wooden beams. Each bedroom has its own sink, toilet and shower. One king size bed, with head board and night stands, a desk-computer table, closet with built in dressers, book shelves and a small table and chairs. Also one ergonomically sound, leather, reading chair, that swivels. The roof line extends well beyond the base of the west wall and the glass, triple glazed, is angled about 5 degrees outward. The bedrooms are large but still offer a feeling of closeness (14 X 16 feet or 4.3 X 4.9 m). Extra beds could be added to each, if need. A hall, wide, well lighted, by windows which face west and occur as a change in the roof line's overall slope; the roof line is intercepted and raised to accommodate the 3' (1 m) high windows. The hallway separates the bedrooms from the offices and other rooms. Within minutes of moving in, the bothers had each given his bedroom, his personal and defining touch. Posters, pictures, special personal stuff and so on, defined this as Eric's or Geoff space. Each boy wanted to pick his own radio-CD-TV type stuff; Klass made them do all the purchasing at one of the big electronic box stores. For the first few days, it was one long stream of trucks delivering stuff. This was the first time in their lives, the brothers had a space, a room that was all theirs, for an extended period of time. Drew, who had a room of his own wasn't safe in it, I wondered how he would accommodate to this new situation. In any event, he would be in my bed more than his own and judging by his new found sexuality and with the others too. All of the bedrooms were exactly the same in layout and size. The great room was something special. The vaulted windows went from foundation to roof peek, about 35 feet (10.7 m). They canted out at 10 degrees which provided a opening between the great room level and the dining room below These large windows are not flat, they angle outward and toward a pointed peek, with diamond like facets. The view is breath taking. Calgary's winter weather is moderated by frequent Chinook winds. Often, no snow is on the ground until almost Christmas and I am told green, OK brown, seasons are not unknown. This year snow came in late October and stayed. On one wall, a large fireplace opens on each level. I was not all that thrilled with having to commute to downtown, it is only for a few weeks until my office is finished. On the run up to the holiday school brake, the students were being kept very busy. Combining that with other activities like hockey, swimming, music and flying lessons, the brothers had little time for socializing and even less to help me. "Jason this place is even more awesome than I imagined it would be. Those computer graphics are good but nothing like reality," Eric said. "That is true, so this is one time anticipation is less than realization?' "By a long shot, as they say in these parts." "Your getting right into Calgary speak aren't you?" "Yes, I guess, this is home it think, it is the first time any of us has ever had a chance to influence our surroundings and our location. We kind of chose this place. We are becoming a part of it as it is becoming a part of us." "Do you feel a part of the family now too?" "More than ever. I know I felt part of the family from the very first time we made love, on interview day, do you remember?' "How can I forget, I fucked six of the sexiest boys imaginable, in about 12 hours. I went from being a lone wolf, to leader of the pack, in less than half a day." "Some times I slap my face, just to make sure this is not a dream." I flopped back onto my bed, pulling Eric down on top of me and began kissing him, I felt his cock beginning to stiffen against my stomach. My own penis was already hard, and was pressing into Eric's thigh. As we continued kissing, Eric reached down into his pants and adjusted his penis, then he began grinding it into me. After a couple minutes, I rolled us over, so Eric was laying on the bed facing me, then I began to unbutton his shirt. He couldn't wait for me to fumble with his buttons, and pushed my hands away and sat up and began unbuttoning his own shirt. I sat up and pulled mine off too. We both stood up and unfastened our jeans and dropped them to the floor, kicking them off our feet. Lastly we quickly pulled our briefs off, and dropped them on the floor as well. "Jason, would you fuck me tonight?" I smiled and said, "I'll fuck you any night you want me too!" Eric reached down and pulled a tube of lube from the drawer in the night stand and handed it to me. He laid down on his belly. Then pushing his chest down and pulling his knees up and separating them, his ass rose up off the bed and his cheeks opened up for me. His pink pucker winked at me a couple times, as he contracted and released it. I grinned. I knelt on the floor just behind Eric, and smelled the musky, sweaty smell of his ass. I breathed in deeply, as I lowered my face. I loved the smell of that sweat Eric's ass generated. I love the smell of boy and the boy smell of my brothers. It always makes me ultra-horny. Tonight was no exception, as I felt a drop of precome drip onto my thigh. Quickly I dove in and began licking around and around the entrance to Eric's anus. He moaned lowly, as I finally licked over his hole itself. I began licking up and down over his pucker, causing still more moaning. After a few seconds, I began pressing on Eric's anus with my tongue. I felt him relax, and my tongue slid through his sphincter, and up into his rectum. Slowly I began to shove it in and out of his anus, as he closed his eyes and groaned into the pillow his face was pressed into. As I tongue fucked Eric I reached between his legs and gently fondled his testicles. After a couple minutes, my hand wrapped around his penis and I began stroking him, as I continued sliding my tongue in and out. Eric was moaning regularly now, and after a minute or so he gasped "You've got to stop Jason, or I'll come" I released his cock then, and pulled my tongue from his asshole. Then I stood up and reached for the tube of lube. Eric rested, breathing deeply, as I squirted some lube into my hand. Then I reached for his ass, and wiped a good amount on his hole. Using my index finger, I worked the glob of jelly into Eric's asshole, then I began sliding my finger in and out of his now slick hole. After a minute, I added a second finger, and then after that, a third one. Keeping as much pressure on his prostrate as I could. As I fucked my fingers in and out of Eric's asshole, he looked back at me and said, "bumsen mir, bollern mir." he called in German, "Fuck me, NOW Jason!" Grinning, I pulled my fingers from his ass, and lubed my condom covered cock. I got into position behind him. Gently I pressed the head of my cock against his hole and pushed. I felt Eric pushing back toward me. My cock slid up inside Eric. Eric let out a low moan, as my pubic bone pressed against his ass, and the tip of my cock became buried as deeply as possible up inside him. Once I was fully inside Eric, I began to slowly pull back out, then as the head of my cock was about to pop back out of Eric's anus, I slowly plunged it back deep inside him, causing him to emit another moan of pleasure. I began slowly fucking him then, as he wiggled his ass around a little, enjoying the feeling of having my cock inside him. It felt wonderful sliding in and out of Eric. It was really hot, and he squeezed his anus every so often. As I shoved my cock in and out of him, I knew it wouldn't take long for my orgasm to start. I placed one hand on each of his buttocks and began long-dicking him a little faster, as he groaned "Oh yeah!" After about a half a minute, I moved my hands so they were in front of him, one on each side, in the bend between his trunk and upper thighs. I began shoving in and out of him even faster, pulling him toward me with each forward thrust. Eric began moaning at each of my inward thrusts. I knew he would come soon, and I felt like my orgasm was going to start soon too. A few more thrusts, and suddenly I felt my orgasm beginning too build up. I started pumping in and out of Eric even faster, as he gasped, "Oh Jason! "Me too!" I grunted, as I started slamming in and out of Eric as fast and hard as I could without causing him an injury. Seconds later, I felt his sphincter clamp tightly around my cock, as he began having his orgasm. Feeling that, caused me to climax myself, and with a gasp, I began filling Eric's bowels and my condom. After several spasms, I felt my orgasm beginning to wane, and I slowed my pace down. I could tell Eric's orgasm was ending as well. Finally, it was over for both of us. I remained on top of Eric for a minute longer, my penis still up his ass. My legs were shaking, as I waited for that last bit of come to ooze out. I clenched my muscles, causing me to give one last little squirt. Then I pulled my penis from Eric's rectum. He lay there with his ass still sticking up in the air, his hole stuck open, gaping at me. "God that was good!" he exclaimed, as he slowly collapsed onto his side. The bedspread that lay under him was covered with streaks of semen. I snickered as I pulled it off, wadded it up and tossed it onto the floor. Then I collapsed next to Eric. We lay facing each other, resting from our workout. Eric grinned at me, and I grinned back. After a few minutes, I suggested we get cleaned up and go to bed. He agreed. We snuggled up to each other, and soon were both asleep. Drew and Ziggy both came in to wake us up. If I ever questioned the wisdom of a king sized bed, I was only being foolish. Drew is not a large person yet and Ziggy is still growing but with the four of us, it becomes a necessity. "We boys need our man, we need him to feed us and fuck us." The sweet alto voice was whispering as Drew snuggled against my body. "Did you stay with Ziggy last night, little one?" "Yes, we spent part of it in his room and part of it in my room. I though I should at least brake in my bed, I do plan most of my nights in yours, you know." I shut off his chatter by smothering his face with kisses. I wondered if it was possible to have a boy more attentive to his man's needs than Drew. I figured it was not. Drew would do his best at what ever he did and his best would be a cut above just about anyone else's, except for his brothers, with them the margin would get a bit thinner. I wondered if it was possible to love a boy more than I love Drew? No not possible to love more, equal as with the others, but not more. Ziggy and Eric were hitting the bricks so to speak, hard and fast. Now that is one of Klass' sayings, I puzzled over it as a young person, until I realized streets were paved with bricks, many in Europe still are. Effectively it means to walk or travel. In this case use your imagination. My penis was sliding in and out of Drew's anus so smoothly and easily. Every once in a while Drew would tighten his grip of my manhood, letting me know how much he liked it and reminding me to keep my focus, on our mutual pleasure. I was. Drew and I lay on our sides, I had his leg almost vertical with its foot resting on my hip. slowly pushing in and out, by actuating my hips. This is so easy, his ass is so small. Ziggy and Eric finished their love making and got up without either of us realizing it. We did become aware of that, when Ziggy stuck his limp penis in Drew's open mouth and Eric inhaled his penis. I was in man heaven, just fucking his boy ass and now he was in boy heaven, with all parts in action. By the time I ejaculated, all seven brothers were in or around my bed, engaged in as much sex as physically possible. This would have made an orgies scene, few porn movies could even approach. "Before you go and clean up, I think we need a mini family meeting." Everyone gathered around, giving me their attention. That attention was two fold. Every penis in the group, was recovering like solders on parade and they all stopped talking and kissing and looked in my direction. "Just a reminder, when the female staff is about, you should at lest keep you briefs on and please no fooling around. We will be having many guests over the next few weeks, children under 16, are sexually off limits, even if they come on to you. Is that clear." "But I'm under 16," Drew piped up, with just a bit of fear on his face. "I mean children that are guests. LIke your cousins or the van Witt's. What we brothers do is between us. Understood?" Everyone signaled their understanding, including Drew whose face brightened right up. Everyone departed for cleanup and breakfast. I held Drew back. "You didn't think I would reject my boy, did you?" "Well no, not you but I thought for a moment the others. That is the first time you ever gave a command to any of us, Jason." "Sorry if I gave you the wrong impression but sometimes you know I need to be the big brother, the heavy so to speak." He reached up and kissed me pressing his thin body against my chest. "I know and you do it quiet well, your just so cute when you try and be authoritative. Can we shower together, mister comander-man?" Even if he or any of them stepped out of line, I couldn't be upset for more than a few minutes anyway. I knew they knew how to behave, sort of anyway. After all they are teenage boys, in an all male household. I am amazed that more is not needed to be said. Oh, they play lots of crotch grab games, run around the place naked, leave semen soaked underwear lying around, along with jocks and rank athletic socks. Their language is something too. They manage to sware in five or six languages but seam not to use English or French cuss words around the Canadians, unless they are with their school friends or team mates. At those time the "air is blue", another of Klass' aphorisms. ......................... Three tones, like on a curse ship rang out, over the intercom. "Gute mroning Männer. Das lanugage des Tages ist deutsch. Frühstück wird in zehn Minuten gedient. Es ist Sonntag, Dezember siebzehn." (Good mroning men. The lanugage of the day is German. Breakfast is being served in ten minutes. It is Sunday, December seventeen.) I think Klass likes to use the intercom, he does so each morning or will I guess, this will be only the second day for us in the new residence. I know they have all been coaching Drew in German and Dutch, he has had some French in school and I think Spanish or perhaps he has a Spanish speaking friend. Everyone was sitting down, Eric and Geoff were serving, that is being the food in large bowels to the table. I need coffee first, Helga always makes me a special blend of Dutch coffee and cream. Herman, the cook, baker and two maids, sat with us, with Helga at one end and Klass at the other, of this huge table. This kitchen looks, kind of like the one in Amsterdam. Very Dutch in decor, with a huge table. The cooking areas looks more like a commercial kitchen, all new and shining. The cook and baker are quite young looking but sure seam to know what they are doing; the two maids are older ladies, who are local people, they will come for a few hours each week day, after the construction is finished. Right now they are attempting to keep a lid on the dust and mud. This morning meeting stuff is new to all of them and none speak German, so Helga is translating for them. Simple things like please pass the eggs are quickly understood. (Eier wenn Sie bitte, eggs if you please) A little pointing goes a long way too. Helga posted the meal times on a white board, asking the brothers to be more or less on time and if they were not to be in attendance or if they were inviting a guest, to let her know. Herman asked for transportation needs. The brothers could now check out a car or mini van but Herman wanted to coordinate, since we only had 4 machines available and one always had to be here on standby. He also wanted to know just where they were going and with whom. Since the Midway Incident, we have tightened the security around this place.