Date: Sun, 03 Aug 2008 22:28:33 +0000
From: hankster1430@bellsouth.net
Subject: David and Jonathan Chapter 8

David and Jonathan
Chapter Eight

John was the first to score. To put it bluntly, both incidents were
`gimmies.'  The first lucky guy to get into his waiting mouth and ass was
his physical education instructor, Vic Fleming.  John was quick to notice
that after gym class, Vic ran to a desk in the corner of the gym and made
copious notes.  John assumed he was evaluating each of the students for
future grades.  By the time he was through with his paper work, and went to
the showers, most of the class was gone.  Often they were all gone.  One
day after class, John lingered until he saw Vic heading for the showers.
He waited until Vic was almost fully undressed before he entered the shower
room.

"Hi, Mr. Fleming," John said cheerily, and began to undress.  Vic greeted
him with an equally cheery hello and entered the showers.  There were a
bank of ten showers, but when John entered he stepped under the one next to
Vic and started making inappropriate small talk.

"I always wondered what your package looked like, Vic."  That was pretty
familiar of him, but Vic didn't seem to mind.  He grabbed his package and
pointed it at John.

"Do you like what you see?"

"Oh yeah," John answered.  He grabbed his package and pointed it at Vic.
"How about this?  How does that grab you?"

"Just fine," Vic answered and grinned broadly at John.  There was no doubt
what each had in mind.  Vic continued.  "You know John, as a member of the
football team, you need to tone some special muscles.  My apartment is
right off campus.  Why don't you come home with me now and I'll give you
some private exercises?"

"That sounds like a very generous offer and I accept," John said.  "In the
meantime, how about you do my back and I'll do yours?"  He didn't wait for
an answer, but began to soap Vic's back.  He made sure to go low and get
Vic's balls and wash his crack.  He reached around and soaped Vic's now
raging hardon and, moaning softly, Vic stopped him before he came.  He then
did John's back with similar results.  They finished up quickly after that
and literally ran to Vic's apartment, where John put the first notch on his
score card.  When he left Vic's apartment about an hour later, he had to
promise to come back for more instruction.  Both men were more than happy
to plan another visit.

In the dorm room, John crowed and the twins reminded him that the semester
had just begun.  Each of the twins had several conquests in mind, and vowed
to leave him far behind.

John's second conquest was even easier.  It was his football coach, who had
been drooling over the best looking hunk on the team since they met.  Jan
O'Keefe had found every excuse to touch John and `accidently' rub up
against his cock.  He would have John assume some football position and
then manipulate his body until John got it `perfect.'  John employed the
same shower routine, only this time Coach O'Keefe was the aggressor and
John put a second notch on his score card.  He was now 2-0-0.

As predicted, he slowed down after that, and the twins not only caught up
but surpassed him.  They used a different approach.  They would single out
the nerdy guys who were striking out with the ladies and one of them would
go out of the way to befriend the poor soul.  They took turns doing this.
The `victim' was so flattered to get attention from such a handsome,
popular guy, that he was an easy patsy.

David had victim one. He waited until he knew the victim's dorm room was
empty, and he asked the nerd if they could go there to study.  David said
he would appreciate some extra tutoring.  The nerd was more than willing to
oblige.  David pretended that the room was way too warm and he stripped off
his shirt.  While the nerd instructed him academically, he started to rub
his crotch in a very obvious manner.  When he had his victim sweating and
obviously erect, he began to wail, "I have no luck getting laid, and you're
so handsome, I'm getting turned on.  Let's whack off together."

The victim was too flattered and too hot to say, no.  Once they were
stroking their cocks, David said, "Let me do you and if you want you can do
me."  The victim wanted.  Then David said, "Forgive me, I can't resist, and
fell into the victim's crotch and started sucking sensuously.  Before the
victim could cum and while his blood still boiled, David pleaded, "Please,
please do me too."  The victim was happy to do it for fear that David would
not finish him off.  Then David pleaded for the victim to fuck him.  That
usually was an easy win.  It was a little harder to get the victim to
reciprocate, but he did because he wanted to have sex with David on a
regular basis.  A notch for David's score card.

I know it's cruel, but that ended the friendship between David and the
loser.  The loser could never tell anyone about his encounter with David,
because he would be outing himself.  This system worked so well for both
twins, that they surpassed John in a few weeks.  Their easiest targets were
nerdy professors, starved for love.  Jon actually had sex with his
economics professor several times.  Although the guy was nerdy, he had a
great sense of humor and an even greater body with a nine inch cock.

John made the mistake of seeking out the best looking men on campus.  Most
of these guys had their pick of the best looking women available, and they
brushed John off immediately.  He never caught on to `The Caldwell
Technique.'  By mid semester, he was so far behind, he conceded defeat, and
the game ended.  His punishment was to clean the dorm room and make the
beds for the rest of the semester.  After the game was put to rest, the
three room mates enjoyed each other constantly and didn't need to search
for more conquests.

David and Jonathan looked forward to school breaks and visits home.  During
those times they worked at the investment firm and enjoyed mutual sex with
Clay and Steve.  They would also work out at the gym and had protected sex
with Juan.  They felt sorry for the campus jocks that were always on the
prowl for pussy with uncertain results.  They could get laid with multiple
partners every single day if they so desired.

When John went home for visits, he had the company of his best friend from
high school, who had gone directly into his father's business after
graduation.  When John's kid brother caught them at it one day, they added
a third person to the mix.  John was delighted to teach his kid brother,
Sam, all he knew.

Clay rented a small off campus house for the twins for the last three years
of college.  Besides the master bedroom there were two smaller bedrooms.
John rented one room, and Sam, who was an entering freshman, rented the
other.  Unfortunately, the rooms were so small that they would only
accommodate a twin bed so the Chapman brothers needed two rooms even though
they were fucking each other almost nightly.  Also, privacy was needed in
case one of them brought home a guest.

Sometimes before retiring for the night, they would flip coins to see who
was going to sleep with whom.  For these four, college was a ball.  Sam was
worried how he would survive without them in his senior year.  His prayers
were answered when the twins decided to get their MBA's at Harvard instead
of the Wharton School, as Clay and Steve did.

Julie had grown tired of Palm Beach and spent a good part of the year in
Paris.  Whenever they could, the twins went to Florida and used her
apartment.  Sometimes the Chapmans went with them.  Sooner or later every
gay young man in Palm Beach and Broward Counties visited the apartment for
the best sex they would ever have.  After all, David and Jonathan and John
and Sam had plenty of practice.

During the twins' college years, Clay and Steve missed them terribly as did
Mindy who was now retired.  Clay and Steve found solace in each other.
Steve never had `guests' to the office anymore and it seems as they grew
older, they were satisfied to have sex only with themselves.  It was good
sex too.  Each one knew exactly what excited the other.  They knew their
secret little touching places and were able to give themselves more
pleasure than any casual stranger ever could.

When he finished his undergraduate work, John got a position as a physical
education teacher and football coach at a small college in the Midwest.  He
never had to make a move on a student.  He just waited until one of his
students came on to him and he let it happen.

The twins finished grad school and Sam finished undergrad with a degree in
business.  The twins asked him if he would like to work for them in New
York.  He jumped at the chance for two reasons.  First of all, it was a
great opportunity.  Secondly, his sexual tastes had turned more to girls.
He enjoyed sex with his brother and the twins, but had never been
interested in additional male activity as the other three were.  After
scoring a couple of times with some hot chicks on campus, he knew where he
was headed.  He was honest enough to discuss his change of attitude with
the twins and John.  The twins assured him that there was no better place
to meet women than New York City.

Sam stayed in Mindy's old room rent free for two weeks after his arrival.
He was certainly aware of the activity going on upstairs, but he was an old
hand at group male sex and wasn't uncomfortable in the least.  He was
flattered one night when he was asked if he would like to join in.  He was
more surprised when he declined.  After two weeks he found a suitable
bachelor pad and moved out.

When the twins began to work full time at Caldwell Investments, Steve and
Clay started to step back and take it easier.  They began to travel a lot
and were gone for long periods of time.  The twins had the house all to
themselves.  They also took quick, short trips to Palm Beach and used
Julie's apartment whenever they could get away.

They made love constantly and it never occurred to them to take another
person into their hearts.  They even stopped taking other men into their
bed.  They were brothers, business partners and lovers for life.  There
could be no stronger commitment.  Their devotion to each other was
unconditional.  Only Clay and Steve shared their love and nobody else.

Then Matthew came into their lives.

One beautiful summer morning, they were standing in front of their
brownstone intending to hail a cab and head for the office.  Suddenly, a
young boy of about twelve came running down the street and almost knocked
David down.  He didn't bother to apologize and was about a foot past David
when Jonathan grabbed him by the collar.

"What are you doing?" David asked.  "I'm OK.  Just let him go."

"Are you sure you're OK?" Jon asked.  "Check your wallet."  David's wallet
was gone and Jon was grabbing it out of the boy's fist.

The boy started to cry the phoniest tears Jon had ever seen.  "Please," he
begged, "let me go.  I was just hungry.  I needed some money for a meal."
More crocodile tears.

"You could have just asked," David said, "instead of stealing and knocking
me over."

"I didn't think you'd give me anything," the boy said and he sounded
sincere.

"So you're hungry, are you?" Jon asked.  "OK, let's have breakfast."  He
hailed a cab and had the cabbie let them off around the corner from their
office.  There was a nice little coffee shop there where the twins often
stopped for breakfast or lunch.  The boy had stopped resisting.  He really
was hungry.

"Where do you live and where are your parents?" David asked kindly.

"My mom died three months ago and my father got killed trying to rob a
Seven Eleven right after her funeral.  I ain't got any other family.  The
landlord told me I had to get out, and he called some social services
bureau.  I ran away before they could get me.  I been livin' in the
streets."

"What about school?"  "I ain't been goin', besides its summer."

The twins ordered him a good breakfast which he devoured, and took him back
to the office with them.  Amy was still with the firm, and she immediately
took charge of the boy.  She took him to Juan's gym and asked Juan to clean
him up.  Juan took him to the showers and scrubbed him clean.  Then Amy
took him to Barney's and got him some very preppy new clothes.  Suddenly he
looked like some rich kid from Park Avenue only badly in need of a haircut.

Caldwell Investments had a client who was the chief judge of the family
court.  By the time Amy and the boy returned to the office, the firm's
attorney had petitioned the family court to allow temporary custody to the
Caldwells pending a petition for permanent custody and possibly adoption.
The twins called Judge Rogers to alert him, and he immediately signed all
the documents and faxed them to the Caldwells.

When David and Jonathan saw the boy in his grand new attire, they
immediately fell in love with him.  "How would you like to live with us and
be our little boy?" Jon asked him.  The boy looked confused.

"First of all," he said, "I ain't no little boy.  Second of all, you don't
even know my name.  Third of all, I can't live with you.  I'd never be able
to tell you apart."  Amy and the twins broke out laughing.  It was true
they didn't know his name.  Their attorney had entered a petition for John
Doe.

"Would it help if we wore name tags until you learned to tell us apart? And
so, what is your name?" David asked.

"My name is Matthew Davis," he said sounding shy for the first time.  "But
everyone calls me Matty," he added.

"OK Matty," David said.  "I'm David Caldwell, and this is my twin brother,
Jonathan.  Everyone calls him Jon.  This beautiful lady here is Amy.  She
helps us run the business.  All those guys and gals sitting out there are
investment advisors.  They help people manage their money and make more
money for them.  Do you think you'd like working here one day?"

"You betcha."  Matty recalled his father coming home really late every day,
dirty and grimy from working in the sewers.  This clean working environment
was the Garden of Eden as far as he was concerned.

David called Judge Rogers and their attorney to give them Matthew's full
legal name to amend the temporary custody papers, and they left the office
as early as possible.  They took Matty home with them.  When they entered
the house, Matty grew wide eyed.  "Wow," he said.  "Nice!"

"Let's show you around and then we'll talk, "David said.  He led the boy
upstairs.  The first stop was the big master bedroom with its own bath
room.  "This bedroom belongs to our dad and our Uncle Steve.  They're in
Europe now and won't be back for a few more weeks.  They walked further
down the hall.  "This bedroom belongs to Jon and me."  When they had
seduced Clay and Steve, the twins had ditched the twin beds in favor of one
big king size bed.

They continued the tour.  The next room was the bathroom.  Jon said, "This
bathroom will be shared by you and us. It opens into our bedroom and into
yours, which is the bedroom at the end of the hall."

Matty ran to see his bedroom.  When he saw it, he started to cry.  His
shoulders heaved and he sobbed so hard he couldn't catch his breath.  David
and Jon ran to embrace him, and eventually he calmed down.

They went downstairs to the kitchen and sat at the kitchen table.  Jon
asked Matty if he wanted anything to eat, and he shook his head.

"How come there are two guys sleeping in each room, but there's only one
bed in each room?" Matty asked in his most innocent voice.  Jon decided
that if the boy was going to live in a gay household, he was going to be
perfectly honest with him.  But he would only answer the boy's questions
and not offer additional information.  David, on the other hand, blushed a
deep purple.

"Because we love each other," Jon said simply and Matty seemed satisfied
with the answer.

David took out a pad and began to write down some stuff. He wrote Matthew's
full name, last known address, the name of his school, the church he
attended, his social security number, his birthday, etc.  Then they called
their attorney and gave him all the information they had garnered from the
boy.  They asked the attorney if he could provide them with a document
showing custody so they could get his school records and baptismal
certificate.  The fax they had from Judge Rogers was for John Doe.  They
told the attorney that they were taking the boy shopping, but would be home
by 3 PM.  The attorney said that he would have all the necessary documents
delivered to their home about 4 PM.  They thought he meant the custody
papers, but in fact he delivered Matthew's school records and a copy of his
baptismal certificate as well as the documents proving custody.  Jon
decided that he was worth every exorbitant penny the firm paid him.

After their initial call to the attorney, the twins took Matty for a
haircut, and then they went back to Barney's.  They had a ball outfitting
him for school, play and Sunday best.  They remembered how much fun Clay
used to have when he took them shopping.  When they returned home the
cabbie had to help them with all the boxes.  They carefully removed all the
tags and (designer) labels and hung everything away in Matty's closet.  The
socks, shirts, sweaters, underwear, etc. they put in his dresser drawers.
Shoes, slippers and sneakers were placed on a shoe rack.  David had an
extra one on the shelf in his closet.  They hadn't bought any winter wear,
but that could wait.  Matty began to cry again.  "I'm so happy," he sobbed.

Since Mindy retired, the Caldwell men ate out almost all the time.  The
cleaning lady was the only woman who ever entered the house.  David was
already figuring that they would have to get another housekeeper/cook and
soon.  In the meantime they took Matty to dinner at a restaurant the likes
of which Matty had only seen in movies.  The way the staff fawned over his
new dads totally impressed him.  He was beginning to enjoy this whole
experience.  He sang in the cab all the way home.

When they got home, the twins instructed Matty to take a shower and get
ready for bed.  When he was ready he could come downstairs to say goodnight
and then one of them would go upstairs with him and tuck him in.  Matty
really didn't want to go to bed, but he was too frightened to cross his new
dads so he did as he was told.  David and Jon could hear the shower water
running, and Jon decided to go upstairs to see if Matty had everything he
needed.  Matty had not closed the bathroom door and Jon could clearly see
into the shower.  There was Matty singing to himself and whacking off, Jon
ran down the stairs.

"You look like you've seen a ghost," David said.

"No ghost.  Just déjà vu," Jon explained.

When he finally came downstairs, Matty was naked.  "How come you didn't put
on a pair of jockeys?" David asked.

"I never wear underwear at night.  It squeezes my privates," the boy
answered.

"That's good to hear," David said "because Jon and I prefer to be naked in
the house and so do your new grandfather and Uncle Steve."  Well, that's
out of the way, and Matty could make of it whatever he wants.

Without further ado both new fathers decided to tuck the boy in.  As soon
as they got him in bed, Matty asked.  "When I was on the streets, if I did
things to guys they would pay me.  Do you want me to do things to you so
you won't send me away?"  He dropped this horrific bomb in the most matter
of fact way.

The twins looked at the boy in horror.  They didn't have to ask what sort
of things.  David grabbed the boy and hugged him close.  He could feel a
little boy woodie against his chest.  "You never have to do anything like
that again," he said.

Matty protested.  "But its fun and I'd really like doing it to you.  My dad
used to bring men home and they paid him to let them play with me.  He said
if I didn't do it he would get rid of me for not earning my keep.  My mom
used to yell at him and then he would whoop her so she stopped.  I think
that's why she killed herself.  Sometimes Dad would play with me and that
was always the best because he was so gentle and he told me how much he
loved me."

The twins were struck dumb.  They didn't know what to say so they told
Matty to go to sleep and they would discuss it tomorrow.  School would not
be in session for five more weeks.  They had plenty of time to talk about
it and plenty of time to discuss how to handle this unexpected turn of
events.

The twins didn't retire for another two hours.  They were discussing how to
handle Matty's revelation of sexual abuse on the streets and in his home.
They came to no conclusions.  Finally they went to bed, cuddled up together
and were kissing when Matty jumped into bed with them.  They were all naked
and although the twins were disturbed, they decided to act as if it was a
natural thing.  In this household, they had to remind themselves, it was.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" Matty asked.  "I'm always afraid to be
alone in a new place."  The twins knew he was lying.  For God sakes, he had
been alone on the streets for several weeks.  But it was best to play
along.

"Sure you can sleep with us," Jon assured him. Matty wiggled himself
between his two dads.  He turned on his stomach.  Somehow one of his legs
managed to rest on David's cock and his hand managed to wander down to
Jon's cock and just lie there.

The twins were frozen, not knowing what to do.  Jon whispered to David.
"The little fucker is doing exactly what we did when we were thirteen and
seduced dad.  Did I tell you déjà vu?"  It was hours before they fell
asleep.

David woke feeling the warm, wet sensation of Jon's mouth encircling his
erect cock.  He wiggled in pleasure until he realized that Jon was asleep
and Matty was doing the honors.  His mind raced from remembering the first
time with Clay on one hand, and wanting to stop Matty on the other hand.
Not knowing what to do, he did nothing.  When he came, Matty adroitly
swallowed every drop and then began to sob.

"Please don't send me away.  Please."

David wrapped him in his arms and tried to soothe the crying boy.  How do
you soothe a male child?  Instinctively David's hand rested on Matty's cock
and he started to stroke it.  Matty definitely calmed down.



To be continued...