Date: Sun, 25 Jul 1999 19:20:53 -0400 From: Jon Bennett Subject: Nick and Jonathan Pt 13 Once again many thanks guys.. I was overwhelmed at the positive reactions I got to part 12. heard from a lot of new people. Thanks......... For Nicky. stonewolf@angelfire.com www.angelfire.com/mb/articwolf Nick and Jonathan Part 13 Chapter One: Nick awoke to thunder. At first he thought there was a torrential downpour going on outside. As he rolled over he was blinded with sunshine flooding the room. Then he realized that it was Jonathan in the shower. The thunder was coming from the hangover that was building inside his head. He rolled over and groaned. A few minutes later, Jonathan came out of the bathroom in a towel and smiled at the image of Nick lying on his back arm over his eyes trying to block out the sun. Lying naked on the bed, his perfectly sculpted body showed the ridges of his abs, his soft cock lying on his thigh. "Good Morning babe" said Jonathan. He walked over to the table next to the bed and poured a glass of tomato juice. "Here ya go, secret family hangover reciepe". "What in the Hell did I drink last night?" croaked Nick. " I feel like one of the Hummers ran me over". "You were playing with the Stoli vodka last I looked" said Jonathan. "As for feeling run over, you performed some pretty serious acrobatics in bed last night". "Oh " said Nick taking the juice and making a face as he tasted it. "ACK!" he said, swallowing the concoction. "What's in here? I know you love me to much to poison me, but what the fuck is it?" "Tomato juice, ground garlic, horseradish, worchestershire sauce, lemon juice and a very small amount of vodka. Hair of the dog so to speak" said Jonathan. "Ugh... lemme sleep" said Nick handing the glass back and rolling over. "Come on sleepy head, its 3 in the afternoon" said Jonathan, pulling off the rest of the covers that his lower legs and feet were under. "We've got dinner resrvations and we got a ways to go" Growling Nick rolled back over. "What time is dinner?" "Got a table for 7pm" said Jonathan, slowly pulling Nick out of bed by the feet; admist protest. Flipping him over his shoulder he returned towards the bathroom. "Hey put me down!" said Nick, "Oh man, my head hurts.. at least flip my upright" Jonathan deposited Nick in the shower and turned on the water. He held him there amid the yelps about cold water until it started to warm up. "Just remember" said Jonathan. "Love means you never have to say you're sorry" Laughing, he retreated out of the bathroom as Nick started swearing up a blue streak. Chapter Two: Nick came out of the bathroom about 20 minutes later, looking soggy, naked, but in better shape. He walked over and picked up the second glass of the tomato conncoction and drank it down. He noted also that there was now a pot of coffee and cups next to it. "Hi Nick" said Karen. "Are we feeling better?" "I'm past feeling I think" said Nick, not even caring he was naked this time. "My head hurts, the body hurts, and I don't care I'm naked." "Nice to know you are getting comfortable here. Sounds like you celebrated a lot of Spring." she said, pouring him a cup of coffee and handing it to him."Your luggage is packed. Clothes are laid out in the dressing room, you two are leaving for the airport in 20 minutes. Jon is downstairs" "Don't we ever stay home for dinner?" asked Nick, putting on boxers finally. "On occasion" Karen said, picking up the tray. "But he wants lobster, and there is only one place he gets it from. You guys will be back here tomorrow night" "Ohhhh.. "said Nick as his head gave a particularly nasty pounding. "Where's that?" "You'll see" said Karen. "Glad you had a good time last night. You were really special when you gave Jon that ring last night. Its been a long 5 years since I've seen him that happy" Nick smiled as she walked out the door. Getting dressed, not without a small degree of difficulty, due to the hangover, and wandered back into the bathroom. He opened the medicine cabinet and was most happy to see a bottle of extra strength Tylenol. He shook three out of the bottle and washed them down with coffee. He reminded himself to ask Jonathan about the coffee, as it was the best he ever tasted. One last look in the mirror and he decided he was presentable. Dark blue slacks, white polo shirt, and amazingly enough he thought, Gucci loafers. He would never have imagined himself in Gucci. Giggling to himself at the silly thought he wandered downstairs and stopped in the main entrance way. He suddenly realized that he didn't know much about the house and that 18,000 square feet was a hell of a lot of space to look for Jonathan. He began to wander about the place. He was amazed to note that the living room where the party was held last night was spotless. He saw, now that it was day light, that the one whole wall was glass. It overlooked the sound and the channel that ran between Hilton Head Island and the mainland. Nick was blown away by the beauty of the marsh. Out on the river he could see a large catamaran tied up on a dock. Continuing on, he wandered out through a large dinning room, stopping to count the number of chairs around the table. He had not seen a table like it before. It was made of mahogany and was round wtih seating for 20. It had a small place cut out of it leading into the center of it so that food could be served from the center instead of from the guests' back. Behind the table was a huge fireplace, easily 10' wide by his estimation. The far wall housed many pieces of artwork, all tastefully arranged. Looking up at the 25' ceiling he noted not one but two crystal chandeliers hanging. Nick heard noise and walked up a short flight of stairs to the kitchen. Here again he was amazed at the size of things. The room was done up to look like a country kitchen, with a fireplace to boot, but was easily 2000 sq. feet. Here he found Karen and Anthony. "Hi guys" said Nick. "Hello Nick" said Anthony, "feeling better?" "Not really, but I think I'll live" said Nick "Uhm. I seem to be lost, Where exactly is Jonathan?" "Last I looked, he was in the den" said Karen. "Uhm... how do I get there? asked Nick. "Through those doors" said Anthony, pointing at a set of double doors. "OK, thanks." said Nick. Nick walked across the kitched and up 3 stairs to a set of double doors. Opening them he walked into a large room. On two sides were ceiling to floor book cases filled with books. The walls were 15' tall, and Nick figured there were at least 5,000 books on the shelves. Turning around and seeing Nick looking at the books, Jonathan said "6,142 by the last count" "Wow" was all Nick could say. "Yeah, my father like to collect books." said Jonathan. "Part of this collection is on board Renaissance. Those were the ones you were looking at" "Where we going for Dinner?" asked Nick. "I heard something about Lobster" "Yup, Legal Seafoods has the best lobster as far as I know." said Jonathan. He walked over to the couch where Nick was sitting and kissed him. "Almost as sweet as you". As Jonathan sat down, he looked Nick in the eyes. "I can't begin to tell you what these rings mean to me Nick. Are they what you went back for into the store at Key West?" "Yeah, they were" said Nick, smiling. "I saw them and it just hit me all at once. The love and everything you have shown me, it just seem right." He reached over and kissed Jonathan back. "I love you babe" said Jonathan. "I love you too" said Nick. "We got time for a quickie?" "Heh, nope, come on. Its flight time." said Jonathan taking Nick by the hand. "I got a surprise for ya" Walking out the door of the den into what appeared to be a game room, they crossed the hardwood floors, past two regulation pool tables. Along one wall was yet another fireplace. "How many damn fireplaces are there in this house? Its South Carolina man!" asked Nick. "Fireplaces are kewl." said Jonathan. "The winter can get very damp down here. I always loved a fire". They continued walking across the room and into the foyer. Like magic, Anthony was there with a satallite phone. "Here you go, we'll see you sometime tomorrow afternoon I should imagine. Call if you are gonna stay over" said Anthony. Laughing, Jonathan said "Yes dad". Nick and Jonathan walked outside to the front porch. Nick stopped short at seeing what was in the driveway. In front of the house were two black Hummers; identical to the ones they used in Key West. "WOW" said Nick running down the steps."They look like the ones from yesterday." "They are the ones." said Jonathan, following him. "I called down last night after the party...actually after you gave me this ring.." Jonathan was fingering the ring."and had them flown up here last night. One is yours." Nick followed the pointing hand of Jonathan's. On the front bumper of each Hummer was a specialized license plate. One said Nick's and the other said Jonathan's. Nick came running back across the driveway and jumped into Jonathans arms smothering him in kisses. "Thank you thank you thank you thank you" said Nick. "Whoa tiger.... " said Jonathan laughing, "You are welcome" Danny and Chris came down the steps and looked at the cars. "Nice choice boss" said Danny. Jonathan threw the keys to Nicks' Hummer to him and said "Start it up, you can drive us to the airport". As Nick scampered around the car and got in, Jonathan turned to Danny. "I didn't have a whole lot of choice Danny. I read that little report you left on my desk when I got home yesterday." "Sorry Boss,"said Danny "I thought you needed to know. That incident in Switzerland was very coordinated. There are going to be other attempts. Someone wants you dead and I don't know who." "Now there's a pleasant thought" said Jonathan frowning. "OK, listen. You get paid and paid well to keep me in one piece. You are good at it. You do what you need to keep it that way. No one gets within 10 feet of Nick though. Do you understand? Anybody that makes a move towards him, they get stopped. I don't want him worried about this or finding out about it either." "Don't worry, lets go eat lobster" said Danny, turning Jon around towards the car. "I got it covered for now. You can read the report I finished today on plans on the way home or tomorrow. Right now, I got four other guys waiting in Boston for us. Two are already outside the restaurant and the other two are waiting with a car at Logan." "OK, lets go" said Jontahn hopping into the front seat. " Think you can drive this beast Nick?" The response was a shattering roar as Nick floored it and spun out on the gravel driveway. "YEE HAW" he yelled. Chapter Three: Look at that" said Nick, looking out at the Boston Harbour. The approach was bringing them in over the islands that dot the harbour. "Yeah its great to see, even with snow. Glad Anthony put coats onboard." said Jonathan. "We are on final approach Jon" came the voice of Capt. Hendrickson from the cockpit of the Gulfstream V. "We should be on the ground in about 5 minutes, figure another 5 to taxi". Jonathan spun around in his chair to put his wine glass down on the recessed rack where it wouldn't fall during landing. He saw Nick looking out the windows. He really couldn't put words into the feelings he had when he saw Nick. He made a mental note to hit a couple of stores while in town. From the ring on his finger to the leather banded necklace he wore that Nick had made, he couldn't begin to believe how happy he was. The only cloud on the horizion was this report Danny had given him. He had no idea who wanted him dead, but took it seriously. There were always kooks in the world. He flipped open the laptop on the table next to him and fired off a quick email to the security account. He wanted Danny to check on something, but didn't want worry Nick. The plane came in for a smooth landing and taxied towards the general avaiation part of Logan Airport in Boston. As the engines shut down, the copilot opened the door with Danny standing there. The stairs set down and Danny went out first noting that a stretch limo was waiting with two of his company's people by it. Danny motioned for the rest of the people to come out of the plane. Nick and Jonathan went down the steps followed by Chris. It was a short drive into the hotel downtown in Back Bay. Getting out of the car Nick and Jon were loosely surrounded by the securirty crew and walked into the lobby of the hotel. Upon seeing their arrival, the General Manager, who was a friend of Jonathan, came over to welcome them back to the hotel. While he was moderately disturbed to see what were obviously so many security agents, he remained calm and composed. "Jonathan, welcome back to Boston" said the manager. "Hello Paul", shaking the man's hand. "It's good to be back. This is Nick. He is with me as are these wonderful folks." "Here are your keys to the suite" said the Manager. "How many rooms do you need for your staff?" "We will need 3 rooms, near the suite preferrably" said Jonathan. "Or at least one of them to be near the suite" "Not a problem." he said. I didn't know how large a contingent you would have, so I blocked out six rooms around your suite." He handed the keys over to Jonathan who passed the rest of them to Danny. "Thanks Paul." Said Jonathan. "We are only going to be in overnight, but you want to have breakfast in the morning and catch up?" "I'd be delighted to" said Paul. "Shall we say around 9am in your suite?" "Sounds good." said Jonathan. He shook the mans' hand again before heading towards the lobby bar. Looking around he saw people staring at the 4 identically dressed security people surrounding him and Nick. He made a mental note to talk to Danny about that. They stopped off in the lobby bar, had a drink while listening to the piano player. After a while they went upstairs to change for dinner. Entering the suite, it was a beautifuly appointed room done in an oriental motif. Nick wandered around the room while Jonathan went off to the bedroom to grab a shower. Coming out of the bathroom in just a towel, he saw Nick, lying face down naked on the bed. Jonathan wandered over and ran his hands over the strong back. "Fuck me man" said Nick quietly. "Please. I need it right now". Feeling his cock harden as he slipped off the towel he began to kiss Nicks' neck. Trailing down a line of kisses until he reached Nick's ass crack, he spred the cheeks and took a moment to look at the line of fine hair trailing out of his ass. Jonathans tounge continued down into the crack first flicking over the tight hole then probing. Nick would moan and wriggle on the bed as the tounge penetrated him. Soon, Nick's hole was loose and wet from the tounge fucking it had recievd. Jonathan turned Nick over on to his back and watched his lover's face as he slid his 7" cock home. Nick moaned and started stroking himself in time as Jonathan pistioned in and out of the tight ass. Bending down he took a nipple into his mouth as Nick cried out in pleasure. After a short time Nick started breathing in short gasps and began to shoot his load. Jonathan could feel the tight ring of muscle spasm around his cock sending him over the edge into his own orgasm. As he came down off of the orgasm he looked down at Nick. His face was still flushed from the intensity of the sex. "Hey babe" said Jonathan tenderly kissing Nick. "You OK man? I didn't hurt you did I" "No, I"m OK man, thanks.. I just needed a little love" said Nick breathing heavily. "What's wrong man?" asked Jonathan as he slipped out of Nicks ass and crawled up in the bed next to him. "You are gonna think im a whimp" said Nick. Jonathan wrapped his arm aroun dNick, marveling at the perfect muscles. "No I won't, I didn't laugh at Tigger, tell me" said Jonathan, softly kissing Nick's shoulder. "Well, its just that I left Denver so suddenly, I never got a chance to explain where I was going or what was going on to my friends, I know they are wondering what's going on. I miss them a little bit. I mean I'm so happy here and all, I didn't want you to think I wanted to leave or something." "Babe, you dont' have to explain" said Jonathan holding Nick. "You need to go back to Denver, say the word. I'll go with you or you can go by yourself if you want." "Would you be upset if I went by myself?" asked Nick. "I mean I can fly American or something. I just need to explain to them what's going on in my life. We've been close for a long time and its time I stopped living mylie with them and told them the truth." "When do you want to go babe?" asked Jonathan. "The plane is yours, either one. You can go there or if you want I'll send it for them and they can come here". "Uhm.. I think I better go there. This is gonna be wierd enough for them" said Nick, kissing Jonathan. "Thank you". Getting up, they walked into the shower to get ready for dinner. Chapter Four: Jonathan was beginning to appriciate that security could be a pain in the ass. He and Nick were surrounded by four security people with another two trying to look like tourists. Brandon had evidently been corralled by Danny earlier in the day as he had reserved a table for 6 and a table for two. Not exactly the romantic dinner he had envisioned. After a bit of protest, he and Danny compromised and the security crew got the big table and Nick and he got the little table. This was only because the big table was in front of the little table which was against the windows and no one could get near the table. The waitress came over and took their orders. Jonathan looked at Nick, who just shrugged and said order for him as he didn't have a clue. Jonathan ordered the New England Clam Chowder, and opted to split a four pound stuffed lobster. He also ordered a bottle of Duckhorn Vineyards Souvigion Blanc. As the bread and soup were brought Nick was amazed at how good the soup was. "Yeah, its pretty special" said Jonathan. "Legal has been around for ages. This soup has won the great New England Chowder fest something like 15times. (note to readers: this restaurant exists and it is true about the soup.. happens to be my favorite restaurant in Boston-Jon) "It is a basic chower reciepe of clam juice, cream, clams, potatoes, celery, and carrots, and seasoning." "Man, its incredible" said Nick. "Would I be a pig if I asked for another?" "No, but you might get sick" said Jonathan laughing pouring a glass of wine. "You aren't gonna believe what's coming behind you." The waitress at that point cleared the table around them to put a large tray in the middle of them. On it was the largest lobster Nick had ever seen. The back had been cracked and the tail flipped. The tail was stuffed with a mixture of spinach and crabmeat.The claws were set at the front of the lobsters as in an offering. "Dig in babe" said Jonathan. Working their way through the dinner, Nick was glad he didn't have the extra bowl of soup. By the time he finished what he could, he was completely stuffed. The after dinner coffee helped settle things down. As they sat there he was quiet and thinking. "What are you thinking about Nick?" asked Jonathan. "How fucking lucky I am." said Nick. "I mean right now it is what? Hell I don't even know what day of the week it is anymore. I mean I just finished a killer dinner, and sitting here overlooking Boston drinking coffee and what? a 20 year old port? I mean I would prolly be eating grilled cheese and washing it down with beer like my friends are tonight." "Well, you should have said somethning Nick" said Jonathan with a smile. "We could have gone and it the student union at Boston University." This earned him a roll being thrown at him. "Heh, I don't think so" said Nick trying to keep a straight face. "Come on then" said Jonthan as he signed the check. As they got up, the security crew rose as one. "Damn, I gotta do soemthing about them." Walking past the waitress, he slipped her two one hundred dollar bills. "Thanks for everything, you made the night" She could only stand bug eyed and gasped a thank you as he walked by. Walking out into the chilly night, Jonathan smiled. Here he could call home he thought. A light snow started to fall, enhancing the gas lit lamps. Turning to Danny, he said, "Lets walk to the market place. Send the cars over." "OK" said Danny. The entrourage walked the 6 blocks over to the marketplace. Nick had never seen such a sight. Three large buildings, two modern on the outside and one dating back to the 1700's in the middle housed all sorts of stores. The middle building was all food vendors. Stopping at Starbucks for cappuchinos, they continued on until they found what Jonathan was looking for. "I guess you are gonna need to get some stuff you want to take to Denver" Jon said as they walked into the Abercrombie and Fitch store. The store manager looked up and saw the eight people enter the building. He instantly summed the situation up as two people surrounded by six. He did frown at the people holding several coffee cups though. No food rule was a no food rule. He approached them from the long way around letting what was obviously the bodyguards see him coming "Can I help you guys?" the manager asked. "I hate to be a pain here guys, but there is a no food rule in here" "No problem" said Jonathan finsihing his coffee. He handed his empty cup to one of the security guys and took Nick's who had finished also. He turned to Danny. "I don't need 6 of you." Danny motioned to most of them to wait outside and remained inside. Jonathan returned his gaze to the store manager. "Nick needs some clothes for a trip. Can you help?" he asked handing the man his Ebony American Express. "Shit" the manager muttered under his breath. he had only seen one other Ebony card in his time. This was so far above platinum status it wasn't even funny. He looked at the clock. 30 mins to closing.. Close enough. "Of course. The store is yours." said the man. He walked over and hung the closed signs out, noting that there were 5 security agents in front of the door anyway. He motioned for three sales clerks to come over. "Get the man what he wants" 45 mins later and four bags they walked out of the store. Once again surrounded by the company, they walked out to the street where the cars were waiting to wisk them back to the hotel. After a drink in the bar, they retired to the suite for the evening. In the suite, Nick noted new luggage. "What's this for?" asked Nick. "Your new clothes." said Jonathan. "Figured you were gonna need some luggage to go to Denver tomorrow so while you were picking out clothes, I called the hotel and had them send up some luggage from the hotel store." "Always thinking aren't ya" said Nick smiling "Yup, now go model those briefs you bought. I thought you only wore boxers. " said Jonathan. "Usually I do, but I want you to put these on me and make me cum in them." said Nick with a wicked grin on his face. He took Jonathan by the hand and pulled him into the bedroom. Chapter Five: The next morning the two arose around 8 am and made love again. This time, Nick put the same pair of briefs, still wet with cum on Jonathan and did exactly the same thing he had done to him the night before. After an earth shattering orgasm the two lay in bed until 845 when Jonathan rose and hopped in and out of the shower to get ready for the breakfast with the General Manger. Nick opted to stay in bed and sleep. At precisely 9 am there was a knock on the door. He started to get the door but remembered the last time he did that in Switzerland. Danny had already gotten to the door. He looked out through the peep hole and opened the door. The general manager was standing next to the restaurant manager and two servers; along with two of the security crew in back of them. Danny waved off the security and let the rest enter the suite. After a leisurely breakfast and talk, Jonathan handed a envelope over to the manager. "Paul, I know you are part owner in this hotel" started Jonathan. "That is a fact not generally known. I also know exactly how much you own of it. There is a check. I want this hotel." The general manager could feel his stomach turn over. He glanced at the check inside the envelope. It was an unsigned check for 8 digits. He looked up at Jonathan. "You will stay on and run it" started Jonathan as he poured another cup of coffee for them both. "I want you to go to your partners and tell them I will pay them each what I just paid you. I want deal done by the end of the week." "But Jon" he started, "do you know how much paperwork is envolved to transfer sale of a hotel?" "Yeah I do" said Jonathan. "I'm buying one in Switzerland. However this is a rush. That's why you have lawyers and so do I. They will be here by 11 am. Get it done. Do we have a deal?" "Uhm... yes of course." he said. "I think the partners won't have a problem with this." "Good, then give me that check a minute." said Jonathan. As he took the check, he signed his name and filled in the account access number. "Tell your banker to call the number on this letter, this is the account and password. The money will be transferred anywhere you want. Oh yeah, here is the name that goes on the ownership papers of the hotel." On the paper was two words. Nick Covington. As the manager left the suite shaking his head, Nick wandered out of the bedroom, walked over and picked up a bagel and coffee. "Help yourself" said Jonathan. "Already did" said Nick with a smile. "You ready for Denver?" asked Jonathan. "I guess. I need to make a few calls and let them know I am coming." said Nick. "We gotta talk about that for a minute" said Jonathan. He pulled Nick over to the windows overlooking the Back Bay. "Life is just a little different now babe" started Jonathan. "In case you hadn't noticed." "Yeah just a little" said Nick, kissing Jonathan. "What's up?" "I need you to make the calls about an hour out from the plane." said Jonathan. "There can't be a whole lot of lead time of where you are gonna be until we figure out what that bullshit in Switzerland was all about. Chris and one other guy are going with you. Renaissance is waiting for you at the airport." "The 747?" said Nick in awe. "Im gonna feel silly being the only person on board that thing." "You won't be" said Jonathan. "You will have the flight crew of 3, Chris and one other, plus 3 stewards to take care of you." "Oh boy, this is gonna be interesting." said Nick. "They meet me at the airport as I get off that thing". A smile crept over Jonathan's face as he remembered his first flight in it, meeting some old friends. They all but bugged out as he walked down the steps from it. "Ok babe" said Jonathan. "Take as much time as you need, but keep in touch". He rose and kissed Nick deeply, his tounge being sucked into Nick's mouth. The two stood kissing for moments before breaking the kiss. "Have fun babe." said Jonathan. "Thanks man, this means alot" said Nick as he grabbed his coat. "It will only be for a few days" As Nick walked out of the suite with Chris and Micheal in tow, Jonathan felt a small twinge of lonliness. He returned to the bedroom to pack up and wait for Nick to return to Hilton Head. To be continued...