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.