Date: Wed, 16 Dec 2009 20:48:16 -0700
From: dnrock@rock.com
Subject: Jason Adonis 17

Jason Adonis
by: dnrock(dnrock@rock.com)


17: It is the Season to be Jolly or Parties Are Good.

Preparations for the big house warming party were in full swing, between
the 15th and the 20th.  This was also a very busy time for the students
with papers and assignments due.  Almost all organizational aspects were
being handled by Helga and her small staff.  We are expecting Frans' family
(5), the Johnson clan (±14), our ACan and AUSA staffs (9) and many local
people.  Frans' family would be staying with Dane and our staff would stay
at the nearest hotel.  Most of the Johnson's are to stay with us for a few
days, before they head on, for a family Christmas gathering.

Small brass plates suddenly appeared on every door in the house.  A good
idea to help strangers find their way around.  Helga had planned another
grand ball, all be it with a modern and Calgary twist.  Many of the
brother's classmates and their families (±30), along with new friends and
acquaintances, the building contractors and artisans and suppliers were
also invited.  The chef, a graduate of the local trade school, arranged for
program students to assist him with preparation and serving. (Southern
Alberta Institute of Technology, has an internationally recognized culinary
program.)

The Johnson's arrived on the 19th and on the morning of the 20th everyone
helped in trimming, our huge, freshly cut tree.  This team type activity,
provided a good get to know your cousin experience.  Some of the Johnson
girls and boys are very attractive and in the right age group, who knows
what might develop.  With so many guests, the brothers were consolidated
into two bedrooms for a few nights.  Charlie's wife, Eleanor commented on
how hospitable they were.  Little did she realize, sleeping alone was
something none of us liked to do or had much experience with.  My, no our,
adult cousins, appreciated the privacy and the teenagers and children liked
being grouped by age and sex.  I could see right off, Drew wanted to take
up with one of Charlie's older grandchildren, Sandra.  She was a very nice
looking 13 year old with reddish hair and a few freckles.  She had met Drew
in Racine and like him. She had just gotten her braces.  Both of them had,
top and bottom, full two wire braces, double train tracks, as I have been
told.  The look on their faces, when they both realized the other, was
afflicted by the same condition, was priceless.  Much to the disappointment
of Geoff and Stan, the older teenage girls seamed more interested in me,
than them.  I turned that around for the boys, by suggesting they ask Geoff
and Stan to take them riding on our new quarter horses.

Klass, Charles and Charles' brother Sanford, all played the patriarch role.
Helga, Eleanor and her sister in law, Gloria seamed to hold court in the
kitchen.  I supervised the tree trimming.  We did have a good time.  Drew
and Sandra played with the smaller kids, keeping them busy, they got help
of course.

We men dressed in our crested blazers, blue jeans with cowboy denim shirts,
even Klass.  Most of the young ladies from Strathmore and many of the boys,
attended.  Herman put one of his best men on bar duty, to make sure the
under eighteen's were not served.  I'm sure from the giggling that was
going on, this was only marginally successful.  Drew and Ziggy were sharing
with me, so I didn't mind if they got charged up by guests of either sex,
just as long as they got charged.  At the party Ziggy, Will, Trevor and
Eric seamed quite attentive to grade 9 and 10 girls.  Drew was showing off
Sandra to all his grade eight classmates.  The others seamed to circulate
more like me.  I of course had all of the single women, in their twenties
and early thirties, hanging around.  Well I am not bad looking, reasonably
personable and rich as hell.  I would like to think they are attracted by
my personality and physical endowments but the rational part of my brain,
the right part I think, keeps reminding me its just like at university, its
the money.

I thought I got "the look" from some of the young men too, but who knows in
these large party situations.  Since I have lots of male companionship, its
the women I am interested in.  It is not spreading my genes either.  I have
already done that by donating to sperm banks across this continent and
Europe.  Their are probably 50 or 75 kids with them around by now.  Now it
is the reason we build things, so our children can benefit from that
building and the only way that will happen, is to father some.  If you are
going to father children for the purpose of establishing a family, all the
other obligations come along with it.  My personal experience suggests
children are best served by two parents, a mother and a father, in
combination with the community.

Helga spent Christmas Eve, Day and Boxing Day with her children, leaving us
more or less to our own devices.  Her staff had either pre cooked things,
like a traditional Canadian turkey and/or left clear directions on what
should be done, including how long it should take to do it.  The rest of us
drew names from a hat, to form the food prep teams, for each meal.  Herman
had flown back home for a well deserved vacation.  That under control, we
proceeded to organize ourselves for the Santa Run, as our current community
service project became named.

We had 45 gifts to be dropped off at 33 locations, plus the gifts for our
ranch manager's children.  These ranged in size from small packages, like
books or trucks, to medium sized bicycles.  We boys organized ourselves
into four groups.  Each team or pair had good maps and directions.  Klass
had ordered elf costumes for us to dress in, along with green masks.  We
did not want to be recognized.  We did not want to be seen in those foolish
costumes either but what can you do.  Fortunately it was not to cold an
evening.  We would carry the gifts to the door of the house, if the lights
were on we would ring the bell or knock, always just leaving them on the
door step.  When the maid staff showed up on the 27th, all they could talk
about was how someone had played Santa in the neighborhood and how wowed
the children were.  They could not understand how he managed to get exactly
the right thing to the kids that needed them the most.  We all felt good
about our caper, especially when we got this positive feedback.  They were
also quite surprised at how clean and neat the place was.

On Christmas morning we all slept in, assembling late for coffee and sweet
pastries and to open our gifts, finding Santa had also visited us.  On the
fireplace mantel, were fancy embroidered stockings with our names on them.
In each was a small bag of hard, black, candy, labeled Coal Candy, a fine
orange, and a small box.  Klass did not have a stocking, he claimed he was
to old for such nonsense.  We knew he was the one responsible for the
nonsense.  We opened our exchange gifts, each one a craft or piece of hand
made art.  Non of us are professionals at this stuff but each piece was
prepared with love and that's what is most important anyway.  The exception
was the small box from Klass.  I do not mean to imply that a certain kind
of love did not go into its creation, no doubt it did.  Klass did not make
these himself.  In each box was a pair of 1/2 carrot, Adonis cut diamond
earrings.  Now none of us boys wore any kind of body jewelry.  Some of the
brothers had necklaces and we all had signet rings, most sported
wristwatches.  Earrings and other piercing perhaps, were desired by most
but no one had the courage to get one yet.

Many of their male classmates had earrings and I suspected other less
obvious piercing.  I was not sure if I wanted my body mutilated but ear
rings are not so bad and more or less in fashion for young men today, so
why not.  Drew was the most excited and he smothered his dad with hugs and
kisses, which started a trend, we all lined up to follow him.  I think
Klass was almost embarrassed by this.  I don't think I have kissed him,
except on the cheek as Europeans often do, since I was about nine or ten.

Trevor then presented Klass with our joint gift for him.  Trevor, with our
complete cooperation and assistance, composed a huge four foot by six foot
photo portrait of us.  Klass was almost in tears, as he stammered in four
languages, thanking us.

We had spent a lot of time answering E-mail greetings and sending pictures
of ourselves to friends around the world.  This would be the first timel
most would have seen a photograph of our whole family.  Before the
housewarming party, Trevor had taken several digital shots of us including
Klass and Helga and placed name tags on each.  I made sure to include the
Director and Ms. O on the list.  They should know, I was not only pleased
with the job they and the others had done but that the boys had positive
memories of the Foundation and its staff.  I also know they would be
interested in knowing how the boys were making out in their new lives.

Once they had gathered in my room the sucking and fucking began.  So much
was going on all I managed to retain were snap shots of what was happening.
I initiated it.  I was on my knees in front of both Ziggy and Drew and was
sucking both of them furiously, while they kissed and fingered each others
assholes.  In walked Stan and Eric with Trevor right behind them.

Stan and Eric walked up to me.  They looked at me closely.  Their hands
started to rub my skin.  I enjoy their touch, I enjoy the touch of all my
brothers.

Will stood naked, hell we were all naked.  His soft dick was thick and
veiney.  Trevor looked to Eric, "why don't you come over and suck my penis
for me?"

"Let me sit in that chair Eric," said Trevor.  He moved to a chair and sat
down.  Eric followed him and buried his head in his lap and started sucking
him again.

Will lay down on the floor and motioned for Geoff to get down with him.
They got themselves in a sixty-nine position.  Geoff began sucking him,
Will began sucking him.

Will began to grind against my leg.  Eric moved up to Stan and felt his
cock.  "Fuck me?" Stan went to the night stand and found the lube.  "Bend
over."  Stan started to smear the lube in Eric's asshole, fingering it with
three of his man size fingers.  Stan lubed his cock and rammed his meat
deep inside Eric's willing ass and began to fuck him hard.

I stopped sucking Drew.  Eric was stroking his manhood while Stan fucked
him.

"Stan, toss me that lube," said Will.  Stan threw the tube to him. Will
pushed Geoff's face from his manhood and greased his cock, he handed the
tube to Geoff, who squeezed some out and smeared it in his ass.  "Get on,"
he ordered Geoff.  Geoff straddled him and sat on.

Geoff started to slide up and down on his brothers stiff rod, while he
stroked his cock.

Ziggy began to realize I was busy watching the happenings around him.  Stan
buried his tongue deep inside Ziggy's asshole.  Ziggy groaned, "oh yeah,
fuck my ass with your tongue."

Will stood up and took the tube of lube and slicked up Trevor's cock.  He
then slicked up his ass hole and sat down on Trevor's eleven inch rock hard
piece of manhood.

Trevor stopped sucking his boy and began to pay attention to the rider on
his lap.  "That's it Drew, you ride my cock fast."

looked around the room at all that was going on.  I was hornier than hell.
My cock was stretched to its limits.  I turned back to Eric.  I got up and
stood in front of him.  Eric grinned and licked his lips, "I'll suck that
for you."  I was thrilled with the thought and stepped in closer as Eric
engulfed my meat.

Geoff moaned as he shot his sixteen year old load all over his brother's
slightly hairy chest.  At the same time, Trevor was jerking Ziggy's cock,
which exploded in cum that splashed all over Will and Geoff.  Trevor's dick
erupted inside Will, causing him to groan out loud.  Stan gripped Eric's
hips firmly and pounded out his hot cream.

I stroked myself fast and furious and unleashed my hot seed all over Eric's
face.  Eric stood upright and began pulling on his own meat.  I knelt in
front of him.  "Now you do it on my face."

Eric leaned down and tongue kissed me then stood back up and blew my hot
wad on face.  Ziggy and William, were sixty-nining each other, when they
spilled their juice into each others mouths.

They were all sweaty and tired from their romp.  They all dropped on my bed
and lay with each other.  I stayed close to Drew and held him tightly, then
eight even in my king sized bed meant we were all very close.  One by one,
we all dozed off.  .......................

Herman returned early in January.  I had been so busy that I almost failed
to notice him.  Something was different but I could not put my finger on
it.  Oh well, never mind I thought.

"Herman please take a seat we have some planning to do."

"Planning Sir?"

"Yes, Herman we must go to Chicago first, than Toronto, Amsterdam, Bern,
London and Sidney not necessarily in that order."

"Here is my appointment schedule and a list of the people I will be meeting
with, including locations.  After the "Midway Incident" I think this kind
to planning needs your attention."

"How will we be traveling?"

"We can use the Challenger.  Klass also want to make sure we restock our
wine cellars from our French and German vineyards.  He will go ahead on a
commercial flight to Amsterdam .  I think you should make sure he is well
guarded."

"I didn't know you owned vineyards."

"Yes, those privet labels are not just bottled for us, they are from our
own vineyards.  If you see a small "A" in the lower left corner of the
label, it is from our own cellar.  Anyway, in Amsterdam and Chicago we will
use our own cars, for the other cities you will need to arrange local
ground transportation.  I think JP should try and get the same driver, he
did last time, in Chicago.  I liked the way he handled himself and my car."

"Are Ed and Johan staying with us?" He asked in Dutch, with a very hopeful
tone in his voice.

"Ja, maar ik kan niet u willen delen." ("Yes, but I may not want to share
you.")  He reached over and kissed me, smiling broadly as he departed.  I
still did not know what it was that was different about him.  I would find
out soon however, my need for sexual gratification was growing by the
minute and Herman's ass was just to inviting, if anything it had gotten
firmer, rounder and smaller, more boyish.  Later that afternoon I
discovered the difference.  Herman's body was completely shaved, except his
head and eyebrows.  His roommate lover likes it that way, I guess.  Well I
like it that way too.

One would have thought that my brothers would keep me satisfied.  They
usually do and "my boy's" ass is always available.  If I don't take some
kind of sexual advantage during the day he seams sad.  Ziggy still comes in
almost every morning to share himself with me and who ever my partner is,
unless it is him and than Drew shows up.