Date: Fri, 9 Oct 2009 15:52:18 -0600
From: dnrock@rock.com
Subject: Jason Adonis 7

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


7: A Grand Party

"Jason you are spoiling those boys, you can't just give them what ever they
want."

"And why not, if I have it to give, besides Helga, you spoil them as much
as me, if not more.  Come to think of it, you spoiled me when I was a teen,
well even before that and right up to today.  What have I given them now,
that does not quite meet your approval?"

"Klass told me you were taking them to Canada for school.  We have good
schools right here in Amsterdam and it is much cheeper if they live at
home."

"Well, from the pure gilder prospective, you are probably correct.  They
need a special education to be an Adonis brother and some of that, is best
acquired in Canada.  Your boys both live in Canada, as I recall."

"Don't start that with me Mr. Adonis," she only calls me that when I have
touched a nerve, yes a scheme and it will work this time too.  "Your poor
departed mother tried for years to get me to go with her to Canada.  My
boys keep sending me pictures of the grand children, telling me how much
they miss Oma.  And they say mothers use guilt trips on their children,
hump.  I was born in Amsterdam and I will die here too."

"Well that is a long way off and..." a tear was forming in my eye, partly
because I wanted it to and partly related to my mother's reference.

"Oh, I'm sorry Jason, I didn't mean..."  Helga reached up drying my eye and
stroking my head.

"What is this all really about Helga, I get the feeling it has little to do
with giving things to my brothers."  Helga sat down at the table, looked
around to be sure we were alone and motioned for me to sit.

"Klass and Jason spoiled my boys the same way you are spoiling your
brothers.  Then they sent them to the University and Jason offered both
boys positions in his Canadian operations.  Mr. van Witt, Klass and Jason
sent my sons away from me."  Oh my, was she saying what I think she is
saying?  Those boys would have been about 9 or 10 when Helga came to work
for my mother.  Dad and Klass would have been about my age.

"Helga, you can go to Canada tomorrow and be close to your children.  I
know how well my parents provided for you and I will gladly pay your
costs."

"Oh is not the money, I don't want to go.  Who will take care of you and
those boys and this house.  I promised Jason that if anything ever happened
Klass and I would..."  Now it was her turn to cry and cry she did.

I was in the process of hatching a scheme to get her in Canada, at least
for an extended visit.  I was now sure what my plan was going to be.  Her
comments about spoiling the "children" could have several implications,
knowingly or not, she had given me a clue to my dad's personality;
something I had long wondered about.  Klass said they were buddies, which I
knew and lovers which I never knew.  Were they boy lovers too?  My dad's
privet photo albums just might hold that clue.  I always thought I learned
a lot from my dad and I am sure I did.  I think some of what I thought I
learned, was not learned at all, it is genetic.  Nature and nurture, one
stronger than the other or some kind of balance.  Given my education and
training, I vote for balance.  Yes, the brothers were all nurtured in a
highly structured and egalitarian environs, yet they are all very different
people.

...................

The reception was a resounding success, to say the least.  It was probably
even better than that.  Trevor kept his camera busy and even recruited
Geoff to help him.  A hobby is a good thing for a young man to have.  Young
men, and I still consider my self young, need something to take their minds
of sex.

We all met or in my case reacquainted, with all our neighbors, some of the
top Amsterdam money and power elite.  The ladies were all over us 7
handsome lads, `like flies on fly paper', as Klass put it.  I often
wondered where he gets these little sayings.  Little groups formed in every
room and in the garden.  Most talking, some playing billiards, some
dancing.  I kept circulating, in an effort to meet each and every guest,
something my mother taught me to do.  I had a nice long talk with Manfred,
who is teaching at the University of Virginia.  He told everyone how big a
crush I had on his now married, older sister, when we were 15.  That was
true, teenage boys think with their penises first and brains second.  Men
in their mid 20's seam to get the brain more or less on an even par with
their manhood.

Everyone liked our music, perhaps a bit corny, but competently performed
for amateurs.  They sure liked Ziggy's singing of Stardust, of course Helga
was his most vocal fan.  He was probably the most popular of the brothers
with the girls.  His combination of cute, relatively short, boyish looks,
pleasant voice, general enthusiasm for life and obvious male endowment,
worked like magic.  Helga and Klass were having a great time enjoying the
exuberance of youth and trying not to get in the way of things.  We met a
number of local boys to interact with and as I said before, lots of girls.
The young security fellows blended in and I think, several even got
telephone numbers.  I figured the internet traffic between the Netherlands
and Canada was about to see an order of magnitude jump.  I wonder if we
should invest in that market?

In the Dr.'s office things also went well.  We all lined up, like you see
military requites do in the movies, expect we were naked.  We striped,
stood, were listened to, tapped on, fondled to erection and inspected, as
well as, probed most completely in our asses.  They took samples of all our
fluids: pee in this bottle, ejaculate in that one, bleed into the plastic
tube and x-rayed our bodies.  When we sat down with the physician, who
appreciated our willingness to do this as a group, he informed us he had
studied under the Dr. Director.  That told me he understood why and how
they were all so well endowed.  He gave all of us good marks for physical
health, suggesting one or two take supplements of viaticum B12 and
suggested all take a herbal, to keep our seamen flowing well and
plentifully.  Zig was to receive his growth and other hormones on a
schedule, controlled by blood tests and frequent examinations.  He would
send instructions to our Canadian physicians, as well as any records
needed.  And that was that.  I was not all that keen on the growth hormone
stuff but since Zig was concerned about his height and the Foundation's
staff had started him on that road already, I kept my mouth shut.  Keeping
my mouth shut is a very hard task for me, one I don't always do well at.
Right now I seamed to have developed into a "lean, mean, fucking machine"
and right now I kind of like it that way.  That is one of my expressions,
not Klass'.

Within a few days of the reception I noticed a considerable increase in
visitors.  It seems that each brother had one or two new friends, at times
several would be away but at other times large crowds of teens were to be
found, usually in small groups, scattered round the house and it was
becoming difficult to assemble the family for anything but well scheduled
events.  I was learning all the latest in rock music, which always seamed
to emanate from one or more sources, from morning until late evening.  The
late May weather was most pleasant, I began to drift into a state of
complacency with the pleasant perfume of flowers drifting in the open
windows.  It looked like a fairly even split between boys and girls.  I
however, was still alone, well not alone with six brothers but alone with
no outside friends.

I was still sharing my bed with a different brother each night and being
woken up by Ziggy in the morning.  Trevor had hit it off with a very tall
blond girl, that lived only a few blocks away.  Ziggy seamed to have a
small consistent group of three girls and two other boys, around him most
of the time.  I was able to get some business conducted for a part of most
days, but I had the distinct impression that my managers wished I would
just keep to my vacation.  Eric organized a few, brothers only fuck
sections, to help keep our togetherness, together.  It was his idea not
mine, but I think I enjoyed them more than anyone else.  God their bodies
are nice to look at and their cocks even nicer filling one of your
orifices.  A few nights before our departure to London was more than
memorable.

Zig lay on his back spreading his legs in an invitation for me to fuck his
smooth round butt.  I began sliding my cock into its home away from home as
Geoff began filling my anus.  I have difficulty finding anything more
pleasurable than being the "pickle in the middle", another of Klass' little
sayings.  Trevor stood over us and presented his massive pole to my lips
which I greatly took in.  This was even better than I had fantasized about.
Eric was kneeling over Zig's face fucking his mouth while Will fuck Eric
and Stan fucked Will's face.  I never would have believed all this could be
happening at once and with some rational and effective kind of coordination
but it was.  Every one was moving more or less together yet in different
directions but it worked.  Oh, did it work.

...............

"Willhem, I am asking for your most honest opinion not your company line on
this.  You know me well enough by now, to realize I have already made a
plan and your opinion will be the go, no go."

"But Mr. Adonis I am not qualified, you should check with the London
office."

"Last time I did that you were given a promotion and a raise."  I said
lifting my eyebrows.

He sighed, "Herman is a good man, he probably tries harder than any of them
and they all try hard, as you know.  He is qualified to be your personal
body guard, an on site security chief takes more then trying."

"I know he lacks experience but how do you get any experience, unless
someone gives you the chance?  I am not a high profile person and I am not
one to parade myself in public.  I need a strong, smart, dedicated,
multilingual person who can size up people and situations quickly and react
even faster.  He must be young enough to keep up with me and because of the
amount of travel I do, he should have few or loose ties in one place, for
the next few years and he must be discrete, loyal, dedicated and absolutely
honest."

"Well Herman is all of those things and a lot more.  He is a skilled
driver, first rate marksman, and has some training in electronic security
and industrial spy countermeasure.  In my opinion you will be hard pressed
to find a better person, as long as his lack of experience is acceptable to
you."

"I know he has a lot to learn about all this and so do I.  We can learn
together, would you please ask him if he is willing to accept this kind of
assignment?  I assume it would have a more attractive remuneration than his
present position?"

"Yes it would pay quite a bit more, he would also be expected to live in
your home, lowering his costs.  But why don't you offer it to him,
yourself."

"I am afraid he will accept out of loyalty to the family, not because he
wants the position, if you offer it....  By asking if he is willing to have
his name put forward, he can decline and still save face.  He should not
know I requested him, just that I requested a person and he is one of the
qualified candidates the firm wishes to put forward.  It also offers him a
no risk way of asking me specific questions about the job, that you may not
be able to answer.  I think you should encourage him to ask those
questions, before he gives his consent.  I will play the game and be as
honest as I can, about exactly what the job would entail."

"One question I have, why not just hire him, I mean why pay the extra to
our firm for someone who is in effect on your staff?

"My reasoning is simple, he is a young man and he may find being my
personal body guard great for a few years but not all that rewarding for
the long haul.  If he stays with PPI then be builds his pension and
benefits package, can take advantage of training and information the
company makes available to employees and can more easily coordinate with
PPI's offices right around the world or move to a different position when
this one stops being rewarding.  In the long run, the added cost probably
brings equal benefits, one of which is, Sir Whittier will not think I am
steeling his staff.

On another matter, what is the word from van Loon?"

"I have had none and you must not have had any either or you would not
ask."

"I guess we wait and hope their is sufficient time."

Like all these kinds of efforts, no matter how much lead time you allow or
how good your planning is, everything comes together at the last minuet.
That just seams to be the way of the world but having a good handle on the
details seams to help.  Klass always says something about, the devil being
in the details.

.............

"Herman, please sit down.  What can I do for you?"

"Willhem told me you had requested PPI to provide you with a full time,
personal body guard."

"Yes that is correct, has PPI asked you to consider the position?"

"Yes, that is why I am here, Willhem suggested I might want to ask you some
questions about the position, before I gave him a decision."

"I think that is a very good idea.  I told PPI that one of the critical
requirements, for whom ever they assigned, was that person's willingness to
take the assignment on.  I assume he explained that though."

"Yes he did.  Willhem said you wanted someone who is relatively
unencumbered due to extensive travel and long periods away from Amsterdam."

"Correct, I think it would be hard on ones family life or other
relationships.  Do you have a family or a lover?"

"Just my parents and one younger sister.  I have a roommate but he works on
a cruse ship and is away for months at a time."

"So you are relatively free to travel and when in Amsterdam, you would not
mind living in this house?"

"Oh, no living in this house would be a considerable improvement over my
small apartment.  I know I have all the skills to do a good job for you
Mr. Adonis, I can see you are a good man, one I would be proud to protect."

"Why do you say that, what tells you I'm a good man?"

"I see how you treat the boys and the staff, all of the staff, even
temporary and part time people."  I could see he was sensitive and aware of
his surroundings, as well as highly observant.  Those are critical
attributes in his profession.  "I feel I must tell you something about me
and you may not...."  He was having difficulty admitting he was gay or that
he was attracted to Ziggy, I had to let him do that on his own terms.
"...not want a gay body guard living in your home."

"The Adonis brothers do not discriminate based on race, creed or sexual
orientation.  I do not care who you have sex with or who you have affection
for.  I do expect my employees to extend the same feelings toward me and my
brothers.  You are a professional and I am sure you will act as a
professional.  Sexual harassment is something we do not tolerate in the
family or in our businesses but you know that, PPI would not tolerate it
either.  More important however, is your ability to put up with me or us.
My brothers and I are very liberal when it comes to displays of affection,
in fact, we are sexually liberated so to speak.  Can you live with that, I
mean would that be offensive to your personal moral code."

"No, unless you are talking about little children, but I am sure you are
not."

"You would not be bothered by protecting someone who was sleeping with a
fashion model one evening and his brother the next?"

"No sir, what you do in your bedroom is your business and I take it, what I
do in mine, is my business."

"Yes that is true and we see eye to eye on that score.  But I have to warn
you that one or more of us my try or wish to draw you into our sexual
activities.  How would you handle a situation like that?"

"I think it depends on the situation.  If I was on the job then no way.  If
I was not on the job and the invitation was without conditions, then count
me in, but your brothers are not yet of age."

"They will be in a few months and when on the high seas we make our own
rules."  He looked more pleased and less nervous.  "My brothers are all
about the same age give or take a few months.  Zig is the youngest
chronologically by one month.  He was a November baby all the others will
be of age by the end of October.  Could you wait that long for Ziggy?"  He
looked shocked.  "Herman, I see the way you look at Zig.  Don't be
embarrassed, I look at him the same way and if you haven't noticed we both
look at you with those, I sure would like his ass, eyes."

"Well I am not quite sure what to say."

"Say thank you Jason for noticing my body.  I am joking Herman.  You need
not say anything, just recognize you are not the only observant person
around and that will make your job even simpler, more eyes to assist you.
I don't want you to take the job only because you see lots of good sex on
the horizon.  That would be the wrong reason.  Sex can never be and should
never be, a condition of employment.  Just look at it as a nontaxable
benefit.  Take the position because you want the challenge, the adventure,
the responsibility and the money is not bad either.  If you want good sex
stay the night tonight and all eight of us can have an orgy."

"That is a very kind and very, very tempting offer but my roommate is in
town for a few more days, you understand.  That is exactly the kind of
loyalty I need and am prepared to give."

"Yes, I understand, what does he do and where does his ship sail"

"He is a forth officer and he sales Vancouver B. C. to Alaska."

"He does not mind you playing around so to speak?"

"No, he does his share of that when at sea, I know but we never talk about
it.  We both have very high libidos."

"Any other questions?"

"No, Willhem explained most everything?"

"I hope you decide to take us on, I can assure you it will be an adventure,
but if you decide not, I understand.  I also want to be clear that you are
under no obligation or pressure.  I only want you to accept, if you believe
you will like the work and enjoy working with me.  In fact, this
conversation never officially happened and no one at PPI will ever be told
about it or what was said."  What I did not say and I doubt that Herman
fully realized was, by the time we got to Canada his ass would be mine.  I
hope not his romantic love, respect and friendship yes, love would
complicate and compromise his job.  I knew that our flight over the
Atlantic would be one long orgy, once the autopilot was set, the mile high
club would have 7 new members.

"Jason was that Herman I saw leaving your office," Ziggy asked in a
inquisitive voice and with his sardonic kind of smile?

"Yes"

"Are you going to tell me why he came to see you?"

"No"

"No," he repeated, pushing his body into mine and pressing his head against
my chest, "he is not quitting us is he, I like him the best of all you
know, don't let him quit, Jason."

"That would not be up to me and I don't want to see him go either, that is
not why we were meeting, it was another, non family matter and very
privet."

"Ok, I know very privet means non of my business, but I do want him to
stay.  Of all the security guys, his body really turns me on and you too, I
think."

"You think correct little brother, but hands off the PPI staff when they
are working, is that clear?  They won't be able to do their jobs
effectively if you boys start playing penis tag with their butts."  He
reached up kissed me and took off down the hall, wiggling his little ass in
the most provocative of manor.  .............

"I'm afraid I do not trust the French, perhaps it is their chauvinistic,
superior attitude.  I'm not sure we can trust the Belgians either, if the
Dutch, Brits and Germans are satisfied than we must go along."

"The Interlope people are Danish and Dutch, are they acceptable," Willhem
inquired?

"Yes, it is not that the French are dishonest or anything like that.  I
just can't be bothered with their attitude.  To many conflict diamonds are
traded in Brussels for my taste."

"I'm not sure I understand why their attitude would be a problem in this
situation, I mean, the Germans are as arrogant as the French, sometimes
even more so."

"Arrogance I can tolerate, what I won't put up with is the French
chauvinism.  I am afraid they will demand we change our plans to fit their
view of things, because the ideas came from us and the British, not because
their ideas are in any way technically superior.  I am not in the position
of Churchill, nor do I intend to be."

"I don't quite understand that, you mean Winston Churchill?"

"Yes, when ask what was the greatest cross he had to bare was, he replied,
`the cross of Loraine'.  Charley de Gaul may be dead but his anglo phobia
is alive and well."

"Yes, I understand now and you are quite correct, we do not have time to
change our plans anyway.  Besides most of the conflict diamonds originate
in former French or Belgium colonies."

"Good we agree and are set.  Let us review the plan and see if anything has
been missed."  I picked up the phone.  "Herman, would you, Klass and the
brothers come in now."  Everyone trouped in and took seats around the
table.  I had a large critical path marked up on the wall.

"Good morning gentlemen welcome to Operation Phoenix."  Except for Willhem
and Klass, who knew what was what, none of the brothers or Herman had even
heard the name before.  "What we are about to discuss, in this room, must
remain within these walls, for the next 36 hours, is that clear?"  It was.

"You can and you must ask questions, if their is anything that is not
crystal clear to you.  I am not about to review the wisdom, reasons or
philosophical background of this operation.  You are only here for
information."

"You make this sound like a spy novel, not a holiday in Canada," Eric
commented?  I just smiled at his comment.

"In exactly 34 hours our Challenger will land at Schiphol and in 36 hours
we will be on the taxi way heading for London.  None of us will return to
Amsterdam for a minimum of 3 months and probably longer."

"I thought we were due in London, in a week's time."  Will asked?

"Yes, that is what the old schedule said and that is what everyone is to
think, so keep up the front but secretly pack enough of your personal gear,
cameras, laptops and so on, for one week.  Let the staff work on the old
schedule, your stuff will be shipped directly to Canada.  Willhem's people
will work with Klass to see that it happens."

"Operation Phoenix is being put into motion as we speak."  I unveiled the
master plan critical path.  "As you can see all of planning has been done.
This afternoon I will receive the resignations of everyone above the level
of department head, at the diamond company.  At 8 am Monday I will hold a
press conference and appoint the new managers.  At 10 am we will return to
his house.  No one is to leave for any reason or even go outside, until we
leave for the airport.  Klass will tell Frau van Witt at 10:30 about our
change in plans and they will also be coming to Canada, in about two
weeks."

............................

Once in while, us authors need to leave the reader hanging.  A little
suspense to keep your interest, perhaps.  Maybe just a good place to brake
off, maintaining chapter length.