Date: Thu, 13 Jan 2011 23:38:05 -0700
From: dnrock@rock.com
Subject: Photo 11

Photo
by:  dnrock(dnrock@rock.com)

Author's note: At this point in the story I am introducing characters from
another of my stories, Jason Adonis.  Jason Adonis was published here at
Nifty in 2009-10.

11:  The Beginning Of Things to Come

"Dear Mr. Bidis:

My name is Trevor Adonis.  I am 16 and a student at Strathcona Academy in
Calgary, Alberta.... I found several of your works in local galleries and
have reviewed your catalogue... Some examples of my work are attached...
Your web site is very well done please compliment the webmeister.... Your
vision of the world speaks deeply to my personal creative impulses ... My
family trust would like to hire you to give me a one week intensive course
in the art of photography.... Our school's spring brake is....I sincerely
hope to study with you.

Sincerely, Trevor Adonis"

"What do you think of this dad?"

"It is not what I think that counts is it, the boy is making a request of
you.  He admits to only having about 8 mts of experience but he has good
equipment and has read the right books."

"Do you think he is serious?"

"Well he writes a very polite and sincere sounding e-letter.  He is
obviously very well educated and I happen to know the entrance
qualifications for Strathcona Academy are very high and the place is very
costly.  Yes, I think he is serious."

"I looked at his attachments they are not half bad for an amateur.  He is
very well equipped but I am not sure I'm capable of teaching."

"Your more then capable of teaching Apollo, look what you have done with me
and photography is not even my passion," Brad commented.

"What is your passion Brad?"  He did not answer but I was quite sure it had
to do with my body.  Bob thought I should check the boy's story out and if
it checks out, try and fit him in the schedule.  "You could use the help in
Whitefish."

"Yes, if I had some help then you would have more time with Linda."

"That too, thanks for your offer."

I asked Bob and Chuck to do some web searches and e-mail tracking.  I
corresponded with Trevor telling him I was booked at spring brake time on a
pro bono assignment.  I could not accept any remuneration but if he wanted
to volunteer as my assistant and could get to Whitefish just let me know.
Then I called Agent Snipe.

.........

"Apollo your offer is to kind and far to generous." Mr. Sanders was saying.
"With the new baby and my business Jennifer and I can't possibly spend a
week in Whitefish and you and Brad have no idea just how demanding a 9 year
old boy will be."

"I think Jonas will be the least of my problems, your have probably
forgotten just how difficult a 16 year old in love is.  We will have lots
of help too, Bob will be along and Veronica.  Shelly's parents along with
Mrs. Newfeld will all help look after the children, including Brad and
Linda" We will video tape a lot of it so you can at least get a feeling for
how things went.

"Okay but I won't tell Jonas until the day before, otherwise he would be
just too hyper.  Are you sure all he will need is his ordinary clothing?"

"And his camera, yes.  That reporter Mrs. Trend, from the Spokesman Review,
will see that he has skis, boots and clothing.  Everything else will be
ready in Whitefish."

"He has that camera on his person every minute, except when he take a bath.
Jenny is just glad Brad could not find an underwater model...and don't you
dare get him one either."

"No problem Mr. Sanders we will call you from the road with an ETA.  Brad
and I sure enjoy all the stuff you and Jonas e-mails us."

...........

"You don't say, that rich, wow, and 8 brothers, seven all about the same
age?"

"Yes, my RCMP buddy was very specific.  He also told me the Adonis family
shuns publicity and the families security people are all from a British
based firm called PPI.  They are highly respected, I know some of their
Chicago and New York staff, many x-FBI, yes professional."

"So no other activity related to Brad and I?"

"No quiet, except for PPI's checking you out."

"Well that's good to know, now about our little surprise for Jonas and
Shelly...."

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

"Apollo Bidis, how can I help you," answering the phone.

"Mr. Bidis, I'm Jason Adonis, Trevor's older brother."

"Yes Mr. Adonis, has Trevor changed his mind?"  I was just a bit concerned.

"Oh no, not in the least, that is not why I am calling at all, in fact I am
looking forward to meeting you next week in Whitefish.  I thought it best
to give you some warring, five of my brothers have all decided to accompany
Trevor to Whitefish and ski while he is working with you.  I'm coming too."

"Well that sounds like a plan Mr. Adonis."

"No, please call me Jason and please don't tell Trevor that I called you, I
don't want him to think his older brother is messing in his personal life."

"I understand Jason, I'll keep it to myself, in fact I won't mention your
call to anyone else either."

"That's great Apollo, now I have taken the liberty of having my Chicago
office make a slight change in your accommodations.  We have rented the
large Chalet just to the west of the main lodge it will accommodate the 8
of us plus your group, hired cooks and Mrs. Newfeld to coordinate things.
I hope you don't mind my butting in on your project?"

"Well, no but..."

"Good, the Chalet has lots of rooms so your lady friends can also stay if
they choose and Mrs. Newfeld can be convinced."

"Well, that is very kind but I don't want you to..."

"Nonsense man, I insist, your comrades will love it and the place has
plenty of room.  Just look at it as part of our contribution to your
project.  I tend to spoil my brothers and their friends not unlike you
spoil yours."  I wonder if he really knew how I spoil my friends, probably
not.

"Okay, you got me, I was told Jason Adonis likes to spring surprises."

"About as much as Apollo Bidis does they tell me."  We laughed a lot and
chatted for a long time.  He wanted me to have some background about his
"little family" that the FIB guys could not possibly find out.  "You
already know what we look like as Trevor included his group portrait and
other pictures of us."

"And you have seem Brad, Bob and I on our web site, I'm sure."

I like this fellow's chutzpah and I'm sure we will get along quite well.
We agreed on arrival timing and I would let Shelly and the Doc. know about
the slight change in venue.  His Chicago office e-mailed me the telephone
and fax numbers along with the high speed internet connection info for the
chalet.  He is very efficient I thought.  But I had no real idea just how
efficient until a few days later.

My mother called me on my cell.  She had returned home after school to find
a dark green Hummer in the driveway with a big red bow around the hood.
I'd better pick up dad and Brad and come right home.  The Hummer was on
loan from a Chicago based charitable foundation.  It was mine to use for
the next three years.  All I had to do was come to Chicago and give the
foundation two pictures taken in Illinois.  They would arrange everything
with me later.  The machine was insured, warranted, licensed and full of
gas.  Plato, Aphrodite, Brad and Bob were all incredulous.  I just played
stupid.  Well I was more or less stupid, but figured this must be one of
Jason's little surprises.  I figured I should just keep my mouth shout for
the time being at least until after our Whitefish trip.

...........

"A Hummer, way cool," Jonas signed as he tried to hold onto me and take
pictures and communicate all at the same time.  His dad was quite correct,
the kid was hyper to the Nth degree but then so were us older boys.  The
Hummer is "way cool", and it has lots of room in it and I know it will get
me to places the old Wageneer just couldn't.

It must have taken Bob 5 minutes to get Jonas belted in.  I got his stuff
stowed in the back while Jonas was taking pictures of everything.  Jonas
was just so excited I thought he would bust.  The kid never stopped signing
to Bob the whole way.  He was excited about meeting a new friend, even if
Shelly was a girl, at least she could sign.  He was excited about skiing or
snow boarding lessons and he was excited to be going with the big boys.
Brad tried to really messages for Jonas and Bob to me, but that did not
work so I let him drive, that way I could turn around and converse with my
two deaf buddies.

The chalet was huge.  It had two story high north windows, eliminating a
great room with a huge fireplace, with lots of seating and tables and
stuff.  It would make a great place for the kids to meet.  The second story
was bedrooms and lofts and the third was a huge loft.  Jonas ran around the
place for about 10 minutes exploring and dragging Bob or one of us off to
see his newest discovery.  The kid is just so cute.  He was dressed in a
sweater and jeans that fit his little 9 year old body perfectly.  Jonas
hair was just a bit long so every once in a while it got in his eyes or
would form a frame for his big expressive eyes.  "When do I get to meet
Shelly?"  he signed pulling me to one side.

"In the morning, she will be here for breakfast."

"But you and Brad have your girlfriends here why can't I have mine?"

"I think her parents want her to be properly rested before she meets you
and before we start taking pictures.  Speaking of rest aren't you just a
bit tired yourself?"

"No way bud."  I scooped him up and carried the little guy over to one of
the big overstuffed chairs by the fire.

"Sit here with me a bit, okay, I missed you a lot you know."

"I missed you too Apollo and I missed Brad, I sure like Bob he's so neat.
He told me you learned to sign from him."

"Yes that is right we have been friends since, oh even younger then you."

"I wish I have you around all the time," he signed and pressed his face
against my neck and shoulder.  I held him tight, his little butt settled on
my arm and my other hand rested across his small delicate back.  I don't
like to admit this but his little body pressed against mine was just a bit
more sexually stimulating then I was ready for.

I could hear Veronica, Linda and Bard talking.  Jonas was still asleep in
my arms and I was just beginning to wake up as the voices penetrated the
fog.  I guess we were both just a bit tired.  I stood up with the boy still
asleep on my shoulder and looked out the window.  Two bright yellow Hummers
were parked next to my green one and 8 handsome fellows were coming in the
front door, one was at least 6' 8" tall that must be Trevor.  They were all
dressed in very sexy body hugging, ski outfits, each slightly different but
all the same general style, like a racing team.  All but two were Brad's
age, seven active teens in one house, I sure hope Bob, Jason and I could
keep them in check.  Veronica wanted to take Jonas but he would have none
of it.  As he begun to wake up and realize there were now 8 new people to
meet and they were all boys too, the only place he would settle for is in
the center of the action.  Mrs. Newfeld directed them to their rooms
suggesting we make formal introductions after they had a chance to get
comfortable and use the head.  Head?  "Navy term for toilet," Brad
announced.

I know Mrs. Newfeld though she would take Jonas to her home, that was the
adult's plan.  It was not Jonas' plan and when he realized there were now 7
teens to play with I could see he was not going without a fight.

I was not ready for the Adonis brother's level of preparation.  We all
assembled in the dining room for the introductions and some light
refreshments before dinner.  Jonas was of course the immediate center of
attention but he sat politely, carefully observing as each of them
identified ourselves to the others.  One of the brothers, Eric I think,
handed out name tags that he prepared as each of us identified ourselves.
I had sat Jonas next to me on one of the bar stools to give him a little
elevation.  Each of the brothers signed his name and a phrase or two about
themselves.  Jonas was most impressed with Zigfred the youngest looking and
shortest of the teens, when he said he liked playing computer games.  Well
that sure got the kid's attention.  The cooks asked us to clear the dining
room, dinner would be in about 1 hour.  We all went into the great room to
get aquatinted.  Jonas immediately abandon me taking Brad's hand and
pulling him toward Zigfred, I could see he wanted to know more about the
games.  Soon Linda had Brad back and Jonas and Ziggy were deep into level
two of some kind of search and destroy thing on Ziggy's ibook.

Needless to say Veronica was getting a lot of attention from all the men,
Jason's bodyguard Herman in particular.  Jonas had captured everyone's
heart within the first 10 minutes, he some how managed to get almost all
the boys; all but Herman, Brad, Jason and I crowded around the computer,
Bob would type as Jonas signed or he would sign what they wanted to say to
Jonas.  Bob is a good lip reader.  All the young men were able to relate
well to the young boy better then I thought.  Jason suggested a result of
their boarding school experience.

Jason and I were in a deep conversation when our attention was directed to
Jonas.  He had Ziggy crawling on his hands and knees patting the floor in a
recreation of Bard's and my rescue.  The older boys and Bob were beside
themselves with laughter.  They were making so much noise Mrs. N came in to
see what was happening.  I don't think she has much experience with boys
she seemed a bit overwhelmed with their boisterousness and zest for being
involved.  Girls, Linda and Veronica specifically are much quieter and less
physical.  Jonas had warmed right up to this group and they were tickling
him and carrying him around on their shoulders.  Bob it seemed had made a
friend with Alex, I was almost jealous as the two seemed to be making a lot
of physical contact.

I was getting hungry now and was sure everyone else would be too.
Mrs. N. finally called us into dinner.  When Jonas realized what was
happening he ran up stares, I assumed heading for the head or to find Brad
and Linda, well perhaps both.  Those two had snuck off to be alone and
Jonas found them in one of the bedrooms.  Brad later informed me that Jonas
came up unnoticed "patting my bare ass" and signing dinner, then running
out of the room giggling.  I guess he thought Brad and Linda naked and
embracing or what ever was quite humorous.

It was now quite late and had been a long day for all of us.  Mrs. Newfeld
suggested Jonas get ready to go.  Well you would have thought he was being
shot at sunrise.  Big tears welled up in his eyes and he pleaded to stay
with us in the chalet.  Mrs. N reminded him she had promised his mother
that he would stay at her house.  Now all of us got into the act.  Veronica
joined first on Jonas' side.  Linda and Veronica could stay too and Jonas
could share their room.  I don't think Mrs. N believed that for one moment.
I know I didn't, Linda and Veronica would be sharing our beds if given half
a chance.  I had not thought through where Jonas would sleep.  All the
young men were besieging Mrs. N to let him stay.

Jason came to the rescue he politely told Mrs. N. that he and his brothers
were all boarding school boys and had lots of experience taking care of the
younger ones.  Jonas would not be any trouble, in fact they all missed
having young kids around now that they lived in Calgary and went to day
school.  Jonas pleaded more, I was translating as best I could but it is
hard to put someone else's emotion into you voice.  His face did it
thought. Jonas had to compromise too.  He offered to let Mrs. N supervise
his bath and tuck him in right then a there.  He took her hand and began
pulling her upstairs.  Mom Newfeld was like soft wax in a sculptors hands.

She put Jonas in the single bed in the room Bob and I were to share.  Some
how Brad had secured a room by himself.  We all talked for a few more
hours.  I was struck by how affectionate the Adonis boys were toward each
other, but thought little more of it.  Jason focused his attention on
Veronica and I.  Brad and Linda seemed to settle into deep conversations
with Ziggy.  Bob joined the others William, Eric, Geoffrey, Stan and the
body guard Herman playing cards.

When Veronica and I retired we checked Jonas who appeared to be sleeping
very peacefully.  It had been an exciting and long day and he was probably
wasted.  Hell we were wasted ourselves, snuggling together, two naked
bodies, our sex was passionate but quick.  Was being married like this, I
guess it was my old girlfriend and I, when we shared an apartment sure had
frequent sex but much like this passionate and quick.  Being students and
working part time we had full lives.  It was good sex and good sex is good
even if of short duration.

Later that night I became half concise of someone joining us in bed about
the same time Ronnie found my night erection and I resumed deep sleep as
her hand fondled my manhood.  In the morning as I reached to shut off the
alarm I realized it was not a dream, Jonas was also pressed against me.  I
though at first how cute he must have woken up and got scared.  In fact I
was highly flattered.

He smiled up at me and my heart melted, all I could do was kiss his
forehead and ruffle his hair as he signed, "Are you and Veronica trying to
make a baby like my mom and dad did?"

I just smiled and he pressed his head against my chest.  I remembered I was
naked and so was Veronica, I also realized so was Jonas, as his little
penis was pressing into my side.  I let my hand wander down is back and
across his little bare butt.  He pressed his body tighter to me to show he
liked the feeling of my hand moving across his smooth skin.  Jonas giggled
as his thin smooth leg contacted my morning erection.  So the little man
thinks its funny, I thought, I wonder if he does this to his dad?

We peed in the pot together, that's a boy bonding thing.  Jonas would look
up at me and then down at himself.  I guess he was comparing his boyhood to
my manhood.  He held his stiff little penis exactly the same we I was
holding mine.  After we shook the last drops of urine I put my arm around
his shoulder and pressed his body against mine, we looked at each other,
smiled and I kissed the top of his head and handed him his toothbrush.

"Ladies on the floor, ladies on the floor." someone called out.  I signed
this for Jonas and we looked at each other with big question marks on our
faces.  Until I realized we were standing in our room naked with the lovely
Ronnie, also naked but still covered by the bed sheet.  I pointed to our
naked bodies and signed pants, and pull on my undies and jeans.  Jonas
clothing were not in this room, but he didn't care.  He just strolled down
the hall to find them.  Ronnie and I thought this was quite funny.