Date: Fri, 31 Mar 2006 13:06:17 -0800 (PST)
From: taarob <taarob@yahoo.com>
Subject: Protecting David-Alex's Story 27

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From the previous chapter:
Mr. Mueller continued in German,  "Alex, I am the Managing
Director of The Bank Haussman in Salzburg.  I was hoping to
convince you to come to Europe this summer.  Your father was
a great friend and before his death he entrusted to me some
business that needs to be addressed.

The bank would be honored to send a plane for you and your
friend and of course all expenses would be paid, although,
of course, that is a minor thing.  June would be a perfect
month if it could be arranged and I can guarantee that you
young men would have the vacation of a lifetime."

Thank god David warned me.  I answered in German, "Sir, I
would be honored and the month of June is good.  If it would
be possible to make the arrangement with David I will do as
he suggests."


               Protecting David-Alex's Story 27


On the way back to the others I asked David, "What's that
all about?"

He squeezed my arm and said, "Let's talk about it tomorrow
after we eat and Emma leaves.  There are lot's other things
we need to talk about too and I'd like the evening to think
about it."  He held my arm and pulled me to a stop and then
looked into my eyes.  I could see the concern in them.  "Are
you okay, Alex?"  He sighed.  "I mean about yesterday."  He
raised his hand and touched my chest.  "It shouldn't have
happened.  We probably should have known that it was you
guys in the bedroom but we didn't and it was a shock.  Not
what you were doing, just that there was anyone there at
all."

I felt odd having this conversation I mean nobody wants to
talk to their parents about sex.  "I'm okay, Dad.  It's a
little weird to have you guys actually see us but I'll get
over it."

David looked around to see if we could be overheard.
"Remind me to tell you about my experiences in the same
vein.  In my case it wasn't only my parents but like the
whole damn town."  I had heard part of this story but just a
little bit never the whole thing.  It definitely wasn't
something that David liked to talk about.

That night it seemed like my dads never let go of me.  No
matter where in the room I was or who I was talking to they
were there and mostly one of them had a hand on me.

I liked it.  I mean it was weird and all but it felt good.
Mark is probably a better holder than David, it's just his
nature.  When I was a little kid I was always being held by
Mark.  Stubbed toes, broken toys, fucked up
relationships....well that came a little later.  He never
commiserated with me, never told me that I was right to feel
bad.  Instead he just held me and talked about other things
and that was plenty.  Being wrapped in his arms as his deep
voice vibrated through my being pretty much did the trick
for me.  At one point Mark had one arm on my shoulder and
the other on Larry's.

I knew that he still felt bad about catching Larry and me at
the condo fucking.  I felt bad about it too and way
humiliated, but I was getting over it.  Larry's words kept
coming back to me.  "We didn't invent the wheel here!" He
was right, we didn't.  I had always known that David was a
total bottom and, I was pretty sure, got fucked by Mark
twice a day for a minimum, at least from what I occasionally
heard when I was a kid.  So after almost two decades of
fucking it seemed pretty unlikely to me that we were doing
anything that would shock them.

I think what was making Mark feel guilty was the thought
that what happened at the condo triggered my flashback.  I
thought about that too and couldn't dismiss it but neither
could I figure out a reason why the two things would be
connected except maybe because of stress.

In any event, at the party at least, they both looked like
they were afraid that I was gonna bite the dust at any
moment.  They looked, not nervous but maybe apprehensive,
like it was right around the corner and they needed to be
there when I dropped.

Larry on the other hand seemed to be reading my mind, sex
wise, because he kept getting this little "You need to get
fucked" look on his face.  He was right.

There were six Marines at the party.  Well not in the party
but kinda guarding it.  There was a pair on the front door
and a pair on each of the two doors leading into the
ballroom, or as I called it, the living room.   There were
some big time Department of Defense guys there and I figured
that they were there to guard those dudes.

The marines looked really hot!  Those uniforms were
perfection with creases so sharp on those pants you coulda
shaved with em.  I started walking by them just to catch
their scent but their eyes never moved from straight ahead.
When I started to wonder what it'd be like to be gang fucked
by all six of them I figured it was time to find Larry.  I
had already decided to ditch the "No fucking in Emma's
house" rule.  It had to go, I was just too horny.

I kissed Emma goodnight and then cornered my dads and told
them I was going upstairs.

David said, "Do you want us to come?"

I said, "No!  I mean, no."  I knew I was blushing.  "We're
just tired."

David said, "Okay, well, we'll see you guys tomorrow for
brunch."

Mark's face was oddly expressionless but there was like this
sad look in his eyes while he said, "Yeah, tomorrow guys."
There was this whole, "They know were going upstairs to
fuck," thing happening in my head but I totally understood
that I just had to get over myself and try to be an adult
about this.  Of course that's one of those things that works
really great in theory but sometimes not so hot in practice.


Larry started working on me as soon as we got to the second
floor and then once we were in our room with the door closed
and locked he pressed me up against it and began kissing my
neck as his hand worked on my cock.

I gasped and threw my head back against the door while he
worked my neck, licking it and nipping at it lightly with
his teeth.

I pushed him away and said, "Larry, I'm kinda tired.  I mean
I know you've been wanting to do this but could we maybe
wait till we get home tomorrow night?"

He pulled his head back and gasped, "You're fucking kidding,
right?"

"It's just one more day."  I gave him a crooked smile and he
was totally buying this.

"Alex!"  He was starting to sputter but took a deep breath
and then dropped his shoulders in resignation.  "You're
killing me!"

I laughed and shook my head.  "You are sooo easy!  Does my
dick feel like I wanna quit?"

He tilted his head and gave me a smile that almost made me
cum.  "You shit!  He gave me a fast kiss and said, "Get your
clothes off and get on the bed.  We're doin this before you
change your mind."

We ended up showering first and then once we were in bed
Larry slowed everything down.  He had me lie on my stomach
while he gave me a slow sensuous massage.  His hands were
together at the nape of my neck and while his thumbs pressed
in his fingers pulled the muscles in my shoulders outward.
Then his balled up fists pushed down hard on the muscles on
either side of my spine as he dragged his fists to my lower
back.  I rewarded him with a loud moan.  He rewarded me by
slapping his hard dick down on my butt and then rubbing the
head of it over my asshole.

 Finally after working over my back for twenty minutes he
rolled me over gently onto my back.  I expected him to lie
on top of me and kiss me but he didn't do that.  He pushed
my legs apart with his knees and slowly slid first one
finger in and then a second and finally a third to loosen me
up before slowly entering me.  Once he had done that he
leaned forward over me and lowered his face to mine while I
wrapped my legs around his waist.  He does this thing where
he holds my head with both of his hands when we're in this
position.  It's like he's holding me so that I can't get
away.  I mean I could of course but something about the idea
that he wants me confined or held while he fucks me is an
incredible turn on.  It's like he's afraid that I'll take
off or something, like there's any chance of that happening.

He began to fuck me very slowly almost imperceptibly and
while doing that he was also kissing me and rubbing his head
against my face.  This head rubbing thing is weird and if
someone had told me about it I woulda said, "So what" but
when Larry does that, just kinda rubs his face and hair
against me it triggers something.  I've seen animals do it a
lot and maybe that's it, maybe it's something deep in our
brains that flips a switch because when he does it to me I
can feel the electricity running down my spine into my butt
and balls.  It's like he's saying "I love you" on a really
deep level, something that goes deeper than conscious
thought.

While Larry's cock is drilling slowly and deeply into me
he's lightly kissing me and running his lips all over my
face.  I don't know how he can really know what I'm feeling
but he seems to.

His voice is his deep throaty sex voice, "Feel good, Babe?"

I'm pretty sure my eyes rolled completely back in my head
before I answered him.  "Oh yeah! Oh fucking yeah!"

He was still holding my face in his hands and biting down
lightly on my chin.  "Doin it the way you want?"  His hips
are doing all the work constantly rotating to slide that
huge dick in and out of me.

"Oh fuck yeah!"

He grunts.  "Love watchin your face when I fuck ya.  Fuckin
love you!"

He cums in me with a loud, "Oh, oh, oh!"but barely stops and
then fucks me again with the intensity of an animal until he
cums again and then brings me off too, it's wild and
draining.

Later he walks naked into the bathroom the muscles in his
hard ass and legs rippling.  He says that he loves my ass
but he's got a fantastic one himself.  He comes back with a
warm wet washcloth and a dry fluffy towel, his cock is still
puffy and heavy looking swinging slowly back and forth over
big low hanging balls.  He won't let me help while he cleans
the lube and sweat off of me.  It makes me feel like a
little kid and I love it.

He climbs slowly into bed and I know that he's beat.  It's
been a long day filled with a lot of things he's not all
that familiar with and he's been worried about me.

He lies on his back and pulls me over so that my head is on
his left shoulder and his arm is around me.  He kisses my
forehead and we're both asleep before we have a chance to
speak.


Larry is up at the crack of dawn and is out foraging in
Emma's kitchen by the time I wake up.  He comes back with a
overloaded tray, which he sets on a table and then comes
over and climbs into bed with me.

He rolls against me and rests his left arm on my chest while
his right curls protectively around on top of my head.

"The chef just got here and he gave me some coffee cake too.
I told him we'd probably skip breakfast cause of brunch.  He
told me growing boys need food."

Larry reached under the covers and wrapped his fingers
around my cock and grinned.  "You a growing boy?"

I nod yes and say, "Growing boys also need cock."  I pull
him over on top of me so that all his weight is pressing
down on me.  It makes me feel safe and horny.  Actually it's
pretty amazing how much Larry turns me on and it just keeps
getting worse or better depending on how you look at it.  I
wrap my legs around his thighs.

He lightly bites my earlobe and whispers with a smile in his
voice.  "You sure make me hot.  How come you're sooo able to
do that?"

I pull his head down and suck gently on his lower lip and
then whisper, "Gotta be the love thing."

He pushes free of my arms and scoots down my body until my
hard cock is in his mouth.  He pulls off for a second and
says, "I owe ya one from last night," and goes back to
sucking and gulping down my precum.  When he moves on to
sucking my balls and playing with my asshole I'm pretty sure
we've gone from paying off to fucking Alex, which is fine by
me.  I'm a total slut for Larry.

As his finger works my butt his eyes start getting this
frantic to fuck look and pretty soon he's wrestling with
opening his pants and pushing them down while never taking
his finger outta my butt.  When his pants and boxers are
bunched up around his knees he pushes my ass up and starts
to lap at it greedily with his tongue and then stab at it
trying to push his tongue into me.

Finally, holding me behind the knees he lets my butt slowly
drop and I impale myself on his leaking cock.  The initial
resistance is painful but then it pops thru and slides home
giving me the most incredible feelings of total possession
and fullness.  I never thought that I come to love getting
fucked as much as I do.  He's trained me well, although I
doubt that he thought of it that way.

I wrap my legs around his waist as he fucks me and sucks on
my tongue at the same time.  He's still fully dressed and
I'm totally naked and that in itself is kind of a turn on
but I'm not sure why.  In this position there's nothing that
I can do to help and I'm left to hang onto his broad
shoulders and trade spit with him as he pounds his fat cock
down mercilessly into my butt.

He pulls his lips off of mine as he begins to slowly move
his cock in a circular motion inside of me and I whimper
with joy from the pure pleasure it gives me and when I open
my eyes he's like, "Oh fuck I'm cumming!"  I feel him
spurting his load deep inside of me and I shove my hand
between us and start twisting the head of my cock.  It takes
only a few seconds before I'm pumping my load out between us
soaking his clean shirt and coating my chest with hot cum.



Even going only four blocks with Emma is a production.  If
it had been just Larry and me we coulda walked it in like no
time at all just like we did the other day but with Emma,
well, she's kinda frail and so we took her car.

The weather in Washington was on the warm side, I was like
dying, but Emma was still bundled up.

"You boys have no way of knowing this yet but when you get
to be old nothing works like it used to and especially your
heating system.  I'm just always cold."

She had one security guy in the front seat and more were
strung out along the way the condo.  She seemed to be
oblivious to them but then there were a lot of things in her
world that had been part of her life for so long that she
didn't seem to notice.

I was way past resenting security and was just glad that
they were there and all that security reminded me that David
had said he was going to change the security at the house
and I wondered what he had done.  I was also anxious to hear
more about Gerhardt Mueller and what kind of surprise that
he might have waiting for me a few months from now.

David and Mark both came downstairs to escort us up to the
condo.  Well, actually they probably came down for Emma, not
that they didn't care about us but I'm sure they knew that
Larry and I didn't need the escort.

I thought that going back to the condo with Larry might feel
odd but having Emma with us gave everything a different
feel.  David obviously had the brunch catered because the
waiter's tunic had the name Aquarelle on which I was pretty
sure was a restaurant at the Watergate hotel.  The food was
fantastic and actually Emma seemed more at ease there than
she did at home, she laughed and even told a joke.  She
seemed younger and it was almost like I could see what she
was like when Monty was still alive.

Around 1:00 we all walked her down to her car took our
luggage out of the trunk to put in Mark's car and then saw
Emma off.  David had mentioned the possibility of a trip to
Europe for Larry and me and we had to promise Emma that we'd
stop off in Washington on the way.

Back upstairs David steered Larry into the living room with
Mark to watch a soccer match on TV and I went with David
into the study.

In the study I plopped down on the couch and David kicked
off his shoes got some papers from his desk and then came
over and kissed me on the forehead.

He stared into my eyes with those amazing eyes and then
touched the side of my face with his fingers.  David doesn't
normally get emotional but he does have his moments.  He
said almost in a whisper, "You've had a pretty rough time
the last few months."  He shook his head.  "A big part of me
wants to take you home to Milwaukee and put a high fence
around the property."  I could see his eyes tearing up.

I took his hand and pulled him down next to me on the couch.
I said softly, "Dad."

He waved his hand.  "I know, I know.  It would be the worst
thing for you not to mention that you'd never do it."  He
looked like he was going to start talking about one of the
papers in his hand but then he said, "But you know you can
don't you...come home that is.  I mean with Larry, the both
of you.  I know that you're making your own home....but you
need to know....well actually I guess it's more like I need
to tell you...that...you can always come home."  He grinned
and turned back to the papers.  "That's an offer that never
expires by the way."

I leaned over and kissed his temple.  "Thanks, Dad."

He leaned back on the couch and then glanced at the papers.

"Ah...well, first of all, Ben.  I talked to the head of the
trust department and he assured me that they could invoke
the emergency clause.  I probably shouldn't tell you this
but I'm going to anyway.  I had an investigator get some
pictures of Ben since we talked and while it's terrible for
the boy that his dad was doing that to him a couple of weeks
ago we at least were able to get solid evidence.  Alex, I
just really can't give you specifics but I'm sure if Ben is
as good a friend as you said he'll tell you himself.  But
the problem is solved...theoretically.  The spoiler here
could be that Ben has to stay away from him.  Nobody can
force him to do that.  Maybe you and Larry can talk to him
and reinforce that?"

I said, "We will, Dad."

Okay security.  When I first time I saw that property I was
concerned that once someone got up on the top of the hill or
plateau or whatever it is that they couldn't be seen from
the road.  In one way that's good because people don't see
you and out of sight is out of mind but the trick is also
keeping bad guys from getting up there.

The answer to that, according to the security people is a
gate and a partial fence.  The only way up there unless
you're a climber is the driveway and I think that that's
been taken care of now.  Marie will be picking you up at the
airport and she can explain it to you.  But I think what
we've done solves the problem.

"All right, the one you've been waiting for, Gerhardt."  He
sighed.  "Gerhardt was your dad's best friend and actually,
when your dad was ill I asked him why he didn't ask Gerhardt
to adopt you.  I mean it was logical, at least to me,
Gerhardt was in Europe.  But your dad said that he didn't
want to do that because Gerhardt already had four children
and he didn't want you competing under those circumstances."

David looked up and me and smiled.  "I'm not complaining
mind you.  I can't imagine life without you."

Anyway, back to Gerhardt, and by the way this is all a guess
but Gerhardt and I have been friends for a long time so it's
an educated one.  Helmut introduced us and since then we've
done a lot of business together.  So I was curious about why
Gerhardt never mention this "business" before and the only
reason that I can come up with is that he wasn't allowed to.
And the only thing that could restrict him like that is
another will."

I was confused.  "Whadya mean another will?"

"Well, as you know, your dad left about six million dollars
and it was all in cash and formed the foundation of your
trust.  I thought that amount was odd at the time for a
couple of reasons.  First off your dad was one of the most
brilliant businessmen that I've ever known and he had an
incredible sixth sense for the markets.  There should have
been more money.  Then there was the form of the estate, all
cash, no securities, no real estate."  David stretched out
his legs and absentmindedly reached over and took my hand.

 "At the time I chalked it up to Helmut converting
everything to cash when he knew what was happening.  But
now...now I think that there is a least the possibility that
he left another will, another estate and that Gerhardt
administers it.  It's the only thing that I can think of
that fits the facts."

It came out of my mouth about the same time I was realizing
how stupid it was.  "What the hell would I do with more
money?"

David looked at me over his glasses and said, "Preserve it.
Assuming it exists at all."

When David and I walked into the living room Mark and Larry
were telling each other jokes.  I thought, "Oh god!  They've
bonded!"  And actually they had, more or less.  In a way
they were a lot alike and I really wanted them to like each
other.

Mark drove us all to the airport; if David had done it it
would have been a four hour trip because he never goes over
like thirty.

The plane we pulled up to wasn't Emma's but David's and
while the crew were stowing our bags we were all hugging one
another.

I joked with David because he was still in an emotional
mood.  "Dad, when you get your plane back you'll have proof
that it can fly west of Milwaukee so you'll know that it is
possible for you to visit us."  He grinned and promised that
he would.

And then we were gone.

When we got to altitude I got up from the sofa and went over
to David's desk and got one of his yellow legal pads that
seemed to be everywhere.  I was drawing a map of our
property.  Larry pulled me over so that my legs came up on
the sofa and my head lay in his lap.  I was holding the pad
up and drawing on it when he kissed me.

I kissed him back and smiled up into his eyes.  "Did you
really get along with Mark or were you just being nice?"

His hands smoothed my hair and traced my lips.  "Actually we
got along.  I guess we were both working harder at it but we
did get along."  He bent his head and kissed me again.  "He
told me all kinds of shit about you when you were a little
kid."

I groaned but Larry said, "No, no, it wasn't embarrassing
stuff, it was cute stuff.  Stuff that you and he used to do
together.  It made me feel better.  I could see how much he
loved you.  For the kinda guy he is he's pretty open about
stuff like that.  My dad would never talk like that."

I said, "Mark likes you.  He told me he did and he's not the
kind of person who'd say that unless he meant it."

"I'm surprised, I kinda yelled at him the other night.  But
it doesn't seem to have bothered him."

I laughed.  "That's what he liked."  I tapped my pencil on
the pad.  "Okay but enough of that.  I need to know what you
think of this.  That Nels guy tells me that I gotta start
running and I was thinking that we could extent that riding
path.  You know the one that we were on with Bob?  We could
extend that around to the other side of the property and
make it one big loop.  I figure if we kinda wind it around
it'd be like two miles.  We could use it either for riding
horses or running.  So whadya think?"

Larry bent his head and kissed me again.  "Whatever you
want, Babe."