Date: Tue, 24 Jul 2012 17:29:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: Henry Brooks <hankster1430@bellsouth.net>
Subject: Boca Raton Academy Ch. 14

Boca Raton Academy
Chapter Fourteen

After receiving their doctorates, Stu and Marnie were both awarded research
grants and faculty positions in New York.  Marnie went to Columbia and Stu
went to Fordham.

Margaret and Anthony begged them to move into their huge mansion.  Now that
Philip lived most of the year in Boca Raton, and they lived in Palm Beach
for the summer, the house was way too big.  Philip spent his summers
between his apartment at The Academy, his home in Palm Beach, and his home
in New York.  At first Stu and Marnie did not think it was a good idea.
They had a fifteen month old baby boy, and they felt they needed privacy,
but reason prevailed.  Stu and Anthony ran the business from this house.
It was certainly big enough, and there was plenty of room if Stu's
California family, and Marnie's Boston family, cared to visit.  In this day
and age, a house like this one would cost a bloody fortune.  Stu had the
money to buy a nice house or an apartment in New York, but it would be a
crime to waste it.  He decided he'd rather finance his sibling's
educations, and give to charity and scholarship funds.  In fact he started
 another scholarship fund at The Academy.  In the end they took up
residency in The Bonchance mansion.

Carla was admitted to Parson School of Design and was living in the mansion
also, along with the staff and a nanny.  Carl was now a sophomore living in
the dorms at Harvard.  Marnie's parents had taken him under their wings,
and he was invited to all holiday dinners and family events.  He was dating
a few local girls, but none had rung his bell yet.  For the time being, he
preferred to drive to New York after his last class on Friday, and join
Anthony and Stu for boys' night out.  Philip was usually in Florida, and
could rarely join them except on school holidays.  Carl had a thing for
Mike but Mike was in his last year at The Academy, and also rarely attended
Friday meetings.

At The Academy, Philip was enjoying a multitude of male bodies.  Try as
hard as he could, The Head could not suppress his jealousy.  He was ready
to settle down now that he was in his late forties.  Philip was still busy
fucking his students, their fathers and some faculty members.  Of course,
The Head still got most of Philip's attention, particularly when they were
working together.

Unfortunately, Philip had concluded many years ago that Stu was the only
person in the world he would ever settle down with.  Whether he was aware
of it on a conscious level or not, Stu was his soul mate and his one true
love.  But Stu was married, and a father to boot.  He could have him on
Friday nights if he lived in New York, but he didn't.  He began to think
that he should seek a teaching position in New York so he could be closer
to Stu.  He didn't need a lot of money.  Whatever they paid him would be
enough.  He was wealthy after all.  He started to send his
résumé to New York City Colleges, and got very negative
responses.  As a result, he began to send his résumé to
Manhattan high schools.  He only got one response, and it was from a boys'
preparatory school.  He called the HR department and arranged an interview
during Thanksgiving break.  His parents would already be in Palm Beach, but
Stu would be at home and Carl would
 come in for the holiday.  He and Carla were going to LA for Christmas, but
would be in New York for Thanksgiving.  He got excited at the prospect of
sleeping with his two brothers.

Fate conspired in Philip's favor.  Marnie's family was adamant that they
join them in Boston for the Holiday, since Margaret and Anthony were in
Palm Beach.  Stu encouraged her to go with their son, Alan, who was named
after Stu's birth father.  He said that he could not join her because he
had too much work to do for Bonchance Enterprises.  That was true, but his
real motive was to be home with his two brothers.  He encouraged Marnie to
invite Carla also, since there would be no real celebration of the holiday
at home.  Carla was delighted, and when Stu picked Philip up at the
airport, he told him that the three men would be alone together for nearly
a week.  Philip sighed and just smiled at his brother.

Minutes after they got home, Carl drove in from Boston.  There was a group
hug among the boys, and they retired to the dining room where Jennie had
prepared a scrumptious dinner.  Stu gave the staff several days off for the
holiday, and they would be leaving after dinner.

Jennie was in no hurry to leave.  She cleaned every last pot and dish and
made sure the kitchen could pass captain's inspection before she would
leave, but finally she did.

"Well how's the sex at Harvard?" Philip asked.  "Is it as good as when Stu
and I went there?"

"I'll tell you, and you can compare.  I've been getting into a few panties,
but the girls just don't push my heart strings.  Besides I can't stand the
odor of pussy even when they are perfectly clean.  The problem is that I
have only been with two guys and they don't do it for me either."

"Well," Philip said, "my experience was certainly different.  I never
fucked a guy, who didn't push all my buttons, and Stu met Marnie early on.
That was it for him, except for an occasional sojourn with me.  This
reminds me, guys, I came home to be with you two squirts.  Why are we
wasting so much time?"

They smiled at each other and bounded up the stairs to Stu's bedroom.  He
shared it with Marnie, and he had a huge king size bed.  They showered
together, and played with each others' cocks.  They sucked each other, and
fucked using soap as a lubricant.  When they finally got into bed, they
needed to just lie there to recover.  They hugged and kissed each other and
told each other how much they loved one another.  They had intended to fuck
some more, but they all fell asleep and slept until morning.

The next morning was the morning before Thanksgiving.  Stu had made
reservations at their city club for Thanksgiving dinner.  The club was only
open for lunch and dinner, so they decided to have breakfast this morning
at The Plaza.  They were just sitting down, when Carl saw Franklin Robbins
enter with his family.  Michael had flown up for the holiday also, but he
must have been on a different flight.  Frank spotted Philip and came over
to say hello.

Frank introduced his wife, Harriet, their daughter Staci and their son
Michael, as if Stu and Carl had never met Michael.  Everyone was aware that
Michael was Philip's student.

"Where are Margaret and Anthony?" Frank asked.

"In Palm Beach I'm afraid.  Our Thanksgiving dinner will be at The Club,
but at least we brothers will be together."

The Robbins said goodbye and were seated at a nearby table.  Halfway
through breakfast, Frank came to their table.  He handed Carl a piece of
paper, and whispered.  "It's Michael's telephone number.  Please call him."
Then in a louder voice he invited the men to dinner at his house.

"It will just be my family and you three.  My wife and daughter will be out
shopping on Friday, perhaps we can all get together again then," Frank
suggested.

"Sounds like a plan," Stu said.  Just then Michael came over to their
table.  "Hey Carl.  I'm going ice skating this afternoon.  How would you
like to join me?"

Carl looked at his older brothers, who nodded.

"Great! Come home with us after breakfast."

Philip was overjoyed.  He would be alone with Stu all afternoon.

When Carl got to The Robbins home, Michael said, "Let's go up to my room
and see if any of my skates fit you.  If not, we can rent you a pair.  The
boys bounded up the stairs, and Michael locked his bedroom door.  They
embraced and started to kiss passionately.

"Are you coming to the father/son club tomorrow?" Michael asked.

"I don't know.  My brothers and I are enjoying our own little club, and we
haven't discussed it."

"Please convince them to come, but in the meantime I can't wait."  Michael
started to undress and Carl followed suit.  They indulged in much foreplay,
kissing and fondling.  Each of them seemed to know what turned the other
one on.  It wasn't until Carl was cumming in Michael's mouth that he
realized that Michael had pushed all the right buttons.  Carl and Michael
were falling in love.

"You know," Carl said as they shared a cab to Rockefeller Center, "it would
be great if you applied to Harvard next year.'

"I already have."

As soon as they got home, Stu and Philip rushed to Philip's bedroom.  In
seconds they were making love passionately.  There were no restrictions
between them.  They rimmed, fucked, and sucked in bed.  In the shower they
played water games and peed in each other's mouths.  These were things they
only did together, and never with anyone else.

After play time, they lay in bed cuddled up together, and Philip said,
"Stu, I can't live without you.  I've decided that I'm moving back to New
York."

"No," Stu said forcefully.  I won't let you."

Philip was shocked.  "What are you saying?  Why not?"

"Look Phil, the time I spend with you, the time I spend with Dad, and even
with Carl, is precious to me.  But it's part time love.  Dad has Mom, and I
have Marnie.  My sincerest wish for you and Carl is that you find someone
also.  I don't care if it's a guy or a girl so long as it's full time.  We
can still love each other at every opportunity, but I love you too much to
give you a small part of me.  I pray that there is someone out there who
will give you 100%.  You aren't always going to be young, handsome and
eternally virile.  I pray you will find a lifetime companion, and soon."

Stu's words hit Philip like a ramrod between his eyes.  Of course Stu was
right.  The physical love he could share with his family would, by
necessity, always be part time, even though the emotional love was eternal.
He gave those words a lot of thought.  Stu and Carl had to talk him into
going to the father/son club the next day.  He wasn't blind, and he could
tell that there was more going on between Michael and Carl, than pure sex.
They refused to be separated for father/son hour.

"Anthony isn't here," Carl correctly observed, "so let me stay with Michael
and Frank."  Frank smiled, and agreed.  It was obvious to everyone what was
happening and they were all pleased.

Philip found himself obliged to cancel his interview at the private school.
On the flight back to Palm Beach, Philip was pleased to see that Michael
was on the same flight.  They were both in first class, and prevailed upon
a nice old lady sitting next to Philip to trade seats with Michael.

"My car is at the airport so you can drive back with me," Philip told
Michael.

"I'm glad, sir," Michael said.

"You don't have to call me sir unless we are on campus, or I am heading up
a field trip," Philip said.

"I know, but the minute we got on this plane I felt like we were back in
school."

"Why did you say that you were glad that I was driving you back to school?"

"I'm pretty sure that we are going to be brothers some day, Philip.  Carl
and I... Carl and I, I think we are falling in love.  We've already made
plans to room together on or off campus next year.  And we are both
interested in majoring in the sciences like Stu.  I know we are young, and
I'm sure you think we are too young, but we want to spend our lives
together."

"I think that's wonderful, Michael.  I don't think you are too young."
Philip was full of things to think about.  Carl's words came back to him.
Stu and his father had loving companions, full time.  Now Carl was about to
embark on life with his companion and partner.  Here he was, still in his
twenties, but envying everyone he loved.  He couldn't speak anymore, and
pretended to doze off.

His thoughts went to Jeremy.  Nobody outside of his family loved him more
than The Head.  Suddenly Philip had an epiphany.  He realized that when he
and Jeremy made love, it was so different than with the boys, or the staff,
or even the mature fathers.  He and Jeremy made love with sensuality and
passion.  He knew that Jeremy loved him.  Could it be that he loved Jeremy?

As they were getting their carry on bags out of the overhead bin, Michael
asked, "Can I have first dibs for tonight, sir?"

"I'm really sorry, Michael, but I'll be busy tonight."

Michael looked pretty disappointed.  "Maybe tomorrow?" he asked.

"We'll see."

Philip dropped Michael off at his dorm, parked his car in its assigned
space, and headed to Jeremy's office.  He found The Head pouring over some
budget sheets.  Jeremy's eyes lit up when he saw Philip.

"Did you have a nice holiday?" Jeremy asked.

"Yes, very nice.  I spent it trying to line up a teaching job in New York."

Jeremy looked like he had just been crushed under a truck.

"When will you be leaving us?"

"Who said anything about leaving?"

"But you said..."

"I said I was trying to get a job.  I wasn't successful.  Besides how could
I ever leave you again?  Once was enough."

Jeremy was completely confused.  He couldn't fathom what Philip was saying.
"What are you saying, Assistant Head Master?" he asked.

"I'm saying that I realize that I love you.  I want to be with you.  I
couldn't take another job if it was offered to me."

Jeremy's eyes started to tear.  He grabbed Philip and started to kiss him
so that he wouldn't see how wet his eyes were.

"If you still want to settle down with me," Philip said, "I do have one
condition.  I'm all yours, heart and soul, but not my body.  Jeremy I can't
promise you fidelity."

"That's a relief, you big jerk.  Neither can I."


The End