Date: Sat, 12 Jul 2008 13:42:43 +0000
From: hankster1430@bellsouth.net
Subject: David and Jonathan Chapter 5

David and Jonathan
Chapter Five

As they grew a little older, the three way sex play between Robbie and the
twins occurred less and less.  Robbie's interests turned to after school
sports, and his available time lessened.  Later on, his interests also
turned to girls and he seemed less anxious to have sleep overs.  That is
not to say that the three boys did not remain close pals.  They still went
to the movies together every Saturday afternoon, and enjoyed outings
together with their parents, but the sexual activity of their earlier years
stopped by the time Robbie had his thirteenth birthday.  It was obvious
that their sexual preferences were taking different routes.

On the other hand the twins became more and more sexually active as a
couple.  By the time they were thirteen, they were rimming, fucking and
sucking each other.  Even if they didn't `go all the way' they always slept
in the same bed (after they shut their door for the night) and would fall
asleep cuddling and fondling each other.  They would wake up in the morning
hugging each other, with their morning woodies grinding against each other.

In these pre-teen years of growing awareness, something troubled them.
Their mother had been dead as long as they had been alive, yet they had
never known their father to show any interest in another woman.  As far as
they knew, he never dated and he never brought any one home for sex.  His
time outside of the office was spent either at business meetings at Uncle
Steve's, or working out at the gym with Uncle Juan. On their thirteenth
birthday they learned the answer to their father's behavior, or lack of it,
if you will.  They witnessed one thing that night and another event a few
days later.

On the day of their thirteenth birthday, Mindy made a small birthday party
for the boys.  The only guests were Robbie and a few friends from school.
Clay, Steve and Juan all needed to work.  As the party wound down and the
guests all headed for home, it began to snow.  It was nothing like the
blizzard the night they were born, but a minimum of six inches was
expected.  It was only snowing slightly when Clay came home.  Steve was
with him.  He wanted to wish the twins a happy birthday so it had been
planned that he would have dinner at Clay's house that night.

Mindy made the twins' favorite meal, beef stew.  Everyone ate with relish
and everyone had seconds.  For dessert they finished off the birthday cake
and sang "Happy Birthday' once again for the boys.

By the time Steve was ready to go home, it was snowing heavily, and the
streets were treacherous.  There was little chance he could get a taxi so
he decided to stay over in the guest room.

Mindy told the twins to get showered and into bed.  Of course they
objected, explaining that there was no school tomorrow or Friday because of
a teacher conference.  Mindy would have none of this logic and so off they
went.  After they showered they came down stairs in their jockey's and
kissed the adults good night.  Once in their bedroom, they shut the door,
stripped, got into bed and proceeded to do their foreplay, which usually
consisted of a game of sixty-nine.  When they were good and hard, they
would lube their cocks with each other's saliva and fuck each other in
turn, but not before sensuously rimming each other's newly showered, sweet
smelling ass holes.  They learned all this from desire and what comes
naturally.  They had not had any instructions, nor had they ever seen a
porn tape like their father did at about their age. When they were finished
giving each other maximum pleasure, they consumed as much of their cum as
they could so there was very little mess.  They wrapped themselves in one
another's arms, always with their cocks jammed together, and fell asleep.

On this night Jon woke up about midnight.  He had to pee badly.  He got out
of bed and didn't bother to put on his jockey's as he figured everyone
would be asleep.  He opened his bedroom door as slowly and as quietly as he
could so as not to disturb David.  When it was open just enough to see down
the hall, he stopped doing what he was doing and froze in place.  Uncle
Steve was just coming out of the guest room in his birthday suit, sporting
a gigantic boner.  He closed his door but didn't secure it tightly as if he
was trying not to make any noise.  Jon thought his uncle was going to the
bathroom, but instead he opened Clay's door and slipped in.  Again, he
closed the door, but did not secure it, and after he went into the room the
door widened another couple of inches all by itself.

Jon stood frozen, not moving for at least five minutes, but man he had to
pee.  Finally he crept into the bathroom as quietly as he could.  He did
not turn on any lights and peed sitting down so there was no tinkling of
pee in the commode.  He didn't flush either.  In short, he was as quiet as
possible.  When he left the bathroom he distinctly heard a soft murmur, a
moan if you will.  It sounded like his dad.  He knew that sound well.  It
was the sound he and David made when in the throes of passion.  His
instincts told him to go back to bed, but curiosity prevailed.  Stealthily
he approached his father's room, and was pleased to see that the door was
ajar.  Cautiously he peeked in.

Just outside Clay's window there was a street lamp.  Earlier that evening
Clay had been standing at his window with the curtain open.  He was
mesmerized by the falling snow and the quiet beauty it created on the
street.  He knew the beauty of the newly fallen snow would change to muck
and slush in the morning, but it was an awesome sight at the moment.  Steve
came in and his reverie was interrupted.  He never drew the curtain, and
now Jon could see into a well lamp lit room.  What he saw, shocked him, but
at the same time made him so horny his almost man cock stood at attention.
Dad was laying spread eagle on his back and Uncle Steve had his head buried
in Clay's crotch.  Clay was writhing and moaning ecstatically.

Jon was frozen in place, unable to move.  He was stroking his cock as he
watched.  Uncle Steve began to turn his body into a sixty-nine position,
and the two men engorged each other's cocks in their mouths.  Jon could
feel an orgasm approaching and he forced himself to stop stroking.  He
watched as Clay and Steve disentangled from one another.  Clay opened the
top drawer of his nightstand and removed a tube of lube.  He handed it to
Steve who then went down on Clay's ass forcing his tongue in as far as it
would go. Clay groaned and moaned, writhed and wiggled.  At last Steve
generously lubed Clay's ass and then his own cock.  Clay brought his legs
to his chest as Steve placed his cock on Clay's slimy crack and entered in
one stroke.  Jon heard his father say softly to Steve, "Don't move for a
minute my love.  Let me enjoy this for a while."

Steve leaned over and found Clay's mouth with his lips and Clay's nipples
with his fingers.  That did it.  Clay could wait no longer.  "Fuck me,
babe," he begged. "Fuck me hard and for a long time."

They began a dance of love.  As Steve stroked down, Clay pushed up.  The
action of Steve's cock against Clay's prostate brought Clay to orgasm much
too soon.  His cum squished between them as Steve continued to stroke
harder and harder.  Conscious of their surroundings they both muffled their
orgasmic howls as best they could.  When they were finished they lay in a
heap on the bed, kissing each other and groping each other's love tools.

At last Jon was able to move.  He crept back into his bedroom and carefully
closed the door.  So as not to disturb his brother he got into his own bed.
His boner would not go away so he took care of it.  It still would not go
away and he took care of it again.  He feared that he would have a
perpetual hard on from what he just witnessed.

The next two days the school was closed for a teachers' conference as the
boys had said.  They stayed in bed late and Mindy did not disturb them.
Steve and Clay had already left for work.

When David awoke, and saw that Jon was not in bed with him, he looked over
at Jon's bed.  Jon was wide awake, staring at the ceiling.  He had no
underwear on and his pecker was stretching toward the ceiling.

"Why aren't you in bed with me?" David wanted to know.

Jon turned toward his brother and said, "Take a shower with me and I'll
tell you all about it."

When they got into the bathroom, Jon carefully closed the door in case
Mindy came upstairs.  The two boys crossed swords and brushed their teeth.
David got the water temperature just right for their shower and they got
in.  Jon was still as hard as a rock.  David asked, "What's with you today?
Are you that horny?"  Jon didn't answer.  He just got down on his knees and
took David's cock fully into his hungry mouth.  It was the hottest blow job
either had given each other up to that point and David had to hold on to
the spigots to keep from fainting and falling.

"Wow," David sighed.  "That was great, but I think you have something to
tell me."

"Back in our room," Jon promised he would tell all.

Jon made sure the door was closed.  As they dressed, he began his narrative
in great detail.  Now David's rod was standing at a right angle.  It needed
attention so Jon took care of his brother's needs once again.  When they
were recovered and dressed they left the room to go downstairs for
breakfast.  They could smell the aroma of bacon coming from the kitchen.
Before they went downstairs, Jon said, "Just a sec.  I want to check out
something in Dad's room."

They entered Clay's room and Jon headed for the night stand.  He opened the
top drawer and there was the lube.  "What's that?" David asked.

"I'm not sure but Uncle Steve put some up Dad's ass and rubbed it on his
cock before he fucked Dad.  He slipped in so easily.  I'd sure like to try
that."  He recorded the brand name in his memory bank, and then for no
apparent reason he opened the bottom drawer and inside there were several
magazines and video tapes.

The boys looked at the magazines and were delighted to find picture after
picture of young male nudes.  In some pictures the models were simulating
sex acts but mostly they were just posing.  The jackets on the tapes were
enough to make both boys get hard again.

"Let's get back here after breakfast," David said.  We have all day till
Dad gets home to see what's on the tapes."

After breakfast Mindy inadvertently cooperated with the twins by informing
them that she had errands to run this morning and that she had a meeting at
her church in the afternoon.  She said she would be home in plenty of time
to make dinner for them.  She also said that their father would be home
very late because he had a business meeting with Uncle Steve this evening.
She admonished them to behave while she was gone.  The boys couldn't wait
for her to leave.  The cleaning lady did not come on Thursdays and they
would have the whole day alone to explore their father's cache.  And more
luck, the school ice hockey team had an away game today.  Robbie was on the
team so even he wouldn't drop in on them unexpectedly.

They locked the front door when Mindy left and sprinted up the stairs.
First they flipped through the magazines, but it wasn't long before they
tired of looking at limp and semi hard cocks.  They turned toward the tapes
and examined the pictures and the titles.  Coincidentally they chose one
entitled, `Teens Unleashed.'  It was the first porno Clay and Steve had
ever seen, and when Clay saw it in a video store one day, he just had to
buy it.

They loaded the tape on the VCR in their bedroom.  Just like what happened
years ago with Clay, Steve and Harry they got a very liberal education.
They saw things they would never have thought of and vowed to try
everything they saw.  In minutes they were naked and trying to emulate
everything they saw on the tube.  Their sexual appetites seemed to be
unquenchable.  They came over and over again.  After they had viewed four
of the tapes, they checked the time and figured they better get everything
back to where it was.  They also needed to shower again, which they did to
yet another orgasm.

When Mindy returned she found them downstairs in the play room watching
`Pirates of the Caribbean.'  They looked like little cherubs.

The second event occurred on the following Tuesday.  The boys decided to
surprise their father.  They wanted to show up unannounced at his office,
and make him take them out to dinner.  As hard as it was facing their
father and Uncle Steve after the first incident, they managed to remain
silent.

They took a cab from school and rode the thirty or so streets to downtown
Manhattan.  When they got to the office, the staff all made a fuss about
how fast they were growing and how handsome they were.  Amy greeted them
with sloppy kisses and told them that Clay had left early and gone to
Crystal's gym.  The boys had been to the gym often because Uncle Juan owned
it, and they thought that their father and Uncle Steve had an investment in
it.  They thanked Amy and went to the gym.

Déjà vu!  The staff knew them here too and made another fuss.  Jamie at the
front desk made no attempt to hide his amorous leers at the twins.


"Your father is getting a massage," he informed them, and then pointed the
way to the massage room.  The massage room was by design located at the
rear of the gym, past the workout equipment, the showers and the sauna.
Because of it's location there was no need for anyone using the other
facilities to go anywhere near it.  As a result Juan often forgot to lock
the door or even to close it.  A massage with sexual release had never been
disturbed since the investors had installed the room.

David was a couple of paces ahead of Jonathan.  When he approached the room
and saw that the door was open, he thought nothing of it.  He was taught
never to enter a room noisily for fear of shocking the occupants so he
approached quietly, peered in and turned on his heels.  He stopped Jon's
forward movement and put a finger to his lips urging silence.

The two boys peered in from an angle and were certain they could not be
seen.  Clay was lying on his stomach totally naked and Juan, also naked as
the day he was born, was kneading Clay's entire body from the toes up.
Every once in a while he stopped and applied fresh ointment.  Clay was
purring in pleasure.  Every so often Juan lifted Clay's buttocks and
massaged his cock with the ointment.  The boys could see that their father
had a really hard erection.  There had been times over the years,
especially when thy were young, that they had barged into Clay's room early
in the morning to find him just going to the bathroom after getting out of
bed, and his prick was solid and hard, but that had not been sensual.  This
was really a turn on and both boys were tenting their pants badly.

After a bit, Juan put more ointment in the palms of his hand and began to
lubricate Clay's ass hole.  He reached in deep and Clay moaned in obvious
pleasure.  Then Juan rubbed ointment all over his short stubby cock.  He
mounted Clay and began to penetrate him.

Clay moaned, "Oh baby, do you know what you are doing to me?"  The boys
watched until Clay and Juan could contain themselves no longer and they
came almost simultaneously to loud and unstifled screams.

David stood transfixed, but Jon realized that it was time to go.  He
grabbed David's hand and dragged him back to the lobby.  There they had a
conference.  Should they go home or wait for Dad in the lobby?  They could
pretend that they had been there all the time waiting for him.  They opted
to wait.  First of all they wanted to go out to dinner.  They had already
informed Mindy not to prepare anything.  Second of all, their father was
one hot guy.  Wherever they went he was ogled by men as well as women, and
the boys enjoyed the attention.  They weren't even aware that they were
beginning to get the same attention.


Jon began to laugh. "Goddamn," he said.  "Dad's as gay as we are.!!!!!"

They were still giggling when Clay came out to the lobby with intentions of
going home.  "What are you dudes doing here, and what's so funny?" he asked
when he saw them.

Jonathan answered for both of them.  "We gave Mindy the evening off and
you're taking us out to one of New York's finest restaurants for dinner.
That's what's so funny"

Clay laughed and embraced both his boys.  As he did so he could swear they
both had woodies.  He guessed that at thirteen he had walked around
perpetually hard also, and he smiled to himself.

To be continued...