Date: Mon, 09 Apr 2001 20:04:26 -0400
From: Jon  Bennett <stonewolf@angelfire.com>
Subject: Jonathan-Early Years One

Hi All:

Ever since I finished the Nick and Jonathan saga, I have been bombarded
with requests for more about them. Well... after much thought I have decided
that the series is over for good. However, one of the requests was to hear
about Jonathan before he met Nick. I will be writing a few stories now and
then, in no particular order about the years before he met Nick.  Some of
the characters from that series will appear.  This particular story takes
place about two years before Jonathan met Nick.

For those of you who haven't read that series, check it out in the
relationships section of nifty or my web site. It will let this story make
a bit more sense.

Comments as always...
stonewolf@angelfire.com      www.stormloader.com/articwolf

Jonathan-The Early Years
Chapter One:

Jonathan looked up from his desk as Brandon walked into his office.  In the
three years since he had hired him, Jonathan had come to find him almost
irreplaceable. Brandon was almost psychic when it came to knowing the in's
and out's of what Jonathan needed.

"What's up?" asked Jonathan as he finished signing off on the day's
paperwork

"Time to move boss" said Brandon. "The Gulfstream is waiting at the
airport. You are supposed to be having dinner in Boston tonight remember?"

"Yeah" said Jonathan standing up, stretching, and grabbing his suit
jacket. "You coming up to Boston?"

"I was planning on it" said Brandon. "Also, Ian asked if he could have
about an hour of your time in the next day. He said it was very important"

Ian Wainwright was Jonathan's Chief Financial Officer for Stonewolf
Enterprises. Originally he had been the financial advisor Jonathan had
hired after much research. Ian had made him a large fortune. In fact in the
four years that he had been his advisor he had taken the original five
hundred million dollars and turned it into close to three billion.
Jonathan had offered him the position of CFO for Stonewolf Enterprises and
he had accepted.

"Did he say what he wanted?" asked Joanthan as they left his office. Danny
and Chris, his bodyguards, picked him up in the outer office and fell into
position around him.  Jonathan nodded his acknowledgement of them.

"No, only that it was important and that sooner was better" said Brandon.

"OK, call him, tell him to get his ass out to the airport" said
Jonathan. "He can fly up to Boston with us then fly commercial back or stay
over if he wants."

Brandon flipped out his cell phone to call him.  Jonathan looked over at
Danny. "You know we're going to Boston right?"

"Of course" said Danny. "I know all"

"Smart ass" said Jonathan. "You gonna rag on me if I pick someone up
tonight?"

"Jonathan" said Danny as they got into the elevator. "I never rag on you. I
was hired to see that you stay in one piece, don't get kidnapped or
anything else"

"Gilded cages" said Jonathan.

"Ian is on his way."  said Brandon.

Jonathan nodded. He was in a good mood. It was Friday afternoon, they were
headed to Boston for lobster, staying over and probably spending the
weekend. As CEO of the company he had built from the proceeds of his
investments, he was able to do what and who he wanted when he wanted.  He
hadn't had a boyfriend in ages, but was pretty happy single.  At 29 he
looked good, dressed to kill and pretty much could still pick up his choice
of who ever he wanted.  Granted his bodyguards weren't thrilled with this
but then again he thought, they weren't paid to.

The warm South Carolina sunshine washed over them as they exited the
building that housed Stonewolf Enterprises.  Two more security agents
formed around them as the approached the limo.  Getting into the limo, it
was a short drive over to Hilton Head jetport where Jonathan's Gulfstream-V
was waiting. It was his latest toy.  Paying almost 38 million for it with
decorations to his taste, it spent almost as much time in the air as it did
on the ground.  Jonathan rarely stayed in one spot long.

Jonathan smiled as he saw the jet.  His baby he thought.  Captain
Hendrickson was standing outside the jet waiting for them.

"We're all set to go Jon" he said, shaking Jonathan's hand. "We are cleared
for takeoff anytime you are ready"

"Great, thanks" said Jonathan. "Lobster is waiting."

Jonathan boarded the jet. Anthony, along with his wife Karen, were already
on board. The two of them took care of Jonathan; acting as the Chef's,
Housekeepers and general all arounds for him.  Anthony walked over to
Jonathan.

"Need anything?" he asked.

"An Absolute Bloody Mary would work well now" Jonathan replied.

"One BM coming up" he replied walking back to the bar.

As Jonathan waited he took the time to look over his "baby". The G-V was a
long range large cabin jet.  Soft Irish flutes and Celtic harps blended
with what sounded like a running river were playing softly on a soundtrack
through top of the line speakers.  Two tan leather couch ran along the
walls of the back half of the plane and stopped next to what looked like a
short mahogany bar.  In the front half of the plane were the four very wide
leather chairs, one of which was occupied by Jon.  The lighting was subdued
and gentle. The carpet was dark green and incredibly thick.  A door led to
the back of the plane, covered in hard woods.  Several small tables made of
dark wood were scattered about the cabin.  Towards the front of the cabin
was a larger table with chairs around it. (author's note: for those of you
who are really curious about this jet, it can be seen on my website:
www.stormloader.com/articwolf/Gulf.htm)

Ian came aboard.  "Do you ever stay in one place?" he asked Jonathan.

"Rarely" said Jonathan, turning his attention to him. "What is so critical
that it can't wait until Monday morning?

"We have a nice opportunity on the stock market" he said. "Two online
companies are going public. The stock should go through the roof."

"How high is the roof?" asked Jonathan.

"Probably in the margin of 8 to 12 times return" said Ian.

Before Joanthan could comment, Anthony had returned.  Seeing Ian had
boarded, he had brought two glasses filled with his special potion.

"Thank you " said Ian accepting his drink.

"So how much do you want to dump into it?" Joanthan asked.

"Depends on what you are looking for" came the reply.

Contemplating that, Jonathan noticed that the jet was moving.  Settling in,
he felt the power of the engines increase as the jet started towards the
taxiway.

"We are number one for departure" came the voice over the intercom.

"Hell, we are probably the only thing on the ground" said Jonathan.

"Good guess Jon" said the captain with a chuckle in his voice. "We're
rolling"

Within 45 seconds, the jet rotated and cleared the ground.  Gently banking
East, it cleared the coast and continued its climb to cruising altitude.

"So, how much money do you want to play with?" asked Jonathan.

"About 500" came the reply as he sipped his Bloody Mary.

"Million" said Jonathan.

"Yeah" said Ian. "It's gotta go through the roof.  If you recall, that is
the original amount you asked me to work with a few years ago."

"OK" said Jonathan, catching the slightly disapproving look from Anthony
over the bar. "Set it up for whenever you need it"

"Actually I need it before Noon on Monday" said Ian opening his brief case
"Here is the release order for the sale of some other stuff I want to
offload in stocks and bonds; and the transfer from Zurich of a little over
400 million"

"We're dumping a 100 million in stock?" asked Jonathan as he signed the
paperwork. "That's gonna piss someone off."

"Yessir" said Ian. "We are, but if you take a look at the P&L statement
that was emailed to you this afternoon, you'll see that those 7 stocks we
are getting rid off cleared us over 175 million dollars the past year. I
want to off load them before they start to drop and it looks like they are
getting ready to."

"You're the guru".  Said Jonathan. "Anything else?"

"Nope that's it". Said Ian. "I'll keep a tight reign on the new
acquisitions, it will be a fast buy and sell"

"Keep me in the loop" said Jonathan, loosening his tie. "Do you need a room
in Boston for tonight?"

"No, I'll be on a turn around flight an hour after we land" said Ian. "I'm
swamped with paperwork and my wife will probably cut my nuts off if I don't
come home tonight"

"Can't have that then." said Jonathan. "Thanks"

"That's what you pay me for" said Ian, nodding.

Chapter Two: The Gulfstream had made its usual graceful landing and taxied
over to General Aviation at Logan International. As the engines shut down,
Danny opened the door to meet the two security agents from his company in
Boston.

"All quiet?" he asked.

"Yessir" said one of them. "Per your orders, it's a company limo, company
driver.  David and I are at your disposal while you're here"

"OK" said Danny. "You have been briefed?"

"Only the basics" said David. "We were advised that you had been with the
principal for five years now. You would fill in the spaces"

"Right" said Danny, scanning the area out of habit. "Jonathan is a prime
target for kidnapping. He is worth about three billion as far as I know and
it is apparently growing rapidly. He is kind of a loose cannon. He makes
decisions on very short notice. He likes nightlife so it's going to be
short leash all around. Stay alert and report anything that looks
odd. Chris and I will be on him all night. You're responsible for an outer
perimeter as much as possible. The only other problem is that he is not
really thrilled with making a scene security wise so it needs to be a wide
perimeter, yet tight enough to control.  If a problem develops, standard
protocol will apply, we get him out of there at all costs."

"Not a problem." Said David. "The limo is ready when your principal is"

Danny nodded. Going back into the jet he walked over to where Jonathan was
reading. "We're ready when you are."

Jonathan looked over at Brandon. "Where are we staying?"

"Marriott Copley as usual" said Brandon. "You will be in the Presidential
Suite, we have the two surrounding suites for security and staff."

"OK great" said Jonathan.  He reached for his heavy jacket. During the
flight he had switched to jeans and a sweatshirt. Winter in Boston was
still Winter in Boston, money or not.  The money just bought better goose
down.  "Are you coming to dinner?"

"Nope, I've got plans." said Brandon. "Everything is set. I'll be taking
care of the check in and what not while you're at dinner. The keys will be
with the security team waiting for you at the hotel. I'll be on cell if you
need me."

"Good enough" said Joanthan. "Thanks for everything.'

"No problem" said Brandon. "I'll also have your laptop set up in the suite"

"OK, thanks" said Jonathan as he walked out of the jet.

Getting into the limo, Danny and the two extra agents were in the back with
Chris riding "shotgun" up front.  It was an uneventful drive to the
marketplace area where Jonathan loved to go. Just walking up and down the
many stores and stalls of the mall seemed to let him unwind. His roving eye
also noticed the many different good looking college age guys
there. Several returned Jonathan's stare.  Some however were put off by the
less then friendly cruising they got by the security staff.  Finally after
about an hour Jonathan decided that it was time to eat. It was a leisurely
walk over by the Long Wharf where Legal Seafood was.  As they were seated
their waiter came over. One look and Jonathan knew who his evening fun was
going to be. The waiter introduced himself as Keith and was obviously gay.
He was about 6' 160 very blond and good looking; apparently about 25 or so.
During dinner he came back three times to make sure that everything was
going all right. Several times he and Jonathan made eye contact.

"Everything is really good thanks" said Jonathan.

"That's good to hear."  Said Keith as he cleared the dishes away. "Is there
anything else I can get you?"

"Coffee for me and Grand Marnier" said Jonathan. He looked at Chris and
Danny. "They are on duty, so I guess just coffee for them"

"Duty?" asked Keith, casting an eye over them. "What do you mean?"

"They are my babysitters" said Jonathan which garnered him a strange look
from Danny. Chris just looked the other way.

"Babysitters" said Keith back to him

"Bodyguards" said Jonathan.

"Oh" said Keith. "Wow. You must be someone famous"

"Not really, just stuck in a gilded cage" said Jonathan, "My insurance
company requires it"

Keith left with an odd look on his face and came back shortly with the
coffee and snifter of Grand Mariner.

"Is there anything else I can do for you?" asked Keith, the point obvious
on the look on his face.

Jonathan looked him in the eyes. "Well yeah, actually but I don't think it
can be done here"

Keith blushed. "Like what?"

Jonathan took his Platinum Amex and put it on the bill. He also took two
one hundred dollar bills out and put them folded under the card. "What time
do you get off?"

"In about an hour." Said Keith looking around to see that his boss wasn't
around. "I have some side work to do but that's it."

"I'm going to be in the Presidential Suite at Marriott Copley." Said
Jonathan. "Why don't you stop by and we can talk about it"

"Very cool" said Keith. "I'll be right back with your card"

"Jonathan" said Danny. "You just paid him 200 bucks to sleep with you?"

"No" said Jonathan giving him a scowl. "I just tipped him well"

"How much was the bill?" asked Danny

"Dinner for three, with a bottle of Cristal" said Jonathan. "You figure it
out"

"OK, OK" said Danny. "I give. He looks harmless enough anyway"

Keith had returned at this point with the card. "Here you are
Mr. Castleton. Will I have any problem getting to the suite?" He was
looking nervously at the security team.

"I'll make sure they are expecting you" said Jonathan. He signed the card
receipt and got up to stand.

"I'll see you in a little while then" said Jonathan.

They walked out to the street where the other two agents were waiting with
the car.  Jonathan turned to Danny.

"I'd probably drive you nuts if I said I wanted to take the T wouldn't I"
he asked.

"Yes you would" said Danny. "Get in the car"

"Yessir" said Jonathan with a smile. Despite trying to annoy him on
occasion, he had the utmost respect for Danny. He had saved him from a
kidnapping earlier in the year in what had been a fairly close call ending
up with three very dead would be kidnappers.

The ride into Back Bay took about 20 minutes. Pulling in front of Copley,
Danny was the first one out of the limo and after checking had let Jonathan
out, followed by the other two agents. Chris had been riding up front and
had already gone into the hotel to check the lobby.  Both Danny and Chris
grumbled about staying at Copley because of the soaring atrium lobby and
the many escalators and different accesses. Being attached to one of the
richest malls in the country the entire 3rd floor lobby and bar was open to
public access.  Jonathan was in rare humor.  They stopped off at the lobby
bar for a drink and listened to the jazz band play for a little
while. Finally looking at his watch, he signed the check and started
towards the elevators.

"I trust there won't be any problems about Keith getting into the suite"
said Jonathan as they were riding in the elevator.

"None at all" said Danny. "Chris will be by the door with one other
agent. He knows what he looks like."

"Thank you" said Jonathan as they stopped on the 35th floor. Walking across
the floor they came to the doors for the Presidential Suite. Two other
agents were waiting for them. One of them unlocked the door and handed
Jonathan a key. Jonathan nodded his thanks.

"You coming in?" asked Jonathan.

"Nope" said Danny. "I figure you wanted some privacy. I'm going to see
about the coverage for tonight here and then be in the room next store. You
have your panic alarm with you right?"

"Yeah I do" said Joanthan, fingering the device in his pants pocket.

"Have a good night then" said Danny. "We are going running in the morning?"

"Maybe I'll let you know" said Jonathan.

Closing the door behind him he walked across the expansive suite. A fire
had been laid in the fireplace and was burning warmly.  Jonathan walked
over to the bar and poured himself a snifter of Grand Marnier.  He walked
across the large living area to the doors leading to the bedroom. Opening
them he noted the bed had been turned down.  He briefly wondered what the
turndown maid thought of the security. Jonathan went back into the living
room and checked his email.  He was staring into the fire when there was a
knock on the door and it was opened by security.  Keith walked through the
door and stared at the suite.

"Holy Shit man" said Keith looking around. "This place is bigger then my
whole apartment"

" Yeah not too shabby" said Jonathan. "You want something to drink?"

"I'm good man thanks" said Keith. "Listen man. That tip you gave me was
wild. I can't accept that though man. It was too much."

"Don't sweat it dude" said Jonathan, coming over to him. "You earned
it. Service was good and I reward good service"

Keith walked up to him. "What kind of service were you thinking of when you
asked me up here?"

Jonathan put his hand over the front of Keith's jeans.  "Well how about you
getting out of these and we'll take it from there."

Keith popped the button on his jeans and unzipped them, allowing them to
fall to the ground. At the same time he pulled off his sweater. He revealed
a hard smooth chest and abs, trailing down to a thick trail of hair leading
into his A&F boxers.

"Nice man" said Jonathan.  Jonathan put one hand behind Keith's head and
pulled him to him. His tongue pushed into Keith's mouth.

As their tongues dueled Jonathan's hand slipped into Keith's boxers
fondling the hairy nut sack. Breaking the kiss he pulled Keith over to the
couch. "These feel pretty full man"

"They are dude" said Keith reaching for Jonathan's pants. "You feel pretty
full too"

Opening the pants he pulled Jonathan's hard cock out and went down on it.
Jonathan moaned in approval as the wet mouth worked his cock. Jonathan
forced his cock deep into Keith's throat. Pulling back he got undressed
quickly. The two met again and their mouth's joined.  Jonathan broke the
kiss and led Keith into the bedroom. He pulled him down on top of him on
the bed, again kissing him while using his hands to kneed Keith's ass.

"Man are you hot" said Jonathan.  Keith was trailing his tongue down
Jonathan's chest and abs.

"You're pretty damn hot too man' said Keith. His mouth trailed around
Jonathan's nutsak and as his hands spread Jonathan's legs, he tongue worked
lower and lower coming to rest on Jonathan's hairy asshole.  Punching thru
the hairy ass ring, Keith's tongue worked deep into Jonathan while
continuing to stroke him.  This brought moans of pleasure from Jonathan.

"Stick your fuckin cock in man" said Jonathan pulling some condoms from the
table by the table.

Keith took one of them and unrolled it down his cock. After applying some
WET to the rubber clad penis he rubbed his cock head over Joanthan's hole.
Slowly pushing into him, both men groaned at the sensations.

Continuing to thrust in and out, the sweat started to fall off of Keith
onto Jonathan. Each lost in their own lust and pleasure they maintained a
rhythm between them for what felt like ages until suddenly Keith pulled out
of Jonathan, ripping the condom off and stroking his cock.

"I'm fuckin cumming" he yelled. The hot cum flew out of his penis landing
in various splatter patterns on Jonathan.  Moaning as the cum flew Keith
continued to stroke his cock for all it was worth, his eyes screwed shut.
Coming off his orgasm, he rolled over onto his back on the bed. Meanwhile
Jonathan had reached for one of the condoms and had put it on.  He pulled
Keith over onto his stomach, spreading his ass cheeks.

"Sweet ass man" said Jonathan lying his cock up to the smooth hole.

In one motion, he inserted himself fully into Keith. "Yeah baby. Hot ass"

Keith moaned as he felt the thrusting. "Fuck me man, make me yours"

Jonathan began to work his cock in an out.  Alternating between thrusting
his full cock in and out and just using his cock head to fuck Keith he
produced soaring feelings in both of them. As his orgasm neared, Jonathan
pushed his whole cock deep into Keith, collapsing on top of him. As he
kissed and bit Keith's neck, he breathed into his ear. "Cumming"

Volley after volley fired into the tight ass. As he completed his orgasm he
slipped the softening cock out of Keith.

"That was fucking hot man" said Keith.

"Oh yeah man" said Keith turning over to kiss Joanthan.  "You up for some
more?"

"All night long dude" said Jonathan. "Let's grab a shower."