Boca Raton Academy
 by: Hankster

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Chapter 8 

The afternoon prior to their graduation from The Academy, Philip and Stu had their last tea party with Jeremy.  It was a very sad scene, and Jeremy begged them to stay in touch.

“I’ve never said that to any student before,” he told them.  They assured him they would.

On the next day when Stu and Philip graduated from Boca Raton Academy, their parents were there beaming with pride.  After graduation ceremonies, and all the sad goodbyes, they went back to their home in Palm Beach to close it up for the summer, and make arrangements to return to New York.  The Palm Beach staff always stayed behind to maintain the mansion.  There was a different staff in New York.  The family intended to spend some of the summer in a rented home in The Hamptons, and to take the boys up to Boston at the end of August to begin their college days at Harvard.  Then they would be off to Paris again.

When they got settled that evening, Anthony said to the boys, “I’ve got some graduation presents for you.”  He reached in his pocket and took out two sets of keys.  He gave one to each of his sons.  “When you get to Boston, boys, you’ll go to Cambridge Mercedes-Benz and pick up your new sport cars.  These are the keys.  Before you start crying, Stu, let me warn you that if you do, I’ll whoop your sorry ass.  You are my son, now, and I’m depending on your expertise to help us get our next dot com company going.”

He then went to a secretary-desk in the corner of the living room.  He opened the drawer and took out a document.  This is for you Stuart.

Stu glanced at the papers.  It was his official adoption documents.

“You can’t stop me from crying, Dad,” he said, and he proceeded to bawl like a baby.

“Your name is now Stuart Bradley Bonchance.  I took the liberty of adjusting your records at Harvard, and your Benz is registered in your new name.  Congratulations, Mr. Bonchance.”

Philip was crying harder than Stuart.  He waited for Stu to thank and embrace their parents.  Then he jumped up and hugged his brother.  He had no problem kissing Stu on the lips in front of their parents.

Anthony opened a bottle of very expensive champagne.  He summoned his staff into the sitting room, and everyone toasted Stuart’s adoption.  The butler and the chauffer shook his hand and the cook kissed him on the cheek.

“You’ve got the two handsomest sons in the world, Mr. and Mrs. Bonchance,” she over exaggerated.

“I’m exhausted,” Margaret said, “and we have an early flight tomorrow.  I think we should all go to bed now.”

“You all turn in,” the butler said, “and I’ll secure the house.”

Philip and Stu kissed their parents good night, and went to their room.  They closed the door and fell into each other’s arms.

“Are you up for a little incest?” Philip asked.

“Always bro, but not too long tonight.  Mom’s right. We have to get up early, and tomorrow will be another exhausting day.”  They showered and hopped into bed naked.

“I love you. I owe you my life, my very existence,” Stuart said.

“You owe me nothing.  If you keep saying that over and over, I’m going to whoop your sorry ass,” Philip imitated Anthony.

They both started to laugh, but the laugh was short lived as their lips closed upon one another.  They twisted into a sixty-nine position and made love until each came down the other’s throat.  Afterward they lay side by side, fondling each other’s cocks.

“That was super, Mr. Bonchance,” Stu said. 

“Yes, it was, Mr. Bonchance,” Philip agreed.

Something happened during their freshman year at Harvard that was to alter the course of their lives.  It would never diminish their love or how they felt for each other, but it would make a profound change in their relationship.

They were room mates, and continued to make love constantly, but Philip was more active sexually than Stu, and he had many liaisons in addition to his brother.  Stu didn’t mind.  His studies in math and science kept him busy.  Philip had a double major in education and mathematics.  He breezed through his classes with very little effort, and quickly became a play boy.

When Stu entered his physics lab for the first time that semester, he was paired with a lab mate named Marnie Collins.  She was also a freshman and petite and pretty.  She barely reached Stu’s shoulder.  She wore her straight blond hair short.  It barely covered her ears.  Her green eyes fascinated Stu.  In a word, he was smitten.

When they introduced each other, Marnie held out her hand and when Stu took it, a bolt of electricity went through him.  He was terribly confused.  He had always identified himself as homosexual, but his reaction to meeting Marnie was far from platonic.  They chatted amicably and went about working on their joint project.  Marnie’s IQ, and her intellect, belied her beauty.  Stu was amazed, and more than pleased, that she was on a level with him.  His pleasure increased ten fold, when he was walking to his next class, Chemistry.

Marnie trailed right along and entered the lab.  They smiled at each other when they realized they were in chemistry together as well.  They maneuvered to become lab partners here as well.  They were both free the next period, and decided to have lunch together.  In the cafeteria, Philip saw them and came over.

“I’d like you to meet my brother, Philip,” Stu said smiling.  “Philip, this is Marnie.  We have a couple of classes together.”

“You sure are pretty,” Philip flattered Marnie.  “If nothing else my brother has excellent taste.

“Are you twins?” Marnie asked.

“Yes,” Stu blurted out before Philip could say anything.

“Yes,” Philip agreed meekly.

After lunch, the brothers said goodbye to Marnie and they went together to English Lit.  From there they went to Calculus, another class they had together.  Stu lit up when he saw Marnie in the class.  There was an empty seat next to her.

“Hurry up and take that seat, Tiger.  I’ll sit over there,” Philip said.

The last class of the day was mandatory.  It was Classical Civilization.  It was the favorite class of all three of them.  They learned that each one of them was fascinated by the ancient Greek and Roman civilizations.

Back in their room, Stu put his arms around Philip.

“Help me Phil.  I’m confused.”

“I can tell.  You’re crazy about that girl, aren’t you?”

“I can’t imagine going through life without making love to you, but I feel like I’m falling in love with Marnie too.  I started to get hard the minute I met her.  I don’t want to be disloyal to you.”

“Bull!  There’s no disloyalty where you and I are concerned.  We’ll always be brothers.  We’ve discussed this before.  If either of us wants to take other lovers, it’s A OK.  We can still fuck each other whenever we care to.  I never said the other lover had to be a dude.”

“What if I should want to marry?”

“Look Stu, I know I’m gay, but you had sex with me at the beginning out of gratitude for the way some rich kid treated you.  Yes, we fell in love, but I was never certain if you were truly gay, or just in love with your brother.  I’ve heard that brothers often sleep together all their lives, but they can and do get married and have children.  Please, dear brother, do what’s in your heart.  I’ll support and love you no matter what.”

“You know what?” Stu said.  “We have time for a quickie before dinner.  By the way, I asked Marnie to join us in the cafeteria.”

They jumped into bed, and fucked each other alternately.  While Philip was fucking Stu, he asked, “I wonder what it’s like to fuck a pussy.  When you find out, let me know, you hear?”

“I hope I won’t feel guilty or be dishonest with you.”

“It can’t be dishonest if we’re out in the open with each other.  Stu, I need to tell you a secret.  I’ve kept it to myself since I was eight year’s old.  Promise it stays with us.”

“Of course.  Spill it.”

“Have you ever wondered why Dad was so tolerant of our sex life right from the get go?”  Stu didn’t answer so Philip continued.  “When I was about ten years old and still attending elementary school, Mom went away for a week to a health spa with her girl friend.  The school bus usually did not deliver me home until 4 PM, but we were released early that day for a teachers’ conference or some such.  Mom knew about it, but I guess she neglected to tell Dad.

“The front door was locked when I got home.  I had recently been entrusted with a key.  I felt so grown up and proud when I let myself in.  I looked all over for the servants, especially the cook.  I wanted to eat lunch badly, but the house was deserted.  I found out later that Dad had given the servants the day off.

“I heard some muffled noises coming from Dad’s bedroom.  Some sixth sense told me to investigate quietly.  His door was open, and even at ten, I knew what was going on.  Dad was sucking some guy’s prick.  Man, I wanted to join in, but I was frozen.  I left as quietly as I had come in.  I didn’t know what to do.  Dad’s city club was about a mile down town.  I walked the whole way.  When I got there, I told the maitre d’ that I was released from school early, and nobody was home.  Of course, he led me into the dining room, and I had a lovely lunch.  It was a good thing I was sitting, because I ate the whole meal with a raging hard on.  Dad always just paid his bills without examining them very carefully, so if he noticed my meal that day, he never said anything.  I guess the moral of that story is that you can have a full and loving marriage, and still have recreational sex with a man.”

“Wow,” was all Stu could manage.  “Do you think Dad had feelings for that man or was he just a fuck buddy?’

“Who knows?  I never ever told him what I saw, and I barely saw the man’s face, but I think it was our next door neighbor’s son, who was getting married that weekend.”

“This is a different situation. I have feelings for you, very strong feelings.”

At dinner, Marnie and Stu could not take their eyes off each other.  Philip kept extolling Stu’s virtues.  He told her what a genius his brother was and the best brother a guy could have.  He neglected to tell her how rich they were.  Stu just sat there and blushed.

Marnie was from Boston.  Her Irish Catholic family was not wealthy, but they got along just fine.  Her father was a bartender in a neighborhood Irish pub which he owned, and her mother was an elementary school teacher.  She had three younger sisters.  The young girl was on a full scholarship.  Her IQ was as high as Stu’s.

She asked if the boys would like to go to her father’s pub Friday evening.   Although she asked both of them, she was staring into Stu’s eyes.

“Sure.  It sounds like fun,” Philip answered for both of them.

When they were alone in their room, Philip said, “Hey bro!  I’m spending Friday night with Jerry Frankel, so the room is all yours if you care to use it.”

Stu’s cheeks turned crimson.  Then to lighten his mood, he asked, “What’s Jerry got that I haven’t?”

“A circumcised cock.”

The pub was really fun.  The patrons sang Irish ditties all evening, and Mr. Collins kept feeding the boys beer on the house, but he stopped when he felt they had had enough.  He genuinely liked the Bonchance “twins,” and he hoped that maybe something was brewing between Stu and his daughter.  He had no idea how the brew he was wishing for, had begun to boil. 

Philip excused himself from the party.  “I’ve got a date,” he said,” winking at Stu.  “I won’t be home tonight,” he said loud enough for Marnie to hear.

He shook Mr. Collins’ hand and kissed Marnie chastely on the cheek.  “See you at school,” he said, and he took a cab back to campus.  Neither boy kept his Benz in school.  One was in New York and the other was in Palm Beach.  They never flaunted their money, and hoped none of their friends would find out how wealthy they were.

Shortly after Philip departed, Marnie and Stu said goodbye too.  Stu hailed a cab, and they arrived quickly enough at the dormitories.  Neither wanted the evening to end. 

It was a crisp autumn night.  “Let’s stroll around campus for a bit,” Marnie suggested.  Stu took her hand and they started to walk.  A sudden gust of wind caused Marnie to shudder.  Immediately Stu put his arm around her.  She leaned in to him and they shared their first kiss.  It was warm, loving, and affectionate, but it was dry.  Stu’s hardening cock was straining to be released.

“Would you like to come back to my dorm room?” Stu asked.  “It’s warmer there.”

Marnie just nodded.  When they went into the room, Stu closed the door.  It was Marnie who locked it.  Instantly she was all over him, kissing him passionately and trying to reach under his shirt. 

“I wanted to be coy,” she said, “but I can’t.  I’m madly in love with you, Stu.  If you don’t make love to me soon, marry me, and make children with me, I think I’ll kill myself.”

Stu looked at her in amazement.

“I know I’m being dramatic,” she said, “but we were meant for each other, brains and beauty.”

“You want to make love to me tonight?” Stu asked incredulously.

“This very instant.”

“Marnie, I’m a virgin.”

“You’re joking with me.  I am too.”

Stu held her tight.  “Let’s learn together.”

To be continued...

Posted: 02/01/13