David and Jonathan
 by: Hankster

© 2008 by the author

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Chapter 4 
 

Clay followed Juan out of the kitchen. When he reached the staircase he looked up. It appeared to be an endless flight of steps and risers reaching up to infinity. His knees were weak and he doubted he could make it all the way to the top. Juan must have sensed something. He turned around and held his hand out to Clay, who grabbed it mercifully. With Juan’s help, they came to the top reaches of the staircase, and entered Juan’s room.

Juan turned up the volume a bit on the intercom, turned to Clay and dropped his Jockey shorts. Clay was mesmerized. Juan’s cock was like the rest of him; short, bulky and uncut. Clay wanted that tool inside of him so badly even though he knew it would hurt like hell. He reached out and held Juan’s hard cock gently in his hand. Juan put his hands on the waistband of Clay’s boxers and pulled them down not too gently. He also caressed Clay’s longer, thinner circumcised cock. It was more than Clay could bear. He fell to his knees, peeled back Juan’s foreskin, and engulfed Juan’s tool lovingly in his mouth. Juan moaned slightly, but pulled away from Clay and lay down on the bed.

“Now,” he said. Clay sucked Juan’s cock like a vacuum cleaner. After a while he turned around in bed and they started to sixty-nine each other. Both of them felt like they had died and gone to heaven. Before he could cum, Clay pulled away and said, “Juan, love, fuck me please. Fuck me hard.”

“Just a minute,” Juan said and he got out of bed. He took his carrying bag from the top shelf of the closet and reached in. He removed a box of condoms and a tube of lubricant. Clay wondered if he always carried these supplies or had it been a case of wishful thinking? Clay turned flat on his back. He raised his legs to his chest, and Juan generously applied lube to Clay’s hole. He reached in deeply with his finger and Clay moaned and writhed on the bed. Then Juan put on the condom and lubed himself as well. He placed his cock on Clay’s eager butt hole and tried to push in. Clay was not used to anything that fat. Harry and Steve were ample, but neither was that fat around. Juan saw how much resistance he was meeting so he knew he would have to prepare his receptacle better. He lubed one finger and inserted it easily into Clay. He felt for Clay’s prostate and when he hit pay dirt, Clay screamed with pleasure. The second finger went in fairly easily, but the third took a little work. Juan played with three fingers until Clay was relaxed and gyrating with pleasure. With great difficulty he inserted his fourth finger. Clay winced with pain, but eventually he relaxed and began to enjoy it. Juan suddenly removed his fingers, and quickly started to insert his thick, pulsating rod. He went about half way in without any resistance, but then Clay winced. Juan stopped until Clay relaxed and he pushed in a little further.

“I’m OK,” Clay said. “Go for it.” Juan pushed all the way in. They lay still for a while, both savoring the moment. Juan leaned forward and the two men began to kiss with parted lips and dueling tongues. Clay began to wiggle his ass, inviting Juan to start stroking. Juan gladly obliged, making sure that he brushed Clay’s prostate with each stroke. Almost before he knew what hit him, Clay exploded. His juice sloshed between their bodies and made plopping noises with each stroke of Juan’s cock. Juan had done his best to hold back, but there is a limit to everything, and he came, shooting several hot gushes of spunk into the condom.

They lay still for a while then Juan’s cock, fat as it was, began to slide out of Clay’s crack. He peeled off the condom, inverted it and let his cum join Clay’s on Clay’s belly. With his fingers he wiped off the excess cum from his own chest and let that mingle too. He scooped up some of the co-mingled cum with a finger and placed it on Clay’s lips. Then Clay did the same and placed his finger on Juan’s lips. They each swallowed greedily and played this game until the spunk was all gone. Finally Juan rolled off Clay and lay next to him.

“You’re pretty damn hot for a gringo,” he joked.

“And you are exactly as hot as I thought all Latinos should be.” Clay quipped back.

They faced each other, and began to kiss, more gently now that their passion was spent. Juan began to fall asleep so Clay got up as quietly as he could and went to his own bed. He fell into a deep and satisfying sleep, and never heard Juan get up to feed the twins at 5 AM.

The next morning when Clay arrived at work, he was once again bombarded with condolences even though all of these people had been to his house after the funeral. He had anticipated this and came armed with a plan. He and Juan had taken digital pictures of the twins before he left home this morning. Then he printed them out on his computer. Now, he took out a box of cigars and handed them out knowing full well that nobody would smoke them, and then he showed the pictures. His assistant, Amy, just gushed and gushed. “They’re absolutely gorgeous,” She informed everyone as if they could not see for themselves.

Then almost pleadingly, Clay said to everyone standing around, “Can we please get back to work. please.”

Steve did not show up until almost an hour later. Clay followed him into his office and shut the door. “Rough night?” he asked Steve.

“I’m sorry, love,” Steve said. I was lonely last night so I went to the Ramrod for a couple of drinks, and I met Sammy Morales there. Well, you know I can’t resist Latino uncut meat, and I took him home with me. It was a really hot session, and we both over slept.”

Clay started to laugh. “I had me some hot Latino stuff myself last night.” and he told Steve all about Juan. “He’s gorgeous and oh so hot. His cock is twice as fat as yours. I’m still as sore as hell.”

“Call Mindy, I’m coming for dinner tonight. Or should I say ‘cumming’?” He spelled that out for Clay.

“Not tonight, Love, I want you for myself. I’ve missed you and I want to discuss some business with you.” Steve smiled and gave Clay a quick kiss. Then Clay went into his office and called Mindy to inform her that he would be at Steve’s tonight because they had lots of business stuff to catch up on, but to expect Steve tomorrow for dinner. He asked to speak to Juan who came on the phone immediately. Clay asked if everything was all right at home and how he was managing.

“Just fine,” Juan replied. There was a definite smirk in his answer. Just hearing Juan’s voice made Clay horny.

“Can I help you with one of the night feedings tonight?” Clay inquired.

“I’m pretty sure that can be arranged.” Now that answer was a lot warmer.

The next night Steve, Clay, Mindy and Juan had dinner together. Mindy made an outstanding pot roast . They all stuffed themselves and then as Mindy cleaned up the three men went to the living room to socialize. The babies cooperated by sleeping for another two hours.

Steve asked Juan. “Do you always want to be a nurse or have you other goals?”

“Funny you should ask,” Juan answered. Besides being a nurse, I am a certified personal trainer. I’m trying to save enough money to buy my own gym. In fact I have a location in mind. The owner wants to retire next year.”

“Where is it located? If the neighborhood is right, Clay and I might be interested in financing you. Physical fitness is a hot item right now.”

“You’d do that?” Juan asked in amazement. That’s great.” Clay looked stunned, but it wasn’t a bad idea and he wouldn’t mind sharing Juan with Steve.

“If you want to call the present owner and set up an appointment, Steve and I can check the place out. We’ll perform a due diligence and let you know what a fair price is,” Clay said to Juan in his most business like manner.

“The gym is located in the basement of an office building just two doors down from your office,” Juan said. “It’s called Crystal’s Gym.”

“I know the place,” Steve said. “I’ve been there a few times.” Then without thinking he added, “I’ve gotten a lot of action there.” He realized his error and turned a beet red. Steve and Juan only laughed.

“Imagine if you were an investor in that place. You’d always have first dibs.” Juan said to Steve. Now they all laughed.

As it turned out, Clay was Juan’s last nursing client. Within two weeks of this conversation, he made an offer on the gym which Casey Crystal accepted. Steve and Clay invested in one third of the business as silent partners and Juan owned two thirds. The gym had never had a massage room and the men installed a massage room and a sauna. If there was going to be action, let’s make it good. At the beginning, Juan would be the masseur, but he hoped in time to hire someone full time. It wasn’t for advertisement, but Juan let his customers know that his massages ended with sexual release if requested. Needless to say it was the most profitable area of the gym.

The timing was perfect. Casey wasn’t ready to start receiving social security until July. He wanted to sell after that and begin collecting. Juan said that by then the twins would be six months old. Mindy was confident she could handle things if Clay hired a cleaning women. The twins and cooking would be her bailiwick. She gave up her apartment and moved in full time with Clay. Her sons were delighted that she was out of her old neighborhood and into a good, relatively safe one.

She took three days off to close out her apartment, sell some of her furniture, give some to charity and move over some of her additional belongings. During that time, Clay and Juan didn’t have to wait to have sex in the middle of the night. They went at it at every opportunity, and Clay’s ass had stretched to the point that he could receive Juan’s bulk easily. On the first day that Mindy was off, Clay asked Juan if he would mind if Steve joined them. Juan said that it would be fun if he did. Steve stayed with them for two nights, and they had a sexual blast. Even Steve’s ass eventually accommodated to Juan’s fat cock. Steve and Clay both had sore asses, but it was worth it.

Time passed quickly. Juan moved out of the house to his own place and took over management of the gym. Clay and Steve were there frequently for a massage, either at lunch time or after work. The only difference between them and other customers was that they got to screw the masseur or visa versa and it was a company perk. Oh yes, they occasionally worked out with gym equipment. Clay continued to have business meetings at Steve’s apartment at least two evenings a week.

Before anyone realized it, Mindy was planning the twins’ first birthday party. Julie flew in from Palm Beach and the Morrisons came in from Los Angeles. None of them were happy to be in New York in mid winter since they all came from warm climates. As a result they all left soon after the party. Steve and Juan were there of course, Dr. Jackson, his wife and son, and a few close business associates from the firm. The twins took their first steps during the party and it was all caught on several cameras. They had been calling Clay ‘dada’ for several weeks now. All men must have looked alike to them because they called Juan and Steve ‘dada’ also.

There was a first class day care facility located in the hospital where the twins were born, and when they were eighteen months old, Clay enrolled them there to give Mindy a break. She actually started to take a day off occasionally, but all she did was worry about the twins and how they were being treated.

By the time they were five, it was obvious to everyone that David and Jonathan were privileged, handsome, athletic, and all around American boys. More importantly they were color blind, thanks mainly to nana Mindy and Uncles John and Matthew, who were frequent visitors. John’s son, Robbie, was six months older than the twins. John’s wife, Mary, brought him over often so that the three boys could have a play day. Other times, Mindy would bring the twins to her grandson for the day while she baby sat all three.

As John’s fortunes increased, he bought a brownstone just three doors down from Clay Caldwell. Now the boys played together all the time. As they grew older their play days developed into sleepovers.

Originally Clay wanted each boy to have a separate room, but they insisted on sharing a room. The nursery became a guest room and the guest room became the twins’ room. The room was big enough to accommodate two standard size beds, two dressers and one night table between the beds. When Robbie slept over, the twins flipped a coin to see who got to sleep with Robbie. When the twins slept over at the Jacksons, the three boys got to share Robbie’s queen size bed.

They always woke up to morning woodies, and how they laughed at each other, but never once did any one of them have a sexual thought. We all know that time would change all that.

When Robbie had his ninth birthday party, all the other guests left, but David and Jonathan were going to sleep over. The boys were still asleep, when Dr. Jackson knocked on their door. He opened it a crack, waking them, and told them that he and Mrs. Jackson were leaving for work, but nana would be over soon to look after them. No sooner were they gone, than the phone rang. Robbie answered.

“Good morning sweetheart. This is nana. Listen, The TV repairman just called and he’s coming within the next three hours. I want you boys to be real good. Take your showers, get dressed and come over here. I’ll make you all a great breakfast. And Robbie, use your key and make sure you lock the front door.”

When Robbie told the twins what was going on, the three of them felt very mature and grown up. They were on their own, at least for a half hour or an hour or so.

“Let’s shower together,” Robbie suggested. They all jumped out of bed and laughed hysterically. They started pointing at each other’s woodies and giggling harder and harder. Robbie grabbed his budding four inches and pointed it at David. Then he ran up to David and pushed his woodie against David’s.

“Let’s play swords!” he announced. Everybody grabbed their boy cocks and tried to stab some one with the head. They especially tried to jab someone’s cock, but other parts of the body were targets too. When they tried to pee, it was quite a chore because their boners wouldn’t go away. Finally they peed, and showered together. In the shower they tried to resume their game, but they had limp dicks. At first. The more they jabbed at each other, the harder they got. At one point, in order to avoid a jab by Jonathan, Robbie grabbed Jon’s approaching ram rod. Jon tried to escape from Robbie’s grip, and he started to slide out of Robbie’s fist but Robbie pulled him back. They were having fun and played like that for a while. Suddenly Jon grew silent. He began to make little moaning sounds.

“Please,” he said to Robbie, “don’t stop what you’re doing. Robbie was enjoying the feel of Jon’s cock in his hand and he continued to stroke it, as David looked on. Suddenly, Jon’s entire body began to spasm.

“Oh God,” he yelled. “What’s happening?” He screamed out as he had his first dry orgasm and he scared the shit out of Robbie and David.

Robbie was afraid he had killed his best friend and began to sob. “Are you all right?” he screamed. Jon was coming down from his high.

“Oh yeah,” he said. “That was fantastic. Do it again Robbie. Do it again!”

“Do what? What did I do?” Robbie was puzzled.

As best he could, Jon described the wonderful sensation that Robbie’s stroking had produced in him. “I wonder if it will happen to you guys.” As he said that he wrapped one palm around Robbie’s boner and one around David’s. He began stroking them as he remembered Robbie stroking him. He could feel both of them getting harder, and he could see their balls shrinking. Best of all he could hear the boys making little mewling sounds which were turning into moans. Robbie came first and David followed in seconds. The three boys were shaking so hard that they hugged each other tight to keep from falling in the shower.

“Look at this,” Robbie said as they released each other. David had cum dry like his brother, but Robbie had a white sticky substance on the head of his uncut penis. The twins felt it and all they could think of was that Robbie had a disease.

“You better ask your dad about this,” David suggested. He never did. They finished showering and the fluid was gone. They dressed and went to the twins’ house for breakfast.

On the way over, Robbie asked? “How soon do you think we can do that again?”

To be continued...

Posted: 07/04/08