David and Jonathan II
 by: Hankster

© 2013 by the author

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Chapter 1
Matthew and Alan

Matthew and Alan’s graduation from prep school was a gala occasion.  Alan’s mother, Phyllis, came in from California with her husband.  Mike and she hugged and kissed.  Each of them had found happiness, and there were no hard feelings.  Grandpa Clay and Uncle Steve made a big party at The Plaza.  Besides the family, they invited Uncle Juan, Mindy, her two sons and their families.

There had never been a doubt that the graduates would be accepted to Harvard.  Three of their fathers were alumni; they were all well-heeled; and the boys were exceptionally bright.  During the summer before they left for Boston, Matt worked in his fathers’ office, and Alan worked in his father’s office.  Mike had relocated to the Caldwell Building, so the boys had lunch together every day.

They alternated sleeping between both their parents’ houses.  They made love to their parents equally.  As the time drew nearer for the boys to leave, everyone grew a little sad.  It was a bitter sweet time. 

David rented a mini-van similar to the one they rented for their fateful trip to the Poconos where Mike met Ben.  All four fathers, and their sons, could fit in easily, and there was plenty of room for the stuff the boys were taking with them. Freshman were required to live on campus.  Upper classmen could live wherever they pleased.

After getting the boys settled in their room, they all went out to dinner.  The fathers said their farewells on the front steps of the dorm building, and left quickly, so they wouldn’t cry in front of the boys.  They were booked into a motel.  They could easily have made the four hour drive home, but they decided to take it easy and spend the night.  David, Jonathan and Mike wanted to revisit some of their old haunts, favorite gay bars, and restaurants.  Ben assumed that he would be bored, but he didn’t object.  His alma mater was Columbia.

On a lark, David and Jonathan went to see the house that Clay and Steve had bought for them when they were attending Harvard.  There it was, and on the front lawn they saw a “For Sale” sign.  They noted the telephone number.

“Hey Mike,” David said, “what do you say we buy this place for the boys for the rest of their stay here.  We could rent it out until next year.  Jonathan and I sure had a lot of fun and sex living here.

Mike whipped out his cell phone and called the realtor’s number.  He pretended to be another real estate agent, calling on behalf of a client.  He inquired as to the asking price of the property.  There was some talk back and forth, and Mike said, “Let me discuss it with my client, and I’ll get back to you.”

He looked at David and Jonathan.  “Let’s go to a library or back to the motel.  I need internet access.  I’d like to check out comparable property sales in this neighborhood.”

“No problem,” Jonathan said.  He reached into the glove compartment and pulled out his IPad.  “This’ll get you on the net,” he smiled.

Mike got lost in research for about fifteen minutes.  When he looked up and breathed the air again, he announced,” They are asking slightly below average for the neighborhood, so it’s a good price.  Let’s offer $15,000 less, and I’m sure we can settle somewhere in the middle.

As David drove to the motel, Mike exchanged several telephone calls.  They got the house for $7,000 under the asking price.  He also arranged for the realtor to bring all the papers over to their motel the following morning for signatures.  All four men were to be on the deed, and Mike gave him all the information the realtor needed to prepare the contract of sale.

It turned out that the house was currently rented to three students, and their leases were up at the end of the school year.  One of the students was graduating, but the other two were sophomores.  They rented the two smaller bedrooms and shared a bathroom.  Alan and Matt would have the master bedroom, of course, which the senior would be vacating at the end of his lease.  The fathers agreed to interview the two undergraduate lessees on the first parents’ weekend, when they would return to Boston.  If they thought that they were good tenants, they would ask them to stay on.

The Harvard-Yale football game that year was in Boston on the first Saturday of October.  It also coincided with parents’ weekend.  Mike was the only father who could get away.  That weekend he closed on the house (having everyone’s power of attorney), and he arranged to speak to Todd Moore and Jay Hoffman, the two students who rented the two small bedrooms. 

They announced proudly to Mike that they were a committed gay couple.  They had moved into one small room together, but they were paying rent on two rooms, since they were stuck in their leases.  They begged Mike to feel free to rent out the third bedroom so they could rent just one room together and cut their expenses the following year.  They were thrilled to hear that Mike’s son, Alan, was also in a committed relationship.  Mike took all four young men out to dinner that night so that they could get acquainted.  He invited the senior student, Gil Thornton, to come along also, but he had a date with his girlfriend.

“You can hear them fucking all night,” Jay lamented.

To which Todd retorted, “Don’t call the kettle black.  We’re pretty noisy also.”

Which prompted Mike to comment, “Wait until you hear my two sons.”

“They will,” Matt said, and everyone broke out laughing.

By the time dinner was over the four students were good friends.  Todd and Jay told the newbies that if they hadn’t discovered gay Boston yet, they would take them out on the town the following Friday evening.  Matt and Alan accepted the offer with pleasure.

Mike slept that night in his sons’ dorm room with them, and when he left the following morning, he went away secure in the knowledge that the fathers had done the right thing buying the house.  He also had a very sore ass, and couldn’t wait for Thanksgiving to arrive.

When he got home, he reported to his fellow house owners that the trip was a great success.  He told them that Todd and Jay were a couple, and would only rent one room next school year.  He said that he would advertise for another roommate toward the end of the spring semester. 

“Todd and Jay are gorgeous, and the four boys hit it off really great.  I hope they are very liberal, because I could see that Alan and Matt had designs on them.”

The next Saturday evening, the four students had dinner together in a gay owned restaurant they had heard about.  It wasn’t long before they were so comfortable with each other, it was like they had known each other for years.  This prompted Jay to comment to Alan, “I envy you.  Your dad is so at ease with your sexual orientation, and with you and Matt being a couple.  Todd and I are scared to death to tell our parents.  We’re both from California.  We thought that they might come for parents’ week, but we won’t be seeing them until Christmas.  It’s not like we can tell them together for mutual support.  I’m from LA and Todd’s from San Francisco.”

“Oh guys,” Matt said, “don’t be afraid.  If they love you, nothing will change.”

“How did it go with you guys when you first came out?”

Matt and Alan broke out laughing. 

“I was raised by two dads,” Matt roared with laughter.  “I actually seduced them one night while they were sleeping.”  Jay and Todd looked flabbergasted.

“After that,” Alan continued, “we went about trying to seduce my dad.  We thought we had done the impossible, when we finally succeeded in seducing a straight man, but it turned out that he was gay also.”  Todd and Jay were totally speechless.

When he could speak again, Todd said, “Your dad is a total hunk.  I’d never kick him out of my bed.”

“We never do,” Alan giggled.

“Well guys,” Jay chimed in.  “The third bedroom in YOUR house is vacant and it’s furnished.  Since we are paying the rent on it, we invite you to be our guests and sleep over anytime you care to.  The four of us could have a ball.”

“I like the way you guys think,” Matt said, “but I don’t want to scare Gil away before he graduates.  I’ve got a great idea.  Why don’t you two guys come home with us for Thanksgiving?  We both live in gay households, where everybody walks around nude, and everyone makes love to each other.  We all believe that love is beautiful, and not something dirty.”

“God, I wish your parents were my parents, “Jay moaned.

“Me too,” Todd echoed. “Do you have pictures of your other three dads?”

The previous Independence Day, Alan, Matt and their parents returned to the resort in the Poconos where their lives had become so intertwined.  They enjoyed a long weekend together, and before leaving the hotel, they took a group photo.  Alan pulled it out of his wallet.  He pointed everyone out to his new friends.

“You know my dad, Mike.  This one here is his partner, and these two, the twins, are Matt’s dads.”

“Wow,” Todd said, “No wonder you all enjoy sex together.  Good God guys; you are so lucky.  I sure would like to go home with you for Thanksgiving and meet these hunks.”

“Maybe being older and wiser, they’ll be able to advise us on how to come out to our parents,” Jay hoped.

“That’s quite possible,” Alan mused.  “They may not be very old, but they are all very wise.”

“Since you are concerned about Gil being overdosed with gay sex,” Jay said, “let’s go back to your dorm room, and get even better acquainted?  Then when Gil moves out, we’ll have a ball.  I just hope the new roomie will be gay and handsome.”

“We’ll make sure of it,” Matt said.

They entered the dorm room and locked the door.  They stripped so rapidly it was all a blur.  Alan fell on his bed and Jay jumped in after him, so Matt and Todd took Matt’s bed.

The playing began with each couple playing a hot game of sixty-nine.  They refrained from cumming.  Then the love making began in earnest.

Round One: Jay fucked Alan and Todd fucked Matt.

Round Two: Alan fucked Jay and Matt fucked Todd.

Round Three: Alan fucked Todd and Matt fucked Jay.

Round Four: Todd fucked Alan and Jay fucked Matt.

Matt noted that nobody had fucked his own partner.  “We can do that when we are alone,” he said as he fell asleep in Jay’s arms.  They slept until 2 PM the next afternoon.  Finally, Jay and Todd went home to freshen up.  They agreed to meet that evening at a gay bar, which featured a drag show.

As soon as Jay and Todd left, Matt and Alan, showered and dressed in fresh clothing.  They were starved, and decided to have a late lunch off campus.  When they were settled at their table, Alan called Mike’s cell phone.  Mike didn’t answer.  Rather than leave a message, Matt called David, who picked up on the second ring.

“Hi Baby.  What’s cookin’?”

“Hey Dad.  We’ve gotten very friendly with the two gay guys who rent the two smaller rooms in your house, but only use one.”

“Yeah, I know.  Mike told us.  What about them?”

“Well they live in California, and won’t be going home until Christmas.  Would it be all right if they came home with us for Thanksgiving, and used the guest room?  We plan on getting home on Wednesday in the afternoon.  Before you say anything, they know all about our family dynamics.  Alan and I have already tested them out, and they are great.   I should say we tasted them out.” 

“Mike also told us how cute they are,” David responded.  “By all means bring them home.  We are going to the club for Thanksgiving dinner, so be sure they bring appropriate clothes.  They can stay naked the rest of the time as far as I’m concerned.”

“I don’t tell you enough how much I love you,” Matt whispered gratefully.

“Yes you do, but I never tire of hearing it.”

To be continued...

Posted: 10/24/13