Protecting David 19
Alex was gripping my right hand firmly in both of his as he
leaned over to look out the window. It was seven floors to
the ground and Lake Michigan was visible a few blocks away.
We were standing in what was slowly becoming my office and
the offices for Chauvet & Associates.
“Oooohhhh wow!” Alex leaned over to look out the
window and then pulled himself back and kinda burrowed into
my legs. He looked up at me. “It’s really far up,
I bent down and scooped him up and then sat down on the huge
box that I assumed contained my new desk. I pointed out the
“Look Alex! See way out on the lake? Do you see that
Alex nodded vigorously and then in a moment of sudden shyness
buried his face in my shoulder as a couple of electricians
walked by. We were pretty much surrounded by construction workers
of every type and the constant sound of electric saws and nail
“Maybe that ship came all the way from Rotterdam or
Hamburg. Remember, like where we were a few weeks ago?”
“Dad, are you gonna have a computer like David?”
I laughed. “Sweetheart, nobodies got a computer like
David but it’ll be something like that just not as………..complex.” While
Alex and I were talking I was carrying him around what was
becoming my offices but at the moment was just a lot of construction
and furniture waiting for the construction to be done. From
time to time a carpenter or electrician would look up and nod
at me. Maybe they knew who I was but more likely they just
knew that I seemed to belong and after all, what did they care.
Finally we made our way across the hall to where David’s
offices were taking form. In the distance there was a group
of men sorting through what seemed an impossible number of
wires. David was talking to a man wearing a white shirt and
a tie with his suit coat slung over one shoulder who was carrying
two sets of rolled up plans, next to David was the man who
I remembered as being his main IT guy. The bulk of David’s
offices were used for cubicles about ten feet square each.
There were three private offices and two conference rooms
David spotted us and walked over while still talking to the
other guys. He reached out and we did a midair transfer of
Alex. Once he was settled in David’s arms he took David’s
face in his hands so that there was no risk of loosing his
“We saw ships, Dad! Big ones!” He twisted in David’s
arms and pointed to the area that was becoming my office. “Out
there, in the lake.” Then he yawned and laid his head
on David’s shoulder and in seconds seemed to drift off.
Little boy tired.
I was envious, I wanted to lay my head on David’s chest
and take a nap too. David in my arms did one of two things
to me, either made me incredibly horny or I became overwhelmed
with a feeling or serenity and fell almost immediately asleep.
Standing next to him filled me with a desire to hold him, for
us to be one.
“How’s everything going, David?” He was
gently rocky Alex back and forth.
He rolled his eyes. “Depends on how ya feel about network
cable. We got lots!” He shifted the now almost comatose
Alex to the other shoulder.
“Mark, why don’t you let my guys put a system
in for you too? Tech guys always need the extra money and they
really are the best. With the stuff you’re gonna be doing
in Washington for Monty and then the reps you’re gonna
have all over the country you really need a good system.”
“Do they have the time to do yours and mine?” I
knew that they didn’t but I also knew that David wanted
to help and that he’d make it happen.
He laid the side of his face against Alex’s head while
he rocked him. “Yeah sure. I’ll have Bob put together
a proposal. Might as well start on it while everything is torn
up anyway.” David gestured with his elbow over to where
his office was almost finished. “Joan and the IT guys
are gonna be moving in in the next day or two and hopefully
the rest of the guys next week. Not that’ll be done but
you gotta do it sometime and the construction guys who haven’t
finished are just gonna have to work around em.”
I wonder how many times have I woken up staring at the back
of David’s neck and his shoulder? His butt is pressed
back against my cock and his back against my stomach. He always
feels so small, so slight, and yet there is so much to him
and he so owns me. Not that he ever acts like he owns me or
even thinks in those terms but that’s the reality. So
much of my life is a reaction to David, what he likes, what
he doesn’t like, what I think he expects from me, these
are the driving forces for me, the things that get me off dead
One part of me wants to yell. “Wake up David! Look at
me! Make love to me! Kiss me!” And another part of me
cherishes these few moments, these minutes before he wakes
up while I can still stare at and smell his beautiful black
hair and lightly touch and wonder at the ethereal quality of
his skin and feel his heart beating under my right hand. After
he wakes up he’ll wanna take care of me, fix my breakfast,
see to it that I’m okay. I wanna tell him. “No
David, you sit! Lemme get your breakfast, pour your coffee.” But
I won’t say that because that’s not what he wants
so I’ll sit there and let him feed me and reach across
the table and brush my hair off of my forehead and make sure
that I’m wearing the right tie with the right shirt with
the right suit. Whatever he wants, whatever will keep him loving
I run my right hand lightly down his body until I can feel
the scar where he was stabbed. It seems like a thousand years
ago and feels well healed; it’s not something that I
wanna think about but it plays big in one of my recurring nightmares.
My hand continues down to his ass. Other than golf, which David’s
crazy about, he never really seems to exercise so this ass
has gotta be a gift from the gods. I run my fingers lightly
through the cleft of his hard butt barely touching his asshole.
That caused movement and while he’s still not awake he
pushes back against my cock.
The hair at the back of his head is brushing against my mouth
and I open my lips and allow some to enter my mouth. It’s
nuts but I always wanna lick him. I bury my face deeply into
his hair and breathe in the smell of him, it’s like some
wild, exotic drug to me and my cock begins to swell.
He moves his right hand and covers mine, squeezing it to his
chest. I kiss the back of his neck and his shoulder and then
whisper in his ear his hair brushing the side of my face. “Smile
if you like cock.”
He laughed sleepily. “I like your cock.” He voice
“That’s the only one that you need to think about
at all, Babe.” David’s head was lying on my left
upper arm and I moved my right arm up so that I completed encircled
him and pushed my right leg through his legs.
David reached back and took my hardon and lifting his right
leg a bit positioned it so that it was pressing up against
his balls. He lowered his leg trapping my cock and then pushed
back against me causing me to grunt and say, “Oh fuck!”
“That the cock you’re talking about?”
“Mmmm, the very one.” I was slowly thrusting my
cock between his legs, just a few millimeters forward and back.
David seemed to shudder and he reached behind himself and
lifting his leg pulled my cock up and positioned it at his
asshole. “I need this too bad to tease about it.” He
put his fingers to his mouth and then reached back and coated
my cock and his asshole with spit. Then he reached back and
grabbed my hip guiding me forward.
The head of my cock popped through and I was moving slowly
into him, the feeling of his sphincter muscle as it gripped
my cock and slid down it would have been enough to make me
cum if I hadn’t defocused.
I loved fucking David, it was exquisite but then so was just
lying on the sofa holding him in my arms and actually, while
sex for us was, in a way as necessary as breathing, it was
the other moments, the quiet alone moments when we’d
be lying on the sofa in each others arms, our lips just millimeters
apart, when something magical happened between us and it was
those moments when I could almost lose myself and merge with
“Oh, fuck yes, Mark!” David threw his head back
against my shoulder and slowly started to beat himself off.
Our constant worry when having sex, especially in the morning,
was Alex. True, we had warning devices but his bursting in
on us was an ever-present thought and we were always trying
“Harder, Mark! Fuck yes!” He twisted his head
back and then shook it like he couldn’t believe what
I pushed David over onto his stomach and then pulled him up
onto his hands and knees. Without ever taking my cock out of
him I stood up so that I was squatting over him and our only
point of contact was my cock. This position gives whoever is
doing the fucking tremendous leverage and you have to be careful
because if you loose control you can really hurt someone but
for fucking hard this position can’t be beat and it was
a sure way to bring both of us to a climax quickly.
With my first thrust in David threw his head back. “Oh
fuck yes! Oh yeah!” I massaged his shoulders lightly.
“You okay, David?”
“Yeah, yeah, Babe. Oh fuck that’s good! Keep doin
it, Mark.” David had balled the blankets up in his hands
and his back was rigid. Slowly I increased my speed until I
slamming into him steadily my balls following a split second
behind my cock and slapping into his perineum. I reached under
him and wrapped my right hand around his rock hard cock.
“Holy shit, Mark!” He for the first time began
slamming his ass back against my incoming cock and his entire
body was almost quivering. “Fuck I’m gonna cum,
Mark, I gonna fuckin cum!”
I leaned over David’s back as I jerked his cock and
whispered loudly in his ear. “I’m cumming in your
ass baby, I shooting in you!” David was shooting volley
after volley of cum up against his own chest and onto my hand
and then slowly he fell forward with my cock still inside of
him, both of us sweaty and exhausted. Reflexively I continued
to thrust into David for a few moments more and then slowly
pulled my softening cock out of him and rolled to the side
leaving a trail of cum smearing across his butt and thigh.
We both laid there, relaxing and catching out breath and then,
after a minute David rolled over and rested his head on my
chest for a second but then twisted around and grabbed a towel
off of the night stand and wiped off my cock.
I reached down and pulled the blankets up over us. “We’ve
got some time, no need to rush or anything.”
David sat up and listened for a moment. “They’re
not up yet.” He laid his head back down, went into cuddle
mode and was playing with my chest hair. “You’re
definitely goin to Washington next week?”
“Got to, Sweetheart. I haven’t seen Monty in like
forever and he’s gonna be really important with all this
new stuff going on. Emma wants me to come to some dinner party
she’s giving. You know how I feel about those but it’ll
give me a good chance to make some contacts and get to know
people. Having Monty or Emma introduce me to people is a huge
advantage.” I kissed his forehead and he turned his head
and kissed my chest.
“Well I thought you were gonna get Ted what’s-his-name
to run that office?”
“Meeting him there, same day as the dinner party actually.”
“Why’s he so good?”
“Just a sharp guy and nice too. Shetlan told me he was
available and he’s got a lot of experience around Washington
and God knows that I can use that. He’s worked for the
Defense Department and a bunch of politicians too.”
The first light above our door lit up indicating that Alex
had gotten out of bed. David propped his head on his hand and
looked at me. “The eye of Hurricane Alex is expected
to hit our bedroom momentarily.”
Alex came into the kitchen wearing just his pants and socks
and carrying his shirt and shoes. He handed me his shirt and
twisted his face in frustration. “Dad, will you help
me with this. I can’t get it on.”
“Sweetheart, that’s cause you got it half inside
out. Comere.” Alex stood between my knees and held his
arms up. I slid the shirt over them and kissed the top of his
Alex leaned his head against my leg. “I don’t
wanna go to preschool today, Dad.”
I ruffled his hair. “Yeah, like that’s gonna happen.”
Alex made an exaggerated “Ugggh!” sound and raised
and then dropped his arms in defeat.
He laid his forehead on my leg and then without moving it
twisted his body in a complete circle, a move that would put
the average adult in the hospital but that a four year old
can do with impunity. I shuddered at what he just did and then
picked him up and sat him straddling my lap facing me. I touched
my forehead to his.
“Your probably gonna learn some really cool stuff today.”
“Like what, Dad?”
“Ooooh like why little boys ask so many questions.” Alex
smiled and straddled my knee.
“It’s cause we wanna know stuff, Dad.” He
looked up at me with a “gotcha” look. “How
come dad’s don’t wanna answer so many questions?
Why is that, Dad?” He had a grip on my hand and was twisting
I smiled at him. “It’s cause the answering part
of our brains gets tired.” I knew that I’d pay
for this answer eventually.
I picked him up and turned him around so that I could help
him with his shoes. “Want me to give ya a hand with those
shoes. Sometimes they get a little tricky.” He just nodded
vigorously and laid back against my chest.
David walked in from his office and he had a pencil held behind
his ear. Alex had apparently never seen anyone do that and
he stared wide-eyed at David until finally David realized that
he was being watched intently.
David looked at us both. “What?”
“Dad, you got a pencil in your head!” Alex was
pointing at David’s head.
David reached up and touched the pencil and then laughed and
hunkered down in front of Alex. “I’m holding it
behind my ear so that I don’t forget where I put it.
Wanna try it?”
Alex squirmed off of my lap and reached up and gently took
the pencil from behind David’s ear. “Lemme do it.”
He ran for the mirror in the hall but twenty seconds later
he was back. “It won’t work, Dad! It keeps falling!” David
took the pencil and carefully arranged it behind Alex’s
ear. Alex kinda tilted his head to one side like he was trying
to balance it and walked very carefully to the hall.
I leaned forward and took David’s face gently in my
hands and kissed him. “I gotta go, Babe.”
Alex came walking slowly back from the hall with a big grin
on his face. “It works! I could see it!”
I stood up and grabbed my suit coat. “Hey, pencil boy!
You walking to school today or am I driving you?”
Alex ignored my question but pulled on David’s hand. “Can
I take the pencil with me, Dad?”
David hunkered down next to Alex and hugged him. “Sure
but for gods sake don’t run with it. It’s really
“So whadya think, Marky?” Frank had suddenly appeared
behind me as I was staring out of the window of my new office.
The place was still overrun with tradesmen and now David’s
Frank had his hands stuffed in his pockets and was standing
next to me looking out of the window. “Scary, Frank,
in a way.”
“Being on your own? Yeah, it always is at first but
there’s scarier things.” Neither one of us said
anything for a moment but both of us were thinking about combat,
then Frank said. “Thought maybe I could talk ya into
“We might as well, my secretary if out buying office
supplies, my telephones don’t work, I don’t have
computers yet………….and, well, I’m
We turned at the same time and started walking toward the
elevators. “Marcy really owns this whole freakin building?”
“The family has owned it practically since it was a
prairie.” He gave me a lopsided grin. “She not
quite as nuts as the rest of her family though. Well, not anymore
at least.” He shoved an unlit cigar into his mouth. “As
you can imagine, Marky, I was a stabilizing influence.” I
rolled my eyes.
We sat at the table we usually sat at and the waiter set Frank’s
usual double Scotch on the rocks in front of him and a cup
of coffee in front of me. Frank took a long sip of his drink
and then looked at me.
“Kid, you’re gonna be busier than shit for the
next few months. I got eighteen guys coming in to see you to
be interviewed for rep jobs. You got anybody in mind for an
“Actually, Frank, I figured on poaching someone from
you.” I smiled at him and took a bite of breadstick.
“I got two people for ya, Marky. First of all, Larry
Tangler for Sales Manager, the Germans are bringing in their
own guy so Larry’s gonna be outta work and it makes me
sick, this guy is too good to lose and Diane Fowler for Office
Manager. Same deal, the Germans are bringing in their own guy.”
“How soon can I get em?”
“I haven’t talked to them about it yet. I didn’t
wanna get their hopes up but you know how office gossip is,
they probably already know that you’re gonna be needing
The waiter put soup and sandwiches in front of both of us
and Frank was tasting his soup. “The thing with Larry
is he really has international experience and the reps respect
him.” Frank took a bite of his sandwich and spoke through
it. “I don’t think you’ll find better.”
“Think it’s okay if I call em when we get back?”
Frank looked up from his soup. “Better than okay, right
now they’re just kinda twisting in the wind. This is
the shit part of management.”
Late September in Wisconsin means warm dry days and nights
that are just beginning to get cool. Jackets and topcoats are
dragged out and sent to the cleaners, boots and gloves are
located and put in convenient spots along with ice scrapers
for your windshield. We all know that it’ll probably
be two months before we need most of this stuff but we also
know that it can happen much, much, sooner.
On a warm Saturday afternoon David and I cleaned the pool
and then covered it securely because even though the weather
was still good we knew that it wouldn’t be used again
until spring. We gathered up the gardening tools and cleaned,
sharpened and oiled them before putting them away for the season.
I drove our lawnmower into the storage shed where David was
cleaning the gardening tools. He was dressed in sweatpants
that clung to his butt and a sweatshirt with the sleeves pulled
up on his forearms. I got off the tractor and walked behind
him and wrapped my arms around him.
His black hair was messed up as usual and when he turned his
head toward me his eyes caught the light from the small window
and flashed an intense emerald color.
I nuzzled my face into the crook of his neck and at the same
time shoved my hands down the front of his sweatpants.
“No underwear! I like that.”
“Mark, we can’t do that, every neighbor is out
on their lawn cleaning up stuff.” He grabbed my arms
and was trying to pull my hands out of his sweatpants.
I kissed his neck. “I don’t care how hard they’re
working I’m not sharing you.” Our storage shed
was about ten by fourteen with large swinging doors at one
end and a small side window that faced the house and the street
beyond. There was no way the neighbors could see anything unless
they just happened to be exactly lined up with the doors and
had the vision of an eagle.
I pulled my hands out of David’s sweatpants and he visibly
relaxed but then I quickly knelt down behind him and yanked
his pants down to his ankles and buried my face in his ass.
He started to try and take off but it was soon obvious to him
that with his pants at his ankles and in my control that he
really couldn’t go anywhere. He tried to bent over to
pick them up but I used the opportunity to start rimming him.
“Mark what if somebody sees? What about Alex?” He
was sounding totally freaked.
I pulled my face out of his butt for a second. “Keep
watching out the window, David, so nobody can sneak up on us.” This
was a sleazy ploy on my part that appealed to David’s
paranoia about getting caught having sex. The thing is that
I know that this turns him totally on.
His ass was creamy white and well muscled and I pushed those
globes apart again and began to lick him slowly from the perineum
to the top of his butt hole and then began to slowly circle
it with my tongue.
Once his ass began to relax I stood up and released my cock,
which felt ready to explode. I spit in my hand and wiped it
on David’s ass and the head of my cock and then began
to slowly enter him. His hands gripped the workbench and when
I paused with the head of my cock at his prostate he dropped
his head and said. “Oh fuck!”
I grabbed his shoulders tightly with my hands and worked the
head of my dick back and forth over his prostate. I reached
under him and lightly closed my hand over his cock and I could
feel the precum dripping steadily out of him.
I leaned over him while slowly pumping into him. “Feel
“Harder, Mark.” I increased the pace. “Oh
yeah, like that.”
“I love fuckin you, Baby. I love seein my cock goin
in and outta your butt.” I put the middle finger of my
right hand at his lips and he began to suck on it.
“Thata boy, just go with it. Get into the feeling.” David
was beginning to make the David sound even though I’m
not at all sure that he was aware of it. Inside his ass it
was incredibly hot and he seemed to grip my cock with thousands
of little muscles that massaged my dick and grasped it pulling
it into him.
“I’m gonna cum in your ass, Babe. I’m gonna
shoot a big load of hot white cum up your butt.” David
made a sound somewhere between the David sound and a whimper
and began shooting against the workbench. The pearly semen
dripping slowly down the steel posts. I refocused and kept
my word and began to shoot into him while his asshole was beginning
to spasm around my cock milking it of cum.
We cleaned up with scraps of paper towels and bits of rags.
I sat down on the lawn tractor and pulled David onto my lap.
He looked like he was about to be mad at me for doing what
we just did but then he seemed to shrug it off and I pulled
his head to my chest. I shoved my hands up under his sweatshirt
and wrapped them around his warm naked chest.
“Nobody saw us.” I kissed the end of his nose.
“You shot a huge load.”
“I always do. Genes.”
“You looked like you had a good time.”
He smiled at me and kissed me slowly and deeply. Then murmured. “Your
cock and my butt, gotta be a good time.”
“You’re happy then?”
“I love you, so yep.”
“Me too you.”