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."