Date: Sun, 21 Dec 2003 10:21:21 +1100
From: Alan C <arid48@hotmail.com>
Subject: Australia Bush Story - Chapter 9

Warning

This story is about love between a boy and a man. As love often starts with
sex, it also contains that as well. But love and sex between a boy and a man
is beautiful, and very intense. However it's also illegal in some places. So
as your mother will tell you, if you play with it for too long you'll go
blind, and if sex between boys and men is illegal in your place, don't read
on. As for those of you that want to know about this most beautiful form of
love there is, sit back, relax and enjoy this tale. It's my first attempt at
story writing, and has not been proof read, so enjoy the story, and don't
pick the grammar to pieces.

Your constructive comments are welcome. The story isn't true, but Roger does
exist, but never like this. Mark the subject so I know it's not junk mail.

Alan         arid48@hotmail.com


Australian Bush Story

Chapter 9

I was very concerned now. I wanted a life time with Roger, but he had not
been with anyone else. For some reason this worried me. I was so relieved
that Luke had come alone, to expose Roger to others, especially others his
age. Luke was fun for Roger, & also me. He was a great fuck, but I didn't
love Luke. I loved the sex with him. I loved Roger, although as yet I had
not said this to him. But Roger always enjoyed himself with Luke too. It was
great to see them hanging together, laughing & enjoying their bodies
together when I was lucky enough to see them having sex together. We had
never discussed whether Roger & Luke were having additional sex besides when
I was around. But I strongly suspected they were. I mean after all, they
weren't with me everyday of the week.

We started to walk off to my car, Roger asked what time I was coming round
to their house for my normal Saturday night at the Browns which included
dinner, light chats with Mr & Mrs B, & ended up back at my home having sex
with Roger, I couldn't think of a better Saturday night! It was agreed I
would be there early, so Roger & I could have some sex first, I think Rogers
story had us both ready. I dropped him back at the shop where he had to work
for the rest of the afternoon. He kissed me as he got out of my car, he
hadn't done that in public before, but as there were no cars around the
shop, there was nobody else around. But maybe his parents, if they were
looking out the window, would have seen us.

I arrived at Rogers at about 5.30pm, just enough time to help them shut the
shop & so Roger & I could go up to his cubby for a quick screw while his Mum
cooked dinner. But it turned out his Dad had other ideas, and he invited me
to have a beer with him on the porch, this wasn't unusual, we had done this
before, but not when both Roger & I had arranged to have sex. So I wanted to
keep it short. As it turned out Mr B just talked & talked, we had a few
laughs & quite a few beers. I originally thought this may have been a `I saw
you kissing my son' talk, but it wasn't. We just chatted about the farm, how
well I handled the shearing etc. Roger kept coming out to check up on us,
wearing those stunning shorts & no top, with obviously no undies on, that he
was now famous for. He kept giving me signs to hurry up, & at one stage had
the biggest hard on, it was a wonder his Dad didn't say something to him,
cheeky little bugger!

Mrs B called us in for dinner, she had told Roger to go & get dressed in
something, which mean he had to put on a tee shirt! Mr B asked me "Simon,
what are your intentions?". I wasn't sure what he was asking.

So I answered "Well, Mr B, I was only planning to come back for 12 months, &
that's nearly up now".

He interrupted me, "Simon, its high time you called me something else than
Mr B, after all your almost part of this family". A silence fell over the
table. My throat was starting to get dry. "You can call me Steve, or Dad" he
said. Dad! I thought to myself, where is this going? "Ever since you've been
back, you & Roger have been inseparable, which I'm pleased has had a
positive effect on Roger, his schooling has been a great improvement, his
principle tells me he has a chance at matriculating next year & if he keeps
improving at this rate will have a chance at getting into Uni. Also, Roger
has improved around here, he keeps himself much cleaner than before, showers
every day without arguing, tidies up his room, helps his mother without
asking, things we couldn't dream for more than 12 months ago." His Mum was
nodding saying yes, it has been a big improvement & smiling wide, this is
where Roger gets it from.

"And you think this is because of my influence?" I asked.

"Yes, 100%" Steve answered "your influence has been the only thing that's
changed."

"Roger is also older?" I answered.

"Yes, true, but without your influence, this transformation couldn't have
happened" Steve said.

Roger butts in "Simon, Dad's giving you a complement, he doesn't do that
very often, take it!".

"Well that's nice Mr B, err um Steve err Dad" I Mumbled, gee I felt like a
jerk, where is this leading, I'm thinking. I was feeling a little
uncomfortable, but it was all complements so far.

"I know you were only going to be here for 12 months & that's nearly up, but
if you leave now, Roger, I'm afraid wont do as well at school, & I was
wondering if you were considering hanging around for a bit longer?" Steve
asked, smiling wide, so there are 3 smilers in this family, Roger has no
chance!

"In fact Mum rang the other day & asked how the farm was & how the shearing
went".

"Yes, she rang here afterwards" Mrs B said "She said she was just speaking
to you". I thought to myself did she mention that while she was talking to
me I had my cock up your sons arse?

"Did she say anything else? I asked.

"No".

"She was very pleased everything was working out with the farm, & she asked
me how Roger was" I faded out, shit why did I say that? I though Mum knew
Roger was there, I didn't know how she knew, I guess Mrs B had told her of
our friendship, & Mum being Mum put two & two together. They were all
waiting for me to continue.

"She said that she & Dad wanted to stay in England for another 12 months.
And would I mind if I stayed on the farm for another year".

Roger yelled out "YES!" & was all smiles, he was wriggling in his seat with
excitement, I hadn't mentioned this to him, I thought he overheard the
conversation I had with Mum, seeing he was just there, but maybe he was too
busy coming to listen.

"Oh Simon, will you stay?" Roger pleaded "Please, please".

It was too obvious, I felt really uncomfortable, Roger was obviously too
eager in front of his parents, if they knew we were in love they will try to
stop us, country folk don't like their sons to be faggots.

"I haven't really given it much thought" I lied "I have to restart my
career, & already this year's delay has me behind. But I also feel as if I
should help Mum & Dad, they haven't had a holiday since I was born, worked
everyday". I also wanted to stay with Roger, but I wasn't going to say that
in front of his parents.

Roger was getting inpatient, "Simon, you have to stay, if you leave I'll run
after you, I wont stay here without you. I can't live here without you!" he
had my hand, & was squeezing it really tight, there were tears in his eyes.
I wanted to tell him I had no intention of leaving him, but I couldn't say
this now. I had dug a hole for myself, Roger & I were too busy having sex to
make plans about next year.

"Roger, settle down" I said, "I haven't made up my mind either way. In fact
I wouldn't make a decision like that without talking to you first, you know
that". Oh no, I said too much, why would I talk about this to Roger if we
were just friends? The hole was pretty deep now, I was waiting for Steve to
start up the back hoe & bury me.

"Let me make this easier for you Simon" Steve said "even though to say this
is very hard for me. Beth & I have known Roger was different since he was
about 5. We think Roger realised he was different since he was about 8 or
9." Good God I thought, this is terrible, I didn't want to hear this. Steve
continued "We felt so sorry for him, it was hard enough for me to come to
terms that our son was gay".

"How did you know that?" Roger yelled. He wasn't angry, just surprised.

"But when we did, we didn't know what to do" Steve kept on "we couldn't send
him to Dubbo High School, they would have either abused him or beaten him
up. Our darling, beautiful innocent son & we know there are types out there
just looking for young boys like him. His total innocence & good looks would
surely have destroyed him." I knew what Steve meant, & my thought of him as
a father just went through the roof. "We didn't know what we could do for
him, he had no real friends although he had no real enemies that we knew of,
but he's fairly well protected here in this town"

"When your Mum & Dad told us about your err um `experiences' in the city we
felt for them. Before that we had no idea you were also gay." God my world
had turned upside down. Even back home in the protection of my tiny town
where everyone was my friend my life was a topic of conversation amongst the
town folk. I couldn't talk. The whole room got smaller, shrinking away from
me. Was my world about to collapse yet again?

Steve took it up again "When your Mum & Dad told us they were going overseas
for a year & that you were coming back to manage the farm, we knew you &
Roger had a chance at a relationship. We didn't want to force anything &
stayed right away from it, but we watched you two fall in love & we are so
happy for you. I just finally glad we're able to talk about it in the
open.".

You might be glad, I thought, I was far from it! Roger was stunned, his
silence so unlike him, always wants to put his 2 bobs worth in. Silence from
all, I think they were waiting for me to talk. I didn't feel much like
talking. I looked at Roger, there was no doubt I loved him, & I can now see
he loves me, boy when he thought I was going to leave he nearly shit
himself. I hadn't seen him react like that before & was very pleased he did.
But what do I do here? I wasn't sure why Steve had brought up this topic,
other than to air it, & I didn't feel comfortable about it. There's no doubt
had I have spoken about this with Roger & if we had of decided to tell his
parents I would feel a lot better about it than what I did now. This was
like being caught with your pants down. I wasn't ready for it. The room kept
shrinking away from me, the Browns turning into ants at a very big table.

"So if you can see your way to hang around for another 12 months, we would
be very grateful, & I'm sure Roger wont mind at all" Steve smiled, a wicked
smile, but he warmed to me for what I was & I liked that.

Roger started pleading again "Simon, please, pretty please stay." Then
silence, "Simon, I love you" Roger said. My heart missed a beat, it was out,
he had finally said it, I had tried & tried to get him to say that to me, so
I could say it back, & here he is saying in front of his parents! I couldn't
believe what I was about to say, I felt numb, I had to say it. As much as I
have wanted to say it over the last 12 months, I would have blurted it out
at the drop of a hat on our own, but with his bloody parents there, that's
something else. The room was silent, my mouth wasn't working. The room
started to finally returning to its right size. I looked at Roger. He was
beautiful, he still had tears running down his cheeks, and his Mum looked as
if she was going to cry as well. He is beautiful, stunning, we were holding
hands still, we had been unknown to me for some time. I did love him. My
throat felt like a desert full of red bull dust.

"Roger, I have wanted to tell you this for the last 12 months, but I didn't
want to influence you, or force you into anything you didn't want. You know
that, all along I never tried to force you into anything." I started my
mouth still as dry as a dead dingo's donga. I was looking right into his wet
eyes, he still looked really upset, shocked, not sure of what was still to
come. Everyone else had disappeared from my view, we seemed like the only
ones present, but we weren't of course, his dad & mum were there, but to me
they weren't, so I was able to continue. "Roger Brown, I love you so much
that words are insufficient to describe." And with that we kissed.

Steve started clearing his throat loudly, bringing the whole room back into
my view. Shit, what had I done? Hell, I didn't care. It was out, even in
front of his parents. "Come on guys, just because we are talking about it
doesn't mean we want a show!" which brought us back to reality.

Beth was crying "Steve, let them be for a second, please" she said.

This brought us back to reality. I was looking at Roger, it finally felt
right. We were still holding hands.

Steve asked "OK, so what's it going to be Simon, will you hang around? I'm
sure your parents want you to".

"Of course I will. I always was going to, just that Roger & I hadn't talked
about it".

"That's strange" said Beth "Your Mum rang when Roger was with you, & you
didn't talk about it then?" she had a terrible grin on her face, she knew.

Roger says "I must have been out of the room when she rang, I can't recall
it". In total innocence,

I said "Roger, you were elsewhere occupied!" & we all laughed.

Roger jumps up & yells "YES!' his hard on jumping up & down in his pants and
being as obvious as ever. I smiled, a real Roger type smile. It felt good. I
was blushing badly, but didn't care.

So I think, OK this is over, let's eat.

Steve buts in, seemingly reading my mind, "So this leaves only one more
question."

"Oh yeah, what might that be?" I asked. Bloody hell, I wasn't out of the
woods yet! My nerves were shot, can I take any more of this?

"So what happens after the next 12 months?" Steve asks.

Silence, so now he's got the next 12 months down, he wants more? When will
he be satisfied? "That's a big question" I state "I guess a lot depends upon
Roger". I look over at Roger, he looks a little confused.

"What options do I have?" Roger quietly asks.

"I've done a bit of research" Steve starts "there's a priest in Dubbo that
will do a gay marriage". Holy fucking hell, he's dropped a big bomb now. I'm
spinning. Where do I go from here, my ears are ringing. Marriage! Far out.

Roger squeals "We can get married?"

"Yes, of course we can get married" I answer "as long as we both want to".
What a cock of a statement. "It's a big question Roger, one which I have to
talk about to you before we even consider this. One thing about marriage,
even a gay one, is that is a full time permanent commitment. Are you sure
you want that?"

"Yes, to be with you for the rest of my life is what I want. I've wanted
this for the last 12 months, it's been my only purpose in life."

Silence. I have to talk more to Roger on this, I want this marriage, more
than anything, I could never have dreamt that something like this was
possible. I get the feeling that Steve & Beth as well as Roger want an
answer from me now. They are all staring at me.

"What would my parents say?" I ask nobody in particular.

Beth pops up "your Mum & Dad would be tickled pink. They will come home for
the wedding."

"Have you talked to them about this?" I ask.

"Yes, well just a bit" Beth says sheepishly, she must know what I'm
thinking.

A BIT! Screams in my mind, a fucking bit. How can you just discuss something
like this a bit I'm thinking to myself.

"Oh good" I lie.

Roger is getting impatient, I can tell he starting to think I don't want
this. I do, just not here. "So what's it to be Simon?" Roger asks.

"Roger, I think it's up to Simon to ask you" says Steve. I'm knocked off my
chair. I'm to ask Roger? Says his father! How does he know the roles we
play? Do we play roles? Roger screws me as much as I do him. So is there a
right answer? Silence.

Finally Steve looks straight at me & says "Simon, I think it's up to you at
ask Roger, I just guess the balls in your court now" so he also knew what I
was thinking. Isn't my mind my own any more, or am I that readable?

Silence again. I'm shaking. Beth pipes up "Simon, you don't have to answer
here & now, just think about it, & let us know soon, OK?"

Roger screams "I would like to know now!"

"Roger, I need to have a word with you now. Beth, Steve will you excuse us
for a moment?" I ask.

"Sure" says Steve. I grab Rogers hand & we go off to his room. I haven't
been in his room much, we don't go here, but I do notice it's much cleaner
than before. Maybe his parents are right.

Once we are in the room, I shut the door, we kiss big time. It feels good,
this is going to work. I have a partner for life, I thought I was destined
to a life alone. Not only that I have the most beautiful person to share it
with, both mind & body. Roger pulls away, he has a tear in his eye. "Don't
you want to marry me?" he asks. He's now sobbing fully, very upset.

"Of course I do. It's everything I could dream of."

"Well why didn't you say so out there?" sniff, sniff.

"Roger I had to talk to you first. This is a very serious thing for me, &
us. It's not something we can lock into without discussing it." He looks at
me understanding now. "First, it means we can't have sex with others, like
Luke, I know how much you enjoy sex with him. I also do."

"Luke's a good screw, but I don't love him like I love you",

"Same here, but I didn't know that you felt this way until now, did I?"

"I guess not" answered Roger. "Are you certain we can't have sex with him if
we're married?" Roger asks.

"We can't" I explain. "This is a full on marriage, were we are the only
partners. How would you think if your dad was screwing someone else, even if
your mother was involved?" I ask.

"Yuk Simon, that's gross. How can you even imagine that! Yuk!"

"Simon, I only want you. Luke is my best friend. But we only ever have sex
when you're around. Most of the times I wanted just you, at one time I
thought that you liked Luke more than me. I was so scared. Then I got over
that, but it was hard to accept. Then I realised you wanted me, so I didn't
mind, besides he's a good fuck!" Roger sheepishly smiles.

So it's now out, Roger had tried Luke, & wanted me. I was so glad that Luke
had come along. If he hadn't I wouldn't be as confident about our future.
But Roger had tasted a guy his own age, he had the choice now. Let's hope he
picks me, I think to myself.

We talk a bit more. It's clear we both want this. I'm concerned Roger is a
bit young to lock himself away with me for life & I tell him so. I'm so much
older than him. How will it work in say 30 years? He says he's certain &
that I'm being silly. I explain I can see where his Dad is coming from, at
Uni there are lots of guys who will fall for Roger, many better than me. He
tells me that he won't even see them. I look at Roger, I want this like
nothing on earth.


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Comments etc welcome. Arid48@hotmail.com.

Chapter 10 following soon.

Alan