Date: Sat, 20 May 2017 23:13:48 +0000 From: Harry Scott Hayden Subject: "The Priest That Was Love" Chapter 17 - Revelation @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ A disclaimer: This story is fictional story with things that happened or Greyson and will happen to Harry. All other characters were made up and any similarities are just coincidental. This is a gay romance between teenage boys with adults, there may be sex, but for the most part, it's about their true love of each other. So if that offends you, please discontinue reading. Also, if it is illegal for you to read such material in your country, you have been warned. I hope you're enjoying it and that the story draws you in wanting more. If you have any suggestions or concerns, do not hesitate to email me at harryscotthayden@outlook.com Thoughts and suggestion are always welcome and may or may not be implemented. Concerns will be considered and addressed as much as possible. AND, if you enjoy the stories on www.nifty.org please give a donation to help cover their expenses. While the site is currently free, donations only from loyal fans can help keep it that way. Any amount will help. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ "The Priest That Was Love" Chapter 17 - Revelation (Nifty/Gay/Adult-Youth) Hayden Everything was well-organized and ready for the upcoming event; things in my household were back to habitual. Harry was being a teenager again together with the boys. Greyson had been busied with the church work as for now he had to conduct evening religious classes every Tuesday and Thursday night, that was targeted for the youth. So far, he was an excellent inclusion in the church and in our life. As a young priest, it was easy for him to get close with all the youth. They somehow openly were affable being with him. They took him for a mentor and an elder confederate. Things that Greyson did not know about Harry, worries me though. It would be disheartened for Harry if Greyson did not reciprocate his feelings. I did not want Harry to hurt again. It worries me more for Greyson came out to be gay to the communities. As much as I knew, the people, here were open-minded and accepting of different sexuality. However, I am not too sure if they were willing to preach with a gay priest. The boy Jeremy was everything to Harry. The very day when he introduced Jeremy to me, I could see he emerged with so much love towards Jeremy. However, in the end, Jeremy was taken to be a fake person. He was in a betting game with the rest of his gang. It was a deception in making Harry fell in love with him. They would initially be going to have sex and for Harry got dumped, the very next minutes. Harry was so desolated and gotten his heart transgressed. I was not able to do anything about it. As a father, it hurt me so bad to see my child in that state. Harry would be sitting hatch in his room all day and night. He did not even want to come out, in spite of for food. He was lucky to have the marvellous four, for a best friend. They kept coming to the house and coaxed Harry to move on with his life. They were indeed a very good friend to Harry, and I did love them all. It was Friday evening, and only I and Greyson were in the house. Harry, as usual been out with the guys in town and most probably be coming back late early in the morning. We have just finished eating dinner, and Greyson was about to make his way to his room to rest; I presume. However, I called out to him to have a casual conversation. "Greyson, hope you are not too tired to come and sit down with me for a chat." I did hope he would agree. "Sure, I just thought that you might need some rest after your day of hard work at the hospital." He was being winsome and reverential as always. We were both comfortably seated on the living room sofas while facing each other. I had brought along and pot of hot tea and some cakes for us to munch while we were talking. I am not sure. Why did I sense that Greyson was in an awkward state of disposition and was looking rather worried? Maybe he thought I was being serious in wanting to talk to him on an important agenda. "Greyson, will you just relax a bit. I am not going to grill you on anything. I only thought that, we could have a normal conversation, just you and me. We will never be going to have a chance to talk if Harry and the boys are here." I calmly talked to him and it kind of work as I could see him relaxing a bit. His body posture was not as rigid like a few minutes before. I passed him the tea that I had poured into the tea cup. He took a sip and heaves a breath of relieved. "This is an excellent cup of tea Hayden. It is so odoriferous and delicious." He complemented on the tea that I had made. I just gesticulated to him as I sipped my own cup of tea. We did enjoy the pleasantries together and place our cups on the table. We began to have a casual conversation between the two of us. "It has been a while of you living with us Greyson. I do hope everything is fine, and you have a pleasant stay with both Harry and me." I was casually talking to him. "It has been great Hayden, for you and Harry to be able to take me into your household. Both of you have been so generous to me, and I am thankful to both of you." I was utterly impressed by him for being a good person. He was young, mind you, and yet he was mature in his mannerism and thinking. It might be the way he was brought up by his parents and his time in the convent had somehow structured him to be a good person. For him to take a vow of celibacy and be a priest was so brave of him. Greyson was comfortably sitting on the sofa, while still taking sips of the hot tea. From my point of view on Greyson, he's basically a charming guy and full of youthful vibe immersing within him. He made it easy for the boys to get close to him. They were only aged about five years apart. Greyson did have good looks, with the jet-black hair that was cut in a swag kind of way. He was physically well-built and the aura coming out of him was so calming. Harry seemed to be rather comfortable being with him. "Greyson, I know that Harry had been so attached to you." Greyson jumped a bit on the sofa when I suddenly spoke about Harry. He immediately put the tea cup on the table and began fidgeting with his fingers. There was the worrying frown forming on his forehead and beads of sweat had scattered there too. He was not looking at me but more on his fingers. "Are you alright Greyson?" His reaction began to worries me. "Yeah I am and please do not worry." Greyson was breathing rather hastily, but stable enough to lean back on the sofa and to breathe properly. I chortled over the way he reacted. It was kind of cute to look at him hot and bothered and yes; he was blushing too. Maybe he was not expecting me to jump on him and talked about their closeness. "I just want to be up front with you." Greyson was gazing at me with his ears pointed and anticipating for me to carry on. I took a deep breath and continued, "Harry is gay, and he had hurt before. I just do not want to see him anymore." Greyson was not amenable, but he was looking at me straight in my eyes. "It took a long time for him to convalesce, and the boys had been there with him all the way." Greyson still did not enunciate anything as he was vacillating listening to me. "For the last few months, ever since you have been living with us, I can see, my son, comes back to life. As though he had found the countenance reason to live, and he found it for you." I gingerly smiled at Greyson. "I am sorry Hayden if you ever thought that I will eventually be going to hurt Harry because I am not." Greyson sounded defensive for a moment. I felt kind of worried if what I had said offended him. He might be wrongly missed interpreted what I am saying to him. "I am not signifying on anything Greyson. Please do not get me wrong. I love the way both of you are reacting to each other, and Harry has been disseminating with self-confidence and gratification whenever he is around you." Greyson slowly mellowed down his defensive stature. I gave a sigh of relieved. "I trusted you whole heartedly Greyson that Harry is in an excellent hand." He smiled a bit as I can see the slight stretch on his mouth. I do really was hoping that Greyson did catch where I am going to. "Please, do not you worry, Hayden. I am not a homophobic guy for a priest. I adore everyone, and I do love Harry. I implied all the other boys too." He became diffident with the slip of his tongue. He looked earnestly cute when his cheeks go red in abashment. It amused me though to know that he had that kind of feeling for Harry. "Will you just stop from glowing Greyson. I know you look very cute. You've might look like a roasted on a grill prawn if you did not stop." I was amusing at him. "Do not worry, I had taken a picture of your flushed, and I want to show it to Harry tomorrow." I could not hold the giggles any longer. I was irrepressibly laughing out loud on the sofa. "Do not you dare to show it to him, or tomorrow I would not say grace at the time of dinner." Greyson was laughing simultaneously with me. "Is that so much of a presage Greyson?" I reciprocated his challenger. He was surely ludicrous and of a facetious guy for a clergyman. They would generally be seen as the stereotypical, unwavering and fervent. Maybe it was in as much as of his youthful age. His charisma and his evocation of a priest deviated from the elderly eternities of the priest commune. "Show me what?" We were both stunned at the additional voice in the living room. We abruptly stopped laughing and turned to looking toward the direction of the voice. We were surprised to see Harry and the boys back from their outing. Everyone quickly rushed to claim a seat on the long sofa. Harry was nonchalant with the reaction on Greyson's face, which was priceless. And I did take a picture of them together on my iPhone. The striplings were pretty laid back to see Harry and Greyson were seated adjoining together. They were too engaged nattering among themselves. And was oblivious to the way Greyson was behaving and glowing when Harry was sitting tightly with him. "Father, what were you and Greyson had been conferring about. We could overhear both of you laughing out loud from the door, and you did not even hear us coming in." Everyone stops talking and was looking at Greyson and me concomitantly; Greyson was staring at me with pleading eyes and mouth the word "NO" I smiled broadly and widely at Greyson, and it made him to feel skittish. His eye was pleading with me as he knew what I am about to do. I chortled while respondent to Harry. "It is nothing son. Greyson was just being cautionary with me." It made Greyson's sighs with relieved. "What, what did you say to Mr. Hayden?" It was Issac who was asking that question, and everyone's attention was on Greyson. He was totally put in a spot. Even Harry was looking at him with his head turned to the side. If Harry's sloped in about a foot more, he will be kissing Greyson on his cheeks. Greyson was in dire straits, and he was looking at me for help. "What did you enunciate to Mr. Hayden?" It was Issac who was asking Greyson the question, and everyone's attention was on him. He was unmitigated put in a spot. Even Harry was looking at him with his head turned to the side. If Harry's inclined in about a foot more, he would be giving a smacker to Greyson on his cheeks. Greyson was in dire straits, and he was looking at me for help. "He did threaten me that he will not say the grace anymore at whatever time we have dinner." They managed to apprehend the witticisms and were laughing out loud. "Now, do divulge us. Why are all of you backing so early today?" It was my turned to questioning them. I and Greyson gave the grimace looked, and it was kind of made them feel being crossed to examine. "We felt jaded of doing the same thing every week father. Instead, Donovan insinuated for all of us to come here to sleep over." Harry was looking at me with beseeching eyes. "We do hope that is alright with you father." "I hope you do not resent for me to imply that Mr. Hayden. We felt safer being here more than when we are outside." One and all were looking fixedly with their eyes on me. I felt gladiolus to know that the boys established my house as a safe sanctuary for them all. It really meant a lot to me to apprehend from them. "I would love to have all of you here. My home will invariably be open for anyone of you boys." I was disseminating with pride at all of them. It was so surreal at that moment. Being an adult was never easy. What else if you are a single parent. The love of your child would always be the one worth living for. Even so, now, I've gotten four or even five, including Greyson, to call as my sons. "Guys, I thought you had more to ask from the father." Harry turned to looking at all of them whom were seated obediently with their hands on their lap. "What would you all like to beseech of me, boys? Do not be apprehensive about asking, as all of you liken my own sons." I became to get worried not knowing to what they were going to ask of me. Jayden began to speak on behalf of them all. "Well, Mr. Hayden, all of us had been conferring with Harry." He stopped to take a deep breath, "All this time; we will either be outside doing our thing together, or we will be in here in your house. You have been very good to all of us, giving us food and sharing the love you give to Harry with us. You had been like a father figure more than our own father, sir." Greyson and I were astonished when we saw all of them sniffling at the same time. Nevertheless, we've decided to keep quiet and let him finish talking. "As you have said that you took all of us like a son, and we want to do the same to you too." He paused another time and continued speaking with a lumped into his throat. "We want to take you as a father to us and to be able to call you as a father instead of Mr. Hayden." Jayden immediately looked at the floor like all the other guys. Harry was grinning at me and nodding his head at the same time. I fully apprehended what it meant Nonetheless, I was shocked beyond believe that they highly looked at me that way. My eyes began to water, and teardrops slowly cascaded down my cheeks. I was just nodding my head, as I was choked with emotion. As the boys did not hear any answer from me, they raised their head and saw me crying and while nodding my head in acceptance. They rushed out to me and enfolded me with the snuggest hold as possible while crying. I could see that Harry and Greyson were similarly emotional as the rest of us. Nevertheless, I smiled when I saw them, hugging to each other somewhat comfortably. Am I really that comfortable to see Harry being close to Greyson? At the same time, I was afraid that he was going to get hurt again if Greyson did not reciprocate the same feeling towards him. Is Greyson even a gay man, mind you, he is a priest after all, and he did take a vow celibacy to the Lord Jesus Christ? What I need right now is a bit of a revelation from the Almighty in regard to everything that was happening in our life. I've made a vow not to be judgmental human being. I willingly accepted what God threw at me. It became one of the finest moments of my life. It was definitely going to be one of the best memories to keep. After a while, everyone calmed down. I asked them to call to their parents and tell them where they were and afterwards go to sleep. Each one of them took out their own phone to make the call, and then they said Goodnight to me and Greyson. However, what they did next surprised me, each one of them came to me and kissed me on my cheeks and dutifully walked up to Harry's room. Harry was the last one to kiss me Goodnight. He whispered the word "Thank You" into my ears, and then he walked toward Greyson. He gave him a big hug and nonchalantly kissed him on his cheeks before he walked up to his room where the rest of the boys had gone too. Greyson was speechless and seemed like he did not know how to react. I walked up to him and patted him on his shoulder and took him out of his reverie state of mind. He did need to stop from blushing so much and went to sleep instead. It was undeniably another brilliant and blessed day for the Hayden's household. I have a son of Harry, and now I had more sons to celebrate life with. 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