Date: Thu, 15 Mar 2018 09:05:26 +0000 From: Harry Scott Hayden Subject: "The Priest that Was Love " - Chapter Twenty Three (Nifty/Gay/Adult-Youth) @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ A disclaimer: This story is fictional. Some of the things that happened or will happen to Greyson and Harry. Parts of the characters are fictional as well. All other characters were made up and any similarities are just coincidental. This is a gay romance between teenage boys, 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, 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 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:// www.donate.nifty.org /donate.html @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ "The Priest that Was Love " - Chapter Twenty Three (Nifty/Gay/Adult-Youth) Greyson As I woke up rather early in the morning, I was beginning to dread seeing the day. I am not to sure, how was I supposed to look at Harry in the eyes? Was it going to be awkward between the two of us? Nevertheless, am actually glad that we took chances and kiss. Even so, why am I feeling kind of hard with my emotion? Am I guilty of breaking my abstinence to GOD? My eyes were kind of pained due to the crying I had from the night before. I rose from my bed and went right for the shower room to freshen up myself. The warmed water that cascaded down on my naked body felt therapeutically enlivening. It felt as though all my uncertainty on existent melted away as it trickled downward my body, and it left me with a new sound freedom and realization. Nevertheless, whenever I close my eyes, I could still envision of the time I and Harry shared the kiss. Unknowingly, It instantaneously aroused me to the maximum. I took comfort in releasing the pent-up orgasm evolution within me by stroking my harden penis until I had a forceful released ejaculation. I felt relieved and serene after the deed. It made me to wonder if I Do ever feels guilty about it. I am not to sure as I was enjoying it more than I am supposed to. After the refreshing showers, I went back to my room to change into my unstylish work clothes. It dawned on me as to who I am when I was holding the clerical collar in my hand. It took me to grasp that I am essentially a sinner in GOD's eyes. What I did with Harry, contradict to what I am sermonizing. However, it also made me to realize that I am just a human, one of GOD's creations that have it flaws, feelings and temptations. I took a deep breath and left my room and to begin my day. The house felt so empty without Harry and Hayden. Hayden had an emergency at the hospital, and Harry had left the house pretty early in the morning. We were all supposed to leave for the mass together, but it seemed he had other plans. Silently I preheat my breakfast that was prepared by Hayden and had a lonely meal at the kitchen island. It was a dreadful morning to be alone without the usual cheerful surrounding when they both were around. I quickly finished my breakfast, cleared the dishes into the dishwasher and made my way to church. Surprisingly as I was approaching the church ground, I am being flocked by the rest of the boys. They had asked for Harry's whereabouts as they did not see him coming with me. I seriously did not have an answer for them, so I just shrugged my shoulder. They immediately took out their hand phone and started to make calls to Harry, but without any success of him answering it. As everyone was trying hard to get in contact with Harry, I began to wonder, to why Harry was behaving this way. Is he trying to avoid from walking and seeing me? Did he finally come to his senses to how wrong about what we did? I felt lost and disheartened. He never once acted this way towards me, and it made me so worried of his well-being. Was it because of the things that had happened between me and him? I thought he liked it as I could see his smile widen after the incident. Did he regret it now? Throughout the sermon in the church, my eyes were kept wandering towards the congregations. I was hoping that Harry might be late and was seated somewhere out there, Mingling within the gathering of the people. He was sure to be easily recognized, with his tall stature and beautiful smile. At the end of the service, after everyone left the church ground, I went to my office and gave Hayden a call. "Hello Hayden, this is Greyson." I tried to compose myself to prevent me from hyper-ventilating. I'm begun to get worried about Harry and wondered if he was hurting out there. "Hello Greyson. Is everything alright, you sounded worried?" I was aghast that he could sense my uneasiness just by listening for the tone to my voice. I knew from the very first day I've met him; he would be that someone who had a gift of reading people behaviour. He is after all a qualified doctor. "I am fine Hayden. Nevertheless, I am worried about Harry. He was not in church today. Did he tell you where did he go?" I could not help but to sound like a little sadness in my voice. It's nothing that I could ever do from submitting to my emotion. I do realize that Harry's well-being meant so much to me. "Really? I thought he left the house early to meet with the rest of the boys before going to church." Hayden sounded disbelieved. "Where could he be, leaving the house so early in the morning?" "I am not sure of myself Hayden." I said my good-bye and clicked off the hand phone. For the moment, I sat behind my desk staring blankly at the white wall where an attractive bejewelled Light Aqua Cross was hanging upon the wall. It was emitting a serene blue hue when lights shine on the crystals. Without a doubt, it always gave me comfort and tranquillity whenever I looked at it. I gave it a hard look as I was hoping it would provide me with an answer. I closed my eyes and said a little prayer. "My dear Lord Jesus Christ, Please look after Harry, wherever he is at this very moment. Amen." After a while, I cleared off my desk for the day and decided to give Harry a call on his cell phone. He did not answer it as immediately as I had wanted. However, after a few more tries, I heard his voice. I could feel the sense of relieved developed in me. I nearly chocked with emotions as I had a short conversation with him. I felt over joy to know that he was saved and sound. He had promised that he would be backing home shortly. I instantaneously wrapped up my day in the church and went hurried off for home. I wanted to be there when he returned from his escapade. Along the way, I decided to stop at a nearby supermarket to buy some groceries to cook for supper. Hayden had told me that he would not be home for supper as he had an emergency at the hospital. It dawned on me, that tonight it would just be Harry and me at supper. I decided to cook Harry's favourite meal, which are spaghetti meatballs. I was in my zone, doing things that I had not done for a very long time. I love to cook and I learned from the best, my mom. She taught me everything that I need to know when I decided to go independent in pursuing my calling of to serve GOD and being a priest. She did her best in making sure that the least I would know the basic of cooking. As the years gone by, my cooking skilled had improved tremendously. There were times when I would be in the seminary kitchen helping in preparing food for other priests. As I was happily doing my cooking chores, memories came flooding back into my mind. It regenerates the very first time he walked into the room; I knew then that my hearts had been stolen. He took me back in time to when I was unbroken and innocent. Now, he's all that I've ever wanted, and I knew it from the very first moment; I set my eyes on him. It became like a love song that I've heard over the radio, and I wanted to listen to it repeatedly. "I swear, that every single word in the song was written by only for the two of us. It's like a private dedication from me to you. It was a way of me telling you the way I really felt towards you. However, I knew you might never see me like I do see you. I'll be on my own, as you could not at any time see me beyond the clerical collar on my neck. Will you be there to sing it again? Could I be the one you talk about in all of your stories? Can I even be him? Oh, can I be the one that you have loved Harry? I heard there was someone before, but I know he does not deserve you. He hurt you so bad that I wanted to take revenge for you. He deserved nothing but pain. Harry. It's all that I've been thinking about ever since I knew the story of him hurting you. Nevertheless, I won't do that to you. You've meant so much to me, and it hurts me to not have you in my life. If you were mine, I'd at no time let anyone hurt you. I would never let you go or make you cry. I wanted to dry those tears, kiss those lips, caressed you manly body of perfection and loathed on your existence. It felt so natural kissing you. God made us to meet for a reason, and my reason was to love you endlessly Harry. However, now, sitting in person with Harry on the dining table, had made me wonder if I had made a right decision in opening myself to him. He was still looking hard at my hand that was touching him. His forehead was full of frowning lines. It made me to wonder to what was on his mind. "Harry." He slowly lifted his head towards my face. His eyes were shining with glazed of teardrops forming at the corner. His mouth moved, but nothing came out of it. He looked rather frozen with time. It became awkward between the two of us, and it made me felt so uncomfortable. I missed the bubbly, outspoken, funny and yet respectful Harry. He seemed lost in his uncertainty and seemed to have a lot of things going on in his mind. "Harry, I knew things that are plaguing in your mind. I am going the same emotions as you too." Harry blinked his eyes and teardrops slowly cascade down his cheek. Oh Harry, I am sorry if my action had made you to feel uncomfortable and insecure. You have every right to be disgusted, angry and to think of me on taking advantage of you. I should have known of my limit and yet Harry; I am only human. "Greyson" I snapped my head toward his face when I heard his melodious voice spoke to me. "You did nothing wrong. I am the one with all the insecurities. You are perfect Greyson." He turned his hand over so that both of our palms were touching one another. The warmth from our bodies began to transmit through our touch as I grabbed hold fully of his hands. "Harry, you are perfect too." I could see a glimmer of a beginning of a smile formed in the corner of his mouth. "But Greyson, to where do the two of us stand before the eyes of the society? You're a priest and well-respected in the community. Would it change if they found out about what we have done? "I am not worried about that Harry." I was still holding on tightly to his hand. I do not evermore want to let it go as I will never have the chance ever again. "It's been too long of me living on this world not being my true self, and I hope that for once I can be me Harry. For that moment, we were staring, mesmerizing each other facial expression. Harry began to see that I do mean every word I said on wanting to be me. I knew by then that my life would change forever. And I needed to make sacrifices and drastic changes if I wanted it to materialize. So help me God. @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ I have created a mailing list. If you would like to be added to it and to be informed of the new submission, please contact me at . Please let me know that you read it on nifty.org >. @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@