Date: Sat, 15 Jul 2017 13:33:05 +0100
From: Reickard Masters <succme@zoho.com>
Subject: Dura et Pulsans IV-1

Dura et Pulsans – Continuum IV - 1

"What about, Dad?" Daffyd asked.

"Your relationship with each other," Daffyd's father said.

"What do you mean? We're friends," Daffyd said.

"Yes, you are friends. But you're more than that. You're boyfriends also;
aren't you?"

Both of us stayed silent, not knowing quite how to answer that. Mr. Morgan
let us squirm for just a few moments before he said, "I take your silence
as confirmation that we all have guessed correctly. Yes, your mother and
Del's parents also know. Now, we all have agreed that it makes no
difference to us, because we all love both of you boys, but we know that
there are a lot of people out there who will not accept it. Some of them
might want to take some sort of action against it too. That action could be
physical, and you guys could get badly hurt. None of us want that, so we
are asking that you try to act as if you are not in love with each
other. Although there has been some movement towards making homosexuality
legal, you both are still under the age of consent for same-gender
sex. It's going to be hard for you two, because we can see it just in the
way you look at each other. Now, don't try to offer any excuses; none are
needed. Just please be careful. We'd better get a move on now. If you miss
your train and I have to drive you to school, your mother is not going to
be impressed."

"Thank you, Mr. Morgan. I'm sorry if this disappoints you," I said.

"Hey, I just told you I love you. No more of this `mister' malarkey. Call
me Darren, and you best remember that his mum is Enid," Daffyd's dad told
me. "And there's no being disappointed either. This sort of thing does not
come about by chance. Meeting each other maybe was by chance, but being
homosexual is as much a part of you as being heterosexual is a part of
me. I can't change me and neither can you two."

"How did you ...?" Daffyd couldn't put words to his question.

"Amelda invited us over for supper that night you stayed over at Del's
house. When you two went off to start your baths or whatever, she asked us
if we had noticed anything about you two. Enid immediately said that you
were very close. Del's father said that he had not really noticed anything
but as far as he was concerned if you two were lovers he had no problem
with that. I had noticed that you two were very close but had not put two
and two together to come up with homosexual; just very good friends. I
guess guys aren't as sensitive to this sort of thing as girls are." Darren
Morgan smiled.  "Now, come on or we'll miss that train." He opened his door
and got out, which put a stop to any further conversation of that nature.

When we got on the train we found a spot to stow our two trunks and then
sat down in a section of the wagon that was still empty. We knew that it
would fill up as we travelled, but at least we would have a bit of time to
ourselves, and we needed it.

Daffyd's father stayed with us until the whistle blew and he had to get out
of the train. Once we were moving Daffyd said, "Shit. Gail saw it in the
way we look at each other, and our parents saw it too. How the fuck are we
going to keep this from the others?"

"I don't know, but I think we might have an advantage in there being no
girls in the school, apart from teachers and other staff. Neither of our
fathers noticed it until our mums had told them. The other guys at school
know that we were becoming friends. If we let our friendship show,
hopefully the guys will think that is all it is, a friendship that is
developing into a good friendship," I suggested hopefully.

"There's only one way we will find out if that works, but I think we must
be careful about not being seen alone together too much," Daffyd added.

"There's also Ewan, Trevor and Ian that we can try and include in our
circle of friends. That might help to alleviate suspicion," I said.

"Yeah. I get on alright with them, and they did stand by you when the
crunch came. That's surely enough reason for you to want to try to be
better friends with them," Daffyd reasoned.

"I guess we'll just have to wait and see how things develop and try to be
just as we were that last week before half term to start with," I
said. "But at least while we are alone here with no one else to see I'm
going to get in a bit of fun." I moved my hand straight onto the bulge in
Daffyd's school trousers and caused it to grow by some gentle
rubbing. Daffyd didn't wait longer than a few seconds to start returning
the favour and rubbed me well enough that I had to stop him for fear that I
would cum in my briefs. Just before we were due to reach the next station
on the line I said I needed to take care of what he had started and went
off to the loo, which was in the next carriage along. I was still hard when
I got inside and closed the door, and there was a definite wet patch in my
undies where my pre-cum had soaked in. I didn't bother to get my trousers
and undies lower than my knees before I wrapped my hand around my cock and
began stroking rapidly as I stood over the toilet bowl. Despite the fact
that Daffyd had got me off before we left home, when we had shared our last
sixty-nine together until we didn't know when, I didn't have to stroke very
long before I blasted my load out all over the toilet bowl and its lid. It
took more toilet paper to clean that mess up than what I would normally use
to clean myself up after cumming onto my chest and stomach.

When I got back to Daffyd we were pulling into the station and he couldn't
go and relieve his tension, so while we were still alone, I managed to rub
him up some more while telling him how my cum splattered all over the
toilet seat and I had to spend more time cleaning up than actually making
the mess in the first place. As soon as the last house flew past our
window, Daffyd was up and walking down the carriage with quite a noticeable
bulge in his trousers. When he returned from the toilet some others had
moved into our carriage and we had to be careful what we talked
about. Although we were never crowded, we did have enough company in the
carriage to curtail any further fun play.

When we pulled into the station where we would be getting off the train we
saw Mr. Stone standing on the platform. Clearly he had been sent to collect
us and any others who might be on the same train. We stacked our trunks one
on top of the other and manhandled them off the train like that. Stone came
up to us and grumbled some comment about not being told that Morgan would
be on the train. It made no difference to us because he would have to take
both of us anyway. When we arrived at the school we were followed in by a
black Mercedes that had tinted windows and looked very important. Daffyd
and I got out of the school mini bus in time to see the Mercedes pull to a
halt in the middle of the car park. Almost before it stopped the two front
doors opened and two black men got out, one dressed in a smart suit and the
other in an equally smart chauffeur's uniform. They each opened one of the
back doors of the car and we watched, somewhat in awe, as Adia Kesiana
stepped out of one side and an older version of Adia got out of the other
side.  Daffyd and I stacked our trunks up again, grabbed the handles of the
lower one, lifted them and began to walk towards the dorm. When we got
closer to the Mercedes Adia called out, "Hey, Morgan, I've got your key
here." Daffyd and I put our trunks down and walked towards Adia. "Baba,
this is Morgan, and this is Butterworth. Guys, meet my father."

I put out my hand and Adia's father took it in his, giving me a very firm
handshake that made me wince slightly. "Happy to meet you," he said, then
repeated it as he gave Daffyd an equally firm handshake. I learned later
from Daffyd that he had to stop himself from crying out as his hand was
squeezed by the Nigerian High Commissioner. In the meantime, the suited
aide or bodyguard had opened the boot and lifted Adia's trunk out. This was
followed with a smaller suitcase that we presumed held his cameras. Adia
shook his father's hand, said good-bye and picked up the smaller case,
while the aide carried his trunk towards the hostel doors. We returned to
our trunks and followed Adia into the hostel. We headed off towards our
dormitory while Adia's trunk was carried all the way to his dormitory by
the aide.

Daffyd and I were quite pleased to find we were the only two in the
dormitory at the time, although we could see that a couple of the others
had already arrived and left some of their stuff on their beds. We helped
each other to pick our trunks up onto our beds and started to unpack
them. There was a soft knock on the door, and Daffyd went to see what it
was. The `what' turned out to be a who, as Adia was standing the other side
of the door when Daffyd opened it. "Hey Adia, what's the problem?" he
asked.

"No problem, at least not for you guys. Here I have something for you." He
handed me an envelope. "There's some more pictures some of the guys will
not be too happy with and the negatives of the photos I took of you. I
promise that I have not made any prints of them. And here's your key
back. I haven't tried mine; if it doesn't work you'll be hearing from me to
borrow yours."

"Thanks, Adia. I really appreciate this," I said.

"It was nothing. In fact I quite liked getting one over those bastards and
at the same time giving you something to sort them out with." Adia smiled
at me and his black face was split with an arc of white teeth.

"Did you have a good break?" Daffyd asked him.

"Some was good. I loved developing and printing my pictures. Got some good
ones of you guys which I will show you if you want. But then I had to
attend this boring parade thing in London with my father. It was alright
for him. He had loads of people coming up and talking to him and so on, but
I just had to stand around in a bloody uncomfortable suit and smile. It
took six hours, and I maybe said twenty words in that whole time."

"Shit! I'm glad I didn't have to do anything like that," I said.

"I saw you two carrying your trunks together. Are you now proper friends?"

"Yes. My parents moved into the same town where Del lives while we were at
school, and I bumped into Del in town. We live quite close to each other
now," Daffyd said.

"Ah, that's nice," Adia said.

Daffyd and I continued to unpack our trunks, and Adia stayed, which was a
bit unusual. It seemed like there was something more he wanted to say, so
Daffyd asked him, "Is there something more?"

"I was hoping you might be prepared to do some modelling for me," Adia
said.

"I thought I owed you that for taking those photographs for Del," Daffyd
said.

"No. There is no debt. But I would like to have some pictures that are
offered freely. They just seem so much more sexy that way," Adia told us.

"Are you asking just Daffyd or both of us?" I asked.

"Both or either one. But there is another bit too. Is either of you any
good at taking photographs?"

"I've never had the chance," Daffyd said.

"I've used my dad's camera a few times, but I don't know if I'm any good,
really. Why?" I said.

"Would you be willing to learn and take a few instructions from a junior?"
Adia asked.

"You mean from you?" I asked.

"Yes. I want someone to take some photos with me in them. I have loads of
photos of other people but none of me."

"I guess you could give both of us some training and then see which one is
better," I said, knowing Daffyd would go along with that. "As for posing,
yes I will pose for you, but on one condition. When you print the pictures
you print some copies for me and Daffyd."

"And I will pose too. We can even pose together if you want," Daffyd said.

"Thank you. We can talk in a couple of days, when we know our time-tables,
and see where we can fit some lessons in," Adia said and then left.

Shortly after he left I turned to Daffyd and said, "You know we might just
have let the cat out the bag there."

"What do you mean?"

"We both offered something for each other. I told Adia that I wanted copies
of any pictures for both of us and then you said we could pose together for
him. And all three of us knew he was talking about nude photos," I said.

"Yeah, I guess we might have then. Shit. This is going to be harder than we
thought."

We went back into our own thoughts for a bit and were not able to continue
that conversation as more of the dorm inmates arrived in that time.

"Hey, Morgan, how come you're here so early? You're usually one of the last
to arrive back," Trevor Wilson greeted us.

"Yeah, well I live in a different town now. How was your half term?"

"Pretty shit actually. I got sick on the Monday and only really began to
feel better on Friday. That certainly didn't give me a chance to make any
headway with the girls," Trevor told us.

Flynn showed that he had not enjoyed being left on tenterhooks for the half
term break. "Well if it isn't the gay and his mate," he said by way of
acknowledging our presence rather than offering a greeting. "You're still
not safe you know. Even with those pictures, we will get you somehow."

"Well I guess that depends on how brave you really are," I said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Flynn asked.

"You'll just have to wait and learn," I said, leaving him to ponder and
smoulder.

We still had a fair bit of free time until dinner. I suggested to Daffyd
that he bring his key and we go for a walk. I slipped the envelope that
Adia had given me into my shirt and we left the dormitory. We took a longer
route round to the hut, but once we had locked ourselves in I pulled out
the envelope, and we began to look at the pictures Adia had done for me. We
discovered that he had given us quite a lot of duplicates too, which would
give us some to show the four cuntets without fear that they would tear
them up and we would lose our leverage. Both of us had a bit of a laugh
over some of the pictures, but we got solid boners from looking at their
solid cocks. It was not long before we dropped our trousers and wanked each
other off.  I sorted out a few of the duplicates and put them with the
polaroids the guys had already seen. I climbed to the second level of the
hut and put the envelope with the bulk of the pictures in it into a little
gap I found between the wall and the shelf that held the plates with
numbers and letters. I used a pencil that was lying on the shelf to help
jam the envelope into the gap so it wouldn't fall out.

"I'm kind of glad you didn't post this key home. There would have been no
way of getting it back," I said as I did my fly up.

"Yeah, and I think we are going to need it quite a bit in the coming
weeks." We both smiled. "By the way, how do you feel about getting naked
and doing stuff together for Adia to photograph?"

"I'm quite excited about it, actually. I trust him. There is something
about the way he returned these to me that just makes me trust him. I quite
like him, and if he wants to get sucked off again, I'll think about it," I
answered.

"Can I look at those negatives? Or do you just want to destroy them and try
to forget how they came about?"

"I will destroy them, but you can look first," I said, handing the strips
over to him.

"Shit, he really put you through the mill with those. How many are there?"

"I don't know," I said. Daffyd started to count them.

"Thirty three. Plus there were the polaroids too. He has given you back
quite a bit of money's worth in that lot."

"Yeah. I think that's one of the reasons I trust him and why I like him," I
said.

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