Date: Mon, 14 Jun 2010 13:34:26 +1000
From: Trevor Johnson <trevorvj@optusnet.com.au>
Subject: adventures of cliff part 29

This story is part truth and part fiction, and it is up to you the reader
to decide when one stops and the other starts. It is about Cliff growing up
in England in the 1950's and sixties

I f this type of written material is offensive or against the law in your
part of the World then I suggest you stop reading now.

I would like at this stage to point out that I am using some terminology
which is used these days but was not around back in the 50's and 60's. This
is just to make it easier for some of you young 'uns out there to
understand what I am talking about.

My apologies somehow chapter 29 came out the same as chapter 28 not sure
how I did it but I did. Anyway here is chapter 30 which is really the
follow on to #28. Sorry for the confusion.

Next morning it was off to school as usual. We overslept so there was no
time for any sexy stuff. After assembly the choir stayed behind to practise
and get ready for our broadcast on the overseas service of the BBC or
something like that anyway.

We had a break and then went back into the hall were a sound engineer had
assembled his equipment and had microphones set up all over the place. This
guy was in his twenty's I guess and looked quite cute but when the
producer, come announcer walked in my cock started twitching.

He was also in his twenty's with fairly long blonde hair which after a
while I realised was died that colour. The way he pranced around it was
obvious that he was gay and because I had a solo part to do Mr Waddington
introduced him and he took me by the arm to lead me over to my very own
microphone. He adjusted it to my height and as he walked away his hand
brushed against my cock. He stopped turned raised an eyebrow and very
quietly said "Oooh nice". and blew me a kiss. I ignored this thinking what
a fucking queen. I wasn't into effeminate guys at all.

I then noticed the engineer looking daggers at me. He really glared and had
a snarly look on his face.

We had a run through of the song and the producer told us to relax while
they checked the levels and other stuff.

After a while he came over to me and began messing around with my
microphone all the time going out of his way to rub up against me, his body
coming into contact with my cock and he then went behind me to do something
else and his hand brushed against my arse. He couldn't have made it more
obvious that he wanted me. Just then the engineer came over and said in a
menacing whisper.

"He's mine so don't get any ideas into your fucking little head because
I'll knock you from here to kingdom come if you try any thing on with my
boy friend, Understood?"

I nodded my head nervously and said "I have no intention of doing anything
with him, thank you".

He grunted and walked away and I thought what a fucking arsehole. He's
welcome to the queen.

The producer, (I never did find out his name) called us all to order and
pointed out that this would be a take.

We sang the song and it sounded good including my little bit, but all the
time I was singing the producer was standing very close.

This made me feel very uncomfortable and he put me off.

He called for another take and I said to him straight out. "Would you mind
standing away from me please you are putting me off".

"Oh a touchy bitch are we" he replied but he did stand over the other side
of the hall and this time we gave a perfect performance.

While they were packing their gear away he made a point of coming over to
talk to me and I was quite surprised when he said.

"You have a lovely voice deary, have you considered trying to get a job
with the BBC when you leave school".

I explained that I was thinking of going to agricultural college but he
continued.

"Here's my card, if you change your mind give me a call and I will put you
in touch with the right people".

Oh yes I thought I believe that pigs can fly as well, but I did take his
card and put it in my wallet. All this time the engineer was looking at me
with a threatening look on his face.

The producer said, "Don't worry about my boyfriend dearie, he gets jealous
if I look at another boy. I'll bend over for him in the van and he'll be
ok."

I was amazed at this guys words and actions, Homosexuals who were
effeminate like him were new to me and it was quite an experience.

I remembered his card a fair while later and was able to put it to good
use.

Straight after choir when the fairy and his partner had left we went into a
rehearsal for the play. I think I told you that my ex, Gwen was playing the
leading lady and that we had a couple of scenes where we kissed and
cuddled. For once in my life I was a bit nervous about this but when the
time came for me to kiss her, while she tried to get me going, but I just
carried on playing the part. I could tell she was upset and disappointed
that I did not respond to her kiss but I didn't want to rekindle our
romance. I was still in love with her I think, but my Derek was upmost in
my mind.

Derek had attended the rehearsal and while we where performing he was
painting scenery and I noticed he was keeping a close eye on Gwen and me.

It was then I realised that Derek was becoming jealous and possessive were
I was concerned. I thought back to how he got upset when Bruce and I were
screwing and now he was keeping a check on Gwen and I.

I'll have to talk to him about this I said to myself.

John Waddington our drama teacher wanted Gwen and I to appear more romantic
and loving so we had to do our scene over again.

To satisfy him I went into a clinch with Gwen and as soon as I started to
kiss her with a bit more passion she responded and we both got carried away
and my dick started to get hard. I was willing it to behave it's self and
stay down but no my cock had a mind of it's own and by now Gwen could fell
its hardness against he body and she started quivering with lust and
excitement.

Glancing sideways I could see Derek had stopped painting and was staring at
us with a very unhappy look on his face.

I broke away and mumbled to John Waddington that I had to go to the
toilet. I ran off the stage hoping that no one would have spotted my
aroused state and headed for the senior toilets. Taking a piss brought the
swelling down and I left the cubicle to wash my hands.

I spotted Derek in the doorway standing staring at me with his arms folded,
looking very unhappy.

"What's wrong baby?" I asked noncommittally.

"What was all that about with Gwen" he demanded.

I moved towards him to take him in my arms, but he moved away.

"Don't touch me just answer my question".

"That was nothing about Gwen". I replied. "I was acting my part as I am
supposed to do, but she came on a bit strong and I got carried away".

"Carried away, you would have fucked her there and then if you had the
chance".

I was getting pissed off by his attitude and said.

"I've had it up to here with your petty jealousy there is nothing between
Gwen and I anymore and if this is the way your going to act every time I
look at another person I think we should look at our relationship in
another light and maybe cool it a bit".

The minute I said that I regretted it and the look on my lovers face told
me I had gone too far.

"Well that's alright by me" and he turned and stormed off.

I went back into the cubicle sat down and began bawling my eyes out. What
have I done I've told the only person I've ever truly loved to virtually
fuck off.

I must have sat there for about half an hour when I heard someone come into
the toilets.

They knocked on the cubicle door and I heard John Waddington's voice.

"What the hell happened between you and Derek" he demanded .

"Nothing".

"It certainly isn't nothing, he's in my classroom bawling his eyes out and
your in here doing the same".

He pushed the door open and looked down at me. "Tell me what happened, and
don't say nothing".

"He's getting jealous and possessive that's what wrong" I answered between
sobs.

"For fucks sake your both carrying on like a couple of juveniles just out
of infant school. Wake up to your selves and start acting like adults which
you really are"

He reached forward grabbed my hand and said "Come on we are going to sort
this stupid rot out right now".

I tried to resist him but he kept pulling me along so in the end I gave in
and went with him to his classroom.

Derek was sat with his head in his hands and didn't look up as we walked
in. John sat me down close to Derek but a couple of chairs away and he
stood facing us.

"If you two don't kiss and make up I'll bang your fucking heads together".

He continued, "A relationship like you two have was never meant to easy and
never will be , Bruce and I have had our moments when things could have
been better between us but we always sat down and talked it through and
that is what you two are going to do right now".

We both raised our heads and looked at him but didn't say anything or look
at each other.

"I'm going to leave the two of you now to sort out your differences and I
am locking the classroom door so that you will not be disturbed, when I
come back in about 30 minutes I expect the both of you to be smiling and at
least talking to each other understood".

Neither of said anything.

"IS THAT FUCKING UNDERSTOOD" he yelled. We both shot upright and said yes.

"Good now I'm going".

True to his word he walked out shut the door and I heard the key turning in
the lock.

We both sat there with our heads down not looking at each other for about
five minutes. Finally I couldn't stand the silence any longer and spoke
first.

"Please believe you are my only one true love and will always be".

Derek just sat there looking down not moving.

"You have nothing to be jealous about, because as long as we are together
it will be just you and me".

He slowly raised his head looking at me his eyes red from crying and his
cheeks stained with tears.

"I'm sorry, Cliff, I love you so much I can't stand it when anyone else
comes near you especially someone like Gwen who I know you still have a
soft spot in your heart for".

"I will always have that spot for Gwen and I do love her but I love you
Derek more and in a different way".

I moved closer to him.

He looked into my eyes and started to cry again, with tears forming in my
eyes I moved over taking him in my arms, hugging him tightly.

"I'm so sorry" he sobbed. "you don't deserve me, acting like this".

"Deserve doesn't come into it I love you, I love you very much, but our
relationship can't work if you are continually acting like this, oh baby
lets not even think of breaking up ever again".

He leant forward and kissed me while we held on to each almost frightened
to let the other one go.

We both stayed in each others arms not speaking for several minutes then
Derek broke the silence.

"I love you and never ever want to lose you but each time you look at
someone else I think that you will leave me and I couldn't bear to be
without you, my husband."

I thought for a while, then I spoke as softly and has tenderly as I could.

"I love you, you're my wife and that's the way it's going to stay, if you
like I'll tell John to put my understudy in to the play so I don't have to
kiss Gwen.

"No don't do that you are the only one capable of doing that part, I'm ok
with it now".

"I'll have a talk with Gwen and just tell her that we can never be an item
again that it is just play acting and nothing else".

Derek kissed me long and hard his tongue finding it's way into my mouth,
and I knew that it was sorted. Well I hoped it was because I never want to
lose this man ever.

I began laughing and my lover looked at me and said "What".

"I promise you that I will never crack a `woody' when I'm kissing Gwen".

That really broke the ice and we both laughed., just as John Waddington
unlocked the door and walked back in. He smiled and said. "That's better,
by the looks of things you have kissed and made up".

We both grinned sheepishly and nodded.

He continued. "I never ever want to see you two carry on like a couple of
spoilt kids again understood"

We nodded and said yes both of us blushing.

"Now the headmasters had a phone call from the police prosecutor and I'm
afraid Cliff you will have to testify in court on your bashing because they
have all pleaded not guilty".

My heart sank because that was the last thing I wanted to hear.

"Tomorrow morning you have to go see the prosecution barrister And he will
talk you through the process and brief you on what to expect ".

"Do you think they would mind if Derek came with me for moral support?"

"I don't know you'll have to see Mr Garth about that one".

Thinking back on my bashing and being in hospital I had hoped that it would
all go away and be forgotten. Still life wasn't meant to easy especially
for two homosexual schoolboys madly in love with each other.

We left school and made our way home to Derek's place. No one was home so
we went up to his bedroom and I laid on the bed totally spent. My lover
laid down next me and we held each other had a gentle kiss and drifted off
to sleep. It was almost dark when Derek's mum woke us up to tell us dinner
was ready. We went down stairs and ate in silence, until Derek's father
asked us what was wrong.

Derek answered. "The boys who beat him up have changed their plea to not
guilty so Cliff has to go to court and give evidence".

"I really don't want to do this, I don't want to see those louts ever
again".

His mother said, "Don't worry we will all be there supporting you".

"Thank you" I mumbled thinking to myself what good will that do.

Derek squeezed my hand, whispering, "it will be all right baby don't worry
about it".

I thought for a minute and said "I want you to come with me tomorrow. I
don't care who says no if your not there I'm not giving evidence".

Derek's father said, "If you don't give evidence there's every chance they
will go free".

I had tears in my eyes when I spoke again, "I don't care I just want to be
left alone with my lover".

Derek's mum looked shocked at that outburst but neither of them said
anything. I excused myself and went up to our bedroom laid flat on my back
on the bed and just started at the ceiling. I thought why do people have to
be so cruel to each other, why can't everyone get on with everyone else. I
closed my eyes and was drifting off to sleep when I heard the bedroom door
open and then softly close. The mattress moved slightly as my lover laid
down beside me. I felt his lips on the side of my neck and then on my lips,
but I still kept my eyes closed. His hand then moved down to my groin to
begin caressing my cock. It was then that I opened my eyes and asked my
lover, "Do you mind if we just lay in each others arms for now
sweetheart. Everything that has happened to do as been too much for me I
just want to feel you close, you loving me just like I love you".

"all right baby, I'll do whatever you say. I love you and always will and
I'll keep repeating that and telling the whole wide world until my dying
day".

Although it was still early we both fell asleep.

I was having the most weird dream and a group of people where chasing me
brandishing sticks and whips yelling death to all poofters, I ran into a
small dark alley and the crowd chased after me screaming obscenities at me
and hitting me on my body and head everywhere they could. The alley turned
out to be a dead end and stopped my back against the wall yelling out for
Derek to help me, but he was nowhere in sight. I yelled and screamed as
they continued to hit me and someone was shaking me and I heard a familiar
voice which seemed miles away.

"Wake up Cliff, wake up" This person shaking me was saying. I opened my
eyes and it took me a while to realise I was in bed and my lover was
shaking me.

"What happened why are shaking me". I asked.

"You were having a nightmare and screaming at the top of your voice."

"Yes I remember now it was terrible". I told him my dream and he cuddled me
telling me there is nothing to worry about, everything was ok.

I laid in my baby's arms for a long time unable to go back to sleep. Derek
was soon fast asleep again while I gradually drifted off hoping that my
horrible dream would not return.

The next thing I remember was my lover shaking me and telling me it was
time to get up.

I groaned and opened my eyes. I had a terrible headache and felt like death
warmed up.

Anxiously my boyfriend said, "What's the matter, you look terrible."

"I have a wicked headache". I replied

I got out of bed making my way slowly to the bathroom to empty my
bladder. Derek followed me going to the shower turning on the taps,
adjusting the temperature. When I had finished he guided me into the shower
following me in. He began soaping me all over starting with my back and
finishing with my cock and balls. I started to feel just a little bit
better but my headache still remained making me feel utterly miserable.

Derek moved closer kissing me softly on the lips before forcing his tongue
past my teeth into my mouth. I responded slowly not sure if I wanted to do
anything today.

We both began to harden and my lover moved down to take my cock in his
mouth slowly sucking and kissing my by now hard cock , gradually getting
faster until I blew my sperm down his throat.

He of course was still very hard and I turned round offering my arse to
him.

He whispered in my ear. "Not right now sweetheart, in your state I would be
the only one to enjoy myself and that wouldn't be fair".

I thought what a wonderful considerate lover I have.

I turned to face him and moved my hand down to his stiff member beginning
to jack him off slowly at first, then faster and faster until he blew his
load into my hand.

"Thank you my darling" he whispered. "I love you".

Ditto I replied before getting out of the shower and slowly drying myself.

After dressing, we went downstairs to the kitchen were a hot breakfast of
bacon and eggs was waiting for us.

Derek's mum said, "What's the matter Cliff you look terrible and did we
hear you having a nightmare during the night."

"yes, I'm sorry if I disturbed you."

"That's alright," She replied. "I'll get you something for your headache
and then I'll run you into town to the police station".

"Thank you, you are so kind to me I can't thank you enough."

She moved around the table gave me a couple of pills and hugged me before
kissing me on the cheek.

"We love you just as much as we do our own boy. "

Derek took hold of my hand and gently squeezed it saying, "We all love you
baby."

I could feel the emotion rising in me and to cover up I pretended to have a
coughing fit.

Derek and I entered the police station right on time and found the public
prosectors office, to be greeted by Mr Walmsley a middle aged man who
smiled and shook our hands before motioning us to sit down in front of his
desk.

His secretary came in and asked if we wanted anything to drink tea, coffee
or just water, which we both declined.

Mr Walmsley cleared his throat and looked at us both for quite a while
before speaking.

"I won't beat about the bush Cliff, may I call you that?"

I nodded yes.

" The three boys who attacked you have hired one of the best defence
barristers in the business and he will make you feel very uncomfortable in
the witness box.."

He continued, "I am right in assuming that you two are lovers engaging in a
homosexual relationship?'

I answered yes and then continued, after reaching over and grabbing my
lovers hand, "yes we love each other dearly and intend to be together for
the rest of our lives".

He looked a bit shocked at that statement before continuing.

"In some ways that is a pity because their defence barrister will go to
town on the fact that you are homosexual. It will be very unpleasant for
you, I hope that you can handle the kind of questions he will ask you."

" I will try my best sir," I replied.

"of course I will try everything in my power to stop this type of
questioning, but he is a very clever man so please try and keep cool don't
lose your temper and hopefully you will be OK."

"but surely my sexuality is not what is on trial, they beat me to within an
inch of my life, and should be punished for that." By now my voice had
risen and I could feel that I was shouting.

"Please calm down," Mr Walmsley said. "That is exactly what their barrister
will try to do make you lose your temper. You must try and stay calm."

He then went through some of the questions he would ask me and we discussed
the answers I should give.

Finally we left his office and found Derek's mum waiting to take us home.

Very little was said in the car on the way back to Derek's place. We pulled
up outside his door and noticed an envelope pinned to the door.

Derek's mum pulled it off and noticed it was addressed to me.

Once inside the kitchen I looked at the envelope and opened it. A single
sheet of paper was all that was inside and printed in capital letters were
the words.

`IF YOU GIVE EVIDENCE IN COURT YOU AND YOUR POOFTER BOYFRIEND WILL SUFFER.

IF NOT YOU THEN A MEMBER OF YOUR FAMILY. YOU HAVE TWO SWEET SISTERS WHO WE
ARE SURE ARE VIRGINS.

NO COURT APPEARANCE OR YOU WILL BE SORRY.

I threw the note on the table and burst into tears, Derek and his mother
read the note and Derek's mum said she was going to call the police
immediately.

I took Derek into my arms saying, "What's going to become of us, I can't
stand much more of this".

What his going to happen to Cliff and Derek and their families?

Your comments are appreciated trevorvj@optusnet.com.au