Date: Fri, 18 Oct 2013 10:50:25 +0000
From: robert Me <winchesterbornbred@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Tommy 1923/17

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Torrents farm.
Tears and smiles.

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Tony was in the bedroom and had packed the few things he needed. Pete was
with him and was praying Tony's mum would be ok.
"When you see her Tony give her my love please." He looked at Tony who
smiled back at, but with a face full of worry.
"Course I will and even though we cant be together for a while I'm just
glad you are here thinking about me." They cuddled very close, but Tony
had to go and with tears pouring out of both of them, they waved goodbye
as Lee shot out of the farm entrance and would get to Winchester
General Hospital entrance two hours later.
Tony got to his mothers bedside where his dad was sitting holding her
hand. He hugged him and looked at his sleeping mother.
"How is she dad? What happened?"
"Silly women fell down the stairs and broke her right hip. She is in a
lot of pain son and will be here for weeks." He picked her hand up and
kissed it. "Silly women!"
"I'm home now dad, we will work through this together." Father and son
looked at one another. "We need you Tony, but I want you to finish
collage and I know mum wants that as well, we will manage. Visiting time
is nearly up and we have to get back for milking anyway, mum knows that
of course. I only want you here for a few days to help out, then back you
go." Tony was about to reply when his mum woke and spoke his name. Tony
lent over her and kissed her forehead.
"Dad says you are a silly women, mum."
"First time he got something right then." She smiled at her son and
stroked his cheek.

"Dad, I don't want to go back, mum will be laid up for months and you
cant look after the cottage as well as the farm. I want to stay home, my
place is here with you and mum."
"You are going back and don't argue, you only have three months left
and I am not going to let you loose your qualification for the sake of a
few weeks Anthony." When his dad called him Anthony he knew he was going
to get nowhere with any argument. But he was not about to stop trying.
"Ok, I will ask mum then, she has a brain and can see sense."
"I have never tanned your backside son, but there is always a first time,
so don't get stroppy with me."
"Yes Daddy, I'm going to get the bus to Winchester, you coming?"
"No and stop calling me that, someone has to work around here and that's
the reason I want you here for a few days so mum gets a visitor and one
of us can work. Give her my love and ask her how I bake bread."
"I will do that when I get back. Dad? Can Pete come and stay?"
"Course he can, he is a good lad and will be more than useful around here
for a few days." Tony was thinking a lot longer than a few days and for
the first time wondered what the hell they could do about themselves
and any future together. Suddenly the problem hit him straight in the
face.
 Andy had also packed, but for very different reasons. He was going to
spend his weekend with Patrick and was at the farm entrance waiting for
him. He was looking down the lane and heard the car long before it came
into sight and had a huge grin on his face as Patrick pulled up along
side him. "Got enough petrol to get back then?" They both laughed and
Patrick turned round and drove them to his home. Andy did not know about
Tony's mum at the time.
It was only mid afternoon so there was plenty of time to go around the
garden and as they went Andy told Patrick what he would do over the
weekend and how it would look by the time he had to go.
"There will be a massive bonfire and I will have the whole place clear by
the time I go back, but you are going to have to think about what you
want in the gardens next year, but I suggest you think about grassing
everything down if you don't wont to grow vegetables, fruit and flowers.
I can take the greenhouse down and grass that area as well if you want.
Over to you to decide Patrick."
"Oh bollocks, I don't know. What would you do?"
"I would ask you!"
"Oh PLEASE Andy! Just tell me what you would do, then I will get you to
do it!"
"I have only got three months left at the farm then I will have to go, so
really no time to do much, it will take a lot longer than that to get
this place ready to make much of an impression, you need to get a
gardener in or do it yourself. Let me just clear it and get it ready for
whatever you want to do with it ok? By the look of this place I am sure
you can afford to get someone in and you will be surprised it wont cost
that much."
"Ok, thanks Andy. How much would you charge?"
"I told you I have to go away after we finish at the farm and I wont be
around much longer. I will do all I can on my days off and it wont cost
you a penny. I'm not here to make money, I thought I was here to do a
friend a favour." Andy had seen enough of this place to know he was out
of Patrick's league and he had been a bit stupid thinking that there was
anything else in the first place.

Patrick had shown Andy his room and where the bathroom was and told him
he would be in the kitchen cooking dinner. "Come down when your ready,
there will be a bottle of wine open waiting for you."
Andy laid in the bath and thought about Patrick. "Yeah, lovely bloke and
I do like him a lot, but don't go there Andy, me and him are miles apart.
He is dead academic and by the look of this place, well off. Me? Just a
working class lad who keep the academics going because they have no
fucking sense about anything outside their own world. FUCK! I nearly fell
for this bloke. Just have a good weekend and enjoy the garden Andy my
boy."
Patrick was in the kitchen thinking about Andy and forgot he had a sharp
knife in his hand and cut his thumb. Andy was right, some "academics"
just did not have a clue, but then Andy did not know that journalists
were in fact NOT all academics even if some of them thought they were!
They sat at the kitchen table eating their meal. Andy was more than
relaxed as he had decided that he had been a bit daft  thinking Patrick
and he were something special. No, all he was here for is to offer
to work in the garden as a favour, then go back to his friends, friends
of his class who he loved and would miss so much when their time at
Torrents farm was all over.
When Andy got into bed he snuggled up to the spare pillow and fell
asleep. Patrick snuggled into his pillow and stayed awake for a very long
time.

Patrick opened his curtains and looked down onto the back garden and
stood there for a long time watching Andy work. He had cleared a huge
area and the bonfire was going full blast. Tommy was stripped to his
waist and he looked beautiful as every muscle reacted every time he
moved. He thought Andy was out of his league and tried his best to think
of him as a hired hand to do some manual work. The only problem was this
was Andy and there was no way he could think of him as just a casual
worker.
He went down to the kitchen and put the kettle on to make tea for them
both and cook breakfast. He had to accept that Andy would not be
interested in him anymore than what they had now, but then he knew that
an 18 year old could never even think of a 31 year old in the same way as
this 31 year old was thinking about this particular 18 year old. Thirteen
years was a huge age gap. What Patrick had no idea about was in fact the
age gap had not even entered Andy's head, all he was thinking about was
the "class" gap, age had nothing to do with it.
Patrick called out to him that breakfast was ready and Andy came in with
his shirt back on.

The weekend went very well in that they both got a huge amount done, Andy
clearing the garden and Patrick working long hours to make two deadlines
by Monday. He had completed one of them and spent an hour on the phone
reading his piece to a shorthand typist. That done he could now
concentrate on his half page write up about the new Labour
Governments National Health Service which became the envy of the world.
It was not without it's faults though and one of them was that people who
could afford private health care now got it for nothing under the
NHS and straight away put a strain on the tax payer. It was so popular
that many around the world took advantage of this new British concept as
well and still do to this day.

Patrick needed to let Andy know about his situation as Andy assumed he
was well off and he wanted to put that right. It may not make any
difference, but Andy would know the real story as to why he was living in
here.
"Andy there is something I need you to understand. I have been
lucky, very lucky. "Hunters Lodge" was left to me by a Great Aunt and
everything in it. On my earnings I could never manage a place like this
and now I have lived here since I came out of the army i'm thinking of
selling up and move back to London. I work long hours and cannot keep the
gardens going at the same time. My Aunt had two full time gardeners and
despite what you think, I cant even afford to pay a part time one let
alone two full time. Ok I will admit I am not badly paid and live
reasonably comfortably, but really this place needs someone better off
than me otherwise it will deteriorate and I cannot afford to stay here.
It's not only the garden that needs so much attention, the thatch needs
replacing and a lot of other work."
"What you need is a rich wife Patrick. Have you ever thought of that?"
Andy smiled at him and liked Patrick's reply.
 "I don't want a wife, rich or otherwise. Anyway thanks for your thoughts
at least it gives me something to think about, but without help I am a
drowning man hanging on to a match stick. I will sell up and go and will
be fine back in London that is the best solution." Patrick looked at
Andy. Should he tell him he also owned the 100 acres of land around the
cottage as well?. He had had offers to sell already and that would keep
him in the cottage, but the offer was from a developer and would build on
the whole lot and that was the last thing he would allow. There was no
way he could work the land, but he knew Andy could and that was where he
was a bit stumped. He wanted Andy to stay for one very good reason, he
was in love with him, but also knew it was a love that he had to keep to
himself, Andrew would never fall for someone 13 years older than him.
When they went to their bedrooms later that night both of them laid in
bed in deep thought.

Andy got up early again on the Sunday morning and went straight out to
work. He loved this place and just wished he could spend more time there.
He already knew how he would develop it and what he could grow. This
garden would keep who ever lived there in vegetables all year round and
also plenty of fruit during the season. But the real reason was if he
could spend more time at the cottage, he would see Patrick a lot more and
even though he had told himself, "FUCK I nearly fell for this bloke." It
was too late, he already had.

Steve and Dan were alone in the lodge. Bill had gone to his girlfriends
house in the village and would not get back until early morning, Tony was
at home, Pete had been told he could use the phone in the office and Andy
was with his friend in Poole. They had already showered together and were
now laying naked in Steve's bed kissing and stroking one another's
bodies.
"Dan?"
"Yus."
"Can we talk before we do anything?"
"What about doing "something" first then talk?" Steve thought that was
reasonable and carried on kissing Dan. They did and after a lot of body
kissing and licking Steve turned Dan on his side and took him from
behind. He slipped all 8 inches slowly in one movement all the way inside
this gorgeous boy. Once fully in he held himself there and pulled Dan
hard against him while reaching down and taking Dan's 6 inches in his
hand and stroking him very slowly.
"That nice?"
"Yus."
"You near?"
"Yus." Steve slowly withdrew and then slid all the way back in.
"That nice?"
"Yus."
"How near now?"
"We supposed to do stuff, THEN talk. Shut up and fuck."
"Yus."
Steve got lost in what they were doing and after quite a few more strokes
of himself into Dan and wanking him off at the same time they came
together in great wads each boy recoiling as they had a combined coming.
"Christ Dan, oh fuck I love this..........and you." They laid as they
were for quite some time until Steve's cock went limp and fell out. Dan
turned to face Steve.
"What did you say?" Steve and Dan looked at one another. Steve was
worried, it had just come out of his mouth and he could not take it back.
He had some encouragement though as Dan was smiling broadly at him.
"I said I love you........Sorry if it's something you don't want to hear,
but I do." Dan continued to smile at Steve.
"I love you Steve. I have done since you and I had sex for the first time
at college. I even got jealous when you were having sex with the others.
All that shit I said the other day about wanting to play around and
finding lots of cock was all bullshit, I only want yours." There was a
lot to talk about, but impossible while kissing and they did a lot of it.
This kissing was different though as both boys for the first time were
kissing the one he loved, big difference. Steve got up on his elbow and
looked down at Dan. "That's Tony and Pete together, Andy is seeing that
guy in Poole, Bill is fucking a girl in the village and now me and you.
Good aye?"
"Do you think it's possible to love so many people Steve. I love all the
guys, not like I do you though, but i'm going to miss the farm and them
and of course Tommy and Lee. Fuck, they are great guys and I know so much
in love."
"Everyone has to move on Dan, all I know is that for the rest of our
lives none of us will forget the others or our time at college or here.
People will say we are too young, well I have known lots of people who
waited and still got it wrong. It's going to be tough for all us homo's
to live together and keep it secret, but I don't give a shit, makes it
more exciting anyway."
"Dan?"
"Yus."
"I love you. You love me, right?"
"Yus."
"I fucking LOVE you so much! Christ I love saying that! I LOVE YOU DAN!
You sure you do as well, yes?"
"Yus." Man of few words is our Dan! What neither of them knew at this
time was they would have a great and long future together. They would
experience a lot of difficulties, but would become even stronger and even
more in love as they battled through the ignorance of a hypocritical
society who would condem two people for being in love.

Pete's train pulled into Winchester and he waved to Tony when he saw him
standing on the platform looking for him. They smiled and hugged one
another.
"How's your mum?"
"Lot better thanks, she has made a really quick recovery, must be the
country air, she is as strong as any of us and she cant wait to see you.
She will be home in a couple of weeks. I got my way to stay for two
more weeks, but dad says I have to go back to the farm on Sunday with
you, not that i'm complaining. God I have missed you Pete but we need to
talk about us and where we go after we leave the farm. I'm worried Pete,
I just don't know what will happen to us after we leave. Come on lets get
home."
They found Tony's dad, Eric in the milking shed giving the place a clean
ready for the next milking in two hours and shook hands with Pete. "I
don't know what they are feeding you two on at the farm, but my word the
pair of you have grown. I recon you have both put on at least
another couple of inches." For some reason both boys thoughts went to
their cocks and wondered if they too had grown any, they would check
later.
After unpacking the few bits he had bought with him and trying to avoid
Tony's advances on his body, which he happily failed to do, they went to
work long side one another and knew the break had bought them even
closer. They went out and began to work long side Eric who smiled to
himself as the pair of them worked away and chatted the whole time. He
smiled even more as he saw the affection between them as one then the
other would kick an ass or thump a back as they past one another. He had
no idea of the love they had for each other, but he would find out soon
enough.

"Peter, lovely to see you again, sorry I am not at home to look after all
of you." They shook hands rather formally and Pete wondered if she would
be so welcoming if she and her husband knew about him and Tony. It was a
great worry.
"All you need to do is get better soon Mrs Pritchard, you look much
better than when Tony first told me about your accident. Will you be out
soon?"
"If I had my way I would be coming home with you two, still they recon
another week and I will be out of here. Mind you I will be in a wheel
chair and will only get around on crutches for some time." They sat and
talked for the whole two hour visiting time and during it Mable Prichard
kept looking at the boys and when they had gone she continued to think
about them. She had no experience of young boys growing up except of
course Tony and not for the first time wondered about him and a future
girlfriend. It would not be easy for him being black and he had already
experienced some resentment in the village and bullying at school. She
smiled thinking about his school days. He was bullied a few times which
made him depressed. Tony's parents and the school tried to support Tony,
but in the end he sorted the problem out himself after some advice from
the sports teacher, Mr Martin. "Beat the shit out of the biggest one Tony
and that thick sod Smith is THE one." Two days later Tony went home with
a split lip and a swollen eye, thick Smith went home with two split lips
and both eyes swollen, end of bullying.

They stood naked in front of one another with massive hardon's. "Well
what do you think?" Pete dropped to his knees and took Tony into his
mouth as far as he could get it. He pulled back and looked up at Tony.
"Think it's bigger, hang on." He took Tony back into his mouth and for
the next five minutes "measured" Tony's rod. He stood up and they kissed
some more. "Well?" Pete smiled at his Tony. "Yes, I think you are bigger,
but I need to keep checking. Anyway it's your turn to measure me." It was
Tony's turn to get on his knees and as soon as he got Pete into his mouth
he gagged. "Fuck you HAVE! You must be half inch bigger!" Tony was
looking up at a smiling Pete. "YES! The white man rules!" They maybe very
much in love, but the fight on the bed was a sort of serious one only
this time the black man ruled.
"Fuck I love you Pete. What are we going to do? I have no idea how this
will end up. I'm scared and don't have a clue what to do about it." Pete
laid beside Tony with their arms around one another. "I don't have clue
either, but we cant keep it to ourselves either, there will have to be a
time when we tell your mum and dad." Neither could possibly know
what their reaction would be and the danger was a total rejection by both
parents and could even split the boys up, OR Tony would have to make a
choice between them and Pete. Reality had kicked in and made making love
that night impossible. They both eventually feel asleep, but would often
wake up together and cuddle in tight as if to try and hang on and not let
him go. Nothing was said, they didn't know what to say anyway. This could
all end in tears and even now neither boy was far away from them. Pete
turned his back to Tony who wrapped his arms around Pete and held him
tight. He kissed Pete's cheek and spoke for both of them. "What ever
happens Pete, I will never leave you. There must be a way."

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This part has taken much longer than I hoped it would mainly because I
went on a fortnights holiday and the new computer I took with me broke
down. It's still being sorted out.
I'm not sure if the many who followed "Tommy" originally are still
reading, say "hi" if you are.
There will be one more part which will be the final one.

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