Date: Wed, 10 Jan 2001 19:15:35 -0000 From: Jamie Subject: Chris-and-Jamie Chapter 18 Same stuff - don't read this is u r underage or u don't like reading stories of love between two boys. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Chris's Story (Jamie can get real boring sometimes!) `My most noble lords...' Jamie's dad, Joseph began. I peered down from the member's gallery; its heavy drapes enveloped the first tier of the House of Lords of the English Parliament. Below was the immense throw of the Chamber, full to the brim. It was the State Opening of Parliament, and Joseph, who had recently been appointed as the Queen's Lord Great Chamberlain, was announcing the presence of the Sovereign. The charade had been already going on for an hour and I really couldn't see the point in it all. Joseph was wearing his robes of state (so he said); three golden trims enveloped a large black cloak. From where I was it seemed that he was the only one in the room wearing black. My eyes began to grow heavy under the thought of having to sit here for another two hours before I could escape with Jamie. >From my vantage point I could see the entire layout of the House. The lords were sitting on the heavy woolsacks in the middle of the room. The blood red of the rest of the seats had been obscured from view by the plump figures of the members of the House of Commons, who had all squeezed in to see the Queen speak to both houses. Joseph was standing at the head of the woolsacks, still speaking to the gathered populace. Looking around I could see Jamie sitting just behind the members of the Commons, with all the other holders of courtesy titles. Since I could understand none of this, I was amazed to see him in his full state dress. The red cloak flowed from his shoulders, heavily over his knees and fell in a bundle at the floor. Four rings of ermine, trimmed with a golden lace, were joined to his cloak, and a huge golden chain hung around his thin neck. His insignias of knighthood, those of the Order of Bath (GCB) and the Order of the British Empire (KBE), were worn on his left breast -- after being fashioned into tight bows. He looked so funny that I almost laughed. My Dad threw me a piercing glance, but I kept looking directly at the boy I loved. After almost a year I knew for certain that I had truly found that one who was going to make me happy. The sharpness of his nose gave way to moist red lips. They were almost as deep a red as his cloak, and looked much more tasty. He turned at that moment and his eyes rose to the gallery to meet with mine. Interlocking for a few moments I blew him a kiss and quickly cut back to the speech. `...I present Her Most Gracious Majesty Elizabeth II, By the Grace of God Queen of the United Kingdom of Great Britain, Northern Ireland and all her territories overseas, Head of the Commonwealth and Defender of the Faith.' Joseph had concluded, and waved his hand in the direction of the back of the hall. The Queen emerged in a pure white dress, trimmed with silver. From her left shoulder to her waist was worn the sash of the Order of the Garter; and from that hung the two royal family orders (her Father's and herown), as well as the dame insignia of the Order of Bath. As she strode down the aisle, the lords all stood. When she sat I saw them all fumble at the backs of their seats. Soon they had all produced sparkling crowns; I could count roughly five different types. As the Queen motioned, the Dukes, including Joseph, placed their coronets onto their heads. The Marquises were next, followed by the Earls, Viscounts and Barons. At the motion to the Earls I looked over at Jamie; he touched the coronet, with its sixteen points, to his head and let go, the heavy gold slipped down over his eyes, as always it was too big. He pushed it up, so that his eyes were just peaking out from under the brim as the rest of it was down almost to his shoulders. This time I couldn't help myself, my laughter echoed around the acoustically sound hall. The Queen, who was halfway through her speech, looked up at the member's gallery and shot me a withering glance. I just smiled and sat back under the stern gaze of my parents. She glanced back down at her notes and continued with the speech. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ `What the hell did you do that for?' Jamie was flying into a rage very quickly. `She saw you. If anyone really noticed they will find out who you are, and they will find out about me and you, and then they will...' `Take it easy!' I calmed him down, knowing that he was just rambling to let off steam. `I said I'm sorry; she was very boring.' Seeming to lose his edge, Jamie leant in closer and we continued our whispered conversation in a corner of the member's lobby. `She did look funny when you laughed. Did you see the look on her face?' He was beginning to giggle. `How the fuck could I have missed it? She was staring right at me!' More giggles ensued, which brought Joseph marching over from a nearby conversation with a few other portly gentlemen. `You kids okay? And Chris, I see you gave our sovereign lady a little amusement today.' I looked up and saw that he was joking. The same feeling that I felt in the chamber built up inside of me and I once more erupted into laughter. Joseph continued to explain that he had been talking to the Queen and she had told him it was one of the funniest things she has ever seen at a State Opening. She said they were usually so "dull". I was a hero to America; I had disrupted Parliament before it had even begun. Cute or what? `And is this the little Lord Sandringham whom I've heard so much about? Won't you introduce me to your friend, James?' A shrill voice had risen over the variable din of the tiny room. I turned to see a lady dressed in white and silver; her long gloves rose to above the elbow and her warm eyes danced with a peculiar light -- one that I have never seen since. She was standing in front of me. She was talking to me. `This is Christopher, ma'am.' Jamie cut across the connection and introduced me. `Chris, Her Majesty the Queen.' She held out her hand, but I couldn't do anything -- I froze to the spot. The hot breath on my neck told me that Jamie was getting madder and madder. After whispering that I was embarrassing him in my ear, I found my sense of touch. Reaching out, my hand closed on hers and she smiled, content with the response. `I hear that you two are together, so to speak.' Jamie, who had been watching a cute waiter moving around behind us, suddenly snapped his head to the front so quickly it sent his coronet tumbling to the floor. Bending feebly to pick it up he stammered to reply. `Er...in what way, ma'am?' He said nervously. `Together, as in together, Lord Sandringham. Surely you can take my meaning.' I stepped slightly to the side and watched the unfolding spectacle. The enjoyment of watching Jamie flounder was rising by the minute. Unfortunately I was beginning to giggle again. The feeling rose from my stomach, so that I knew it was going to happen before the event, and caught in my throat. At the first sign of muffled noises, both parties turned to me. The Queen had an amiable smile on her face, and I could see that, if anything, she was enjoying it herself. `Don't worry, James.' She began to speak again. `I am human, you know. And I know what young lovers can get up to.' Leaving it at that, a flash of white silk swept away into the crowd. Jamie was still looking stunned; his mouth was hanging open and his eyes, normally so calm, were wide and unblinking. I waved my arm in an light arc in front of his face and he woke from his trance. `I can't believe she said that.' Were my first words to him, upon his return to the living world. `I always thought she was dead against gays.' `We're not gay.' Jamie grinned. `We're in love.' He kissed me right there, in front of everyone. I could see that some of the others in the room had not liked the spectacle and had turned their backs to us, whilst it didn't seem to bother others. I really couldn't care less if it did anger some people -- It was my life and I was determined to enjoy it! `You know.' Jamie started to speak again. `There's a small office, just down the hall, that I know for a fact is vacant at the moment.' I grinned from ear to ear, and felt a slight pressure on my ass. Jamie's grip had gotten a lot stronger and I wasn't about to let it go to waste. ----------------------------------------------------------------- The door banged shut behind us and I turned the key in the lock. Jamie sat on the desk and began to remove the heavy cloak that he was wearing. `Hehehe...you don't want to get cum stains on your state robes just yet. You'll need them for another few years yet.' I laughed and went over to help him divest himself. Unclipping the clasp I pulled the red regalia from it's previous holding and tossed it into a corner. The medals made a dull thud as the cloak hit the floor. I noticed that there was a damp patch of sweat that had formed on his T-Shirt from the result of sitting in the blazing heat for three hours. Unfortunately I didn't have time to admire it was it was soon lifted to reveal a smooth, hairless chest, just begging for attention. My hands found their way to his jeans, and as I slid them down my tongue went to work on his left nipple. Jamie threw his head back and began to moan softly. I moved quickly to his right nipple and increased his enjoyment twofold. I could feel that there was a large monster stirring beneath the black cotton of his briefs. My hand brushed it gently and it responded, straining to break free from the harsh and confined cage it was contained within. I stood back and allowed him to watch as I removed the rest of my clothing. I was performing a delicious strip-tease dance for him. Whilst I was trying my best to look as good as he deserved, he lay back on his hands and slowly licked his lips. God, that kid was seductive. I lost control and rushed to his feet. Spreading his legs wide open on the desk, I yanked down his briefs and took the whole of his enormous cock into my mouth. It was warm and juicy, with a tint of precum oozing down the side of the shaft. It wasn't getting away from me that easily -- I lapped it up with a quick flick of my tongue. Having lubed up his cock enough I straddled him on the desk. Pushing a few papers and a red box to the floor, I leant forward and felt him enter me. The saliva was acting as a very good lubricant, and I was able to slide all the way down without too much pain. Eventually he was entirely inside me -- the feeling excelled itself. It was just like the first time -- that night in France. I began to rock up and down gently; the desk was creaking slightly under our weight. Looking into his eyes, I found that his tongue was waiting for my own. They intertwined in a brief moment and exchanged the warm and tender passions that we both needed to express to each other. I knew that he could not last much longer, and neither could I by the feeling I was receiving from his cock as it hit my prostate. The feeling was growing, and I was in heaven. I threw back my head as I erupted my load all over Jamie's chest and the desk's leather topping. A few moments later, Jamie came into his own, fully blowing it into my. The cream of love felt so good as it washed out my innards. We collapsed in a ball of sweat and eros passion. In our hurry to leave and return to the party before anyone saw us, we did not see the sign on the door, which swung shut behind us on our way out of the small office. HM the Queen: Private Office, Parliamentary Division That would be a thing to tell the guys at school: if I hadn't only found out a few weeks ago - hehehe. --------------------------------------- Was that better? Anyway, as hard as it is to believe, the story is true, and Chris and I are still together. If u like what u read, mail me - virus@dial.pipex.com AOL IM: jam0015 C Ya round