Date: Fri, 3 Feb 2017 08:15:46 +0000 From: Harry Scott Hayden Subject: "The Priest That Was Love" - Chapter 8 - Mutual Closeness @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ A disclaimer: This story is fictional story with things that happened or will happen to Greyson and Harry. All other characters were made up and any similarities are just coincidental. This is a gay romance between teenage boys with adults, 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 in your country, 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 www.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. @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ "The Priest That Was Love" - Chapter 8 - Mutual Closeness (Nifty/Gay/Adult-Youth) Father Greyson Time had passed rather slowly not when you expected them to fly passed expeditiously. It would not make any difference, if you kept looking at the clock on the wall for every fifteen seconds. The second hand will taunt you with every single tick of a second. I was trying as much as possible not to get distracted from it and tried to focus all of my attention on a particular object or activity by busying myself with all the workload on hand. But I was feeling anxious to get home to see Harry and to get the opportunity to be close to Harry again and not as much for the dinner. Well, I would sure enjoy eating it, as Hayden is a good chef. But I would enjoyed more with Harry around. It will be a contented dream come true to be able to sit down face to face or side by side and to hear his angelic voice while he was talking to me. I, of course, had lots of things to talk with him in related to the youth program that I had intended to organize for the community as part of a project that was going to involve the church and the youth. I thought that Harry would be a big help in seeing the program being a success. I took another glance at the clock. Damn it was only four thirty in the afternoon and I still have one more hour before I can leave for home and have my moments with Harry. My attraction towards Harry was inviolable and I could not help, but to develop these certain interest towards him. For now, till the time strike five thirty, I am stuck in the office, trying to update my progress report for the church and to do all the other priestly task of work for the next hour or so, before I could finally be out of here. after some time, I took another glanced at the clock and it shows five thirty in the late afternoon. Finally, it was time to go back home. I felt elated as I quickly packed away my messenger bag with all of my stuff, the required materials and all the notes for the intended discussion I am going to have with Harry and hastily walked out from the church. On the way home, while I was passing the town area, I make a quick detour to the wine shop at a corner of a junction to pick out a bottle of spirited drinks to present Hayden for dinner tonight. Not knowing what Hayden was going to prepare or served, I decided to buy a bottle of "White Wine Sangria with Raspberry and Kiwi" and a bottle Spanish red wine "Gran Castillo Royal", just to play it safe. I felt happy with my purchased and hurriedly skipping my way back to get home. Within a few minutes I've reached the front door. Clutching the wine bottle in my left hand, my right hand went into my right hand coat pockets for my keys which Mr. Hayden had given me to keep and used. It took me awhile to reach for the house key from my pants pocket while balancing two precious bottle of spirit and a heavy laden bag on my shoulder and when I managed to pill it out, I inserted it into the keyhole to unlock the main house door. But before I could even turned the door knob, the door suddenly burst open and standing right in front of me, grinning widely was Harry, looking handsomely as always and yet mischievous as ever. I jumped from the shocked as Harry giggled cutely, laughing at the state of my shock emotion. Seeing him smiling cheerfully and giggling candidly, do make him look super charming and I felt intrigued and wanting to jump on him to hug and kiss him deliciously on his pink kissable lips. But then I snapped back to reality of my situation and tried to avoid unnecessary occurrences and circumstances. "Harry, you scare me there buddy. I was nearly going to drop these bottles out of my hands." I comically gesturing to him and pretending to look at him angrily , but in the end I cracked a smile on my face. How can I be angry to someone like Harry. Damn harry, you caught me at hello. "I am so sorry Greyson. I did not mean to startle you. I just kind of saw you from the window and thought of surprising you, and it did surprise you, aren't I Greyson?" He was laughing at me with that goofy grinned. "Oh, Harry, you do not know how surprised I was just now." I joined the laughed along with him, making the atmosphere more joyful. He moved aside from the door entrance and asked me to pass through into the house, so he can close the door. While I was moving inside by passing him, I accidentally had my right-hand shoulder and arms to grace his chest and it sent shivers throughout my body and down my spine. Not sure if I walked to near to him or he purposely stand to close to me. He smelled wonderful though with my all time favorite cologne,"Davidoff Cool Water". It makes the wearer smell fresh as a morning dew. Due to all the stuff I was carrying, I only managed to move rather slowly, deeper into the house. When suddenly I felt Harry's hand on my lower back, just inches away from my buttock, pushing me into the house quickly as he closed the door. His hand on my back was radiating more warmth to my body and to the region where I cannot mention. I tried to cover the front of my pant from being visible with my messenger bag, praying and hoping for it to calm down and soften in an instant. And thanks to the Lord, he did fulfill my wishes. "You better go to shower first and change from your work clothes before you come down for dinner. Please do not rush yourself and take your time as we will wait for you to freshen up." His voice snapped me from moping at him and I quickly went up the stairs to my bedroom after I gave him the nod. I could feel the heat on my face, as I knew that I was blushing pretty badly. Thank GOD Harry did not get to see it. Does he? I do hope not. As I've reached the top of the stairs and out of curiosity, I turned back to look and to was surprised to see Harry still standing at the bottom of the staircase looking up at me with a sly smiled on his face. He really looked so damn cute and handsome, with that boyish looks and the masculine to die for body of a teenager. I flashed him my million watt smile and moved on to enter my room. Once inside, I took a deep breath to calm and composed myself, relinquishing to all that had happened in that short period of time. I put both of the wine bottles on my bed, got undress off all the clothes on my body, only leaving behind with my boxer, I went to reach for the bath towel and go ahead to the bathroom for a well-deserved relaxing hot shower. The hot water from the shower head had instantaneously melted away all the tiredness from my body that I was feeling and make me feel refreshed and awake. Once I am done, I changed into my normal home clothes that consist of only a sweat pants and a T-shirt and gaily walked down towards the kitchen with the wine bottles in my hands. As I had arrived at the kitchen area, I saw that Harry and Hayden was just about to finish up with the last minutes' preparation for our dinner. From the looked of their back, both of them do look good standing side by side, complementing each other body built up and manliness. Both of their likeness was so uncanny and it was definitely pleasant to my eyes. One look for afar, they might be mistaken for brothers, rather than a father and son duo. After some time, they kind of sensing in my presence in the kitchen, they turned around simultaneously like a synchronize swimmer and greeted me at the same time. "Father Greyson, you have finally arrived and looking rather fresh." I managed to stop Hayden from continuing. He looked kind off stump with my action, and the expression on his face was priceless and so was Harry. "Hayden, as always, no formalities in the house." I gave a hearty laughed and both of them followed soon when they realized I was mocking Hayden words from our last conversation during breakfast. "I am sorry Greyson, just a habit of mine." Hayden tried to explain himself. "It is alright Hayden. No worries as no harm done. By the way I have bought a couple of wine for dinner. As I do not know what we are having for dinner tonight, I've bought a White Wine Sangria with Raspberry and Kiwi" and a bottle of a Spanish red wine 'Gran Castillo Royal' for us to divulge tonight." I passed both bottles to Harry and he immediately puts both bottles in the chiller. Deliberately, while he was receiving the wine bottles from my hand, not really knowing if he did it on purpose or not, he had brushed his hand over mine longer than I had expected. There was a slight grip to it as well and it makes me to stare at him as I was hooked on his face that would look very handsome with a smile. Harry did stare back looking at me. "So sweet of you Greyson and thank you so much. The red wine will do wonders with the steak that I am going to serve for tonight dinner." Hayden voice snapped both me and Harry back to reality as Hayden acknowledge with my delightful thought with the wine that I had bought. "It is nothing much at all, Hayden. The pleasure is all mine for the taking, really." I returned the polite gestured to him. "And the pleasure is all mine too." Harry chuckled while saying it. Hayden reached out his hand to him and cuff him at the back of his head. Harry winched from the after effect of his father doing and frown at Hayden. "Hey, what did I do?" Harry was whining and rubbing the back of his head from the impact. I was feeling sorry for him and yet laughing at the same time. He kind of blushed when he saw me laughing intentionally at him. "Do not you even dare try to be cheeky to Greyson." Hayden was having a blast laughing at his son's antics. From what I can see, he does love Harry so much and both of them had a good father and son relationship. There's no doubt about it that their relationship was full of love and mutual respect. Harry was still rubbing his head and I intentionally went up to him and put my hand on top of his head and help him to rub off the pain. Now, he was the one who seem startled by my action. He looked me with his loving eyes and smiled widely. When I did realize what I was doing, I immediately retract back my hand off his head and bring it down to my side. I bowed my head looking at the plain floor shyly. It meant nothing with what I did to Harry, it was just a spur of the moment and yet, it makes me to blush in front of Harry as I caught him staring lovingly at me. Hayden snapped both of us back to reality when he said that dinner was ready to serve. We sheepishly went to sit at the dining table, opposite of each other while Hayden sat at the head of the table. We were mesmerized with the way the dinner meal looked. Spread in front of all of us were, a large dinner plate that had a thick slab of beef, cooked medium well till perfection, a piece baked potato drizzled with sour cream and scattering bacon bits on the top with fresh salad with lemon dressing on the side. It looked deliciously wonderful and we all were tempted to eat. Once everyone was situated and ready, Hayden took the chilled red wine and poured three wine glasses for the each of us. And before we were to start eating, Harry was given the privileged to say grace. Reaching out to hold each other hand, Harry began to recite the grace for tonight dinner. "Bless us Lord and these Thy gifts which we about to receive from Thy bounty to Christ our Lord. We thank you for the gift of this food which nourishes our bodies and we thank you also for letting us to have the pleasure of having Father Greyson to be part of our family. Amen." Harry gave my hand a slight strong grip that last longer that it's supposed to, before he releases and letting my hand go. It was so wonderful hearing Harry's grace and it did tear me up as I was not expecting him to acknowledge me with the Lord. I sniffled silently with tears forming in my eyes. "That was a beautiful grace Harry and thank you for acknowledging me in it. I appreciate it so much." I was complementing Harry and Hayden did concur. Harry just smiled and looking at me angelically. We ate our dinner joyfully. There were lots of laughter and bantering with each other. The conversation flowed as smooth as silk. Harry was really a jester and that very moment I knew that I had deeply felt for Harry. But I was scared to make any move, and not really looking forward to his reaction if I did. All the sign was there for the taking but I am not really sure, what did it all mean. I would want to read all the sign wrongly and ever to embarrassed myself. Furthermore, I am a priest. Is that the only reason that prevented me from Harry? While we ate, I managed to catch a gleamed of Harry staring straight at me and I reciprocated by looking at him back in returned. The top of the table everything seems looking very fine, but underneath the table, both of Harry and my legs were lightly making touches with each other without Hayden could see or known about it. It would be totally awkward if he did ever see it. Was it accidental or was it done on purpose? I do not dare to assume or presume to what all that was happening. After dinner, we cleared the table together and made our way to the living room for more of the red wine. Hayden excused himself to go to bed as he was feeling kind of exhausted from the day work and maybe from cooking dinner too. So he excused himself to bed and left me and Harry in the living room couch looking at each other while finishing our drinks. I knew I had something to do with Harry. But for that moment I was just taking my time and soaked in the aura in the presence of the handsome angel in disguised, Harry. At that very moment, I knew deeply in my heart that Harry and I had acquainted with mutual closeness with each other. I do not want to guess to where will all of this goes and will just leave it to GOD the Almighty to grace our life. Only he knows where it will lead us too as he's the one that path all of our life in this world. Amen! Damn! @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ I have created a mailing list. If you would like to be added to it and to be informed of new submission, please contact me at harryscotthayden@outlook.com . Please let me know that you read it on nifty.org . @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@