Date: Fri, 2 Oct 2015 14:10:19 +0100
From: Adam Stewart <stewad18@gmail.com>
Subject: The Priest

The Priest
By Adam Stewart

1.

Peter sat on his bed trying to summon up the courage to speak to Father
O'Brien about his feelings towards other boys. Despite being twenty years
of age he had little knowledge of the world at large and knew precious
little about sex. His parents were very religious and when he tried to ask
his father about the changes happening in his body during puberty, he
brushed him aside saying it wasn't the kind of thing he should be talking
about.

Despite his parents always talking about god, he never really understood
the concept of this mythical person. He kept asking himself what kind of
man he was and where he lived. When he read the bible he was just as
confused and decided it was all mumbo jumbo but his parents instilled in
him that he had to lead a godly life, whatever that was, and at all times
of the day had to pray and thank god for his blessings. At each meal his
father would say grace and thank the Lord for what they were about to
receive but Peter could never really understand why the Lord had to be
thanked since it was his mother, often with his help, who'd made the meal
and it was them who'd bought the ingredients from the local store yet his
father never thanked his mother and certainly never him.

It was nineteen seventy and a month ago they'd seen in the start of the new
decade but Peter felt ill equipped to face the world. They lived on the
outskirts of Huddersfield and textile manufacturing in the area was already
disappearing. He'd left school at sixteen several months before and his
father had made it clear that his son was not going to work in a
factory. Since Peter was not academic and had few skills, he'd remained at
home helping his mother with cooking and general household chores.

Being an only child he'd always been a loner and had never made friends at
school. He'd had one friend nearby but he was much brighter and had now
gone onto better things. He'd never been interested in girls, only
boys. The only activity he really enjoyed at school was when they went
swimming or had PE since after each of those they'd have to shower and he'd
secretly admire the other naked boys. As he got older he noticed this
interest caused his body to react and he couldn't understand why. It was
for this reason he wanted to speak to Father O'Brien who was the priest at
the church he attended with his parents.

At the age of twenty four, Father O'Brien was young for a priest and had
replaced the previous man when he retired due to ill health about six
months ago. Peter liked Father O'Brien and always offered to help him
whenever he could. He was an altar boy so had to be at church early to help
Father O'Brien prepare for the service and then help him clear up
afterwards. He also enjoyed seeing Father O'Brien out of his cassock since
he wore tight fitting trousers and he loved looking at his butt. This too
caused his body to react and although he enjoyed the sensation, he couldn't
understand why.

Finally he'd made his mind up so after the service was over he plucked up
courage and asked Father O'Brien if he could speak to him about
something. Father O'Brien smiled at him and said of course he could. He
liked Peter and secretly fantasised over him. Often when he watched him
perform his duties as an altar boy he'd get an erection as he mentally
stripped him naked. He too preferred the male sex and it was for that
reason he'd gone into the ministry since he knew his parents would have
expected him to marry. Like Peter, he had no interest in girls so this was
a way out since catholic priests were not allowed to marry.

"What is it you want to speak to me about?"

Peter blushed not sure what to say. "It's a personal matter and not
something I can talk to my parents about despite having tried to raise the
subject over the past few years."

Father O'Brien smiled and put a hand on Peter's shoulder. He had a good
idea what Peter wanted to talk to him about having had other young men do
the same since being a priest. He never understood why parents or schools
refused to talk to their children about the facts of life but he was happy
to do so. Just feeling Father O'Brien's hand on his shoulder, made Peter's
whole body shiver with excitement and he hoped the bulge now appearing
inside his trousers was not too obvious. Father O'Brien kept his hand in
place far longer than he'd normally do since he too was getting a similar
reaction but fortunately he was still wearing his cassock which hid his
erection.

It was agreed that Peter would see Father O'Brien the following morning at
the rectory. Peter had never been inside the large Victorian house and
looked forward to doing so. He walked home feeling happy at the thought of
talking to someone he could trust; all he now had to do was explain to his
mother where he was going since she always wanted to know.


The following morning when his father had left for work, he casually
mentioned that Father O'Brien had asked him to help with something at the
church. It wasn't an unusual event and his mother never worried when she
knew Peter was helping god's work, in fact she encouraged him to do so.

Having dressed in casual clothes, he made the fifteen minute walk to the
rectory which was down the road from the church. He could have used a bus
but it was a nice crisp morning so he decided the walk would do him good.

He knocked on the door and within a few minutes Father O'Brien opened
it. Peter was surprised he'd done so since he assumed the Father must have
a housekeeper to look after him.

"Come on in Peter; you're looking very smart today."

As Father O'Brien said these words he placed a hand on Peter's shoulder to
lead him through to his study. As before, the Father's hand caused his
whole body to react and he wished he'd worn looser trousers to hide the
bulge that was now forming. Father O'Brien was also dressed in casual
clothes and apart from his clerical collar, he didn't look like a
priest. He was a warm lovely guy who always made people feel welcome. He
was so different from the previous guy who'd been a miserable bugger and
put most people off.

Father O'Brien invited Peter to take a seat in front of his large mahogany
desk and to his surprise pulled up a chair alongside him. They were within
touching distance and for a moment Peter felt his heart thumping. He
glanced into the Father's crotch and could see what he was sure was the
shape of his private organ. This did nothing to quell his own so he
casually placed a hand over it.

"So, how can we help?"

Peter looked at the Father not too sure how to start. In the end he just
blurted it out. "I have personal feelings which I can't really understand."

The father asked what kind of feelings and Peter said they were both
physical and in his mind.

"And how do these physical feelings manifest themselves?" Father O'Brien
had a pretty good idea having often noticed Peter looking at him.

"Things happen" Peter replied now embarrassed and feeling his face go red.

Father O'Brien smiled gently and placed a hand on Peter's knee. "What kind
of things happen Peter?"

Having Father O'Brien's hand on his knee caused his cock to harden and he'd
now removed his hand so didn't like to move it back since it would be too
obvious but the Father noticed and smiled to himself. His evaluation of
Peter was correct and his own organ reacted accordingly.

"My...you know...reacts and I don't really understand why."

"Most men have similar reactions in certain circumstances so it's nothing
to be embarrassed or ashamed about Peter. Shall we give the organ in
question a name? I call mine dick."

Peter had heard boys at school talk about their dick so assumed that was
what they meant. "Yeah, my dick; it goes hard; I wake up each morning with
it hard and during the day in certain situations it goes hard as well." Now
that he had a name to use, Peter felt happier to talk about it.

"And when it's hard, are you thinking about girls?"

"No" Peter exclaimed.

"Ah, so you're attracted to members of your own sex."

Peter nodded. "Is that sinful, will I go to hell?"

Father O'Brien smiled, moved his chair near and patted Peter's thigh. "No,
you won't go to hell but some people do consider it sinful to prefer their
own sex but I don't agree with that view since I'm of the opinion that we
are all different and god made us that way."

Peter nodded as if understanding what the Father had said. He then felt the
Father's hand slowly move in between his legs and he involuntarily opened
them. His erection was now fully on display but for some reason it no
longer bothered him. He felt safe with Father O'Brien and didn't mind him
seeing it.

"Am I right in saying your dick is reacting right now?"

Peter nodded and watched the Father's hand move into his crotch to feel
it. Having another hand hold his organ made him gasp. "Mm" he sighed as he
felt his thick roll being lightly massaged. He looked at Father O'Brien and
they smiled at each other.

"You like that don't you?" Peter nodded and looked into the Father's
crotch. His bulge had now grown considerably and he suddenly realised that
he too was having the same pleasurable experience. "You are a very
attractive young man and if I may say so, very well endowed."

Peter wasn't too sure what that meant since he'd only ever seen young boys'
dicks in the showers and they were never the size his became when he was
aroused. Seeing that Peter didn't shy away from his attentions, Father
O'Brien decided to take things a little further.

"Do you feel comfortable with your own body Peter?" Peter wasn't too sure
what the Father meant by that. "When you look at yourself naked in front of
the mirror, do you like what you see?" Peter said he did. "And have you
seen other men naked?"

"Only at school when we were having a shower."

"But not adult men who feel the same way as you do." Peter shook his
head. "Would you like to?" Peter said he would and could hardly believe
what Father O'Brien was suggesting. Father O'Brien reminded Peter that
anything they discussed remained confidential and that included anything
they might do. Peter said he fully understood that. "So anything we might
say to each other or do together will remain between us and never be spoken
outside these four walls?"

"Of course, I'd never divulge anything you said or did, it wouldn't be
right."

Father O'Brien smiled. This lad was so naive and he loved him "Would you
like to see a naked man?"

Peter said he would and felt his whole body shake with excitement. Father
O'Brien stood up and took hold of Peter's hand. He led him into the hall
and kicked off his shoes indicating for Peter to do the same. He then
unlocked a door that led down to a basement. It was dark so Father O'Brien
placed an arm round Peter to guide him as they walked down. When they
reached the bottom of the stairs he stopped. All Peter could see was a dark
space.

"This is my own private space and only you and I know about it so it must
remain that way. Do you understand?"

"Of course Father, I would never tell anyone about anything I see or do
whilst with you."

"And do you trust me?"

"Of course" Peter exclaimed wondering why he'd be asked such a question.

Father O'Brien told Peter to remain still whilst he lit some candles to
give light in the room. As each candle was lit, Peter could see the room
contained a bed and a table with items on it. The wall at the end of the
room that faced the bed was painted white. He then noticed a film projector
on a stand facing the wall.

"This is my private room" the Father chuckled but Peter was none the wiser
about its true purpose. The Father then stood Peter in front of a large
floor to ceiling mirror. Peter looked at his own reflection and that of the
Father who was standing behind him. He then felt the Father slowly unbutton
his shirt and open it up. Once fully unbuttoned he slipped it off Peter's
shoulders and tossed it to one side. He turned his attention to Peter's
trousers and once unfastened removed them along with his underwear. Peter
gazed at his naked body and his dick which was still showing signs of
interest. He never once felt it was wrong to be standing like this with
Father O'Brien who he adored. Having been told to stand facing the mirror,
he watched the Father remove his clothes.

When he stood naked beside him he gasped. "You are beautiful"

"And so are you so never feel ashamed of your body because you are truly
beautiful" the Father replied and placed an arm round Peter's waist. "Some
would say this is wrong and sinful but I believe it is how nature made us
so never let anyone make you think otherwise. However, it is not something
to shout from the rooftops so as I said earlier, we must keep this to
ourselves. Is that understood?"

"Of course it is, I'd never say anything to anyone."

Father O'Brien turned Peter towards him and looked into his blue eyes. The
young man was beautiful and he loved his innocence. He also knew that
should this get out his career would be over but his feelings for the young
man had taken over and there was nothing to stop them. He decided he'd
taken things far enough for the time being but he had other plans for young
Peter. They dressed and went back upstairs.

"Would you like a cup of tea?"

Peter said he would so followed the Father into the kitchen. It was very
much like his mother's and he felt at home there. He sat at the wooden
table in the centre and watched the Father fill the kettle before placing
it on the gas stove to heat up. When it boiled he watched the hot water
being poured into the teapot which had been made ready. It all felt so
normal and Peter enjoyed sitting there. The fact that he and the Father had
admired each other's nakedness just a short while ago didn't feel out of
place either. For a moment he imagined living there instead of living with
his parents.

"How old are you Peter?"

"Twenty but I'll be twenty one next week" Peter replied excitedly.

Father O'Brien smiled; he loved Peter's enthusiasm. He also realised that
what he had in mind was still illegal since the age of consent for sex
between two men was still twenty one despite it being sixteen for
heterosexual sex. It seemed so unfair but that was the law even though he
knew many guys ignored it in the privacy of their own homes.

"And am I correct in saying you don't have a job at present?"

Peter nodded and explained that his father wouldn't let him go into a
factory so at present he helped his mother in the house doing cooking and
cleaning. Father O'Brien shook his head in disbelief. He couldn't
understand how a man could be so stupid and stop his son from going out in
the world to earn a living but what Peter had told him filled him with
joy. As he poured the now brewed tea, he casually told Peter that he didn't
have a housekeeper. The woman who'd looked after the previous incumbent had
decided to retire when he'd done so.

"As such I live here on my own but I'd very much like to find someone to
share this large house with me and look after it for me whilst I get on
with my parish duties." Peter nodded as he sipped his tea not recognising
what the Father was coming to. "Would you like to be that person Peter?"

Peter looked up from his tea and gasped. "Me?"

"Yes, you Peter" the Father laughed, "You've said you help your mother with
household chores such as cooking and cleaning and I think we'd make a good
team. You'd be paid so you'd have free board and lodging and some money in
your pocket. What do you say?"

For a moment Peter couldn't take in what the Father was telling him but
when he did he sat and thought about it. His father couldn't possibly
object knowing he'd be working for Father O'Brien and he'd no longer have
to support him. He knew his mother would agree because she liked Father
O'Brien and thought he was a kind, considerate, very handsome man. "So what
would I be required to do?" Peter asked.

"Be my housekeeper, cook meals, do the washing and cleaning and generally
look after the house so I can get on with my work; I'd help and guide you
so we'd be a team."

The thought of being with the Father filled Peter's heart with joy so he
accepted the offer. Knowing his father, he asked Father O'Brien to put the
offer in writing so he could prove it really was a proper job. Father
O'Brien pulled out pen and paper and started writing. He wrote it in the
form of a proper job offer stating the terms and what would be required of
Peter. He didn't add that he hoped they'd sleep together; he'd discuss that
once Peter was ensconced in the house.

When Peter stood up to leave, he placed the envelope containing the job
offer in his pocket and was about to shake Father O'Brien's hand. Instead,
the Father took him into his arms and kissed him on the lips. Peter's whole
body shook with excitement as he kissed back. He couldn't believe he'd just
kissed Father O'Brien but it felt good.

"Thank you Father" he said as he finally walked towards the front door.

"By the way" Father O'Brien called, "we can't have you calling me Father
all the time; my name is Sean so when we're alone you can call me that."

"Thank you Sean" Peter grinned and made his way out.

As he walked home he replayed over and over what had happened just to make
sure he'd not dreamt it. He felt the envelope in his pocket and grinned. He
felt so happy. In fact the happiest he'd felt in his whole life. He just
hoped his father didn't put a spanner in the works.

"For fuck's sake, I'm nearly twenty one" he said out loud, "It's time I
decided what to do with my life, not him."


2.

As usual he found his mother in the kitchen so he showed her the
letter. She read it and then read it through for a second time before
looking at her son.

"This is wonderful news Peter; to serve the Lord in this way is truly
wonderful and a great honour."

Peter felt like laughing out loud. His parents lived in a world of their
own. If they really knew what Father O'Brien, or Sean as he'd now call him,
was like they'd have a fit but it suited him.

"I must go through some of my favourite recipes with you" she said
immediately.

"Just write them down mother, I've got packing to do."

She looked at him, "What now?"

"Yes, now; I'm starting my duties tomorrow morning."

He had no intention of letting his father veto his new employment so didn't
want to give him an opportunity to do so; he wanted to get away from the
control of his parents and out of their house as soon as possible. He was
sick and tired of being told what he could and could not do and it was time
he stood on his own two feet even though he knew he was inexperienced with
worldly things and was not the brightest of people around but Sean had seen
something in him otherwise he wouldn't have offered him the job. The fact
that Father O'Brien had only offered him the job because he'd fallen in
love with Peter's body had not yet registered in Peter's mind as yet.

He ran upstairs two at a time and grabbed two large suitcases from the loft
to pack his clothes and personal items. To even things out he spread his
clothes between both cases and did the same with the few books and other
personal items he wanted to take with him. He'd never been allowed to have
his own music player or listen to the kind of music he liked so he had no
records of his own. Even his choice of clothes had to be approved by his
parents. He loved the slim fitting trousers that other guys wore but he'd
never been allowed to have them. The only thing he had managed to get past
his parents was the new style tight fitting briefs instead of boxer shorts
which he hated. Once he had his own money he'd go out and buy what he
wanted. Even the thought of doing so made him hug himself.

When everything was packed he quickly went through the things he'd left out
just to make sure. There were some clothes he never wore now so left those
in the wardrobe. He'd tell his mother she could give those along with his
childhood toys to one of the many jumble sales she was always organising
for local charities. Apart from his toiletries, which he'd pack the
following morning, he was done so went downstairs again. His mother had
just finished her notes and had selected a few cookery books for Peter to
take with him. Peter picked them up and flipped through them. He chose the
ones he wanted and put the others back on the shelf taking with him his
mother's notes. She was still so excited about the fact that her son was to
be serving Father O'Brien that she hardly noticed what he was doing. He
took those he'd selected upstairs and added them to one of the
suitcases. Now all he had to do was see how his father reacted to the news
when he came home. As he waited he went through the different reactions his
father might have and prepared his response. In no way was he going to let
his father stop him from doing this so he was prepared to fight all the way
if necessary.

Finally he heard his father come home from work so he casually made his way
downstairs. He'd made sure he'd packed Sean's letter away since he saw no
need to show that to his father. His mother had read it and that was
enough. When he reached the kitchen, his mother was excitedly telling her
husband about Peter's news.

"Is this true?" his father asked as if he didn't believe what his wife had
told him."

"Of course it's true; mother has read Father O'Brien's offer letter" Peter
replied casually.

"Where is this letter?" his father demanded.

"Packed away in my suitcase" The way Peter said this, told his father he
had no intention of fetching it for him to read so he let it drop.

"Well, the good Lord moves in extraordinary ways; to serve him in this way
is indeed an honour but quite why he's chosen you I can't understand but
who am I to question what the good Lord has decided."

Peter felt like bursting out laughing. Was his father stupid enough to
really think that the so called `good Lord' had anything to do with this?
His father clearly didn't realise that Sean was gay and that his own son
was too but perhaps you had to be one to know one.

When they sat down for their meal his father said grace as usual but this
time he added "And may we thank the good Lord for choosing our son to serve
him as housekeeper for Father O'Brien."

Again Peter had to choke back his amusement but at least this would be the
last time he'd have to endure this ritual. Something told him that even
though Sean was a priest, he wouldn't say grace before every meal,
including breakfast.

As soon as the meal was over and Peter had helped his mother clear away the
dishes, a task that his father never soiled his hands doing, he went up to
his room using the excuse that he had other things to get ready for the
next day. In fact he lay on his bed thinking about Sean's naked body. The
guy was truly beautiful and it made his own react in its usual way.


By the time Peter had washed and dressed the following morning and gone
down for breakfast, his father had left for work which suited him. He noted
that his father had not even wished him success in his new job or even said
goodbye before leaving. Not that it bothered him but it told him all he
needed to know about his father's opinion of him.

As usual his mother fussed round him but he ignored it and ate his
breakfast. She'd had hers with her husband like the dutiful wife. Sometimes
just watching the way she kowtowed to his father made Peter feel sick. He
couldn't get away quick enough.

"I was thinking Peter, perhaps it would be best if I came with you this
morning to settle you in; I'm sure my charity won't mind if I'm a little
late."

Peter looked up at her hardly believing what she had said. "For fuck's sake
mother, I'm twenty one next week; I'm quite capable of starting a new job
without my mother tagging along; what are you trying to do, embarrass me or
don't you think I'm able to cope without you."

For a moment his mother was shocked at his outburst and for the blasphemy
but decided not to say anything about that. She'd noticed her son had
changed recently so said no more. Besides, her charity work needed her so
got on with the washing up. As soon as Peter had finished his breakfast he
went up to his room to collect his things. Quite how he was going to manage
two large suitcases on his own he wasn't sure but he'd manage somehow.

"Bye mother, I'm off" he called out once he'd got them downstairs. By the
time she'd dried her hands and gone into the hallway, Peter was making his
way out the front door. She watched him go and called out "Bye, good luck".

Somehow he managed to carry his suitcases the fifteen minute walk to where
Sean lived even though his arms felt as if they'd stretched several inches
by the time he arrived. He rang the bell and within minutes Sean had opened
the door and grabbed one of the cases.

"Good to see you Peter" Sean grinned and gave Peter a hug. He felt like
adding that he was so looking forward to having Peter live with him but
decided not to go that far for the moment. Instead he told Peter to leave
his suitcases in the hall whilst he showed him round. He indicated his
study where they'd sat the day before and took him into the large living
room. French windows led out into a large garden and Peter admired it
although to be honest he wasn't that impressed with what he saw.

"Who looks after the garden?"

"Good point" Sean grinned and moved up behind Peter. He could feel the heat
of Sean's body against his backside and immediately felt his dick
react. Sean placed a hand on his shoulder and explained that an old guy
called Bert came in each week to tend the garden but apart from being past
it, he didn't have a clue about gardening.

"I'm sure he pulls out the plants and leaves the weeds" Sean chuckled as he
placed a hand round Peter's waist and moved to one side of him.

Again Peter felt a shiver of excitement shoot through his body and his dick
get even harder. "I could take it over if you like; I love gardening and
helped my mother do hers so know the difference between weeds and plants."

"Wow, there's no end to your talents is there" Sean chuckled and gave Peter
a squeeze. "In that case you've got yourself a job; I'll tell Bert he's no
longer required and I'll give you what I pay him."

Peter turned and smiled; it felt good to be appreciated for once. Their
lips were within inches of each other and Sean was tempted to give him a
kiss but held back. He decided to take things slowly, afraid of scaring off
his Adonis. Sean next showed him the dining room which he explained he only
used when entertaining. Being a Victorian house each room had high ceilings
and even though the dining room was not that large, gave the impression of
being so. The kitchen was huge and had a large wooden table in the centre.

"If it's okay with you we'll eat in here; it's easier than using the dining
room."

Peter said that was fine by him having wondered whether he'd have to serve
Sean and eat on his own although he'd doubted that from the casual way Sean
appeared to conduct his private life.

"So, does this suit your needs?" Sean giggled.

"Yeah, fantastic" Peter replied as he looked at the row of pans on a
kitchen dresser unit along one wall with drawers and cupboards beneath
before inspecting the reasonably modern gas cooker situated on another. The
kitchen contained a large double butler sink with a wooden draining board
that overlooked the garden and a large refrigerator in another corner. He
also noticed an electric mixer and other cooking gadgets so there was
plenty to keep him busy in the kitchen alone.

Sean led him back into the hallway and as they passed the door that went to
the basement he grinned "You know what's down there and to remain our
secret; and must remain locked at all times when not in use."

"Fully understood" Peter grinned.

Sean grabbed one of the suitcases and told Peter to follow him
upstairs. Peter grabbed the other and admired Sean's bubble butt inside his
tight fitting trousers as he did so. That was the first thing he was going
to buy once he had cash in his pocket. They dumped the cases on the landing
as Sean showed him the accommodation on that floor. There were four
bedrooms with a large bathroom.

"I had a shower unit fitted when I came here; much prefer a shower than a
bath but feel free to use whatever you like."

Peter said he too preferred a shower but liked a soak in the bath every so
often. "That bath's enormous" he chuckled.

Sean laughed and said it was probably large enough for two. "Have never
tried two in it; perhaps we should one day" he grinned and felt a twinge of
excitement down below as he thought about it.

The two bedrooms at the front of the house were guest rooms, although Sean
said he seldom had people stay. He was tempted to add that when he did they
slept with him but again decided to hold back that piece of information.

"Traditionally this has been the housekeeper's room."

Peter walked inside and admired the large room that overlooked the
garden. There was a single bed with a comfy easy chair and a small
television nearby. Along the back wall there was a wardrobe and a chest of
drawers.

"And this is my room" Sean said and walked across the landing to a larger
room. This one contained a double bed with a similar wardrobe and chest of
drawers but no easy chair. Peter hovered in the doorway wondering whether
or not to go inside.

"It too overlooks the garden" Sean said and indicated for Peter to have a
look. Peter walked over to the window and looked out. One thing he'd
noticed was how private the house was. The front overlooked a busy road but
the back was surrounded by trees and the houses that backed on seemed far
away because they too had long gardens. Being a detached house, those
either side also seemed a good distance away.

"It's a beautiful setting" Peter commented.

"So, we need to decide where you sleep" Sean chuckled as he put an arm
round Peter's waist again. Peter turned to face him wondering what he
meant. Surely his room would be the one the other side of the
landing. "It's entirely up to you Peter but I'd be more than happy for us
to share this one."

Peter's heart started to thump. The thought of sleeping with this gorgeous
man caused his manhood to jump to attention. "Are you sure?"

"I am but it's your decision." Sean put his hands round Peter's waist and
pulled him tight against him. He felt Peter's hardness press against his so
knew the guy was sexually turned on at the thought. He looked into Peter's
blue eyes and casually brushed his long black hair to once side whilst he
waited for Peter's decision.

"Yeah, okay" Peter grinned and felt his cock go rock hard as it pressed
against Sean's.

"Fantastic" Sean grinned and kissed Peter on the lips. It was the first
time a man had ever kissed him but he enjoyed the feel of Sean's hot lips
against his. Sean kept his lips against Peter's for a few seconds before
moving and pressed their sexually charged bodies even harder
together. Neither had any doubts about what they were doing to each other
and both enjoyed the sensation.

"Okay then, we'd better get your things unpacked" Sean grinned as he
released Peter.

It didn't take long to unpack the two suitcases. Having worked on the basis
that he'd persuade Peter to share with him, he'd already emptied half the
wardrobe to make room for Peter's clothes. The items removed had gone into
the housekeeper's room which was where some of Peter's went too because the
wardrobe wasn't large enough to accommodate everything. Sean had also
cleared a drawer in his chest of drawers and Peter stored the books he'd
brought in the other room to make it look as if he was using that one just
in case it was necessary to give that impression to anyone who visited the
house. Once the cookery books had gone down to the kitchen, he was fully
installed.

"Welcome to your new home and I hope you'll be very happy here" Sean said
once Peter was fully installed.

"Thanks, you've no idea what this means to me; life at home was becoming
unbearable."

"That bad was it?" Peter nodded wondering how much he should tell
Sean. "From what I've seen of your parents they're very devout so I assume
that must have been difficult for you."

Peter nodded and opened up to Sean about his life at home. They were now
standing in the kitchen and Sean listened as the floodgates opened and
Peter poured out his woes. When he'd finished he took Peter into his arms
and gently kissed him. Peter wrapped his arms round Sean suddenly realising
he'd so needed to unload to someone who understood. To his surprise, Sean
then talked about his home life in Ireland where his parents still
lived. They'd been on at him so much about finding a good woman to marry
that he'd decided to go into the priesthood.

"I probably shouldn't say this Peter but I feel I can trust you not to tell
anybody."

Before Sean continued Peter again told him that anything he said or he did
was between them and them alone. Sean smiled and gently kissed him again.

"I know, that's why I offered you the job because I instinctively knew I
could trust you but what I was going to say is that in my view a lot of
religion is mumbo jumbo; if I'm really honest I don't believe in a God or
all that goes with it; okay I know I have to preach the gospel because
that's what I'm expected to do but to me it's just a job so you won't find
me being all pious except when I'm expected to be; does that shock you?"

Peter smiled at him and this time it was him who took Sean into his arms
and lightly kissed him. "No, in fact its music to my ears because I've
never believed in this mythical God and I've never understood a word I've
read in the bible but my parents forced me to follow their religion so I
did to keep the peace. My father is so religious that it's painful; he has
crucifixes all round the house and pictures of Jesus in every room. The
lack of such things was the first thing I noticed when I came here; you'd
never believe this was a rectory where the local priest lived."

Sean smiled and hugged Peter. "We are so going to enjoy life together, and
let's face it, the catholic church disapproves of people like us despite
the law so we need each other."

Peter nodded and felt so happy. "Don't forget I'm not legally of age until
next Wednesday" he laughed.

"Well, I'm not going to tell anyone" Sean laughed, "Which reminds me what
are your parents doing to celebrate the occasion?"

"Are you joking? Birthdays are never celebrated in my family; my father
wouldn't allow such frivolity so it will go by like any normal day."

Sean was shocked and looked at Peter as if he was joking. How could any
parent not celebrate their son's birthday, especially his twenty-first?
"They'll surely send you a birthday card and a present."

Peter laughed, "I very much doubt it; they've not done so for the past
twenty-one years."

Sean couldn't believe what he was hearing and quickly thought for a
moment. In that case I shall take you out for a meal somewhere because
reaching the age of twenty one is very special and must be celebrated. He
also made a mental note to buy Peter a present and a birthday card.

"Now, I've got some work to do so I'll leave you to settle in and perhaps
make some lunch in due course."

Peter asked when Sean preferred to eat his main meal and he said definitely
in the evening so a simple snack at lunchtime was all he required. When
Sean had left him to get on, he physically hugged himself. He was going to
be so happy here. He first opened every cupboard to familiarise himself
with things and reorganised one or two items to suit his way of working. He
opened the store cupboards and was pleased to see they were well stocked
with food as was the refrigerator. As it was still cold outside, he found a
tin of tomato soup and decided to serve that with bread for their lunch.

Once lunch was settled upon, he toured the living room and dining room to
get to know them. Whoever had been coming in to clean, had done a good job
since everywhere was spotless. He just hoped he could keep the same
standard but he knew he was a fussy queen when it came to things like that
so was sure he could. He'd already found a utility room off the kitchen
from which the garden was accessed so had seen the vacuum cleaner, bucket
and mops.

He then walked upstairs and inspected each of the four bedrooms. The two at
the front would need little attention since Sean had said they were seldom
used. Likewise the housekeeper's room so that only left the main bedroom
he'd be sharing with Sean and the bathroom. He walked into the bedroom and
tried the bed. It felt wonderful and he tried to imagine what it would feel
like to share a bed with someone. He'd never ever shared a bed before so it
would be a new experience for him. He just hoped he didn't snore, or for
that matter did Sean. He then wondered what Sean wore in bed and took a
peek beneath the pillows. There was no sign of any pyjamas so he peeked
inside the chest of drawers. Nothing! Perhaps he wore boxer shorts in bed
like Peter did so he took another look for those. Still he could find
nothing apart from some sexy underwear.

"Perhaps he sleeps naked" he chuckled so decided he'd have to wait and see
but the thought of sleeping naked in bed with another guy certainly turned
him on.


3.

"That was beautiful" Sean said as he wiped his mouth after their meal that
evening. Peter smiled. He'd not done anything too adventurous for his first
meal but he was pleased it had gone down well. He was also pleased to see
that Sean didn't say grace before they started eating which was a big
relief, not that he'd expected he would after their earlier talk about
religion. He found it rather amusing that he was living with a catholic
priest who didn't believe in god and a gay one at that. When they'd cleared
up, which Sean insisted on helping with, they moved into the sitting room.

"Would you like a drink?" Sean asked before sitting down.

Peter wasn't sure since he'd never been allowed to drink at home. "My
father says alcohol is wicked and leads a man to hell."

Sean laughed. "Does your father do anything to enjoy life?"

"No, he's a fucking bore." As soon as he said the words he realised what
he'd said. "Sorry" he quickly added looking at Sean.

Sean moved over to the sofa where Peter was sitting. "Don't be; this is
your home and I want you to feel comfortable in it; from what you've told
me so far you've had a fucking awful life to date so it's time to relax and
enjoy yourself." Peter smiled and was pleased to hear Father O'Brien
swear. "Now, how about a whisky, it's Irish of course." Peter nodded and
watched Sean pour two glasses before passing one to him. "Bottoms up" Sean
grinned and sipped his.

Peter did the same and for a moment felt the alcohol burn his throat but
after a while he savoured the taste and it felt good. Sean watched him with
interest as he stood in front of him. He could remember his first whisky
but it was now his favourite tipple.

"I generally like to relax in the evening, especially if I've had a busy
day and to do so I like to dress down. Would you mind?" Sean smiled.

Peter said it was his house so to do whatever he wanted. Sean grinned and
said he would but he was hoping Peter would do the same. Peter then
realised what he was saying so giggled. "Yeah, I don't mind."

He watched Sean strip off down to his sexy briefs. He could see them
bulging out at the front which made his own organ react. As Sean folded his
discarded clothes, Peter stripped off down to his not so sexy briefs but at
least they showed his ample bulge. When he'd folded his discarded clothes
and placed them on a nearby chair, the pair sat down on the sofa. As they
sipped their whisky Sean placed a hand onto Peter's naked leg and slowly
moved it towards his prize. The feel of Sean's hand on his skin made his
cock grow rapidly so by the time the hand reached it he was rock hard.

"Wow, that feels beautiful" Sean muttered as he worked his fingers along
its length.

Peter lay back opening his legs inviting Sean to do whatever he wanted. He
looked over at Sean's bulge and wanted to take hold of that but he couldn't
reach without upsetting what Sean was doing to him which felt
wonderful. Sean put his drink down and slipped the top of Peter's briefs
over the hard cock. Once released he bent down and took it into his mouth.

"Ah, fuck" he groaned as the hot lips enveloped his naked organ. He'd never
had anyone do this to him before and it was beautiful. He realised how
ignorant he was when it came to sexual activity and made a mental note of
everything Sean was doing so he could do the same to him when his time
came. Sean licked the long hard cock and used his tongue to lick inside the
foreskin and across the slit. Peter groaned and moaned; this was pure
heaven if there was such a place.

Not wanting to bring Peter to a climax just yet, Sean stopped when he
sensed Peter was reaching that point. For a moment Peter was disappointed
he'd stopped and then remembered the normal feeling he had when he massaged
himself to a conclusion and felt guilty and deflated since his father had
always said that sex was sinful and should only be used to procreate.

Sensing Peter's feelings, Sean slipped Peter's briefs off him, removed his
own, knelt across Peter's legs and took his head into his hands. Like
Peter, Sean was slim and agile so his moves were effortless. As they looked
into each other's eyes, Peter could feel their naked organs pressing
against each other. Taking Peter's hand, Sean pressed it against his hard
organ. Peter grasped it and felt the elation shoot through his body.

"I guess your father considers sex is as sinful as alcohol, especially
between two men." Peter nodded with a big grin. "I probably shouldn't say
this Peter bearing in mind he's your father but the man is mad and has done
you mental harm. Never be afraid of exploring your body and allowing others
to do the same. You have a beautiful body and it's there to be enjoyed."

"I know, the guy's a fucking moron" Peter grinned.

"Too right he is" Sean giggled and encouraged Peter to massage his cock as
they kissed.

When Sean felt he was on the brink of a climax he held Peter's hand. "Don't
want to come just yet." He reached for his whisky and as he sat across
Peter's legs they continued to drink. "Do I take it you're still a virgin?"
Peter nodded and felt his face go red. "It's nothing to be embarrassed
about Peter but that first time is very special and with your permission
I'd like to be the one who takes you on that journey."

Peter smiled and said he'd like that. "How old were you when you first had
sex?"

Sean chuckled. He thought back to that first time and how disastrous it had
been. He told Peter that he was sixteen at the time and had been out with
some mates. One member of the group was older and bought some bottles of
beer so they found somewhere to drink them. On Sean's way home he met a
girl who'd also been drinking. "She was a real slag" Sean laughed.

The girl had dragged him into a nearby alley and unfastened his
trousers. At the time he thought it great fun and soon had an
erection. Before he knew what was happening she'd grabbed hold of it and
was pulling it inside her. "I suddenly felt my dick entering her and I
immediately recoiled; I knew from that moment on that I was more interested
in boys and since then have never looked back" Sean grinned. "When my
parents kept on at me about finding a nice girl to marry I decided I'd had
enough so left Ireland when I was twenty, came over here and signed up to
become a priest. I think I was fucking stupid really but on the whole it's
not a bad life and I meet nice guys like you."

"So I'm not the first?" Peter laughed now he felt more relaxed from the
whisky.

Sean looked at him for a moment. "You're certainly not the first that's for
sure but you're the first guy I've had real feelings for Peter; ever since
I first saw you undertaking your altar boy duties I knew I wanted to get to
know you better but waited for you to indicate you were like me."

Peter felt tears form in his eyes. It was the first time anyone had ever
said they had feelings for him, even his parents had never said they loved
him. "Thank you" he managed to say.

"You're a lovely guy and don't let anyone tell you otherwise."

Sean leant forward and kissed him but this time the kiss became
passionate. Peter felt Sean's tongue pushing its way into his mouth and he
automatically opened up for him. Sean placed a hand behind Peter's head and
pressed their mouths together. Peter felt his whole body become a jelly. He
was totally and utterly under Sean's spell and he liked the feeling, in
fact he liked it very much.

After a while the kiss ended and Sean climbed off Peter. He took his hand
and led him upstairs leaving their discarded clothes where they were. As
they went, Sean switched off the lights and took Peter into their
bedroom. One thing he'd made sure of when he'd moved in was that the house
was well insulated and heated because he loved walking round naked and
hated the cold. He pulled back the bed covers and invited Peter to join
him. Once beside him he took him into his arms and kissed him again. This
time Peter joined in and soon their tongues scrambled in and out of each
other's mouth. Their erections were now rock hard and weeping with
excitement. Despite this being his first time, everything was natural to
Peter even though he knew there'd be lots of things he still had to learn
when it came to making love with a guy.

Sean manoeuvred himself so he was astride his Adonis. He held Peter's head
in his hands and kissed him yet again. "Would you let me fuck you?" he
whispered.

Peter nodded hardly believing what he'd heard. He'd wanted to read books
that included sex, but knew his parents would go mental had they found them
which was he was so naive. He felt his legs being lifted over his chest,
suddenly feeling very exposed. Sean gently ran his finger across his
entrance and he gasped. It was a beautiful feeling and he knew he wanted
more. Sean then reached over for the lube and slicked a finger. As he
looked into Peter's eyes, he slowly slipped the finger inside him. Peter
gasped, not with pain but with joy. It felt wonderful. Seeing that Peter
was comfortable with the finger he pushed it further in and felt for that
special spot.

"Oh yes" Peter gasped.

"We call that your G spot" Sean grinned.

"You can hit that as many times as you like" Peter giggled.

"Don't worry, I intend to."

Once Sean was satisfied he'd opened Peter up sufficiently he removed his
finger much to Peter's disappointment. He watched Sean lubricate his
erection and he guessed what was going to happen next. He felt the head
press up against his entrance and slowly push in.

"Just relax; once I'm through it will feel better but if you want me to
stop then say so."

Peter nodded and relaxed as he felt the large head breach him. He gasped as
it stretched him apart but once inside it felt wonderful. Seeing that Peter
was relaxed, Sean slowly pushed until he was fully inside.

"You now have my whole cock inside you" Sean chuckled.

"Feels fucking brilliant" Peter giggled.

Sean loved the look of sheer joy on Peter's face as he slowly moved back
and forth. Slowly he increased the pace keeping a watch on Peter's
reaction. From what he could see, Peter was enjoying every second.

It took quite a while for Sean to reach his climax because he'd kept the
pace reasonably slow so as not to hurt Peter as it was his first fuck but
eventually he felt his seed rise so he increased the pace on Peter's cock
which he was massaging with his hand.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna come" Peter cried out so Sean increased the pace some
more and increased his own pace because he wanted to shoot his load inside
of Peter at the same time.

"Ah, fuck" Sean cried as he watched Peter shoot ribbons of creamy white cum
all over his chest as he did the same inside him.

When they'd both come down from their high they stopped and grinned at each
other.

"That was fucking wonderful", Peter grinned.

"It sure was" Sean agreed; "Now you're no longer a virgin".

Peter laughed and said next time he wanted to fuck Sean.

"It's just as well I'm versatile and enjoy being fucked as well as fucking"
Sean laughed. Peter grinned. He'd heard the term being versatile but had
never really understood what it meant. Now he did.

Having cleaned up the sticky mess from Peter's chest, they settled down for
the night. Peter was pleased to see that Sean slept naked so he did the
same. Sean pulled Peter's naked body up close to his and they kissed. It
felt so wonderful for both of them. As they lay there Peter suddenly
thought of something. "Will I still be an altar boy?"

"Of course, assuming you want to be."

Peter said he did and rather enjoyed performing the rituals even though he
didn't have a clue about their significance. Sean said he'd make him the
senior altar boy since he was now the oldest and the longest serving. Peter
said he'd like that and felt a sense of pride especially since it would
mean he'd wear a different coloured vestment to the others. It would also
show his father that he wasn't a complete failure since they came to church
every Sunday.

"I'd also like you to be my personal assistant" Sean continued so it will
mean you'll be at my side whenever we're meeting the Bishop and when I have
to attend conferences."

Peter said he'd like that and hadn't realised he'd be expected to undertake
these duties. He was so going to enjoy his life with Sean.


The following morning when Peter woke, he found Sean gazing into his eyes.

"Good morning, did you sleep well." Peter nodded and gave Sean a kiss. Sean
said he had too and had not slept so well for a long time. "It must be
having a gorgeous naked young man beside me."

Peter grinned. He liked hearing that. "Would you like a cup of tea?"

Sean said he wasn't bothered about having tea in bed so instead felt down
to feel if Peter had a morning erection. He wasn't disappointed so delved
beneath the covers to satisfy it. Peter gasped as he felt Sean's hot lips
surround his sensitive head and bring him off to a satisfactory
conclusion. Once done, Peter returned the favour and sucked Sean off. He'd
noticed how Sean had sucked his so followed the same procedure. Suddenly
Sean yelled out "Oh yes, I'm coming" and Peter tasted Sean's creamy load of
cum. This was another first since he'd never sucked a guy off before.

When Peter reappeared he grinned. "That's much better than a morning cup of
tea."

"Good, I shall expect that every morning" Sean giggled and slapped Peter's
naked bum.


4.

At the Sunday service, Peter wore his new vestment as senior altar boy. He
loved it and felt proud as he undertook his duties. He'd spotted his
parents in the congregation and his mother had given him a small wave but
he didn't acknowledge it. His father completely ignored him which suited
Peter. He made sure he was unavailable when the service ended and Sean
stood at the door saying goodbye to everyone. When Peter's parents came
past his mother made a comment about her son performing his duties
satisfactorily.

"Of course; he's an excellent cook and extremely organised; you should be
proud of him."

His father pulled his wife quickly away not wanting others to know that his
son was undertaking such a menial job having instructed her not to mention
it to anyone, and as usual she dutifully obeyed him. Sean had told Peter
that as far as the outside world was concerned he was Father O'Brien's
personal assistant and not the housekeeper. He decided the less people who
knew about him having a young man living with him as his housekeeper the
better. Peter certainly didn't object and rather enjoyed his exulted
status.

By the Tuesday, Peter had got into a routine and soon had things running
smoothly. He enjoyed cooking and Sean certainly enjoyed his meals. Having
got a work plan organised for the cleaning, shopping and washing, he
thought about the garden. It needed a lot of work done to it since the old
boy had done more harm than good. He sketched out what he had in mind and
showed it to Sean that evening whilst they were relaxing in the living room
stripped down to their briefs, which had become the norm.

"That looks brilliant" he exclaimed, "but it looks a lot of work".

Peter said he'd slowly sort it out if Sean was happy with his ideas. Sean
hugged him and said he was certainly happy, in more ways than one. It
didn't take long for cocks to be excited and hands to be roaming to enjoy
their hardness. As far as sexual matters were concerned, Sean had fucked
Peter each day and Peter had fucked Sean on a couple of occasions. He loved
being fucked by Sean's long thick cock but he loved the occasional fuck as
well and Sean certainly liked the feel of Peter's cock inside him so both
were happy. The one thing they'd not done yet was to spend time in the
basement. Peter wondered when Sean would take him down there but had said
nothing. Sean had in fact thought about it but decided to wait until they
were legal which would be after Peter's twenty-first. He'd already
organised a surprise for him which he'd tell Peter about the following
morning. That night they made love as usual and Sean gave Peter a wonderful
fuck. By the time they settled down for the night, Peter's arse was glowing
nicely.


When Peter woke the following morning he felt a hand gently massaging his
erection and a lubricated finger slowly making its way inside his
arse. "Mm, that feels nice" he giggled as he woke up.

"Happy birthday"

"Thank you" Peter grinned and turned over. It was the first time he'd ever
been wished a happy birthday and he liked the feeling it gave him.

Sean pulled him into a passionate kiss and when it ended he asked, "Would
you like me to fuck you, or you fuck me? As it's your birthday you can
choose."

Peter giggled and said he'd love Sean to fuck him so he turned onto his
side and Sean inserted his already well lubricated cock. He'd rather hoped
Peter would opt for a fuck so was already prepared.

"Oh yes, that feels fucking gorgeous" Peter cried out once the full length
of Sean's thick cock was inside him.

"Mm it sure is" Sean giggled, "and I'm gonna give you twenty one thrusts
before I fill you up; I want you to feel my cock inside you for the rest of
the day."

Peter giggled as Sean counted each thrust. When he reached the twenty-first
he increased the pace until he was spilling his morning load. "Fuck, that
was so good" Sean groaned once he was spent. When he'd pulled out he turned
Peter over and gave him another passionate kiss. So far it was the best
birthday Peter had ever known but there was more to come.

After they showered together, which had become another morning routine,
they went down for breakfast. Peter gasped when he saw two presents
beautifully wrapped in pink paper sitting on the table ready for him. On
top of the presents was an envelope which he guessed was a card. Once
breakfast was ready they sat down and Sean told him to open his card.

"Are you really telling me that your parents never gave you a card on your
birthday?"

Peter shook his head as he excitedly ripped open the card. When he pulled
it out he laughed. It was a rude one with a naked man inside showing off a
big cock. The caption said `Have I got something for you!' Peter loved it
and jumped up to give Sean a big kiss.

"Now open your presents" Sean told him. He found it hard to believe that
parents would never celebrate their son's birthday but having met Peter's
parents he wasn't surprised.

Peter ripped open the first one and gasped. It was a music record by his
favourite pop group. He hugged it to his chest and looked at Sean. "Thank
you so much" he managed to say between tears.

"There's another one there" Sean grinned.

This felt soft as Peter ripped it open. Inside were two pairs of sexy
briefs. Sean knew Peter had admired his so he'd found something similar. "I
love them" Peter exclaimed as he jumped up again to give Sean a big kiss.

Sean was overjoyed to see Peter's enjoyment which made him feel even
angrier about the way his parents had treated him. "One final surprise"
Sean grinned, "This evening I'm taking you out for a special meal and
afterwards we're going to a private gay club." Peter gasped not knowing
what to say.

Sean had parish duties to attend to most of the day so he left Peter to do
his usual chores. Since he'd allocated a Wednesday to clean the downstairs,
he started off in Sean's office. He dusted and polished everywhere before
giving the carpet a good vacuum. He then moved into the living room to do
the same, followed by the dining room. When those rooms smelt nice, he
polished the hall table, vacuumed the carpet in the hall and the stairs.

The washing he'd put on earlier was now ready so he hung that up on the
racks in the utility room and after lunch he washed the kitchen floor and
tidied up. Satisfied with his work he thought about the basement. Sean had
never said he was not allowed down there so he found the key that was
hanging inside a kitchen cupboard and unlocked it. Although Sean had lit
candles the time he'd taken him down there, he found there was electric
light.

The room was sparsely furnished with a double divan bed, a small table on
which stood a bottle of lube and a cupboard in one corner which he found
locked. He tried the other key that was with the one for the door to the
basement and opened it. Inside there was a range of dildos of different
sizes, some leather wrist and ankle cuffs with rings on and two pairs of
handcuffs. He guessed what the dildos were for but was intrigued how the
handcuffs would be used.

He relocked the cupboard and gave the room a clean. On looking at the sheet
on the bed he decided that needed washing so changed it with a new
one. Satisfied with his work, he locked the basement and went to have a
bath. He wanted to smell sweet for what Sean had planned for them that
evening. As he lay back in the bath and played with his appendage, he
thought how lucky he was to be living in a beautiful house with a lovely
guy who was clearly very fond of him. He still had to pinch himself to make
sure he wasn't dreaming it and had really got away from his controlling
parents, although it was his father who was the domineering one since his
mother was too weak to stand up to him. Once sufficiently soaked, he
climbed out and dried off. As he did so he admired his naked body in the
mirror and smiled.

"You're gorgeous" he grinned.

He slipped on a pair of his new sexy briefs, his best pair of trousers
which emphasised his butt and put on a white shirt that was also reasonably
tight to show off his torso, although that was because it was on the small
side rather than slim cut. He completed his outfit with a reasonably new
pair of casual shoes and his smartest jacket.

When Sean arrived he was met with a smell of polish and cleanliness so knew
Peter had been busy. "Everywhere smells nice and looks lovely and clean" he
commented as he gave Peter a kiss.

Peter grinned. It felt good to receive praise which was something his
parents never gave him. Sean loved being met by Peter's lovely smile
whenever he came home; it made his tedious work more bearable. "And you're
looking very smart; so ready for an evening out."

Peter smiled and gave Sean another hug. He'd really grown to love this guy
despite their short time together. Sean showered and changed into his
casual wear which Peter admired and wished he too had clothes like Sean's
but at least he'd soon have sufficient money in his pocket to buy a pair of
trousers since Sean paid him each Friday. Having admired him, they set off
and drove into the centre of Huddersfield.

The restaurant they went to was small but well known by Sean and he knew
the food was good. The owner welcomed him and then Peter before showing
them to the table already reserved. Sean ordered some wine and suggested
items from the menu that Peter might like since he wasn't used to dining
out. His parents certainly never dined out so it was a new experience for
him. As they waited for their first course to arrive, Peter briefly thought
back to his parents. Apart from seeing them in the distance at church on
the Sunday, he'd not been in contact and nor had they but he'd made sure
he'd not given them Sean's telephone number.

As always, the food was perfect and Peter thoroughly enjoyed the meal. Sean
had recommended the chocolate gateau for dessert so he decided to go for
that since he liked chocolate. When it arrived there was a candle and a
label that said `Happy Twenty First Birthday'. Peter looked at Sean who was
grinning at him. Peter was overcome with emotion and felt tears in his eyes
as he realised what Sean had organised. The waiter smiled and wished him
`Happy Birthday' before leaving them.

"Thank you" he finally managed to say but he was still choked up with
emotion. It was the most wonderful thing someone had ever done and he loved
Sean even more.

When they'd finished their meal and Sean had paid the bill, he drove them
to the private club which was in a large house on the outskirts of
Huddersfield. When they arrived, Sean told the guy who opened the door that
he and Peter were guests of Marcus. They were asked to wait in the hallway
which was enormous in comparison to the one at the rectory. After a few
moments Marcus, who owned the house and ran the club, sashayed towards
them.

"Hello darling" he called out to Sean as he went. He pulled Sean into a
very passionate hug and kiss whilst Peter watched on somewhat amused. "And
this must be Peter; oh my, isn't he gorgeous" Marcus exclaimed.

Peter was about to shake hands with Marcus when he found himself being
given an equally passionate hug and a kiss. As Marcus did so he had a good
feel down below. "Mm, got plenty there I see" he giggled.

When they'd removed their coats and given them to the other guy to hang up,
Marcus led them into a back room where there were about a dozen or so other
guys milling around. The lighting was dimmed but Peter noticed couples
canoodling and having a good feel of each other. Marcus told them to help
themselves to a drink and moved off to see another guy nearby. Peter
decided to stick to wine rather than mix his drinks and Sean kept to soft
drinks since he was driving. Besides, he liked to keep his wits about him
at these affairs so as to see who was around and interested although on
this particular night he knew he'd be going home with Peter and more than
happy to do so, especially knowing what Marcus had arranged for him.

As they sipped their drinks, Peter looked at the guys more carefully. They
were a mix of ages and several looked hot. He and Sean compared notes and
enjoyed mentally stripping each guy. Peter then noticed one couple nearby
becoming very intense with each other. Their hands were all over each other
and shirts were already unbuttoned to expose chests. One guy was very hairy
and the other smooth but both were very sexy. As Peter watched, they each
unbuttoned their trousers and hands delved inside to have a good
feel. Peter's cock was already getting hard and Sean pulled Peter into a
kiss. As they kissed, he felt Sean's hand feeling his hard-on.

"Mm I'm going to enjoy that tonight when we get home" he giggled as he
continued to feel and kiss.

Peter felt into Sean's crotch and found he too was hard. He glanced over
Sean's shoulder and the two guys he'd been observing were now naked to the
waist and their trousers were round their ankles. One guy was feeling the
other's butt and the guy's briefs were exposing naked flesh. Peter's cock
twitched some more and was straining to get out.

"Sorry to disturb you guys" Marcus chuckled, "but Toby has arrived".

Sean pulled out of his embrace with Peter and turned. Standing beside
Marcus was a beautiful young guy who smiled at them.

"Hi Toby, lovely to see you" Sean said and pulled Toby into an
embrace. Marcus left them to it and told Sean he'd see him shortly.

"Toby, I'd like you to meet Peter who's twenty one today." Toby smiled and
wished Peter `happy birthday' before giving him a kiss on the lips. "Toby
is your birthday present" Sean grinned, "he's coming back home with us
later".

Peter gasped and wasn't sure if he'd heard Sean right but Toby was grinning
and saying he looked forward to being Peter's present.

"Toby loves being fucked, don't you Toby" Sean grinned. Toby nodded and
immediately felt Peter's crotch to see what he could look forward to. He
wasn't disappointed when his hand felt the long hard roll inside Peter's
trousers so he moved closer and gave it another feel.

"Yeah, look forward to receiving this."

"I'm going to leave you guys to get to know each other; I'm off to find
Marcus; will be back soon." Peter grinned at Sean as he went off in search
of Marcus.

"This is quite a place" Peter commented for something to say.

"Yeah, Marcus runs this group every month; it's about the only place guys
like us can go for a night of fun."

Peter glanced over to the couple he'd been watching earlier and both were
now stripped down to their briefs, kissing and cuddling with hands feeling
each other's swollen organs. Toby grinned on seeing Peter's interest.

"Marcus doesn't care what goes on; sometimes guys strip naked and fuck each
other whilst others look on."

"Wow" was all Peter could say.

"So, you like fucking do you?" Toby asked and felt Peter's stiff cock
again. Peter said he did although he liked being fucked just as much.

Toby said he preferred being fucked. "I don't have a very big cock" he
grinned and unzipped himself for Peter to have a feel.

Peter grinned not sure if he should but Toby clearly wanted him to so he
slipped a hand inside Toby's now unfastened trousers to have a feel. As
he'd said, his cock wasn't that big but if felt good to hold all the same
and as he did so it grew hard. Not wanting to miss out, Toby unfastened
Peter's trousers and plunged his hand down inside his briefs.

"Fuck, that is beautiful" he groaned as his hand grasped the now fully
erect organ. As they felt each other, they kissed. Peter could soon feel
Toby's hot tongue probing his and it felt good. As they kissed, Peter
noticed Sean with Marcus nearby. They too were locked into a passionate
embrace and giving each other a good feel.

Marcus was thirty five and had met Sean two years ago at a charity
event. They'd spent a night together and enjoyed each other's company but
nothing more came of it apart from Marcus inviting Sean to come to his club
as his guest. When he'd called Marcus to say he wanted to bring Peter along
for a birthday treat, Marcus was delighted and said he'd arrange for Toby
to come as well. Although Toby looked much younger than his years, he was
in fact eighteen. Not legal of course when it came to gay sex but nobody
was concerned about that when payment was involved. Sean couldn't afford
much since his stipend as a priest was not that high despite the wealth of
the Catholic Church, but he found ways to hide it as an expense amongst the
many others he managed to slip through the system. He knew Toby and Peter
would get on and of course he'd enjoy having him stay over.

"I see you guys are getting to know each other" Sean grinned after he and
Marcus had enjoyed each other's company for a while.

"He's gorgeous" Peter whispered into Sean's ear.

"He certainly is" Sean grinned and pulled Toby into a hug to have a good
feel of him.

"I take it you've had a good feel of what Peter can offer" Sean
chuckled. Toby said he had and couldn't wait to feel that inside him.

When they'd had a couple more drinks, Sean suggested they make a move. It
was getting late and he was keen to get Toby into bed. They said goodbye to
Marcus who told Peter he was welcome to come again and collected their
coats from the guy in the hallway. Sean drove them home with Peter and Toby
in the back of the car having a good feel of each other.

The front of the house was mainly paved to provide room for parking so once
there, Sean drove straight in since they'd left the large gates open. The
front garden was protected from the road, and from prying eyes from the
houses opposite, by tall trees and bushes so once inside nobody could see
who emerged from the car. Sean had kept Peter's presence fairly secret to
avoid comments so once parked up he jumped out to close the high wooden
gates which gave them total security and privacy. Since the house was
situated on a curve in the road, the houses either side stood slightly
forward so even their first floor windows couldn't see into Sean's front
garden. It suited him as he could bring back whoever he wanted without the
neighbours seeing.

Once inside, Peter took Toby's jacket and hung it up on a peg in the
hall. They all kicked off their outdoor shoes and for a moment hugged and
kissed each other.

"Let's go downstairs" Sean said and fetched the key. Once downstairs, Sean
lit the candles which provided a gentle warm light for them to strip naked
and enjoy one another.

"How about some porn whilst we have fun?" Sean grinned. The other two
agreed so whilst Toby went down on Peter's burgeoning cock, Sean picked a
film out of the cupboard and set it up. As he did so he noticed the sheet
on the bed had been changed and smiled. Peter was the perfect housekeeper
and he loved him for it.

Soon the screen was filled with a naked guy fucking another. Peter was now
rock hard so Sean suggested that Toby got on the bed so that Peter could
fuck him. Toby went on all fours facing the screen so he could watch the
porn every so often although to be honest he was more interested in feeling
Peter's big cock inside him. Peter grabbed the lube and used two fingers to
open Toby up, not that it was really necessary since Toby was used to
taking big cocks. He then slicked his shaft and offered it to Toby's
entrance. He grabbed the side of Toby's buttocks and slowly pushed in.

"Yeah, fuck my arse Peter; fuck it real hard."

Peter grinned at Sean who was watching the action as he casually rubbed a
hand up and down his own shaft. He couldn't wait to thrust it inside of
Toby. Peter pushed his long shaft right inside and then pulled it out again
before thrusting it back in. From the groans and moans of pleasure coming
from Toby, he was clearly enjoying it. So was Peter for that matter. Toby
was a gorgeous fuck and he slowly increased the pace but he wanted it to
last and not reach his climax too soon so after about five minutes he
pulled out and offered the nicely open arse to Sean. They quickly changed
over and Sean thrust his rampant cock into the young man's arse.

"Fuck, that feels so good" he groaned as he thrust back and forth.

Like Peter he didn't want to climax too early so after a while he offered
the arse to Peter again. They both fucked, changing over every few minutes,
for the next half hour. Toby loved being fucked like this and could never
get enough of it. Eventually both Peter and Sean wanted to shoot their load
so first Peter fucked until he could feel his climax rising.

"Fuck" he called out.

"Yeah, fill me up Peter, fill that arse with fucking cum" Toby
shouted. Peter giggled as his man seed erupted inside Toby. It felt
wonderful. When he was done, he pulled out and Sean did the same.

After a short rest, Sean asked Toby if he'd like to be fucked whilst
shackled to the bed. Toby said he'd love to be so he was told to go on his
back and put his arms above his head. As he lay there he could see two more
guys on the screen ahead of him busy fucking like mad. His own cock was
hard but he didn't want to release his load just yet.

Sean unlocked the cupboard and fitted leather bands round Toby's ankles and
wrists. He used handcuffs to shackle his wrists to the rings on the head of
the bed and told Peter to lift Toby's legs over his chest and pull them
wide apart so Toby's ankles could be shackled to the same rings. Once done,
Toby's arse was wide open and on full view.

"Yeah, beautiful" Sean giggled, "now to give that arse a good stuffing."

He first used one of the large dildos on Toby who seemed to love being
fucked by it. When Sean decided he'd had enough, he told Peter to give him
a good long hard fuck until he was shooting his load again. Peter performed
the task with gusto enjoying every second. When he'd shot another load, he
handed over to Sean for him to do the same. Toby loved the action and urged
them on, not that they needed any encouragement since Toby was a beautiful
fuck. It was gone midnight by the time they decided to go to bed so Peter
and Sean took Toby upstairs and they settled down in their bed with Toby in
the middle.


In the morning, Toby received plenty more attention before Sean said he had
to get up because he had a parish meeting to attend. Peter slipped on a
robe and got up to prepare Sean's breakfast whilst he had his shower and
got dressed. Toby used Sean's robe and joined Peter downstairs. He was in
no hurry to leave and hoped he and Peter would have more fun together when
Sean had left.

"You and Toby enjoy yourselves" he told Peter as he prepared to leave "I'll
be back at lunchtime".

Peter grinned and kissed Sean. "Thanks for a wonderful twenty first
birthday."

"You're very welcome and you deserve to be spoilt rotten every so often"
Sean smiled and returned the kiss. He still couldn't get his head round the
fact that Peter's parents had not sent him a birthday card, let alone a
present or even made contact to wish their one and only son a happy twenty
first.

After Sean had left, Peter suggested he and Toby have their breakfast. Once
eaten, he suggested they have a bath together. Toby liked that idea so once
the bath was ready they climbed in for a nice long soak. As they lay there
they played with each other and it was not long before two erect cocks were
evident, although one was very much larger than the other. Toby casually
asked about Peter's previous life before meeting Sean and he told him about
his parents.

"Fuck, couldn't do with that" Toby said having heard Peter's story.

"What about yours, do they know you're gay?" Toby explained that his dad
had fucked off when he was much younger but his mum knew he was gay and
wasn't bothered. He didn't add that she was a prostitute so he'd been
brought up with guys in the house for sex most of the time.

As they talked, Toby had casually dropped into the conversation that he was
in no hurry to leave. In fact Marcus had arranged another guy for him that
night so he had plenty of time. "Perhaps we could go back downstairs again;
I rather liked being tied up and fucked whilst watching porn."

Peter wasn't going to let that opportunity go by so they made their way
down to the basement, chose a film and worked out how to load it into the
projector. When it was running, Peter shackled Toby to the bed again with
his legs open wide and his arse on full view. He spent the next two hours
giving it a good long hard fuck until he'd shot two loads of cum inside
Toby.

"Fucking brilliant" Toby giggled. His arse felt well used which he
loved. He also loved the feel of Peter's spunk inside him.

"Toby left?" Sean asked when he got back home. Peter nodded and said they'd
had another session down in the basement again. "Lucky you; he's a lovely
guy and a gorgeous fuck."

Toby so enjoyed being with Peter and Sean that he came round fairly
regularly after that although not as a paid escort. He enjoyed their
company as well as the sex and he knew he always got good meals with them
since his mum couldn't cook anything worth eating. Some weekends if he had
no bookings, he'd spend the whole time with them so they became good
friends.


5.

Peter had lived with Sean for just over six months when one evening on
their way home from attending a parish meeting they came across a young lad
being bullied by two others in their teens. He'd been knocked to the ground
and was being kicked.

"Fucking queer" the guys were shouting as they kicked the lad who was
curled up in a ball.

"Hey" Sean shouted, "Leave him alone".

The boys stopped kicking and turned round. "And who's gonna stop us" one of
the guys snarled as Sean and Peter walked up to them.

"We are" Peter shouted and threw a left hook at the one nearest. The guy
was so surprised that he lost his balance and fell to the ground. Seeing
his mate on the ground, the other guy scarpered leaving his mate to fend
for himself. Sean picked up the lad on the ground whilst Peter kept watch
on the assailant who was now getting up and rubbing his cheek which was
still burning from the impact of Peter's hand. He looked at Sean and seeing
his clerical collar, realised he was a priest so made a hasty retreat. He
certainly didn't want to fight a man of god since his mum would kill him if
she found out. Within seconds he was out of sight along with his mate so
Peter turned his attention to the lad who'd been assaulted. Sean was asking
him if he was okay but he could sense the lad was shaken. Peter suggested
they take him back home with them to tend his wounds and find out where he
lived. Sean agreed so they gently led him home which was five minutes down
the road.

"What's your name?" Peter asked.

"Damian"

Whilst Sean made a cup of sweet tea to calm Damian down, Peter helped him
off with his jacket and his T shirt to see how injured he was. Bruises were
already appearing on his torso and he had cuts on his hands. When he'd
cleaned and put antiseptic cream on the cuts he asked Damian if he had any
more injuries. Damian said his legs had been kicked but wasn't sure if the
skin had been broken. Peter suggested he dropped his trousers for him to
see and Damian did so without hesitation. Apart from a small bruise
appearing there were no cuts. As he inspected the lad's body he noticed he
was well endowed. His large cock made his tight briefs bulge and it made
Peter's react but the lad was still suffering from shock so this was not
the time to make a comment but he noticed Sean having a good look as
well. Instead, Peter helped Damian put his T shirt back on and lifted his
trousers from round his ankles. As he did so his face was within inches of
the large bulge inside the tight briefs and he was so tempted to kiss
it. The lad was beautiful.

When he was dressed and drinking his tea, Sean gently asked him where he
came from and where he was off to when he was attacked. Damian, who was
seventeen, explained he was from Birmingham and had run away from home. His
mother had died just over a year ago and since then he'd lived with his
father who was a wealthy businessman. He had a sister who was six years
older but she'd married as soon as she could to get away from their
bullying father. The day before he'd come home from school where he was
studying his A levels having been bullied because of his perceived
sexuality. Sean and Peter had already noticed that Damian was very
effeminate in his mannerisms so were not surprised to hear that other boys
bullied him. Peter knew only too well what that was like and felt sorry for
him. As Damian talked about his ordeal, Peter held his hand to make him
realise he was with friends.

Damian continued by saying his father had noticed his clothes had been torn
by the bullies but instead of supporting his son, his father had told him
he was a wimp and should be a man instead of going round like a fucking
queer.

"You're a disgusting poof and I wish you'd never been born" his father had
told him. He then ripped Damian's shirt off him and pulled his trousers
down to give him a good hiding. "This will make a man of you" he shouted as
he slapped Damian's now naked bum.

As he related the story, Damian cried. Tears were pouring down his face so
Peter stood up and took the young lad into his arms.

"So where are you trying to get to?" Sean asked, also shocked at Damian's
story.

Damian told them that his mother's brother lived in Huddersfield and had
told him that if he ever needed to get away to let him know. "He's also
gay."

Having said where the uncle lived, Sean realised it was the other side of
Huddersfield. Damian nodded and said he'd taken the wrong bus from the
station. When he'd realised he'd gone wrong, he got off and started walking
to see where he was. It was then he met the two lads and asked them the way
but instead of helping him they led him further off course and then
attacked him having realised he was gay. Sean suggested he contact the
uncle since it was now late. Damian had said he'd tried to call his uncle
from Birmingham but had not managed to contact him. Since he knew he had to
get away from his father he decided to run away in any event. Whilst Sean
went to call the uncle, Peter held Damian's hand.

"You're safe here, I'm gay too so know what you've been through." Damian
smiled. At last he felt safe.

Sean managed to speak to Damian's uncle whose name was Derek. When he heard
about how Damian's father had treated him he wasn't the slightest bit
surprised. "The man's a bully and a homophobe; when he found out his wife's
brother was gay he refused to have me in the house and we've not spoken to
each other for the past two years. When his wife died last year he didn't
even contact me. It was Damian who told me and at the funeral his father
cut me dead."

Derek went onto explain that he currently had several male friends in for a
party so it wasn't a good time for Damian to arrive. "It's turned into a
bit of an orgy, if you know what I mean" Derek chuckled.

Sean said he knew only too well and hoped they were all having a good
time. It was therefore agreed that Damian would stay overnight with Sean
and Peter and they'd drive him to Derek's late the following morning by
which time the guys would be gone and all sign of the orgy cleared
away. When Sean returned, Damian looked expectantly at him. He confirmed
that he'd spoken to his uncle and that Damian would stay with them for the
night.

"He's having a party with several friends tonight so we felt it would be
better if we drove you over tomorrow morning; is that okay?"

Damian nodded not too sure what to say but at least he was amongst friends
so was happy enough. Since it was now getting late, Sean suggested to Peter
that he show Damian a spare room and make sure he was comfortable for the
night. Peter nodded and helped Damian upstairs to one of the smaller
bedrooms at the front of the house. The beds were always kept made so he
pulled back the cover and drew the curtains across the window. When he
turned round, he found Damian standing naked. For a moment Peter just stood
and admired Damian's beautiful naked body.

"You're beautiful" he muttered more to himself than to Damian.

Damian grinned. He liked it when other guys admired his body. He knew there
were at least two at school who did and he'd once had a friend who loved
seeing him naked and sucking his cock until he was shooting his spunk into
his mouth. He could see that Peter's body was reacting to the sight of his
nakedness so he moved forward and placed a hand into Peter's crotch. He
grasped the hard organ and squeezed it smiling at Peter as he did so. He
knew precisely what he was doing and wanted Peter to know that if he was
willing, so was he. Peter grinned and felt Damian's cock which was now
rapidly getting hard.

"Perhaps tomorrow but now I think you'd better get some rest." Damian
nodded and made his way into the bathroom to do his ablutions before going
to bed. "Sean and I are in here should you need us" Peter said as he
watched Damian's naked body disappear into the bathroom.

Sean was walking up the stairs at the time and also noticed the beautiful
lad walk into the bathroom. "Clearly not afraid of showing off what he's
got to offer" Sean giggled as he and Peter went into their own room. Peter
chuckled and said what had happened. "He's got a nice looking arse" Sean
giggled as he stripped naked.


Damian slept well and when he woke the following morning looked round at
the strange room he was in. He suddenly remembered what had taken place the
day before and shuddered. He wondered what his father would do when he
found his note saying he'd left and never wanted to see him
again. Fortunately his mother had always made sure he had money so he knew
he had sufficient to live on for a while but he was hopeful that his uncle
Derek would provide a roof over his head. He also had a feeling that Derek
fancied him so if necessary he'd let him do whatever he wanted if it meant
he had somewhere to live. He'd give up the idea of further studies and find
a job. He was prepared to do anything.

He made his way to the bathroom to relieve himself and when he'd done so he
hovered outside Sean and Peter's room. He could hear them talking so knew
they were awake. He knocked on the partly open door and Sean told him to go
in.

"Good morning Damian, did you sleep well?" Sean asked gazing at the naked
lad standing there.

"Yes thank you; do you mind if I join you?"

Sean grinned and invited Damian to slide into bed with them. He knew he
probably shouldn't encourage the lad but it was obvious he wanted something
to happen. Sean and Peter made room for him between them so Damian climbed
in. When he realised he had two stark naked bodies beside him, his cock
immediately reacted and was soon rock hard. Peter placed a hand on Damian's
leg and Damian led it to his erection.

"Mm nice" he grinned and proceeded to massage it.

Seeing what was going on, Sean joined in and ran his hand over Damian's
torso, gently tweaking his nipples. Damian was in heaven. He'd dreamt of
having two guys service him like this so he encouraged them. Sean
repositioned himself so he could lick Damian's nipples; it was
ecstatic. Peter delved beneath the covers and took Damian's erection into
his mouth.

"Oh fuck, yes, that feels so nice" he groaned.

Both Sean and Peter's cocks were rock hard. They were just on the point of
satisfying their morning erections when Damian knocked on the door. As
Peter sucked, Sean fingered the lad's beautiful entrance. He wondered
whether he was still a virgin but something told him he wasn't by the way
he was encouraging both of them.

"Yeah, I love my arse fingered" Damian groaned, "I love being fucked too".

The bedcovers were now pulled well back so Sean and Peter could see what
each other were doing. They grinned knowingly at each other and nodded.

"Are you asking us to fuck you?" Sean asked wanting to make absolutely sure
the lad really wanted to be fucked.

"Oh yes, I love being fucked" Damian replied enthusiastically.

Although he knew they'd be fucking a lad who was under age, good sense went
out of Sean's mind. "Okay, but on one condition; that you don't mention
this to anyone, is that understood?"

"Of course; I'm not fucking stupid, I know what the fucking law is."

Sean and Peter chuckled and told Damian to go on all fours. He too was
rather keen to get his cock inside this young buck. He watched Sean
lubricate his shaft and slowly slip it into the gorgeous pink entrance that
was now on show for all to see. Bit by bit the long thick shaft moved in
until Sean's balls were pressing against Damian's arse. He then watched it
move in and out slowly increasing momentum. Sean's face clearly showed the
delight it was giving him and Peter couldn't wait to get his in their too.

Suddenly Sean started thrusting back and forth with gusto and Peter knew he
was about to shoot his load. As he watched, he imagined it inside his
arse. He so loved being fucked by Sean and never tired of it. "Ah fuck"
Sean cried out as he reached his climax and his morning load shot inside
Damian's arse. When he was done, he pulled out and offered the nicely
opened arse to Peter. He thrust his straight in and Damian gasped but he
loved it.

"Yeah, beautiful" they both groaned as Peter fucked. It didn't take long
for him to reach his climax and fill Damian up with another load of creamy
cum.

"Thanks, that was the best fuck I've ever had" Damian grinned.


Late morning they drove Damian to his uncle who lived the other side of
Huddersfield. All Damian had with him was a small rucksack containing a few
personal things. He'd not had time to bring more as he wanted to get away
quietly so his father wouldn't notice. Fortunately the two bullies hadn't
robbed him of anything although he had a feeling they'd have probably done
so if Sean and Peter hadn't arrived when they did. Derek lived in a modest
two up two down house and when he opened the door he pulled Damian into his
arms and hugged him.

"I hope you're not going back to that fucking bastard" he said as he kissed
his nephew.

He'd always fancied Damian and had watched him grow up. When he met him at
his sister's funeral he fantasised over the sexy young man in his smart
suit. Knowing what his father was like he'd told Damian that he'd always be
welcome. Damian said he had no intention of doing so and hoped he could
stay with Derek until he'd found somewhere to live. Derek told him of
course he could and was welcome to stay for as long as he liked. His mind
went into overdrive at the thought of what some of his friends would like
to do with Damian. He was utterly gorgeous. He just hoped Damian was a
willing participant but something told him he was.

Having seen that Damian was happy to see his uncle and Derek had thanked
them profusely for not only saving Damian from being beaten up but for
looking after him overnight, Sean and Peter made their way to the car.

"I really am grateful" Derek told Sean as he leaned through the car
window. "Although I get the feeling Damian is far from innocent, to find
six naked guys having a good time would probably have not been a good idea"
he grinned.

"Probably not" Sean grinned, "He's a lovely guy; such a shame about his
father".

"Yeah, the man's a fucking bully and Damian is gorgeous isn't he."

Sean nodded and they said farewell. "At least he's going to be in good
hands" Sean commented to Peter as they drove off.

"What did he mean about six naked guys?" Peter giggled.

"They were having an orgy when I phoned."

"Fuck, lucky them; I wonder if Damian will get involved in those" Peter
laughed.

"Having seen what happened this morning I think that's highly likely" Sean
giggled.

As soon as Derek went back inside he took Damian into his arms again. "Are
you okay; did those fucking bullies hurt you?"

Damian nodded and said he only had a few bruises and the cuts on his
hand. Derek said he felt he should have a look just to make sure. His real
reason was of course to see this Adonis naked although he was concerned
about his nephew. Without hesitation, Damian immediately removed his
clothes, including his briefs since he could tell Derek wanted to see him
totally naked. Derek ran his hands over the bruised naked flesh and then
over the lad's beautiful bum. The lad was even more beautiful than he'd
imagined having not seen him naked for many a year. Seeing how relaxed
Damian was about being naked in his presence, he looked at Damian's cock
and took it into his hands. It immediately reacted and they grinned at each
other.

"You are truly beautiful" he commented. Damian grinned and loved the feel
of Derek's hand round his cock which was now getting hard. "Have you used
this?" Derek grinned.

"Of course, and I've been fucked" Damian grinned although he didn't tell
Derek he'd been fucked by two gorgeous guys that morning.

"So you like sex."

"You bet I fucking do; why, you want to fuck me?"

Derek looked at Damian for a moment. He had a feeling that Damian was not
innocent but he hadn't expected him to be quite so forward. "Who wouldn't;
you're fucking gorgeous."

"I'm eighteen in three weeks" Damian replied as if that made a difference.

"Still illegal though"

"Well I'm not going to tell anyone that's for sure."

Derek's mind went into overdrive. He knew the guys who attended the monthly
sex club he ran would wet themselves to fuck this gorgeous lad. "It could
be a way of paying me for your free board and lodging I suppose."

"Yeah, I don't mind what I do; I love sex."


Over the next three weeks Damian settled in with Derek. It was agreed
they'd not tell anyone they were related. Derek's gay mates would think
he'd picked up a young guy and given him a roof over his head in return for
sexual favours. They also slept together so every night and most mornings,
they enjoyed sex. Derek was very much a top and Damian certainly didn't
object to being fucked by his big cock so they were well suited. Derek also
got a job for Damian as an office boy at the company where he worked. Since
they didn't share the same last name nobody was any the wiser and people
thought Damian rented a room in Derek's house. Derek also told Damian about
his monthly sex nights with his gay mates.

"The next one is on Friday night, are you sure you want to be involved?"

"Of course; besides what the fuck would I do whilst you guys are fucking
each other" Damian laughed.

Derek grinned and realised his nephew was very mature for his age. In fact
he could probably make out he was of legal age if he had to. "And you're
willing to be fucked by six guys are you because once they see you they're
going to wet themselves."

Damian said he was certainly up for that since Derek knew he loved being
fucked and could never get enough of it. Running away from home had been
the best thing he'd ever done. Even though his uncle was about twenty years
older than him he had a great body and kept himself trim. He loved feeling
Derek's long thick cock up his arse and was sure he'd enjoy those of his
mates as well.

"It does get a bit wild once the alcohol flows" he laughed.

When the six guys arrived that Friday evening and they'd stripped down to
their briefs, Derek announced he had a surprise for them. Everyone stopped
drinking and looked at him. He called Damian in from the kitchen where he'd
been hiding waiting to be introduced.

"Fucking hell" several guys cried out as they admired Damian's stark naked
body.

"Where the fuck did you find this gorgeous guy?" someone asked.

"He needed somewhere to live so I gave him a roof over his head" Derek
grinned.

"I bet you fucking did" several others laughed.

"And what does this gorgeous guy like doing?" another asked as he pulled
Damian's naked body onto his lap and had a good feel.

"He loves being fucked so he's all yours guys" Derek laughed.

"Fucking fantastic" the guy replied and told Damian to bend over another
guy and suck his cock whilst he fucked him.

Underwear was soon discarded and Damian enjoyed several hours of being
fucked senseless. By the time he and Derek eventually got to bed, Damian's
arse had been well and truly used and was leaking cum but he'd enjoyed
himself immensely despite having a sore arse.


When he went downstairs the following morning he found four naked guys
using a makeshift bed on the floor. They'd all been too sloshed to make
their way home although two had somehow staggered off in the early hours of
the morning since they lived nearby.

"Come here Damian, I've got a fucking big cock that needs attention.

Damian grinned and bent over to suck the cock in question. Another guy then
fucked him and when he'd shot his morning load the other two did the same
whilst he sucked his guy to a satisfactory conclusion. He loved the taste
of creamy hot cum so never minded how many cocks he sucked.

Damian's life and Derek's for that matter, continued to be good. His father
never made contact and neither did he, so as far as Damian was concerned,
Derek was his family now and he was more than happy to be used by whoever
came to visit.


6.

It was a year later when Sean sat Peter down and said he needed to talk to
him. Peter felt a knot in his stomach worried about what Sean was going to
tell him. He tried to think if he'd done something wrong but didn't think
he had. Sean then talked about the fact that he'd never wanted to go into
the church but had only done so stop his mother from forcing him into
marriage.

"So I've decided to give up my job as a priest."

Peter gasped and felt his body go cold. Was Sean about to say that he no
longer wanted him as a housekeeper and they'd be parted? He loved Sean and
was certain that Sean loved him.

"Don't look so worried my love" Sean said as he took hold of Peter's
hand. He'd grown to love Peter since he'd been living with him and the
thought of them not doing so was certainly not in his mind.

"But what's going to happen to me?" Peter asked with a worried tone.

Sean explained that a good friend of his who was a wealthy man and a
philanthropist, wanted to start a charity to help less advantaged gays
including those with drug and alcohol problems, and he'd invited Sean to
manage the project. He'd be counselling guys, which was the only part of
his current job he enjoyed but he'd no longer have the bureaucracy of the
church to deal with.

"Timothy's the same age as me; we grew up together and for a time were
lovers but then I moved to England and we only saw each other
occasionally. He comes from a wealthy family so money is not a problem
although he's managed to get funding from some large companies to support
the project." When Peter had taken that in, Damian said he'd like Peter to
help him with the project. "I need someone to look after the office and do
admin things whilst I counsel guys; I'm sure you'd be good at it Peter and
we'd still live together."

"But not here" Peter said realising the house belonged to the church.

Sean nodded and announced that the job was in Manchester. "How do you feel
about moving to Manchester?" Peter said he didn't care where he lived as
long as it was with Sean. "Manchester is far more accepting of gays so we
can live our life as a gay couple without having to hide the whole time;
we'd share the general household chores so you'd no longer be my
housekeeper, instead you'd have a proper job and be paid a proper wage my
love."

Peter could hardly believe what he was hearing; it also meant he'd no
longer have to endure seeing his parents at church every week. He'd never
been home to see them since he'd left to be with Sean. His father had
always ignored him whenever their eyes met and his mother had just smiled
hoping that her husband didn't notice. It was clear that his father was
ashamed of his son and if Peter was honest with himself, he was ashamed of
his father.

His mother had never come round to the rectory since Sean made it known
that if anyone needed to speak to him they should ring a certain number and
he'd get back to them. Even so, his mother had frequently driven by in the
hope of seeing her son to try and speak to him and on some occasions she
met him at the local shops. Each time she'd ask him if he'd found a nice
girl and when he hoped to get married and each time he'd reply he'd not. On
the last occasion she'd asked him point blank whether he wanted to get
married and he'd said no. When she asked why he said "you work it out" and
walked off.

"So where do we live?" Peter asked now feeling excited about a new life
with his lover.

Sean said they'd live in a flat above the office where the project was
based. "It won't be as grand as here and there'll be no garden which seems
a shame after all the hard work you've put in to make this one look so
nice."

"I don't care" Peter said and jumped up to take the guy he loved so much
into his arms, "As long as I'm with you, who cares a fuck about how big the
place is or about a garden".

Sean grinned and hugged Peter tight before kissing him. As he did so, his
body reacted as usual and he could feel Peter's erection pressing against
his. "I love you so much" he whispered "and I love this too" he giggled as
he grasped Peter's cock.

"And I love you as well as loving this" Peter replied and felt Sean's hard
cock.

"Come on, let's show each other how much we love each other" Sean grinned
and led Peter by the hand upstairs. Once naked they took each other into
their arms and kissed. It was very passionate and hands felt all over each
other's naked bodies. Sean then gently led his lover to the bed and they
lay down. When they were both ready, Peter turned onto his side and Sean
gently pushed his rampant cock into Peter's gorgeous arse. Once fully
inside and they were locked together, he reached round and took hold of
Peter's which was already weeping pre-cum.

"Oh god, you really are so beautiful" he groaned and slowly moved back and
forth until he'd released his load.

By the time he'd done so, Peter had released his and filled Sean's hand
with hot creamy cum. He lifted it to his mouth and licked it clean. He was
the happiest guy alive. As he lay there he also made a momentous
decision. "I'm going to tell my parents I'm gay" he announced.

"Is that wise" Sean asked.

"I'm sick and tired of hiding what I really am and I'm sick and tired of
being continually asked by my mother when I'm going to get married and have
I found a nice girl."

Sean hugged him. He could fully understand how Peter felt. He'd told his
parents in a letter several years before and they'd never even replied so
he knew they'd never speak to each other again. "As long as you know the
likely consequences; you know I'll be here for you always."

Peter said he knew his parents would consider him disgusting and never want
to see him again but what difference would it make since he never saw them
properly now.


The following morning they drove to Manchester to meet with Timothy and see
where they'd be living and working. When Timothy saw Sean he took him into
his arms and they kissed not bothering who saw them. He then looked over to
where Peter was standing and grinned. "Wow, you didn't tell me how gorgeous
he was" Timothy grinned.

Peter then found he was being hugged and kissed in much the same way. They
walked round to where the project was to be based and their new
home. Timothy had bought an empty shop with the flat above. It wasn't in
the best part of town but neither Sean nor Peter was bothered. The
downstairs was perfect and could easily be partitioned off with an area at
the back where Sean could see guys in private and the front would be a
general seating area for guys to relax in whilst they were waiting to be
seen. Peter would have a desk in one corner and a coffee machine would be
in another.

The flat upstairs consisted of a large living room at the front off which
there was a kitchen which was plenty big enough for Peter to produce his
usual quality of meals. At the back there was a good sized bedroom and a
reasonably sized bathroom with a shower unit but no bath.

"What do you think?" Sean asked Peter rather worried that compared to the
house the flat was very small.

"It's perfect; okay there's no bath for us to soak in but the shower unit
is plenty large enough for two so you can soap me all over and tend my
needs" Peter laughed.

"He's incorrigible this guy" Sean laughed.

"I think he's gorgeous and you're a very lucky guy Sean" Timothy laughed
and pulled Peter into a sexy hug. "If you feel like a nice long hot soak
Peter, just come over to my place, I've got a hot tub where I'm sure we can
tend to your needs."

"I see, and what about me?" Sean laughed.

"Well, we might let you come too, won't we Peter."

Peter grinned. He was so going to enjoy being in Manchester, and with
Timothy by the sound of things although he'd never do anything his lover
didn't approve of. When Sean and Peter had seen all they needed to see,
Timothy suggested they join him for some lunch.

"In fact, better still why don't you guys come to my place and you can
drive back from there later."

Sean looked at Peter who nodded. They'd decided to spend the whole day in
Manchester in any event so it suited them. Besides, knowing Timothy, Sean
had a shrewd idea what he had in mind seeing his reaction to Peter. As they
followed Timothy in their somewhat shabby car compared to Timothy's shining
new one, Sean checked again that Peter was sure he was happy about moving
to Manchester. Peter said he couldn't wait and was sure they'd love living
and working there.

"Thanks" Sean replied and placed a hand on Peter's leg. Just the touch of
his lover's hand always made his cock immediately jump to attention so by
the time they'd reached Timothy's house which was situated on the outskirts
of Manchester and in its own grounds, it was rock hard but it didn't bother
him. As they parked in the driveway, Sean noticed Peter's bulge and placed
a hand on it. "I hope you realise Timothy will want to have his way with
you before the day's out."

"And you from what I saw earlier" Peter laughed.

"I'm hoping so" Sean laughed, "he used to love being fucked".

"This is Dean" Timothy grinned as he showed them into the house and a very
nice looking lad greeted them. "Dean and I met just over a year ago and he
now looks after me, don't you darling" Timothy giggled as he gave Dean a
quick grope.

Dean nodded as he took the others' jackets. He was nineteen when he met
Timothy and was homeless at the time so he was more than happy to do
whatever Timothy wanted, especially when it came to sex.

Dean served a very nice salad for lunch and clearly loved Timothy from what
Peter could see. When lunch was over, Timothy left Dean to clear away the
dishes and took them to a room that had been built onto the side of the
house.

"This is where I have the hot tub" he grinned, "How about we all have a
soak."

Without waiting for a response, Timothy stripped naked and climbed in
whilst the other two did the same. Once Peter was naked, Timothy gasped at
his beauty and felt his cock immediately rise. When he climbed in he told
Peter to sit beside him. Sean grinned and sat down beside Peter since the
hot tub was plenty big enough to seat three either side.

It didn't take Timothy long to give Peter and Sean all the attention they
needed so a good time was had by all. When they finally made their way home
they were both feeling very happy.

One of the few advantages of being employed by the church was that no
contract was entered into. It was expected that once a priest, always a
priest so Sean could decide when he wanted to leave. Since Timothy wanted
to get the project up and running as soon as possible, Sean told the Bishop
at a very uncomfortable meeting that he'd be leaving in two weeks. As it
happened it suited the Bishop since Sean's parish and the adjoining one had
been losing numbers for quite some time. With Sean leaving, it provided a
perfect opportunity to combine both parishes and sell the large rectory
that Sean lived in.

On the Sunday before they were due to move to Manchester on the Wednesday,
Sean announced to his parishioners that this would be his last service and
that he was moving onto other things. He hadn't told anyone where he was
going apart from the Bishop who'd not been at all impressed but wished him
well. The Bishop had no knowledge of Sean's love for Peter and never
mentioned him assuming he'd be told he was no longer required.


On the morning of the move whilst the removal van was loading up the few
things they were taking with them to their new home, Peter popped round to
the local shops to buy something for that evening's meal having realised
he'd forgotten to do so with all the packing up. On his way back a car
pulled up beside him. He glanced at the driver and inwardly groaned. It was
his mother. He'd planned on writing his parents a letter to give them the
joyous news that he was gay and that he'd moved away from Huddersfield
although he had no intention of saying where or anything about Sean being
his lover.

"Hello darling, I was so hoping I'd catch you" she beamed and asked him to
get in the car so she could talk to him. Peter had no intention of doing so
and stood by the car. Seeing he wasn't going to budge she climbed out and
conducted her conversation on the roadside. She said how sad it was that
Father O'Brien was leaving and he'd be such a terrible loss.

"I assume you'll be the housekeeper for his replacement will you" she said
as a matter of fact.

Peter took great delight in saying he wouldn't since the adjoining parish
was to be merged with this one

"Oh, but what will you do, you'll have no job; you must come back home in
that case."

"You must be joking; I'll never move back home to be controlled by you and
father and be dominated by him; besides he's ashamed of me and to be honest
I'm ashamed of him so never want to see him or you for that matter ever
again. Neither of you ever said you loved me and you never ever celebrated
my birthday. It was Father O'Brien who gave me a birthday card and a
present for my twenty first and took me out for dinner to celebrate."

As she recoiled from this news, Peter took delight in adding that he'd
already got another job but didn't tell her what or that he was leaving
Huddersfield that very day.

"I never realised you hated us so" she finally said. She then added as if
an afterthought that she had found the perfect young lady for him and had
wanted to invite him to lunch at the weekend to meet her.

Sean laughed. "When are you going to get it into your thick head that I
don't want a girlfriend" he shouted.

His mother recoiled yet again at his aggressive manner before regaining her
composure. "But of course you need a girlfriend, how else are you going to
marry?"

"You really are stupid aren't you" he shouted, "I'm never going to marry
because I'm gay so don't want a fucking girlfriend."

His mother jumped back shocked at what she'd heard and the blasphemy her
son had used. "What do you mean?" she asked still reeling from shock.

Peter laughed in her face. "I'm gay, as in I don't sleep with women; I
sleep with men so for fuck's sake leave me alone."

"That's disgusting and against God's will, how could you choose to be gay;
does Father O'Brien know about this?"

"You and you're fucking mythical god; you both live in cuckoo land; and for
your information you don't choose to be gay, it's the way you're made; if
you like you can tell yourself it's the way your mythical god made me, and
yes, Father O'Brien does know but he's a true Christian and accepts people
for what they are so has no problem with a person's sexuality."

With that Peter walked away leaving her still reeling from the news that
her son was gay and that her precious Father O'Brien knew. When he got back
he found Sean waiting for him. The removal van had packed everything up and
was now on its way to their new home.

"Are you okay?" he asked somewhat concerned.

Peter sat for a minute to calm down. His heart was thumping having realised
he'd finally come out to his parents and that he'd never see them again,
not that he particularly wanted to but the realisation suddenly hit
him. Sean sat beside him and put a comforting arm round his shoulder as
Peter relayed what had taken place. Sean smiled as Peter told him almost
word for word what had been said. "Wow, I bet that was a bolt from the
blue" he grinned.

"Yeah, well, it saves me having to write a very difficult letter doesn't
it; come on let's leave and start our new life; I can't wait."

Sean pulled Peter into a passionate kiss and said how much he loved him. He
was proud of him and pleased that he'd finally told his parents the truth
about his sexuality since he knew only too well how it ate you up inside
despite knowing it would mean he'd probably never ever speak to them again.


7.

By the end of the day Sean and Peter were in their new home with everything
in its place. Timothy had arranged for the flat to be decorated before they
moved in so there was still a smell of new paint but despite it being
vastly smaller than the rectory they were both happy.

"I'm whacked" Peter chuckled when he'd finally sorted out the kitchen
whilst Sean had unpacked their clothes and put everything away.

Sean said he was too so suggested they have a shower to ease their aching
bodies and then sit down to eat. Peter thought that a great idea so
stripped off and made their way to the shower. The cubicle was just large
enough to take the pair of them and for several minutes enjoyed the warmth
of the water flow over their naked bodies. As it did so they hugged each
other. Soon cocks were rising which made them giggle. Sean turned off the
water, grabbed the shower gel and poured some into the palm of his hand. He
then slowly and seductively soaped Peter's body. When his fingers ran along
Peter's crack and gently slipped a finger inside, Peter giggled. He loved
moments like this with his lover. He poured some gel into his own hand and
felt down to soap Sean's cock which was now standing out like a flag
pole. He turned and guided the organ up to his entrance and pushed back on
it.

"Ah" he groaned as the large head breached him. "Fuck that feels so good"
he sighed with total satisfaction.

"Yeah, I love fucking your arse" Sean whispered into Peter's ear, "It's
such a beautiful arse to fuck."

As he did so he reached round and took hold of Peter's erect cock. He ran
it through his soapy hand and Peter groaned and moaned as he felt his
foreskin rubbing back and forth across his sensitive head. He held on as
long as he could because he wanted this to last forever but eventually his
body took over and his creamy man seed filled Sean's hand. Sean increased
his pace of fuck and felt his own climax rising as his own cock slipped in
and out of Peter's arse.

"Oh god, this is pure heaven" he groaned. His body always felt so alive
when he was fucking Peter. It was the most beautiful thing he'd ever
experienced and he knew Peter loved him doing it. "Fuck, fuck" he yelled as
his own seed filled Peter's beautiful arse.

As the ribbons of cum kept coming, he continued shafting Peter's hot
channel until his whole body came to a grinding halt. Not wanting to
withdraw, he pushed his cock deep inside again and held Peter tight. He
kissed him on his neck and felt Peter squeeze his buttocks to keep him
inside. Finally Sean felt his cock lose its hardness and it slipped out. He
turned Peter round and they kissed. When the kiss ended he moved Peter's
long silky dark hair away from his beautiful blue eyes and gazed into them.

"Happy?" Peter nodded. Emotion had taken over and he could feel tears
forming in his eyes. He was the happiest man alive. "I love you so much
Peter; you're the best thing that has ever happened to me."

Peter's tears were now running down his face as he pulled his lover into
another deep kiss. "I love you too; I love you with all my heart; if I
hadn't met you I dread to think what I'd have done; I was so miserable."

"It's all behind you now; here in Manchester we can enjoy life and be who
we really are; no hiding, no pretending; just show the world that we love
each other and those who can't cope with that can fuck off" Sean
chuckled. Peter grinned. He loved it when his `man of god' as he often
called Sean talked dirty.

"Come on, let's eat, I'm starving" Sean suddenly said.

As they sat at the small dining table by the window eating the meal Peter
had prepared, they looked out and people watched. It was now dusk and
people were scurrying back and forth making their way home. They hadn't
bothered to get dressed so they sat in their bathrobes which just about
covered their nakedness although neither had fastened them so they hung
open showing their all. Sean loved seeing Peter's nakedness and never tired
of admiring its beauty. When they'd finished eating they washed up the
dishes. As Peter washed, Sean dried although every so often he slipped his
hands round Peter and grab hold of his tackle which made Peter giggle.

When the chores were complete they sat down in their new living room. They
loved being close to each other so they snuggled up on the sofa. Peter laid
his head on Sean's lap and as he stroked Peter's head with one hand, he
casually used his other to feel Peter's nipples. Peter loved being caressed
like this and closed his eyes to savour the moment. Both their robes were
wide open so Sean moved his hand down Peter's naked torso slowly working
towards the flaccid cock that was lying there. He took it into his hands
and gently played with it. Peter giggled knowing what would happen. It
didn't take long for it to be standing erect yet again.

"You've got a beautiful cock" Sean mused as he played with the hard organ.

Peter smiled and moved his head so he could lick Sean's which was already
hard. "So have you" he chortled and continued to lick it. Neither wanted to
bring the other off knowing they'd soon be going to bed and would enjoy
penetrative sex once there so they stopped every so often to let their
sexual excitement calm down before making it rise again.

As they lay there they talked about what work was needed to make the space
downstairs habitable for their new venture which Timothy had named the
`Rainbow Centre'. They'd briefly discussed with him how it should be
planned but he'd left it very much up to Sean and Peter to decide once
they'd moved in. Even so, Timothy had said he'd like the centre up and
running within two weeks so they knew they had a lot to do since the space
needed reorganising, painting and furniture purchased.

When it was time for bed, Peter went into the bedroom whilst Sean checked
the kitchen to make sure everything was off and switched off the lights in
the living room. As he did so, he gazed out the window and looked down onto
the street below. It was now quiet and apart from a few street lights, was
dark. He hugged himself feeling excited about his new life with Peter.

At the back of the property there was a small yard which was just large
enough to accommodate the rubbish bins. The yard was walled in with a high
brick wall which had a gate that gave access onto a narrow path that led
between the back of their property and those in the adjacent street. As
such the distance between the back of each property was fairly narrow and
at night it was possible to look straight into the facing bedroom if the
light was on.

As Peter went to close the curtains he looked across and saw a guy standing
stark naked by the window. He looked over at Peter and grinned. Peter stood
there admiring the guy's body. Dave, who was thirty years of age, never
minded showing off his nakedness and the young guy opposite was certainly
interested.

"What you looking at?" Sean asked when he entered the bedroom. He moved
over to the window and saw where Peter was looking.

"Mm he's rather nice."

"How about we make it worth his while" Peter giggled having checked to see
if anyone from the adjoining properties were likely to see them. All other
windows were black so they were either not flats or nobody was
looking. Peter slipped off his robe and showed all. Similar to Dave's
window across the way, the sash window of their bedroom came down well
below waist height so gave Dave a good eyeful.

"I think he likes that" Sean giggled as Dave waved so Sean decided to strip
his off too. Once they were standing beside each other showing their all,
Dave started massaging himself. Sean moved behind Peter and reached round
for Peter's cock which was now springing into action. "He's got a nice body
on him" Sean commented as he continued massaging Peter.

"Nice cock too" Peter giggled.

Dave meanwhile was certainly enjoying the view and made a point of seeing
if he could meet the two new neighbours. They were clearly gay as was he so
things were looking up in more ways than one.


The following morning Sean and Peter went down to the unit below. The flat
had a separate entrance to the shop unit which suited them well. The place
needed a lot of work and Sean wondered whether they would in fact get it
done within two weeks. They set to and swept it out clearing it of rubbish
that had been left behind by the previous occupants.

By late morning they'd completed the task and the place looked more
manageable. Now they had to decide how to plan it out. Timothy had told
them he had a builder on hand to do any structural work but Sean and Peter
had agreed to do the decorating between them to keep costs down. They were
just cogitating over how big a room Sean required and whether Peter would
need a separate office when there was a knock on the door.

Sean looked up and saw a guy standing there. "Hi, can I help you?" he asked
on opening the door.

"Is this the Rainbow Centre?" Sean explained it would be once they'd got
the place organised but that wouldn't be for two weeks.

"I'm Ron, would you like a hand, I used to be a builder and decorator."

Sean looked at the guy for a moment before answering. Sensing Sean's
hesitation, Ron explained that he was a drug addict. "To be more accurate
I'm an ex drug addict because I'm trying to kick the habit that's why I'm
very interested in this project. You guys will be offering a great service
so I'd like to help."

They shook hands and Sean introduced Peter. Ron explained that his drug
habit had lost him his job and with no income he lost the place where he
lived so was now homeless. What was more upsetting was the local council
services weren't really interested in him, especially because he was gay.

"Some of the guys who run the council services are fucking homophobes so
once they realise you're gay, you've had it; that's why this service is
greatly needed."

Sean asked him how he'd heard about it. Ron said he'd seen an advert in a
gay news-sheet about the new Rainbow Centre. He then asked Ron where he now
lived and Ron replied "On the street. All that's available for the homeless
are emergency shelters but they're crap and if you're gay, forget it
because you are hounded out by the other inhabitants. Safe accommodation
for gay homeless guys is essential but nobody seems interested."

Sean's ears picked up and he invited Ron to sit down on one of the two
rusty chairs they'd found in the back. He was sure Timothy would be
interested in doing something to help gay homeless guys so questioned Ron
some more. He asked him what the minimum requirements were for such
guys. Ron looked at Sean and then Peter before answering. For once in his
life it seemed someone was genuinely interested.

"Ideally somewhere to sleep but I know that's not easy because you have to
have the accommodation despite there being plenty of empty places
around. Take that building down the road, it's been empty for four fucking
years now but still nobody has done anything with it."

Sean asked what it used to be and Ron grinned. "A fucking boarding house
would you believe; it would be perfect for temporary accommodation for guys
until they got back on their feet because whilst you're homeless no
employer is interested in taking you on so it's stalemate."

"And if that's not possible in the short term, what else?" Sean asked.

Ron smiled. "What most guys want above all else is somewhere to have a
shower so they can at least look decent, somewhere to safely relax without
fear of being beaten up and perhaps a cup of coffee."

"We could do that here" Peter piped up. "We could convert the area at the
back into a shower room and make this front area a place for guys to come
and relax, have a cup of coffee and perhaps even a bite to eat; we were
planning on making this front bit a waiting area in any event so having
guys using it as a safe haven would not be a problem would it?"

Sean smiled at his lover. He never ceased to be amazed at his enthusiasm
and keenness to help those less fortunate than himself, despite the hard
life he'd had to endure with his parents. He agreed that was a brilliant
idea so asked Ron to help them work out how to plan what little space they
had. When he saw a tiled area at the back he said it would make a perfect
shower area.

"This used to be a butchers and this was the meat preparation area, hence
the tiles and the drain" Ron explained so would be easy to install two
showers. "It can be an open area since gay guys never mind seeing each
other naked" he grinned

"I'd have to ask Timothy to see if he agrees and to see if the builder he's
got on hand could do the plumbing work."

Ron laughed and reminded Sean that he used to be a builder and had the
necessary skills to do plumbing and electrical work.

"All I'd need are the materials and a couple of willing assistants" he
grinned and looked at Sean and Peter. "Until I fucked up my life I was a
paid up member of the building federation" he added and pulled out of his
pocket his membership card.

Having satisfied himself that Ron knew his stuff, Sean said he and Peter
would be more than willing to be the labourers and asked if he could also
do the necessary work to make the office space they required.

"Fuck yes, that's easy; just needs a wooden frame, covered with plaster
board, skimming and then painted."

Sean was certain the budget would cover the cost of materials since Timothy
had already allowed sufficient for a builder to do the structural work and
this way they'd get far more. "In that case you're on but I need to confirm
it all with Timothy whose project this is."

Ron beamed at Sean and pulled him into a big hug. "Thanks; I won't let you
guys down." He then pulled Peter into a similar bear hug and kissed
him. Peter liked Ron. Despite being much broader, taller and no doubt a lot
stronger than him, he was a lovely gentle guy.

Whilst Peter and Ron took measurements and marked out on the floor where
things would be, Sean went up to their flat to call Timothy.

"Sounds fucking brilliant" Timothy exclaimed and said he'd be straight over
to meet Ron and see what they had in mind.

Half an hour later, Timothy was being shown round by an excited Ron
explaining where they planned to put everything. "This area would be made
into an open shower area. The toilet can stay where it is and in that
corner over there by the window will be Sean's room to counsel guys; along
this wall here will be a small internal glazed office for Peter; on the
opposite wall will be a unit with a small oven to heat things up and a
coffee machine and the rest of the area will have seating for guys to
relax; oh, and we've decided to black out the bottom part of the front
windows so that guys feel safe."

"Wow, that sounds fucking wonderful" Timothy replied when Ron had given him
the complete run down on what they'd decided earlier. "And you reckon you
guys can do all that work within two weeks?"

Ron said it would be tight but provided they could order the materials
immediately he reckoned it would be possible. "It will mean these gorgeous
guys will have to work their butts off" Ron laughed.

"And you by the sound of things" Timothy added giving Ron a big hug.

"Yeah well, I'm used to my butt being well used" Ron laughed.

The other three grinned having realised what he meant. Timothy said he was
happy for them to proceed so Peter and Ron set to and worked out what
materials they'd require. Or rather Ron said what materials they'd need
whilst Peter wrote it all down since he hadn't a clue.

Whilst that was going on, Sean told Timothy what Ron had said about
emergency accommodation and the empty building down the road. Timothy was
definitely interested in exploring that idea since he'd already looked at
the building in question but had decided it was too large for what he first
had in mind. "I'll look into it" he said and left the guys to get on.

By late morning Ron was busy calling suppliers from the flat and arranging
delivery for the next day. "I think we should offer Ron a meal don't you"
Peter commented to Sean when Ron was busy talking to suppliers.

Sean agreed and also asked Peter what his views were on asking Ron to stay
with them during the building work since he was homeless. Peter nodded and
worked out they could set up a makeshift bed on the living room floor.

When Ron had finished all his calls he grinned at the other two guys. "All
ordered"

Sean then told Ron what he and Peter had decided about him staying with
them during the building work. "We don't have a spare room but I can make a
bed of sorts in here" Peter added.

Ron was overcome with emotion for a moment and hardly knew what to say. He
started to say he didn't mind sleeping rough and had found a squat for the
time being but Sean insisted so in the end Ron accepted their
kindness. "You guys are really something" he said and pulled both of them
into a hug before kissing them on the lips.

With that agreed, Peter made some sandwiches for lunch and when they'd
eaten them they went back downstairs and set to work on what was to become
the new shower area. Having scrubbed the tiles on the walls and the floor
they were surprised at how clean they came. By the time they'd finished
they almost looked new. The flooring in the other area would be covered
with new carpet tiles in due course so that was left as it was.

Once they'd got as far as they could until the materials arrived the next
morning, they went back to the flat for a well earned shower. Seeing that
Ron had no hang-ups about stripping naked in front of the other guys, they
did too. Ron was a big hairy guy with a cock to die for although he'd
indicated he was a bottom during an earlier discussion. When they'd admired
each other's nakedness, they took it in turns to shower. Peter had his
first since he had to prepare their meal. Once clean he decided to adopt
his and Sean's usual mode of dress and slipped on his robe. Ron told Sean
to have his next and watched Peter work away in the kitchen. As he did so
he felt his cock twitch with excitement, and since he was stark naked Peter
noticed but said nothing. When he saw Sean join them in his robe he grinned
wondering what he could wear. He certainly didn't want to get dressed if
these two weren't.

Sensing his quandary, Sean offered him a spare robe. "It might be a bit
small so not sure what it will cover" Sean giggled as he gave it to Ron.

"Doesn't bother me" Ron laughed, "When I had my own place I used to go
round naked most of the time."

"Don't let us stop you" Peter called from the kitchen.

"Only if you do too" Ron yelled back as he made his way to the bathroom. He
still couldn't quite believe he'd found two great guys. He so hoped he
could become good friends with them.


8.

After a delicious meal which Ron said was the best he'd had for a long
time, he helped Peter clear away the dishes whilst Sean recorded the money
they'd spent on the materials to date. Peter had drawn up an accounting
sheet for him to use to make things easier.

As they relaxed in the living room, Ron told them about his life to
date. His dad had been a builder so he followed in his father's
footsteps. When he was nineteen, his father suddenly died. Ron was
heartbroken because he loved his dad and started to use drugs to ease the
pain. His mum wasn't much help since as soon as her husband was dead she
shacked up with another guy who clearly hated Ron being around.

"When he found out I was gay that was the end so I left home" Ron
explained. He then got caught up with a group of guys who were heavy drug
users so Ron soon became dependent on them. His work started to suffer and
the company he worked for eventually kicked him out. "You can guess what
happened next" Ron continued. He was a drug addict and couldn't get another
job so soon found he was homeless. He started going to a drug user clinic
and slowly they weaned him off the drugs but couldn't help with finding him
accommodation. For the last two years he'd been homeless and everywhere he
went he was abused because of his sexuality. "That's why what you guys are
doing is so fantastic; you've no idea" Ron said with tears in his eyes.

Peter moved over to where Ron was sitting on the floor and took him into
his arms. Sean watched Peter comfort Ron and he felt so proud of
him. "Well, it's good to have you on board Ron and hopefully things will
get better for you.".

"Thanks" Ron replied with tears rolling down his face.

Peter took him into his arms and kissed him. Sean smiled as he watched his
lover, who was tiny in comparison to Ron, wrap his arms round Ron's chest
and hug him.


Having made Ron a makeshift bed on the living room floor, Sean and Peter
went into their bedroom.

"Hey ho, our poser is at the window again" Peter laughed.

Sean looked over and saw Dave's naked body standing looking at them. Not
that they knew his name at that point in time so referred to him as their
poser.

"Ron, fancy a look at our poser across the way" Sean called out.

Being intrigued, Ron walked naked into the bedroom and looked
across."Fucking hell, he's got a nice body on him" Ron chuckled and
casually felt his own cock which had reacted to the sight.

Sean and Peter had removed their robes so the three of them stood in full
view for Dave to admire. He waved and they all massaged their cocks to
acknowledge each other.


At eight the following morning the delivery of the materials arrived so
they spent the next hour unloading wood, plasterboard, bags of plaster,
tools and a host of other items. Once everything was in, Ron got to work on
the internal walls that would form Sean's room and Peter's office. The
toilet and shower area was already separated by a wall from the rest so
that was self contained.

With Sean and Peter acting as mates, they had the frames of the two walls
that made Sean's room up by lunchtime. After lunch they installed the two
walls that made Peter's office which would include a glass window so he
could see into the main area. He also noted he had an angled view of the
shower area from his vantage point since they'd decided not to bother
closing that area off with a door so looked forward to seeing naked guys
using them. The only door to be fitted was the one on Sean's room to give
him privacy when talking to guys.

Sean was amazed how quick Ron was at everything. It was very clear he knew
precisely what he was doing and just got on with it using Sean and Peter to
hold things and pass what tools he needed. As he'd lost all his tools since
being homeless, Timothy had agreed to him purchasing a new set for this job
and said he could keep them afterwards, assuming he could find somewhere to
store them until he was back on his feet with a job and somewhere to live
but Sean said they'd be happy to look after them for him. By mid afternoon
they were starting to fix plaster board and by seven thirty that night they
had Sean's room completed.

"It looks fucking amazing" Peter said as he looked at what they'd achieved.

"Will look even better once it's been skimmed and painted" Ron laughed and
put his big arm round Peter's waist.

"Come on guys, time for a shower and something to eat" Sean said as he
watched the two guys. In the short time he'd known him, he'd got to really
like Ron and it made him realise even more that he'd made the right choice
in giving up the church for something more worthwhile. Once upstairs they
stripped out of their work clothes and whilst Peter had his shower, Sean
and Ron sat naked drinking a well earned beer.

"What do you reckon you'll do once we've finished downstairs?" Sean asked.

"Fuck knows; if only I could find somewhere to live I could look for a job;
I'm really grateful to you guys for including me like this."

Sean smiled. Just looking at Ron's hairy naked body caused his cock to
twitch with excitement and for a moment his mind went into overdrive at the
thought of fucking him. "To be honest Ron, I don't think we could have
achieved it without you; we'd certainly have had to employ a builder so
you're a great help."

Ron smiled. It felt good to feel wanted. As he looked at Sean's nakedness
his own cock started to twitch. He could see Sean's was interested too.

"Okay guys, all yours" Peter announced as he walked back into the living
room still drying himself off.

Sean and Ron grinned as they admired his beautiful body. They both got up
as if to make their way into the bathroom.

"Sorry, after you" Ron grinned.

"The meal won't be long so why don't you two guys shower together to save
time" Peter grinned having seen their semi erections.

"Yeah, fine by me" Sean said to Ron who nodded his agreement.

Once in the shower both guys lathered themselves. As they did so their
bodies rubbed against each other which did nothing to quell their sexual
excitement. Ron looked down at Sean's semi stiff cock and took it into his
hand. It wasn't long before it was rock hard.

"Fuck that looks good; would love to feel that inside me; haven't been
fucked for ages" Ron whispered. Without saying anything, Sean turned Ron to
the wall and fingered the entrance he'd longed to feel. Ron groaned
contentedly and then felt Sean's long thick cock invade him. "Fuck, yes,
that is beautiful" he groaned.

"Sure is" Sean agreed as he fucked until he'd satisfied his sexual desires.

When they reappeared in the living room, Peter noted they each had a smug
look on their face and smiled at Sean. He tried not to smile back but was
unsuccessful. Later Peter asked Sean what Ron was like to fuck.

"Fucking gorgeous" he replied.

They'd just finished their meal when Timothy arrived. He wanted to see how
things were getting on with the centre downstairs. When Sean opened the
front door wearing just a robe he grinned.

"Nice" he chuckled and gave Sean a quick grope beneath his robe. On seeing
the other two guys in the same state of undress he wished he could join in
but he'd come to see downstairs and he needed to speak to Sean privately so
Sean slipped on some clothes and took him down. "Wow, you guys have done
well" Timothy exclaimed when he saw how much had been achieved in such a
short time. He then asked how Ron was getting on and Sean pointed to what
they were looking at.

"Without him we'd have never got this far so soon; he really knows his
stuff and is a great help; in fact it's him who's leading the project with
Peter and I acting as mates."

Timothy chuckled. "I bet he likes having you gorgeous guys meet his needs."

Sean grinned and thought back to what he and Ron had done in the
shower. Timothy then said he wanted to talk to Sean about the building down
the road. He'd spoken to the current owner and they'd agreed a price. "I
think he's glad to get it off his hands because it's not in the best of
locations so it has limited uses; as such he's prepared to let us have it
at a good price so I've said subject to talking to you we've got a deal."
He went on to say it would need someone to live there and manage the
building and he'd like Sean and Peter to have overall responsibility for
the project as well as looking after its running costs. He was sure he
could get funding for running costs which would include paying the manager
and possibly a second person but the funder would need to see a tight
control on expenses. "Would you and Peter be willing to add that to your
other responsibilities?"

Sean said he would and was sure Peter would too since they both felt
providing some sort of emergency shelter for these guys was very important.

"And do you feel Ron would make a good manager for the house itself? His
building skills could be useful for general maintenance and we could get
him to project manage what needs to be done to get it into shape."

Sean felt Ron would be ideal since he was passionate about the project and
was looking for somewhere to live. Timothy was delighted since it too had
been a passion of his to do something for these guys but he needed good
people to take control. "I thought we'd call it Rainbow House."

Sean loved the name and was sure the others would too. He pulled Timothy
into a hug and kissed him. "You are so generous" he added.

"Yeah, well what's the point of having lots of money if you don't spend it
on something worthwhile; if only money could help me find a guy to share my
life with like you have; how is the delectable Peter?"

Sean grinned. He'd already picked up that Timothy fancied Peter. "As
gorgeous and sexy as ever; I sometimes can't believe I've found a guy so
kind and loving; why the fuck the Catholic Church can't accept same sex
couples beats me; you couldn't find a kinder loving guy than Peter."

Timothy nodded and put his arms round Sean. As their bodies pressed
together he could feel his cock swell. If only he and Sean had made a go of
it all those years before but it was too late now.

Back upstairs, Timothy called the guy he'd been negotiating with and
confirmed he'd like to proceed with the purchase. The guy was delighted and
said he'd get his solicitor working on it first thing in the morning. It
was agreed that once they'd exchanged contracts, which he reckoned could be
within a couple of weeks, then Timothy could have access to the building to
start the work that needed to be done. It was also agreed that he'd let him
borrow the keys so he could show the other guys round. "Rainbow House is on
its way" Timothy said gleefully once he'd finished the call.

Ron looked at him and gasped. "What, the building down the road?"

Timothy nodded and explained that it would form part of the Rainbow Centre
and would be managed overall by Sean and Peter but it would require a paid
manager to live in and manage things on-site. "Sean and I were wondering if
you'd be interested in the job Ron; the pay won't be much but you'd have
free board and lodging and if you wanted to do building and decorating work
part-time that would be okay as long as you keep the house running."

"Are you serious?" Ron exclaimed.

"Yeah, what do you say?"

"Yes, fucking yes" Ron shrieked and jumped up to give Timothy a big hug. As
he did so his robe fell wide open and Timothy got a full view of Ron's
hairy body which caused his own cock to jump from flaccid to hard in
seconds. "Thank you so much, and thank you too Sean; this is fucking
wonderful news."

Timothy and Sean were delighted with Ron's reaction. They were sure he'd
make a great on-site manager. Timothy then detailed what he had in mind
which was basically that all applications for accommodation would be made
through Sean and that Ron would report to him. He also explained it would
be short term accommodation of three to six months since he felt guys
should be able to find a job once they could give the house as their
current address. Ron agreed and added that any guy who couldn't wasn't
trying that hard so should be asked to leave. Timothy chuckled; he could
see Ron would be no pushover which was good.

Before Timothy left he said he'd come back the following evening with the
keys and they'd all go and have a look at the building so they could decide
what needed to be done. "We'd like you to project manage the work Ron."

Ron could hardly believe what he was hearing and just grinned from ear to
ear. When Timothy had gone, Ron was still jumping up and down with
excitement as Sean stripped off his clothes. "I can't thank you guys
enough" he kept on saying. "I promise I won't let you down."

Sean was touched by his enthusiasm, saying he wouldn't let them down which
he assumed related to his past drug abuse.

"I'm so going to enjoy working with you guys" he said and pulled Sean and
Peter into his arms.

By now their robes were wide open and cocks were getting excited. Ron
looked down at Sean and Peter's and grinned. "How about you guys give me a
good hard fuck just so I know I'm not dreaming all this." The other two
laughed and told Ron to get on all fours. Within seconds he had Peter's
thick cock inside him. "Oh fuck, yes, that feels so good" Ron cried out.

Peter fucked like mad until he was shooting his load. When he'd finished he
pulled out and offered Ron's arse to Sean. "Let's see if our friend across
the way wants a show" Sean laughed.

Sure enough, Dave was hovering in his bedroom stark naked in the hope that
the guys opposite would be going to bed shortly. Having waved to each
other, Sean told Ron to bend over near the window and thrust his rampant
cock inside him. Dave nearly wet himself as he watched and made a mental
note to go round the next evening after work to see if he could meet these
guys. When Sean had shot his load he waved to Dave, pulled out of Ron's
arse and gave it a big slap.

"Yeah, I love a bit of S&M and I like bondage; perhaps one day we can do
that." Sean and Peter said they were willing to accommodate Ron's wishes
and looked forward to doing so.


9.

The following morning they were up bright and early to continue their work
downstairs. Ron wanted to skim the room they'd plaster boarded first so the
skim could dry fully before painting. Whilst Ron skimmed, Sean and Peter
kept him supplied with the plaster mix. Within a couple of hours he'd
completed the new plaster board so they set to work on boarding Peter's
office. This was smaller so didn't take as long and it included a window at
waist height along one wall. By lunchtime that too was done so after lunch
Ron skimmed it. Ron told them the newly skimmed plasterboard would need
several days to thoroughly dry out but they had the plumbing work to do in
the new shower area.

When they returned from having their lunch upstairs, a guy was standing
outside.

"Is this the Rainbow Centre?"

Sean replied it would be once it was open but that wouldn't happen for
another week. The lad's face dropped. He was desperate to get some
help. Seeing his disappointment he invited the lad inside. "I'm Sean and
the manager of the project, this is Peter who's also working on the project
and this is Ron who's helping us get the place up and running."

The lad said his name was Simon and they all shook hands. Ron looked at the
lad and immediately felt his body shiver with excitement. There was
something about him which really turned him on. Even his cock had reacted.

As Ron and Sean stripped off their T shirts, which was closely watched by
Simon, Ron said they'd start the plumbing work for the new shower
area. Sean invited Simon to sit down and asked him to tell his story.

Simon said he was nineteen, although he looked younger than that but Sean
accepted what he'd said. He said his father had found out he was gay and
had gone ballistic. His mother just stood by and watched his father beat
her son and when he'd done so he was told to get out of the house
immediately.

"That was two days ago and I can't find anyone to help me. Then I met
someone and they mentioned this project; I'm desperate."

Sean took hold of Simon's hands to calm him down. He knew he was going to
meet a lot of Simons in this job but his experience as a priest helped him
cope with the anger and emotions he was feeling towards parents and people
in general who were so unkind and homophobic. He explained what the Centre
would be offering and added that hopefully within a few weeks there'd be
short-term sheltered accommodation available. Simon's face lit up and asked
how he could be considered for a place at the new shelter.

"We've not got that far yet but you'll be first on the list Simon; in the
meantime, would you be interested in helping us get things ready; we could
do with as much help as possible."

Simon jumped at the opportunity and said he was willing to do anything. He
didn't add that he'd already had a guy pick him up for sex so had some
money in his pocket but he didn't want to spend his life being a
prostitute.

"I take it you guys could do with some extra help" Sean called out to Ron
and Peter.

"You bet we could" Ron yelled back and felt his cock take another jump
inside his jeans.

"In that case Simon, you've got yourself a job although not paid I'm afraid
but you can join us for meals and I'm sure we can find you somewhere to
sleep until the Rainbow House is open for business."

Simon threw his arms round Sean and hugged him. "Thank you so much; I'll do
anything, absolutely anything."

Sean chuckled to himself "Yeah, I bet you would" having also felt his cock
twitch with excitement as he gazed at Simon's young body.

"Suggest you strip off that clean T shirt Simon" Ron grinned, "This is
dirty work but we can wash your jeans when they get dirty." Simon
immediately stripped off his T shirt to expose his beautiful torso.

"Fuck, what are those?" Ron exclaimed and went over to look at Simon's back
which had welts across it.

"That's what by dad did, he used his belt on me" Simon replied as if it was
normal practice for a father to beat his son.

Both Peter and Sean inspected the injury and decided the skin wasn't
broken.

"Do you have any other injuries like that?" Peter asked with a concerned
tone.

Simon shrugged. "He lashed my butt." As he said this he immediately
unfastened his jeans and pulled them down with his briefs to show off his
bum. It too showed a few red marks but nothing like those on his back. Ron
immediately took him into his arms and hugged him.

"You're safe with us Simon; these guys are fucking guardian angels."

Sean and Peter giggled. Their thoughts at this precise moment seeing a semi
naked nineteen year-old certainly didn't match up to those of a guardian
angel.

At six that evening, Timothy arrived to see progress and to take the guys
round to the building which was to be Rainbow House. Sean introduced him to
Simon saying he was a new recruit and he was the first on the list for
accommodation. Timothy licked his lips when he looked him over and tried to
keep his cock under control. He was again impressed with the progress and
was now certain the centre would be opened within the two weeks he'd
planned. He followed the four guys upstairs and waited for them to shower
and get dressed to go down the road. To his amazement and utter joy all
four guys stripped off their clothes in the hallway and whilst Peter and
Sean went to have their shower, Ron led Simon into the living room to wait
for theirs. Timothy couldn't get his eyes off the two naked bodies and when
he saw Simon's back he could hardly control himself.

"Fucking hell, I'd kill the guy if I got my hands on him" Timothy exclaimed
when Ron told him what Simon's father had done.

"I'd like to tie him up and give his naked body a good lashing to see how
he liked it" Ron said with anger in his voice. As they talked, Ron had
Simon on his lap holding him tight. Simon liked Ron and Ron certainly liked
Simon; in fact he'd fallen in love with the guy.


The building that was to become Rainbow House had once been a boarding
house. it contained ten bedrooms across two floors with two large
bathrooms. On the ground floor there was a large sitting room with an
adjacent dining room off which there was a kitchen.

"I thought we'd provide breakfast and a main meal" Timothy explained,
"assuming that is we can find someone to cook."

Ron said he was sure any guys who lived there would help out. Simon piped
up that he liked cooking and would be happy to cook the meals. The others
looked at him and Timothy made a mental note of that fact. Ron would need
an assistant so perhaps Simon could be that person. He seemed a sensible
lad and Ron clearly liked him. They looked at the rooms on the first and
second floors and apart from needing to be decorated they were in good
order. The bathrooms would need to be re-done however. Ron suggested they
make them into an open shower area and do away with the baths.

"The outside needs a repaint but we can do that once the place is running"
Timothy added.

"I think it's fucking perfect" Ron said excitedly.

"So you'd be happy to manage it Ron" Timothy asked.

"You bet and if Simon is willing perhaps he'd like to assist me; you did
say we might be able to stretch to a second person didn't you."

Timothy grinned. He liked Ron's enthusiasm and said of course they
could. Seeing Simon he'd even being willing to pay for his wages himself if
it came to it but he didn't say that.

"Would you like to Simon?" Sean asked trying to take the pressure off
Simon.

"Yeah, I'd love to; would I live here as well?"

"Of course" Ron replied excitedly, "We could share a room if you like; I
thought one of the front rooms on the first floor would suit us."

Simon grinned. The thought of sleeping with Ron sounded great so he nodded
his agreement. The other guys looked at each other and smiled.

"Good, that's settled then; all we now need to do is buy the fucking place"
Timothy giggled as they made their way out.

On their way back, Peter suggested they buy some fish and chips to save him
cooking. Everyone agreed and Sean invited Timothy to join them.

"Would love to guys but I'm meeting someone" he grinned with a twinkle in
his eye.

Sean grinned knowing what that meant so Timothy drove off leaving the other
four to buy their fish and chips. As soon as they were back in the flat Ron
stripped off and told Simon that this was what they normally did each
evening after a hard day's work. Sean and Peter chuckled and told Simon he
didn't have to if he didn't want to but he just grinned and immediately
stripped naked. In no way was he going to be the odd one out.

Four naked guys sat round the table and enjoyed their fish and chips
straight from the paper. It tasted wonderful and for Simon it was the first
proper meal he'd had since being thrown out of home. For a brief moment he
thought what his father would say if he could see him now but he quickly
put the thought out of his mind. He was happy and that was all he wanted.

When it was time for bed, Peter said he'd make up another bed for Simon but
Ron said there was no need. "Simon can sleep with me; you up for that
Simon?"

Simon grinned and nodded enthusiastically. His cock already showed he was
up for anything which hadn't gone unnoticed by the others.

"Think Ron has found a new boyfriend" Peter giggled once he and Sean had
moved into their bedroom.

"Yeah, and Simon too from what I've seen and I wouldn't mind giving that
arse of his a good fuck".

Peter pulled Sean into a passionate embrace and kissed him. "I see, gone
off mine have you" he giggled.

"Fuck no, but more the merrier and all that."

They suddenly realised they were standing in front of the window and hadn't
drawn the curtains. They looked over to Dave's flat and sure enough he was
there showing off his naked form having a good look at Sean and Peter. They
waved and Sean told Peter to bend over so he could fuck him for Dave's
benefit. Once again Dave nearly wet himself with excitement and started
wanking off. He'd been late home that evening so hadn't gone round to see
which flat these gorgeous guys lived in but first thing in the morning he'd
find out since he didn't have to go to work that day.

After breakfast the four guys made their way downstairs. Ron had said he
wanted to finish off the plumbing in the new shower area and he had a new
boiler to install since the old water heater wasn't large enough. Whilst he
and Simon, who was his new mate, attended to that, he instructed Sean and
Peter how to fit the cupboard unit which would be used for the small oven
they'd purchased and the coffee machine.

"You reckon you can do that, guys?" he said having given them full
instructions.

"I reckon we can" Peter laughed and gave Ron a grope which he always
enjoyed.

Simon giggled and enjoyed the banter between the guys. He was so looking
forward to working and living with Ron. The previous night in bed Ron had
fucked him and got Simon to suck him off and he loved it. He also hoped
that one day Sean would fuck him since he liked the look of his cock and he
wouldn't mind fucking Peter since he'd said he loved being fucked.

Whilst Sean and Peter were busy working, a guy knocked on the door. They
looked up expecting it to be yet another homeless gay guy. Instead they
recognised him as being their poser from across the way. Peter let him in
and they grinned at each other.

"Hi, I'm Dave; I take it you're the guys who live upstairs."

Peter said they were and introduced Sean and himself.

"I just thought we should meet in the flesh as it were since we know each
other rather well."

Sean grinned and shook Dave's hand. "Good to meet you and if I may say so
you have a great body, even clothed" he grinned.

Dave grinned and looked at Sean and Peter's naked torso. "So do you guys"

Dave asked what they were up to and what the old butcher's shop was going
to be used for. When Sean explained it was to be a centre for homeless gay
guys and those with drug and alcohol problems, Dave said that sounded a
great idea. He told them when he was twenty two he'd got into bad company
and hooked on drugs and alcohol but somehow had got his life back on track.

"That was eight years ago but thank goodness I'm clean now."

"What do you do for a living?" Peter asked.

Dave said he was an office manager at a local company.

"And nobody special in your life?" Sean asked.

"Nope, to be honest I like my own company."

"And exhibiting your naked body to the world" Peter laughed.

"Yeah that too; well why not flaunt it when you can; you probably realise
you're the only guys who live in the first four flats along this row so I'm
not going to upset anyone else. Seeing you guys move in I thought I'd try
my luck."

"Well, it's provided plenty of entertainment that's for sure" Sean
chuckled.

"Certainly has; and who was the guy you fucked the other night; he looked
really hot."

"Come and meet him" Peter laughed and took Dave into the back where Ron and
Simon were working.

"Fuck, they're both gorgeous" Dave muttered.

Peter made introductions and they all shook hands.

"This guy Simon loves standing stark naked at his bedroom window each night
so Sean, Peter and I have put on a live sex show for him" Ron laughed.

"Fuck, can I join in" Simon grinned.

"Anytime mate, anytime" Dave chuckled. "In fact why don't you guys come
round this evening after you've finished working here? I could rustle up
something for us to eat and then perhaps we can have some fun together."

Three pairs of eyes looked at Sean for his approval. "Yeah, why not,
thanks."

With that, Dave left the guys to it and walked back home. He looked forward
to having lots of fun with these guys.

"Wow, he's hot" Simon giggled once Dave had gone.

"So you like older guys do you?" Ron teased him.

Simon blushed realising what he'd said. "And younger guys too" he added
quickly.

"Just as well" Ron giggled and put his arms round Simon's small frame
before thrusting a hand down inside the front of his jeans to grab hold of
his cock, "because I want this to give me many more fucks."

"Don't worry mate, it's yours whenever you want it."


10.

The guys had agreed to go round to Dave's at seven that evening so they
stopped work at six and went upstairs to have their shower. All four
stripped off in the hallway and whilst Sean and Peter had their shower, the
other two sat in the living room.

"Come and sit on my lap" Ron told Simon. He needed no encouragement and
moved quickly over to where Ron was sitting on the sofa. He knelt across
Ron's naked body and they kissed.

"You've worked hard today, thanks" Ron said seriously. Simon nodded his
thanks. He was not used to anyone thanking him for what he'd done since at
home his father had always shouted at him and beat him whether or not he'd
done something right. "Are you sure you're okay about working with me at
Rainbow House?"

Simon nodded. Of course he was; the thought of working and living with this
great guy was beyond his wildest dreams.

"And sharing a room with me?"

"Yeah of course, why do you ask?"

"Just want to be sure; I've not had a proper boyfriend before, only mates
who I've fucked but you're different."

Simon leant forward and kissed Ron. He really was a sweet guy. "I'd love to
be your boyfriend but does that mean we can't fuck other guys?"

Ron grinned. "I doubt I could go that far" he laughed, "I love sex too much
for that but what we have will be special; any other guy is just sex; is
that okay?"

"Perfect" Simon smiled and wrapped his arms round Ron and kissed him hard
on the lips. Soon their tongues were fighting with each other and their
cocks were rock hard. Neither of them heard Peter enter the room.

"Err excuse me guys but the shower's all yours" he giggled rather enjoying
the scene before him. When Ron and Simon got up, Peter grinned. "Don't be
long guys; we said we'd be round to Dave's at seven" he said as he looked
pointedly at the two flapping erections.

"You're only jealous" Ron laughed and gave Peter's naked butt a slap.

"Too right I am" Peter muttered but hoped his wish might come true a bit
later.


"Hi guys, come on in" Dave beamed when he opened the door to the four guys
he hoped would fuck him later.

"Hi, like the outfit" Ron grinned as he looked at the silky and very skimpy
Japanese Kimono dressing gown he was wearing and which ended well above the
knees.

"Thanks; I thought we'd be casual tonight since we know each other rather
well." He gave each of them a similar Japanese Kimono dressing gown for
them to change into. The four guys were up for that so stripped naked and
donned their gowns.

"These are beautiful" Peter exclaimed and felt the silky material. Dave
explained that the company he worked for sold them and they could keep
those since they were all samples. The guys thanked him profusely as they
admired each other. Each one was slightly different in colour and design
but they were all skimpy and left little to the imagination, especially
once cocks started to rise.

Dave invited them into the living room and offered drinks. They all opted
for the special cocktail he'd prepared which was very potent.

"So you still drink alcohol" Sean commented seeing Dave pour one for
himself.

"Sure, but I've learnt not to over indulge; besides it fucks up sex doesn't
it."

The others all agreed and made a mental note not to drink too much since
they all wanted to enjoy the night with each other. Dave said he needed to
check on the meal for a moment and do some final preparations so left the
guys to chat. Simon offered his help so Dave accepted not wanting to let
the opportunity pass by. When he'd checked on the dish in the oven and put
the vegetables on whilst Simon watched, he moved over to him.

"I hope that cock of yours is in good working order tonight because I love
being fucked."

Simon grinned and said it was already getting excited so Dave unfastened
Simon's gown to have a feel. "Fuck, that is beautiful; I take it you do
fuck with that."

"Yep, I'm versatile"

"Fucking fantastic"

When they rejoined the others Peter noticed the bulge pushing out Simon's
gown so guessed what he and Dave had been up to in the kitchen. He felt his
own cock rise to the occasion and balloon his own gown. Sean, who was
sitting beside him, noticed and placed a hand on it.

When they'd finished eating everyone congratulated Dave on a great
meal. They offered to help clear away the dishes but he told them to just
stack them in the sink and he'd see to them the next morning. "Want to have
an orgy with you guys if you're up for it" he grinned.

"Fuck yes" Ron giggled and stood up to show his already hard cock. He led
them into another room which was smaller than the living room and was meant
to be a spare bedroom but he'd turned it into a sex room.

"Fucking hell, this is quite something" Ron exclaimed as he looked round.

"Okay guys, I want all of you to fuck me but first I want you to strap me
down on the fuck bench with my legs over my chest." The others looked at
him to make sure they'd heard him correctly. "I love being fucked and not
able to move so come on guys, get me well and truly strapped down."

He lay back on the fuck bench and told them which straps went where. First
they fitted a leather strap across his chest to hold him down. His wrists
were then fitted with more straps and chained down the side of the bed so
his arms were outstretched above his head. His legs were lifted over his
chest and another leather strap was fitted over his legs and fastened
either side so his arse was on full view with his legs pulled wide
apart. He was then fitted with a leather mask so he couldn't see who was
fucking him.

"Okay guys, get fucking and I want my arse dripping with juicy cum by the
time you've finished." Just seeing Dave ready to be fucked and totally
under their control made all four guys get an erection immediately. They'd
already discarded their gowns so four naked bodies were ready to fuck. Ron
moved forward and thrust his cock in. Normally he preferred to be fucked
but this looked so sexy and before the night was out he wanted to be given
the same treatment.

When he'd fucked Dave's arse senseless and shot his load he offered it to
Sean who did the same. Peter then watched Simon fuck away and imagined his
cock inside him. He so hoped he'd get the opportunity to feel it before the
night was out. Finally Peter fucked Dave and deposited his load.

"That was fucking gorgeous guys; now who's next?" Ron immediately offered
himself so once Dave had been released Ron was strapped down and given the
same treatment.


The action continued for several hours with rests in between. Everyone
fucked everyone whilst strapped down on the fuck bench and Peter in
particular really enjoyed it. Sean was not so keen on being helpless whilst
being fucked but even so the feel of four hot cocks inside him was good.

It was gone one in the morning by the time the four guys left Dave. When
they got home they all went into the bedroom to see if Dave was standing
there waiting for him. Sure enough he was and stark naked as usual. This
time he was right up against the window and wanking himself. The others did
the same until they'd spewed their load all over the glass. Somehow they
managed to find enough to do so.

Dave's sex nights became a regular occurrence for the four of them and they
never tired of them.

"I dread to think what my parents would say if they saw what we got up to"
Peter said after one such night of continual sex into the early hours.

"Same hear" Simon giggled but neither cared what their parents would
actually say if they knew. Even Sean laughed and said his parents would
also have a fit and giggled when he remembered his time as a priest which
now seemed such a long time ago.


11.

They did manage to open the Rainbow Centre on time and when it was
completed Timothy brought a bottle of champagne for them to toast their
achievement. "You've all done a fucking brilliant job" he said as he held
his glass high and they all cheered.

The newly painted walls looked great as did the new dark grey carpet tiles
and the new shower area was perfect. Even the outside had been repainted
and a sign saying `Rainbow Centre' that included the rainbow flag had been
put up. The windows had been blocked out with boarding, apart from a
section at the top to let in daylight.

"I pronounce the Rainbow Centre well and truly open" Timothy said.

"I think we should try the showers out don't you guys?" Ron laughed.

Yeah, great idea" Timothy beamed so everyone stripped off, including
Timothy, and enjoyed a shower.

The rest of the champagne along with the food Peter had prepared was
consumed with them standing round enjoying each other's nakedness. Sean had
made sure the main door was well and truly locked before they did so.


Ron and Simon continued to crash out on Sean and Peter's living room floor
for the next couple of weeks whilst they got their own room redecorated,
had the bathrooms stripped out and refitted with showers, new basins and a
urinal fitted in each since there were only two toilets on each floor, and
the kitchen also had a face lift with new equipment installed. Each night
Sean and Peter heard Ron and Simon making love with Ron groaning and
moaning as Simon fucked him. When they finally left, they missed them but
knew they were only just down the road.

The centre soon became known and the two guys were kept busy trying to help
other gay guys get treatment for their drug and alcohol addiction, or help
find jobs for those who'd been lucky enough to get a room at Rainbow House
once it had opened. Each room was designed to accommodate two guys so in
theory it meant they could take eighteen guys. Fortunately it filled up
slowly to start with giving Ron and Simon time to settle in.

Simon was great with the guys and everybody loved him. Soon after the house
opened, Ron asked Sean if sex was allowed on the premises.

"Of course, besides how are you going to stop it" Sean laughed but added
that alcohol and drugs were a definite no which Ron agreed. Both Ron and
Simon soon satisfied other guy's needs apart from giving them a roof to
live under and food in their belly.


Several months after the house had opened, one guy asked Ron if he could
organise an orgy since several guys were up for it. At the time they had
twelve guys and eight were definitely interested. During the refit, Ron and
Simon had found a basement area which had been locked off for years. They
opened it up and with several guys helping them they cleaned it out,
re-carpeted it with Sean's approval having told him it would be a play area
for the guys. Sean smiled guessing what would take place down there but as
long as the guys behaved themselves he was not going to spoil their fun.

Finally the room was ready so those interested were told to assemble down
in the basement one evening. Everyone had to arrive wearing just a pair of
briefs. Ron had also spoken to Dave and asked him how he could improvise a
fuck bench like he had. Dave said he'd purchase one for him with all the
gear, provided he could join in. Ron readily agreed to that so, when the
eight semi naked guys walked in and saw Dave's naked body strapped down on
the bench with his arse on full view ready to be fucked, they all gasped.

"Get fucking guys" Ron laughed.

Dave had the time of his life as ten cocks fucked him and deposited their
load of hot creamy cum inside him. Needless to say, similar orgies became a
regular feature with Dave being the first fuck.

Sean and Peter meanwhile enjoyed their work and their time alone. Each
evening when the centre closed they'd go upstairs, strip off, have a shower
together and spend the evening naked. Occasionally they'd use the silk
Kimonos Dave had given them but more often than not Peter would cook the
meal in the buff and they'd eat naked looking out the window as they did
so. Had anyone looked up they'd have seen two naked guys sitting there but
nobody did since they were too busy getting home.

Most nights they waved to Dave who displayed his naked body for their
gratification and they'd occasionally give him a floorshow but now they met
up regularly for sex that became less exciting.

Often on a Friday or a Saturday night they'd go into central Manchester and
walk along Canal Street to see who they could find. Frequently they did and
often brought guys back to spend the night having sex. Occasionally they'd
be invited back to a guy's home but would only ever go if both were invited
since they did everything together, including sex.

Their own love making became very special and they frequently told each
other how much they loved one another, even so they loved sex with other
guys. Peter loved the feel of Sean's cock up his arse and never tired of
it. After these sessions, he'd slip off to sleep with a wonderful feeling
inside him so looked forward to it every night.


The Rainbow Centre and House had been in operation for almost a year when
Peter received a letter addressed to him one morning. He never received
mail since he had no family that was interested in him and no friends other
than those he'd made since knowing Sean. He was therefore surprised when
Sean gave him the letter with his name on it and which had been redirected
from the old rectory. Knowing the Church was selling the house, Sean had
set up postal redirection with Royal Mail for a year so as to receive
anything that was important. Not that the service had forwarded much since
he too, no longer had any contact with his family in Ireland.

Peter recognised the spidery writing on the envelope immediately and he
felt himself go cold. He looked at it for quite some time before picking it
up and turning it over back and forth.

"What's wrong my love?" Sean asked sensing Peter's reluctance to open his
letter.

"It's from my mother."

"Ah" Sean replied knowing full well what that could mean. They'd both put
Peter's parents out of their mind over the past year having enjoyed their
life together and with all those they met. Not once had anyone made
homophobic remarks to them or given them black looks as they went about
their day to day business and when people asked what they did for a living
and they told them, everyone said what a wonderful service to provide. The
fact that it was for gays never entered people's minds.

Sean moved beside his lover and held his hand as they both looked at the
letter for a moment.

"I could just tear it up" Peter said without conviction.

"You could" Sean replied but added, "The problem is you'd never know what
she'd said and you'd be kept wondering forever."

As usual Sean's logic made sense so he eventually tore the letter open and
looked at his mother's familiar handwriting whilst Sean sat by his side
ready to pick up the pieces should it become necessary to do so. Peter
slowly read the letter whilst Sean sat saying nothing.

Dear Peter I'm writing this in the hope that you will eventually receive it
despite having no idea where you are now living since you never gave us
your new address. Anyhow, I hope it finds you well and you haven't torn it
up before reading what I'd like to say.

Peter smiled, his mother knew him well.

I keep thinking back to our last conversation. I was of course shocked at
what you said, not only about your sexuality but particularly about how
unhappy you were whilst living at home. I had no idea this was how you felt
and for that I am truly sorry. You also said you didn't feel loved because
we never said we did. I for one Peter do love you and always have and now
regret abiding by your father's instruction not to show you that love or
celebrate your birthdays. As you know, your father has fixed views on how a
child should be raised and foolishly I went along with him instead of
standing up to him. I now bitterly regret that because I know I may have
lost you forever as a result of his draconian and bigoted views. I just
hope you will feel able to forgive me for my foolishness.

Regarding your sexuality, if I am honest with myself I think I knew a long
time ago but once again your father's attitude towards you coloured my
judgement. As you quite correctly said, I was stupid and I suppose tried to
convince myself that he was right and I was wrong.

Since your declaration I've done a lot of reading on the subject of
homosexuality and have even spoken to people who are gay to understand
it. As you also said, you don't choose to be gay since it is the way you
are made; in fact the way I and your father made you so we have nothing to
complain about.

I also remember Father O'Brien telling me after a service one Sunday that
you were such a kind person and I could sense from the way he spoke that he
was very fond of you and respected you so I was not really surprised he'd
accepted your sexuality without question. As you say, he was a true
Christian and I see now that I am not. Again I apologise for having let you
down Peter and it grieves me greatly to realise that, since I would have
accepted you as you are and helped you through what must have been a
difficult time in your life.

As far as your father is concerned I cannot speak for him. He doesn't know
I am writing this letter since we have little to say to each other these
days and for that matter have little in common anymore. I've even changed
my church so we no longer go to the same service.

Talking of Father O'Brien, do you know what became of him? Nobody seems to
know although rumour has it that he's left the church and moved away. As
I'm sure you found during your time with him, he was a wonderful man and is
greatly missed.

I'd love to hear from you Peter if you feel it in your heart to make
contact although I will fully understand if you don't feel able to do so. I
so hope you are happy with life and that you have found someone to love -
and I mean by that someone of your own persuasion. I now fully realise and
accept that it will not be a woman and that you will never marry but that
is life. All I want is for you to be happy Peter.

Regarding your father, I know you will not wish to have contact with him
and don't expect you to in the circumstances so don't feel that by making
contact with me you will automatically do so with him. I am now free of his
control so can do as I please and meet who I choose.  Love and best wishes
Mother

By the time he'd finished reading the letter he had tears running down his
face. Had he misjudged his mother that much or had she really changed? He
passed it over to Sean for him to read and watched his reaction.

"Wow, that's a change of heart" Sean said having read the letter.

"Can people change that much?" Peter asked wondering if his mother really
had changed or whether it was just to get him to make contact.

"It looks as if she too was controlled by your father and until now wasn't
strong enough to stand up to him; perhaps your outburst brought her out of
that and made her think. Will you contact her?"

Peter wasn't sure. Did he want to open old wounds again? He was so happy
now that he didn't want his mother to upset that. "Do you think I should?"

Sean put his arms round Peter and hugged him. "It has to be your choice my
love but bear in mind that if you don't you might regret it later. Whatever
you decide, I'll always be here to support you my love."

Peter kissed him. As usual he spoke sense but hearing him say he'd always
be there made him feel good. "If I do, I want to be totally honest and tell
her about us. Is that okay?"

"Of course, we love each other and if she can't accept that, it's her
problem."

"Thanks; I love you so much." Peter decided to think on the matter for a
while. Besides, they had the Rainbow Centre to open up and knew guys would
already be waiting outside. The centre had become popular so each day they
had guys using the showers, eating the food they provided and using it to
relax in away from the problems they faced in the world at large. Sean also
had several guys to see and Peter had employers to contact to help guys get
jobs so he knew it would be another busy day but they both enjoyed what
they did and felt they'd done a worthwhile day's work at the end of it.

"Morning guys" Sean and Peter said as they unlocked the door.

"Hi" they replied.

"Fucking awful weather" another added and pulled the thin jacket he wore
tighter round his body.

"First thing you must do Doug is get out of those damp clothes and dry them
off; I'll see if we have something warmer for you" Peter said.

Doug smiled. These guys were his saviour and he knew he could rely on them
to keep him alive.

"Once you've had a shower and warmed up Doug, I need to talk to you and see
how you're getting on" Sean smiled.

Doug nodded. He was desperately trying to kick his drug habit and he knew
until he did there was no chance of getting a job and a roof over his
head. He'd already been told to leave Rainbow House because after seven
months he'd not done anything about his drug habit but knew he had to try
harder. When Peter had unlocked the door and those waiting went in, he
noticed that Doug just stood inside as if he was in a trance. His use of
drugs over the years had dulled his brain and he often found he couldn't
make decisions.

"Come on Doug, let's get you out of these damp clothes" Peter said kindly
to him as he led him to the showers. "Where did you sleep last night?"

"In a doorway" Doug replied despondently, "It pissed down with rain during
the night."

Doug followed like a child and let Peter undress him. When he was naked he
told Doug to have his shower whilst he hung his clothes up to dry. It was
another service the centre provided having found that guys who'd spent the
night outside frequently arrived with damp clothes so Peter had put up a
washing line to dry clothes on. He sometimes felt like a nanny to these
guys but never minded since he considered himself lucky having never been
in their situation.

As Doug showered, Peter kept an eye on him whilst he did other things. As
soon as he saw Doug emerge he gave him a towel to dry off and a bathrobe to
put on. Bathrobes were another thing they soon realised they'd need whilst
clothes dried off so Sean bought some cheap cotton robes. Although they
didn't object to having naked guys wandering round, they decided it was
probably not a good idea.

Once Doug was dried and respectable, Peter asked if he'd like to make the
sandwiches which would be required later. Doug had worked in a kitchen
before his drug taking days and was good at making edible sandwiches using
the ingredients that Peter kept in the fridge they'd installed. Doug's face
lit up. He liked feeling useful so got stuck in. Peter chuckled at the way
he slapped a guy's hand away as soon as he'd made a batch.

"They're for lunch" he told the guy who'd tried to take one.

"I've not fucking eaten since yesterday lunchtime" the guy complained.

Peter moved over to deal with the situation and offered the guy a bowl of
cereal instead not wanting to usurp Doug. The guy smiled at Peter and
thanked him as he greedily ate.

"If you speak to Doug nicely he'll make you some toast" Peter grinned. Doug
smiled and again felt important.

Whilst Doug continued his task and the other guy ate his breakfast, Peter
grabbed Sean for a quick word.

"If Doug does show he's trying to beat his drug habit, is there any chance
of placing him back in the House. I'm also wondering if Ron could use him
in the kitchen. Doug's good at food preparation and we could also get him
to prepare what food we provide here."

"You're a real softy" Sean smiled. "Yeah, okay; if he can really show he's
trying hard to kick the habit then yes; but he's got to convince me he is
working hard at it because we can't go on forever trying to help him. We
have to accept that some guys just can't move on."

"I know but I truly feel that Doug is trying and needs to feel he's
wanted."

Sean kissed the love of his life and hugged him. "Okay, when he's finished
making the sandwiches bring him in."

Peter kept a tight watch on Doug and as soon as he'd finished his task he
took him into see Sean. Doug sat down nervously looking at Sean since he
knew he was going to be quizzed. Sean smiled to relax him and glanced at
his crotch.

"As much as I enjoy looking at your balls Doug, I think it would be best if
you pulled your robe over or at least closed your legs."

Doug grinned and did as requested. He liked Sean even though he knew his
future was in his hands.

"So, tell me what you've done since we last spoke."

Doug burst into a dialogue saying how he'd kept away from the guys who gave
him drugs and still had his dole money intact. "I'm really trying hard
Sean, I really am, and I've stopped the booze too."

"That's good so when did you last use?"

Doug thought for a moment. It seemed like weeks but in reality it had
probably only been two. He pondered whether to lie but knew Sean would
catch him out so he came out with it. "At least two weeks ago and then it
was only a small snort" he replied with pride in his eyes.

"That's good Doug, you've done well and I'm very pleased with you." Doug's
chest puffed up. He so seldom received praise. "And do you reckon you can
keep this up?"

"Yes, definitely" he said excitedly before slumping down again as he
thought about how hard it was going to be. "If only I could find something
to keep me occupied then I wouldn't feel the need to take the fucking
stuff."

Sean thought for a moment. He agreed with Peter. If only Doug could be
given a chance perhaps he would come through. "I tell you what Doug, I'm
going to suggest something that hopefully will help you but it's you that
has to keep on the straight and narrow because if you waiver off it then
you'll be finished as far as we're concerned. You're at the end of the road
and we can't waste any more time on you. There are other guys out there who
desperately need our help. Do you understand what I'm saying Doug?"

Doug nodded vigorously so wanting to get through this and come out the
other end a better person. He was twenty five for fuck's sake and had to
get his life back on track. He listened intently to what Sean proposed
which was that he'd be allowed to stay at Rainbow House again but he'd be
an unpaid worker to assist in the kitchen since Simon needed help and he'd
come to the Centre every morning to make the sandwiches and prepare
whatever other food Peter planned.

"I shall also be monitoring you Doug and if I see any sign of drug use or
excessive alcohol then the deal is off. Is that clear?"

"Yes, yes" Doug replied hardly believing he was being given a second
chance. Suddenly his emotional state took over and he burst into tears. He
so wanted to show these guys he could kick the habit and move on. Sean was
briefly taken aback since Doug had always appeared to be a hard skinned guy
so he hadn't expected tears. He stood up and wrapped his arms round Doug to
comfort him.

"You can do this Doug, I know you can and Peter has every faith in you
too."

Doug managed a weak smile. He liked Peter; in fact he fancied him like hell
but knew there wasn't a chance since everyone knew Peter and Sean were like
two peas in a pod. Whilst Doug calmed down and dried his tears, Sean
quickly told Peter what he'd agreed. Peter grinned and gave Sean a kiss. He
knew Sean would agree with him.

"I sometimes wonder whether we should change jobs; I reckon you can read
these guys better than I can" Sean smiled.

"Don't be daft, they love you and know you're always fair and honest with
them."

Sean nodded. Yes he'd always felt fairness and being honest with people was
the most important thing in life which was why he hated being a Catholic
priest because he had to pretend being something he wasn't. When Doug
finally emerged from Sean's room he was beaming. Peter told him to sit down
whilst he spoke to Ron. He knew he might have a battle on his hands with
him because he knew Ron had given Doug every chance he could before finally
saying he should be told to go.

Rather surprisingly Ron was happy to take Doug back saying Simon would be
delighted to have help in the kitchen. "I'll keep a good eye on him Peter,
don't worry."

Peter chuckled because he knew Ron kept a tight watch on all the guys under
his wing which was why he made such a good house manager. His relationship
with Simon had also blossomed and they were now a recognised couple. When
he'd finished the call he called Doug into his office and told him the
news. Doug danced up and down and as he did so his robe unfastened showing
his nakedness beneath. Peter couldn't help but look at Doug's large cock
and equally large balls.

"I've also found a warm jacket for you."

Doug took the fleece lined jacket which Peter had picked up from a jumble
sale with a load of other unwanted clothes and hugged it against his naked
chest. "Thanks" he whispered hardly able to get the words out. He loved
these guys and was determined not to let them down.

By mid afternoon Doug's clothes were dry and he finally walked out of the
Centre in his new fleece lined jacket feeling on top of the world. When he
reached Rainbow House he stepped inside feeling even more determined to
prove he was able to make something of himself. On seeing him, Ron pulled
him into his arms and gave him a big wet kiss on the lips. He'd always
liked Doug and was sorry to have to recommend his removal some three months
before.

"Welcome back Doug" he finally said and looked at him.

"I won't let you down this time Ron. I've told Sean and Peter that I
definitely won't and I mean it. Do you believe me?"

"Of course I do and if you need to talk or you need anything, you just come
and see me."

Doug's faced formed a mischievous grin. "I can think of one or two things I
could do with."

Ron grinned knowing exactly what Doug meant because when he was at the
house before he loved fucking any guy who was willing and Ron was certainly
willing.

"Let's get you settled in first" Ron replied as he rubbed his hand across
Doug's crotch to feel the big cock lying there.


12.

After much thought, Peter decided to make contact with his mother. The
question was how. Should he respond to her letter in writing or call?

"If I write then it's likely my father will see the letter and drop her in
it and knowing that bastard he'd probably rip it up without her seeing it"
he commented as he thought the matter over.

"Why not call her?" Sean replied as he ate some more of the delicious meat
pie Peter had made for their evening meal.

"Yeah I could but I'd have to do it during the day when he's at work."

Having made that momentous decision he said he'd call her in the
morning. Sean agreed and suggested he invite his mother to Manchester one
day. They'd meet for a coffee and if that went well they could invite her
for lunch.

"I'd prefer to invite her back here for lunch rather than go to a
restaurant. I'm not sure I could trust myself in public with her."

Sean smiled and patted his hand. "You'll be fine; besides, I'll be with
you, assuming you want me to be there."

"Fuck yes; I'm not seeing her alone."


The following morning once Peter had made sure everything was running
smoothly and Doug had arrived to prepare the food they'd be providing guys
for lunch, Peter said he was going upstairs to make the call.

"Good luck" Sean said and gave Peter a kiss which always caused guys to
cheer.

"Fuck he's so good looking; wish I had someone to kiss me" one of the guys
said.

Peter heard him and grinned. He went straight over and gave the guy a big
wet kiss on his lips. The guy gasped and touched his lips savouring the
kiss. He also felt his cock jump to attention at the thought of what he'd
like to do with Peter. Guys round him were laughing as he watched Peter
disappear out the door.

"You're only fucking jealous" the guy laughed.

"Too right we are" another replied.

Upstairs, Peter sat down and took several deep breaths. He wasn't looking
forward to this but knew he was doing the right thing. He dialled his
mother's number half hoping she was out. Eventually the phone was answered
and he recognised her dulcet tone.

"Hi mum, it's Peter"

His mother gasped. "Oh Peter thank you so much for calling; did you get my
letter?"

Peter said he did even though it had taken almost a month to get there. She
said how sorry she was and so wanted them to make up and that she accepted
him being gay.

"Look mum, I suggest we meet but I don't want to come to the house."

"Of course not dear; your father must never know we've made contact."

For a moment Peter was shocked. He'd never heard his mother talk of his
father in that way but then the letter had made her views about him very
clear. "I take it he's just the same then."

"I'm afraid so my love."

Peter paused taking in what she'd called him. She'd never used the `love'
word before and it felt good. Perhaps she had really changed. " Mum, I'm
living in Manchester now; would you be able to visit one day; we could meet
up for a coffee."

His mother said that sounded wonderful and asked when they could meet.

"Mum" he said stopping her, "before we arrange a date and where to meet,
there's something you need to know". His mother paused and listened. "You
said in your letter you hoped I was happy and that I'd found someone to
love. Well, I am happy, in fact I'm very happy and don't want anything to
upset that. I've also found someone to love and it's a man of course." He
waited to see if his mother reacted but she remained quiet. "The man I'm in
love with and who's madly in love with me is Father O'Brien although he's
no longer a priest. If we meet then he'll be with me so if you can't accept
or cope with that then I don't want to meet."

After a brief pause whilst she took in what her son had said, his mother
replied "That's wonderful news Peter, I'm so happy for you. To be honest
I'm not surprised since I used to see how Father O'Brien looked at you
during and after services; he's a wonderful kind man and I'm happy for both
of you."

Peter could hardly believe what he was hearing. "So you don't mind, me and
Sean that is?"

"Of course not darling; all I want is for you to be happy and I'd love to
meet him with you."

"And father, will you tell him?"

"No, definitely not; I'll explain more when we meet."

Satisfied that his mother was okay about him and Sean, they agreed a date,
time and place to meet. She said she'd drive into Manchester so it was
agreed they'd meet in the town centre at a certain cafe since there was
parking nearby. When he came off the phone he gave a big sigh of relief. He
still couldn't quite believe the change in his mother. It was like talking
to a different person. He went back downstairs and as soon as he entered,
Sean looked at him. He took him into his room and they sat down.

"Well?" Sean asked although Peter's face seemed to show everything had gone
okay.

Peter relayed his conversation and Sean gave a sigh of relief. Even though
he'd thought Peter was doing the right thing by contacting his mother,
there was a slight doubt in his mind as to whether it was the right thing
to do.

"We'll just have to wait and see" Peter grinned.

"And you think she's okay about us?"

"Sure, she said she was happy for both of us and looked forward to meeting
you again."

"Wow" was all Sean could say.


On the morning of the great day, Peter was fidgeting and walking back and
forth. They'd arranged for Simon to man the centre whilst they were out,
for what all going well would be most of the day but who knew, it could all
end after just a cup of coffee.

Sean took Peter into his arms and gave him a hug. "Just remember to keep
calm and I'll be there to support you and jump in if things get too heavy
for you."

"Thanks" Peter replied and wiped a tear from his eye. In one way he was
looking forward to seeing his mother again but in another he was scared
shitless, especially when he recalled what he'd said to her the last time
they met. Hopefully she'd not remember or if she did she'd forgive him in
the same way he'd forgive her provided she didn't fuck everything up.

They made a point of getting to the cafe early so as to be there when
Peter's mother arrived. In her usual way, she was right on time and as
Peter watched her walk towards the cafe he realised she looked much older
than he remembered despite it only being just on a year since that fateful
day. As she walked in and glanced round to find them, Peter jumped up to
meet her. For a few brief moments mother and son just looked at each other
but then wrapped their arms round one another and kissed on the cheek.

"Thanks for coming" Peter said feeling tears started to well up. His throat
was dry and his heart was thumping as he led her over to where Sean was
sitting. He immediately got up and held out his hand.

"Hello Mrs Clark, I'm very pleased to see you again."

"Oh, do call me Felicity" she replied as she sat down opposite Sean and
Peter.

"And please call me Sean; as you see, I'm no longer a priest" he grinned.

With the introductions over, Sean called the waitress over to order coffee
and biscuits for three. When the waitress had left them Felicity looked at
her son.

"I just want to say how sorry I am Peter, I really am. I treated you very
badly and I just hope it is in your heart to forgive me."

Peter felt another wave of tears fill his eyes. "It's okay mum, we both
said and did things which on reflection weren't right but let's move
forward. As I said on the phone, Sean and I are very much in love and it
would mean the world to me if you accepted that."

Felicity watched as Sean took hold of Peter's hand and gently squeezed
it. The love in his eyes was overflowing and she felt so happy for
them. She said she was more than happy to accept their love for one another
and wished them a long and happy life together. As she said these words,
Sean and Peter sensed a feeling of sadness that her own marriage had not
been so happy. The coffee arrived and Peter acted as mother pouring it
out. When they'd each taken what milk they required and one of the biscuits
that were very inviting, they looked at each other again.

"So, I take it you live together and in Manchester" Felicity commented as a
matter of fact without any sign of disapproval.

"We do" Sean replied, "Our love for each other started almost as soon as
Peter managed the rectory for me and acted as my assistant. He really is
the most kind loving person I've ever known, you should be very proud of
him."

Felicity looked at her son and Peter saw tears in her eyes. She knew her
son was like that but her husband had always stopped her from showing any
love towards their one and only son. Peter was dying to ask questions about
his father but decided not to do so, at least not yet.

"And what do you both do now, for work that is."

Sean explained how they'd set up the Rainbow Centre and then Rainbow House
with financial assistance from a very good friend and said how they helped
gay homeless guys and those with drug and alcohol issues.

"How wonderful" she replied, "That must be such a worthwhile job; I'm so
proud of you both." As she said these words she placed a hand on Sean's and
Peter's. For once in his life, Peter felt love for his mother and it was a
good felling. At last she'd accepted what he was and that he'd fallen in
love with a wonderful man and lived with him doing a job that meant so much
to each of them.

"Thank you Felicity, it is a very worthwhile job and your son is loved and
respected by so many people because of his kindness and understanding."

Peter looked at his lover and smiled with yet more tears filling his
eyes. "This man is just as kind and understanding; in fact our clients call
him their guardian angel."

"I can imagine; I think you both are."

Seeing they'd now finished their coffee and things seemed to be going well,
Peter decided to invite his mother for lunch. He'd agreed with Sean
beforehand that he'd make the decision and him alone. "Mum, Sean and I
would like to invite you for lunch, or do you have to get back?"

His mother said she'd be delighted to have lunch with them since there was
more she wished to say although didn't tell them. She added that she was
her own woman now so could do what she pleased. Sean sensed there was more
in that comment than she let on but he'd find out later. Since they'd come
by car, Sean suggested that Peter drive back to their flat with his mother
and he'd follow on. They'd both parked in the same car park nearby so made
their way to find their cars.

"Sean and I felt it would be best if we had lunch at home" Peter commented
once they were on their way and he was giving directions. "I've made a
steak and mushroom pie so it won't take long to heat up and do some
vegetables."

"Quite the culinary expert" his mother chuckled.

"Yeah, I love cooking; must have got it from you; Sean is hopeless so if we
relied on him we'd starve" he laughed.

"He's a lovely man; I'm so pleased you and he are together, I really am."

"And you've got over the shock of me being gay?" Peter asked wanting to get
that one out of the way. His mother said it was a shock at first but once
she'd thought about it she soon realised she'd known for a long time and
once she'd researched the topic she was perfectly comfortable with it. "But
not father" Peter chuckled.

"No, I'm afraid not" she replied with bitterness in her voice.

As they neared the street he and Sean lived in, Peter felt he should
explain it was not the best part of town but the flat came with job and
they were happy there. "It's also very small but we manage" he added.

"Don't be so worried Peter, I don't mind where you live whether it's a
small flat in a poor part of town or not. What's important is that you and
Sean are happy and from what I've seen there's no doubt in my mind about
that."

"Thanks mum" Peter replied as he wiped yet more tears away.

"Here we are" Sean grinned as he stood by their front door waiting for them
since somehow he'd beaten them to it. "Welcome to our humble abode" he
added and smiled at Peter.

"And this is the Rainbow Centre?"

"Yep, this is where we spend most of our days trying to help less fortunate
guys" Peter replied.

His mother said it all looked very nice as she followed Sean up the
stairs. Once in their flat she looked round noticing how tidy it was. She
guessed that was Peter's doing since he'd always been a very tidy boy. She
moved over to the window and looked out. She commented on how nice it must
be to see the world go by and how large the room was. Sean and Peter smiled
at each other. Sean offered to show her the rest of the flat whilst Peter
went into the kitchen to prepare their meal. When his mother popped her
head in she said how nice the flat was and how spacious it seemed.

"We manage" Peter grinned and filled a pan of water for the potatoes.

"Can I help?" she asked.

"No, everything's under control; you go and sit in the living room and I'll
be there in a minute or so."

She did that and found Sean sitting on the sofa. She opted for a chair
nearby and smiled at him. "I've been a lousy mother haven't I" she said.

"It's difficult at times to do the right thing" Sean replied, "especially
when you have others who colour your judgement."

She nodded. That was certainly true and she regretted so much having
allowed her husband to rule her life and ruin her relationship with her
son. As these thoughts were going through her mind, Peter appeared and sat
down beside his lover. She decided it was now time to deal with the person
they all wanted to talk about.

"I realise now Peter that I've been a terrible mother and I'm truly sorry
but I want to explain why." Peter tried to say there was no need but she
continued. He sat back and held Sean's hand as she spoke. "When I married
your father I thought he was a wonderful, kind and considerate man but as
time went by he changed. By the time you were born he'd become dominant and
controlling; in fact I was frightened of him and didn't have the courage to
stand up to him. He had very specific views on how you should be raised and
I realise now that I became like him. I was not allowed to show my love for
you or celebrate your birthdays. For the first two or three years I used to
buy a birthday card and let you hold them when he wasn't around but in the
end stopped buying them. When I last met you, your outburst made me wake up
as it were and I realised how stupid I'd been. I started standing up to him
and our lives drifted apart."

As Peter listened he wiped away his tears. He suddenly felt so sorry for
his mother.

"For most of the last year we've lived separate lives; we now sleep in
separate rooms and never attend anything together; I've even changed the
church I attend each Sunday. When my parents died several years ago, their
money came to me as their only child so during the past year I've moved
that into accounts your father cannot access. As you may know, he'd never
had any money of his own apart from his salary. All he has is the house
which is heavily mortgaged and which he pays. Most major expenses over the
years have been paid out of my money. As such, I have plenty to live on but
all he has is his salary and what little value there is in the house which
is a fraction of what I have."

She paused for a moment before continuing.

"I'm leaving him Peter."

"You mean you're going to divorce him" he replied.

"Oh no; I'm not going to make it that easy for him. I have proof that he's
been seeing another woman; someone at his place of work. Over the past few
months he's been away far more than previously, each time giving the excuse
that its work but I know for a fact that it isn't and that he's been away
with his fancy woman. In ten days time he's away on a conference. I happen
to know that's true but it's only three days whereas he's told me it's five
so once again he's spending time with this woman. Once he's gone, I'm
leaving. I've organised a van to remove all furniture that is from my
family home or which I've purchased over the years and I'm moving to
Cornwall. I've often thought how nice it would be to live down there so I'm
renting a cottage."

"Oh my god" Peter exclaimed hardly believing what he was hearing. "Does he
know?"

His mother smiled. "Oh no; he has no idea and he doesn't know that I know
about his floozy so when he returns from his so called conference he's
going to get the shock of his life. He'll find me gone with a house half
empty and have no idea where I've gone. I've even talked to the immediate
neighbours who all hate him and they've agreed that if he asks them where
I've gone they will say they have no idea."

As she relayed this last part she was smiling as if she was really enjoying
the hurt it would do to her husband. Even Peter gave a weak smile. "I'd
love to see the look on his face when he finds out."

Suddenly Peter's emotions became the better of him and his tears poured
down his face. It was as if years of pent up emotions had been released. He
rushed over to his mother and held her tight not saying a word. Sean looked
on for a moment before going to the kitchen to check on the meal that was
busy cooking.

"I'm so sorry Peter"

Peter didn't really know what to say apart from "It's okay; at least you're
leaving him".


"That was a delicious meal Peter" his mother smiled when they'd
finished. "At least it seems I've done something right and taught you how
to cook" she chuckled.

"You certainly did" Sean laughed, "he's a fantastic cook".

The rest of their time together was happier and they talked about their new
life running the Rainbow project and the guys they helped. Felicity was
very impressed and proud of them. She got up to leave and they hugged and
kissed each other. Felicity said once she was settled into her new cottage
she'd be in contact and perhaps they could visit her sometime. Peter nodded
with tears in his eyes. He just couldn't stop crying.


13.

Having seen his mother off, Peter went into the centre to check on things.

"I'd better get back to the house; I've left Doug in charge of the kitchen"
Simon said as soon as he saw Peter.

"How's he doing?"

"Great; he loves working in the kitchen and he's always willing to help Ron
with anything."

"And drugs?"

"As far as I know he's not touched them during the month he's been back; he
only goes out with me or Ron so I'm certain he's not touched them. He's a
great guy and very useful."

Peter noted Simon's enthusiasm and decided to speak to Sean about Doug.


The following morning when Doug arrived, Peter asked him how he was
doing. He said he loved working at the house and preparing the food at the
centre. Peter said he'd heard that Doug also helped with other things.

"Yeah I don't mind what I do."

Peter smiled and said Sean would like a word once he'd finished the food
preparation. Doug's face dropped.

"I've not touched any drugs since going back; that's god's truth" he said
worried about seeing Sean.

"It's okay Doug; he just wants to see how you're doing." Doug looked at him
clearly worried.

Peter gave him a big hug followed by a big wet kiss. "You're doing fine
Doug, don't worry."

Doug got down to work but continued to be worried about his meeting with
Sean. When he'd completed his task he hovered in the doorway of Peter's
office. Peter smiled at him and took him to see Sean. As usual Sean
welcomed him and offered him a seat. Sean could sense that Doug was tense.

"So, how are you getting on at the house?" Sean asked breezily.

Doug smiled and said he loved working there and preparing the food for the
centre. He then added that he wished he could continue doing it but guessed
he'd have to find a proper job at some point. "And I haven't touched any
drugs for almost two months now" he blurted. "That's the honest truth."

Sean smiled and took hold of his hand. "I believe you Doug; you're looking
much brighter and no longer have that lost look about you and I note you're
looking after yourself better. Ron and Simon have also said you're really
helpful so congratulations."

Doug sat up suddenly realising he was being praised for his hard
work. "It's not been easy but I was determined not to let you guys down."

"And nor have you Doug so we're all very pleased with you." Doug grinned
but then looked glum wondering what would happen next. "So, what about
finding a proper job; have you given any thought to that?"

Doug shook his head and said he was worried if he had to be on his own
again he'd fall back into bad habits and he didn't want to do that. He
loved working for the Rainbow operation and really enjoyed what he did.

Sean smiled at him to calm his nerves. He then said he'd spoken to Ron and
Simon and they'd love to keep Doug on. He explained the most they could
afford to pay was the equivalent of his Social Services payment but he
would get free board and lodging.

Doug gasped. "What as a permanent job?"

"If you want but let's say it's open ended so if you decide at some point
in the future you want to move on then you can do but as before it's
subject to you keeping off the drugs."

Doug emphasised again that in no way did he want to go back on them and
loved working at the house with Ron and Simon, and with Peter at the
centre. "Thank you so much" he cried as tears poured down his face.

Sean held his hands and said he deserved a break and he'd proved he could
break the habit so everyone was very proud of him. Finally Doug wiped his
eyes and left Sean to call Ron to say that Doug was now a member of the
team. As it happened it worked out well because Ron had started doing some
painting and decorating work to supplement his earnings so having another
person to assist at the house was handy, and of course Doug did an
excellent job at the centre each morning to save Peter's time.

Doug immediately went to find Peter to tell him the news. "Isn't it fucking
fantastic" he exclaimed jumping up and down with excitement. He hugged and
kissed Peter several times over before finally calming down. "I won't let
you guys down; I just don't know how to thank you guys enough."

Peter grinned seductively. "Oh I'm sure we can think of something Doug."

Doug immediately picked up on the inference and grinned. "Any time mate;
have wanted to fuck your gorgeous arse ever since I first saw you."

Both guys laughed and felt their bodies react down below as Doug almost
danced out the door back to the house.

"He's a happy bunny" one of the guys sitting there commented.

Peter nodded. "Yeah, he is; just shows what you can do when you really put
your mind to it; Doug is a great example to us all; he's turned his life
round and proved its worth all the heartache."

The guys sitting there nodded contemplating their own situation. If Doug
could do it so could they.

When they'd closed up that evening having coerced those still enjoying the
comfort of the centre to leave, Sean took Peter into his arms. "You're
looking tired my love; you need a break so I'm taking you away for a few
days."

Peter looked at his lover wondering how on earth they could take a break
when the centre needed manning every day. Sean said he'd arranged for Ron
to man it the following day and Simon would be doing so on the Saturday
morning. They'd never opened it on a Sunday having decided they needed one
day of rest. For a moment Peter tried to argue but he could see that Sean
was adamant. Besides he guessed he too needed a break from dealing with
guys who'd fucked up their lives or had them fucked up for them in one way
or another.

"Where are we going?"

Sean grinned and tapped his nose. "You'll have to wait and see."

Seeing that he wasn't going to get Sean to tell him, he decided to let the
matter drop. He guessed that wherever it was would be enjoyable.


The following morning Peter asked what he needed to pack for their three
days away. Sean giggled and told him he only needed the clothes he'd be
travelling in apart from toiletries. As Peter collected what he needed he
saw Sean slip into the small holdall two of the silk kimonos Dave had given
them so guessed that wherever it was they wouldn't need clothes. His cock
immediately woke up as he thought about it. Even in the car, Sean wouldn't
tell Peter where they were going although he knew he'd soon guess once they
were on their way. When they were on the outskirts of Manchester, Peter
guessed.

"It's Timothy's place isn't it" he giggled.

"Yep, so expect three days of fun" Sean laughed.

"I thought you said this was a rest" Peter laughed.

"I said a break, not a rest" Sean giggled, "Are you complaining?"

"Fuck no; can't wait."

When they arrived Dean opened the door and welcomed them.

"Hi Dean" they grinned with eyes on Dean's crotch. All he was wearing was a
G string that left little to the imagination. Peter quickly realised what
the tone of the next three days was going to be. Dean showed them to their
room saying that Timothy was in the hot tub so they were to join him when
they were ready.

"God he's gorgeous that guy" Peter exclaimed once Dean had left them. "You
reckon we might be able to sample him sometime over the next three days."

Sean laughed and said he was sure Dean wouldn't object and from what
Timothy had told him he loved fucking so Peter was in for a treat. They
quickly unpacked the few items they'd brought with them and stripped
off. Having admired each other's nakedness and kissed, they donned their
kimonos and went downstairs to find Timothy.

"Hello darlings" Timothy shrieked from the hot tub as soon as he saw the
guys walk in, "it's lovely to see you. Oh those sexy kimonos are delightful
but I want to see you in the buff darlings so be a dear and come and join
me."

"Thanks for having us" Sean replied as he and Peter removed their kimono.

"Well, I am rather hoping darlings that I will be having you" Timothy
giggled.

When naked, Sean and Peter did a turn to show all before climbing into the
hot tub. Once in, Timothy hugged them whilst having a good feel. It didn't
take long for three cocks to be fully erect and wanting action. They'd just
settled down when Dean walked in with a bottle of wine.

"Oh isn't he a darling" Timothy said as Dean poured three glasses and
handed them round.

"Where's yours darling; you are going to join us aren't you."

Dean grinned and said he'd fetch another glass. When he returned he poured
one for himself and everyone toasted each other.

"Come on Dean, get that cock on view for us all to see and join us in the
tub."

Dean giggled and did as Timothy instructed. He was never too sure whether
or not he'd be included when Timothy had guests but clearly this weekend he
was which caused his cock to show its excitement.

"Mm, isn't he gorgeous" Timothy remarked as Dean climbed in. "I bet you
can't wait to feel this cock inside you Peter."

Peter nodded and looked at Dean who was equally excited at the thought of
fucking Peter. Timothy told Dean to sit across Peter's lap whilst Sean sat
on his. He could never get enough of Sean so made the most of it when he
could. Sean was happy to let him have his fun and knew Peter would enjoy
playing with Dean.

Once Dean was sitting in Peter's lap they grinned at each other not quite
sure what to do next but Peter took the initiative and pulled Dean into a
kiss. It soon became passionate and tongues fought with each other as they
rubbed their cocks together. Dean was certainly delightful and he could see
why Timothy loved him so. He glanced across at the other two who were
equally engrossed. He could see Timothy's finger probing Sean's arse
although he knew it would be Timothy who'd receive Sean's cock in due
course.

Dean and Peter stopped kissing and went back to drinking their wine. As
they did so they smiled at each other. "You like being fucked?" Dean
grinned.

"Yeah, love it, especially with big cocks like this" Peter replied and
grabbed hold of Dean's erection which was rock hard.

"I love fucking" Dean grinned.

Peter nodded and could see their break was going to be very enjoyable. When
the wine was finished, Timothy said he was taking Sean upstairs and with a
twinkle in his eye told Peter and Dean to do what they liked. As they dried
off after their soak in the tub, Sean kissed Peter.

"You don't mind do you?"

"Of course not, I'm sure Dean and I can find something to do."

When Timothy and Sean had left, Dean smiled at Peter. "You want to go
upstairs?"

Peter nodded enthusiastically and followed Dean. He led them into the room
he and Sean were using and threw back the bedclothes. "How you like being
fucked?" Dean grinned.

"Any way and all ways" Peter laughed and went onto his back. Dean was happy
to fuck Peter like this so grabbed the lube and lubricated his now hot hard
cock whilst Peter lifted his legs to offer himself. Dean looked at the open
entrance and licked his lips. He was so going to enjoy fucking this
arse. Once inside he looked into Peter's eyes. They grinned and he
proceeded to give him a beautiful fuck.

"Yeah, fucking gorgeous" he muttered as he fucked. Peter grunted his
approval as Dean's long thick cock thrust in and out. Even though he loved
Sean fucking him, he never objected to being fucked by another guy. Dean
kept going for a long time before he finally reached his climax and shot
his load into Peter. Once done he looked at him and grinned.

"Fucking gorgeous"

"You want me to fuck you?"

Dean opted to suck Peter off; he wasn't that keen on being fucked which was
why he and Timothy were so compatible. Peter lay back on the bed and
watched Dean get to work on his cock which was aching to be serviced. Dean
was a master at sucking and kept Peter on a high for a long time. Each time
he sensed Peter was about to come he moved to his gorgeous balls before
going back to the cock that was weeping like mad. Eventually he sucked
until Peter's whole body shook and ribbons of hot creamy cum shot into his
mouth. He continued sucking until he'd sucked the cock dry savouring every
drop.

The rest of the weekend followed a similar pattern. They'd eat and then
rest followed by soaks in the hot tub prior to having sex before repeating
the process. During the day Sean would fuck Timothy senseless and Dean
would do the same to Peter but at night they kept to their partners. Once
in bed, Sean wrapped Peter up in his arms and made love to him. Peter felt
so happy. He had a guy who loved him so much as he did him, and he'd made
peace with his mother. He decided to forget his father since he knew he'd
never change.

When they returned home after their short break away, Peter felt much more
relaxed as did Sean. On the Monday morning they returned to the centre with
a spring in their step ready to help more guys who'd not been as fortunate
as them.


A few weeks after the meeting with his mother, Peter received a letter from
her. This time he opened it immediately and sat down to read it.

Dear Peter First of all I want to thank you for inviting me to Manchester
and then for lunch at your home with Sean. I'm sure it must have been hard
for you but I feel we really have moved forward, or more to the point I
have.

I'm so happy you and Sean are together and I think you make a delightful
couple. You will no doubt come across other people who are not so accepting
but thank you for making me see sense. Whenever I now hear people making
adverse comments about same sex couples I quickly tell them they are so
wrong and speak of the loving relationship that you have Sean have. I'd
also like to thank you for forgiving me for the terrible things I did and
said to you when you were growing up. I realise now how alone you must have
felt and for that I am truly sorry.

I've heard from the neighbours that your father stormed and raved when he
got back from his conference/weekend away with his floozy and found I'd
left him and the house half empty of furniture. When I think about it I
have a good laugh since I find it's the only way to deal with the pain I
suffered at his hands. He apparently went round all the neighbours asking
what they knew but true to their promise they said they didn't know where
I'd gone.

However, three have told me that his words were "I'll kill the bitch if I
ever find her". So much for his Christian beliefs! To be honest I'm not
worried because he'll never find me but I've logged the neighbours'
comments with my solicitor just in case. Which reminds me; I've also
changed my will so everything I own will now come to you. Your father will
not receive anything apart from the value of the house.

My new address is as above and I love my little cottage so am very
happy. I've already joined several things in the village so am keeping
busy. I've also got a part-time job to keep me occupied.

I'd love you and Sean to visit me during the summer so perhaps you could
suggest some dates that would suit both of you. In the meantime do keep in
touch and as you see I'm now on the telephone. I'm now using my maiden name
and nobody here knows I was married so when you write, be sure to use
Felicity Walker please.

Must go but once again thank you, and love to you and Sean.  All my love
Mum

"I'm so pleased that things have worked out okay with your mother Peter."

Peter smiled and pulled the guy he loved with all his heart into a kiss. He
often thought back to the moment he'd decided to speak to Father O'Brien
about his feelings towards other boys. If he'd not plucked up the courage
to do so, he wouldn't be sitting here now.

~~~~~

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