Date: Fri, 16 Oct 2020 20:00:21 +0000 (UTC)
From: ozzalone65@aol.com
Subject: Lieutenant Gorham (A Priests Need (7)

This is a fictional story that is for a character from my current tale
'with the Ramgards' that I have been writing.
A few were taken with the character Gorham. The the village guards
lieutenant that I surmised the hot manly man needed a tale all his own.
It tells of his need to help young men escape the clutches of an
intolerant church. And the boys he saves. But this is told at the point
of view of said boys.
There may be man-beasts in this tale. But not the predominant fixtures of
the story. It is for the hot and hairy Gorham

Do enjoy.

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Lieutenant Gorham
(A Priests Need (7)

... Marin felt his heart start to pound in his chest. This was something
he never expected. An explanation of why they were there. And it was all
here in this chamber. Old strange things from the past. Things not even
mentioned in the sacred scrolls. These scrolls that they have followed
for thousands of years it seems.

"What I am about to tell you Martin will shock you to your very core"
Gorham began.

Martin feared he may not wish to hear this now. But curiosity was too
strong. So he asked the huge man to continue. So Gorham started to tell
him the truth of their civilization. How what had been laid down in the
sacred scrolls was mostly fiction. Just the thoughts and ponderings of
the current civilization trying to make scenes of it all.

"Good Martin" he said
"What we know as who we are is a tiny piece of our history"
"From what we are lead to believe. We have been here for many many
millennia."
"This is false"

Martin's face became white as he feared what this great man would about
to tell him. But Gorham continued.

"From what I have deciphered" He continued
"We have been here only about 2 thousand years"
"But we come from a vast civilization that may have been here thousands
of years before us."

He then opened the book. There was a visage of a massive village. Just
like the unclear image on the wall. But in this clear covering the pages
of this book were crisp and untouched. The words at the bottom read 'New
York'
Martin could not understand what that meant. So he asked. Then the huge
man that was head of all guards said to him what this was.

"This was how they named this vast city" Gorham said
"It was a massive civilization. "
"Dwarfing all the cities in the world currently"

He continued how there were many vast cities such as this. Amd that
something cased the demise and death of this great civilization.

"How can they make structures so high?" Martin asked
"They have to be over a hundred feet high"
"Oh much higher dear Martin" Gorham stated
"These two here. At least a thousand feel each"

Martin loomed at the man in astonishment. This could not be possible. But
there was the image before him. So of course he asked more of the guard.
And then he asked why then was there all this scripture that may be after
everything false. And if so, why was he there to follow something like
this religion if it was all lies.

"Then why do you follow it?" he then said thr Gorham.
"If you don't believe?"

Gorham stopped Martin there. He had t explain his point if view. Why he
took thia position and that there was a purpose to it all somehow.

"No my friend" he said
"Its is not that I do not believe"
"I do. To some extent"
"I believe that there was a God. A creator. Many many millennia ago. To
far passed our time here."

Martin looked at the big string brute if a man. Huge and massive he was.
But he had a gentle face. A face if true kindness that no ibe else in
this city seemed to have.  And as he was telling him so much more than he
needed to know, it made the man somewhat alluring. Even more so that his
manly rugged looks.

"Far beyond even when this massive city was created there was a God" he
continued.
"Bit. I believe that the people from before"
"The ones here. In this great place"

He pointed to the huge city with its massive structures. This 'Nee York'
as it was called

"These people grew arrogant abd ungodly" he added
"So the master if all wiped the earth clean"
"And then he left it. Never to return."

Martin pondered this. It was fantastical, but he seemed to believe it.
The possibility of of a race of human that grew so great that they needed
no God. And the vengeance of a God that was scorned by them. Not exactly
a nice God to annihilate them all. But it was probably just.

"So why are we here?" Again Martin asked
"If God killed them all"
"Why are we here?"
"Simple." Gorham then stated
"He left the seed of creation behind"
"God ended the old civilization. But left the seed behind"

He sighed deeply. His huge chest rising and falling as he did. Martin
looking at the massive man. He was a big brute if a man, but a stunning
looking man at that. Martin was finding he could not take his eyes off
Gorham.

"Maybe he may return one day" Gorham finally said

Martin looked at thr massive forearm and then up to his face. Then again
asking why Gorham followed the laws. Especially if they were all
questionable at the least.

"We need order" Gorham replied
"If there us anything needed in this world is order"
"Even if its a bit off"

He smiled as he said that. His face growing handsome with nice teeth.
Martin shyly smiled back at him. Then as if anticipating what Martin was
thinking the big man reached dor his shoulder and squeezed lightly.
Martin was surprised such a man had such a gentle touch.

"Except maybe the sin on your mind" he then said
"What? What do you mean?" Martin chirped
"Sins of flesh dear Martin"
"I know what you are thinking"
"For I know everything here"

Martin felt himself getting nervous at what he seemed to get where the
massive man was going with this. Was the big man going to judge him. And
if he knew everything, did he know about his indiscretions with the other
young priests. He feared that somehow the man did. But Gorham just smiled
softly. Then he continued to tell Martin what he meant.

"I do not condemn live dear Martin" he started
"Or need"
"We all have them."
"I certainly do"

Then the big smiled at Martin more. Then he leaned back 8n his chair. His
huge chest pushing out at the shirt he wore. His chest puffing up as he
breathed in.

"Do you like men?" Gorham then asked

Martin looked at him with a shock filled face. He could not believe the
man asked him such a thing. But there ir was before them. The somewhat
awkward question that was thrown out there for him to answer. And martin
knew that the man realized his inclinations towards men. So he just told
him the truth. That he did. But tried to push it back by suggesting his
teaching didn't allow such a thing, regardless of where the conversation
had turned.

"Yes sir Gorham" he then just blurted
"I do prefer the company of a man"
"But..!"
"Bit?.. Nonsense!" Gorham said back
"If you need the companionship of another man.  Have it"
"I will not judge you"

Martin then went back to the church and its laws. But that was when the
large guard plainly told him that most all men that had been condemned of
that crime were never really charged. He stated that the church decree
went out and that 'he' was the master of dealing with the punishment.

"I always let them go"
"Letting them flee their oppressors"
"Especially the younger ones"

He then began the tale of his younger brother that had been condemned for
such acts of sin. He was killed. Then Gorham stated that because of this
act by the church his faith waned. But he promised to be the guardian of
all like his brother. It was why he joined the guard. To protect those
that could not protect themselves in such a manner.

"What of the church?" Martin came back
"They do not question me" Gorham added
"For they fear me more than God"

Then Gorham reached down and groped at his crotch area. Martin could not
help but to look down as his big hand moved over it.  It was a gorgeous
bulge below the thick arm and meaty hand. He could not help but to lick
at his lips. Desire all consuming as he stared at the big rugged man
seated next to him. A
And Gorham could sense this. He could sense the want the priest had for
him. He was nit the first. And certainly would not be the last priest to
want him and his manly form. He smiled back bigger at Martin and spoke
plainly

"Do you desire me priest?" He asked quite plainly...

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To be continued