Date: Wed, 14 Dec 2016 08:15:23 -0800
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Subject: Priorities Book 2 Chapter 12 (gay/young-friends)

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				Priorities
		 Book 2 - Chapter 12 - Back to `Normality'

[Author's Note: Dear readers, finally, after a 4-month hiatus due to my
health, I've finally gotten back to writing. Thank you to all those who
expressed concern either directly to me or via another writer.]


*** ~~~ Trevor ~~~ ***

We spent an hour talking to Ange. She told us that Ange was French for
Angel. She seemed like a nice woman but I think we shocked her when we told
her that Roger and I were gay, and that we were a couple, but to her credit
she recovered quickly. Unknown to us, there was a reason she reacted as she
did. We found out that she and her husband had two children. Robert
(pronounced Ro-bear) and Jacques. Robert was 12 and Jacques (pronounced
like Zhock) was 9.

Daddy said he would prepare lunch for us all but Ange said, "Non. Monsieur
King. Please allow me. I would love to show you what type of things I can
prepare."

Daddy looked at her and said, "But you have no idea what we have or where
things are. Also, please just call us by our first names. No need for
formality."

Ange smiled and said, "Think...if I can prepare a nice lunch for everyone
without knowing those things, how do you believe it will be after I do?"

Daddy nodded and Ange went to work. She was fast! She flitted around the
kitchen and in about twenty minutes she'd prepared our lunch. She put
before us a salad, little finger sandwiches, and for dessert she'd made
crepes filled with whipped cream and some fresh strawberries she'd found in
the kitchen.

At the end of our repast the decision had been made to hire her on a trial
basis. She would work Mondays through Fridays from 6am until after dinner
was completed. Her duties included cooking, shopping, and light
housework. She would have the option of staying in the guest room or she
could commute. Daddy gave her a code to get into the gate and keys to the
front door. She was to have coffee and a light breakfast ready for about
7am.

What surprised me was she never asked what the position paid. I looked at
her and asked, "Ange, you've accepted a position with us but you never
asked what the compensation would be."

"Trevor, Henri has told me that your family are more than fair so I assumed
whatever I was paid would be adequate."

Dad was grinned when he heard that answer. "Ange, you've impressed me once
again with that reply. If it's acceptable, we will pay you $1,000 per week,
plus expenses. Your family will become an extension of our family. Please
invite your husband, assuming Henri will allow him an evening off, to
dinner here on Saturday, and by all means bring Robert and Jacques."

Once we were finished, I turned to Roger. He had tears in his eyes. We both
knew our weekend together was at an end. We hugged and I think we surprised
Ange when we kissed deeply for several minutes. "I love you Roger and I
will miss you until we're together again." I was having trouble not bawling
but wanted to be strong for him. I knew if I started crying so would he and
I didn't want to ruin what we'd had this weekend.

We looked and Ange had tears in her eyes. "You two are truly in love, I can
see that. Love so strong is a very rare thing. The fact it 's two boys
means nothing if the love is real." I smiled at her comment and I know
Roger appreciated it.

"Well, I'm looking forward to working with you, Ange. I will order you a
credit card to use for buying anything you need for the household. In the
meantime I will give you $500 in cash so you can purchase anything you will
need for Monday. Just bring us the receipts along with any leftover cash.

"Merci, Bobby, I have already taken a look at what you have here so I know
what I will need for Monday. I do believe $500 is far too much. I will take
$100, should it be more, which I truly doubt, you can reimburse me the
difference. Monday afternoon, when Nick and the boys have returned from
school I will know what I will need for the rest of the week and we can
decide how to acquire it. Then, on Fridays, I will give you a list of what
I will need the following week and we can discuss how and when to get it."

Again, I think Dad was impressed. "Works for me."

Henri and Marine told Roger to get his things together and bring them
downstairs as they needed to leave. The restaurant was closed on Sundays
but it was time they were getting home.

Roger and I went upstairs and once in my room we kissed again. I was
holding him fighting off tears when I heard him crying. Through his tears
he said, "Trevor, you have become my entire world. Last night was the most
beautiful experience I've ever had and I look forward to us repeating it
often. Our time apart will be difficult but knowing I have some of you
inside me will make it better."

His words brought tears to my eyes and I replied, "Last night was just as
magical to me, Babe. We will definitely do it again, but we shouldn't force
it. If it feels right for us to make love like that we'll do it, but if all
we need is to hold one another then so be it."

We gathered his things and went downstairs. The adults had been talking and
it was agreed that since Ange's husband, Michael, had to work in the
restaurant he would bring Jacques and Robert to our house each evening
after they got home from school. He would go to work and the boys would
join us for dinner.

Roger and I hugged as they were heading out the door. Then, all too soon,
he was gone. My heart felt a far emptier than it had been all
weekend. Daddy turned to me and said, "It's hard for those we love to leave
us, even if we know we'll see them again very soon. Keep his love in your
heart and it will help you bear the times you are apart."

We spent the rest of the day in the hot tub or lounging around the living
room either reading or watching a movie on television. At about 6pm, Dad
said for us to get ready, he was taking us out for dinner.

We went to a place that served Bar-B-Que. It was amazing. The ribs were
succulent, the BBQ Chicken was moist and tasty. The beans were the best I
ever remember eating.

I made a comment that this food tasted more wonderful than I can ever
remember anything like it tasting. Daddy looked at me and said, "Trevor,
when you're in love everything seems better."

At the end of the meal we returned home. It was only about 8:30pm but for
some reason I felt very tired. I told my parents I would see them in the
morning and, after hugs and kisses all around I went up to my room. It was
hard looking at the bed, knowing I was going to be in it alone.

I took a shower, again, missing the fact that I didn't have Roger sharing
it with me. After drying myself I walked, naked, to my room, grabbed my
phone and texted Roger.

Trevor: I miss you so much!

After a moment, he replied.  Roger: Not as much as I miss you, but we will
see each other in less than 12 hours.  Trevor: You are in my heart and I
know you will be in my dreams. I love you Rog.  Roger: And I love you,
Trev. Good night.  Trevor: Good Night.

*** ~~~ Roger ~~~ ***

With a tear in my eye I put my phone down. This entire weekend, from
meeting Jim and Zac, then meeting Patrick and helping him through his
moment of indecision, to last night and all the wonderful emotions it
brought had been perfect. I couldn't think anything could top it.

As I lay in my bed, my thoughts turned to last night. As I slowly stroked
my erection, I thought of Trevor. The next thing I knew it was morning and
my alarm was going off to wake me for school. I don't remember cumming last
night and there was no evidence of it either on my body or in the
bedclothes.

Looking at the clock I realized I needed to get ready for school. Trevor
would be by to pick me up in a little over an hour... I couldn't wait.

*** ~~~ Trevor~~~ ***

After my alarm woke me from a wonderful dream about Roger, I got out of
bed, took a shower, and got ready for school. When I went downstairs Dad
was in his usual spot, Daddy was sitting drinking a cup of coffee and Ange
was preparing breakfast. Also, sitting at the table were two boys. I looked
at them and they were quite good looking boys. The older, Robert, looked at
me and I got a real funny feeling from the way he was looking at me. It
reminded me of the way I must have looked at Roger before I told him how I
felt about him. He was looking at me with what I could only call
`lust'. The younger boy, Jacques, was trying to hide behind his hands. He
was, in my opinion, the cuter of the two boys.

I approached Robert and held my hand out to shake. He paused and stared at
my hand, probably expecting a fist bump but he recovered and took it and I
swear he held it longer than he needed to. His hand was moist and soft. His
grip wasn't strong, but it felt powerful in its own right, I guess you
could say it exuded confidence. I introduced myself and he did the same.

"As I'd arranged with your dads, Trevor, I brought the boys with me so
after I prepare breakfast I can take them to school." The fact that she
felt it important to explain herself to me kind of made me feel more
important.

I took a seat at the table and Robert chose to sit next to me. There wasn't
much room since we had three more people than usual. The adults talked as
we ate our fruit, croissants, and drank our juice. Not much was being said
by us kids.

Robert leaned close to me and whispered in my ear, "I think you're really
cute."

I turned to him and the surprise on my face must have been evident. I
excused myself and told the adults I needed to go back to my room to get
some supplies I'd forgotten to put in my bag.

I ran up the stairs and closed my door. I was upset. Not with what Robert
had said, but because on some level I thought he was cute too.

I was quiet on the way to school. I felt bad about my feelings after seeing
Robert. "What's wrong, Babe? You've been quiet. Are you having second
thoughts about what we did Saturday night?" Roger asked, on the verge of
tears.

I looked at him, wrapped my arms around him and cried into his shoulder. I
was deeply sobbing and, after a minute or so I choked out, "I'm sorry,
Roger, I really am. It's not what we did, I still feel that was amazing,
but I met someone today and it was weird. He said I was cute and I thought
the same about him! I don't deserve you!"

"Wait a minute, you met someone? Where could that have been? Were you out
early this morning?" he asked, confused.

I'd calmed some and was no longer crying. "When I came down for breakfast
this morning, Ange was there with her two sons. The older one, Robert, is
12. I think he's gay, Rog. He sat very close to me at breakfast and while
my parents were talking to Ange, he whispered in my ear that he thought I
was cute. He had been looking at me like I believe I was looking at you
before we told each other how we felt. But the worst part was, when he told
me that, I thought he was too!" With that confession, I broke down again
and cried again into his shoulder.

He held me for a while before pushing my shoulders back so he could look
into my eyes. "Trevor, remember what you said at the lake with Jim and Zac?
I even made a comment about it." He saw that I didn't remember so he told
me, "I may own the restaurant but I still like to look at the menu?"

I smiled a bit before he continued, "We're both going to see guys we think
are cute. Hell, before I was adopted, Eric came on to you. I have to admit
he's pretty darn cute, don't you? Did that change anything? You told him
you have a boyfriend and, that was that. You can appreciate someone who
looks good without it being bad. I LOVE you Trevor. You are the only boy I
want to be with. Sure, we'll have friends, and I am sure we'll see guys we
think are cute, but you're the only one for me."

He hugged me again tightly and whispered, "I love you so much, Trevor."
Then he kissed me, right there next to Daddy's car. He wiped the tears from
my face and led me, hand-in-hand, into the building to the nearest bathroom
so I could wash my face.

The rest of the day was pretty normal. We went to classes but at lunch one
of the boys from the gay student's club approached me. "Hello Trevor,
Roger. My name is William. I'm happy to meet you but, I've been asked by
several of the boys to make a request. They would like you to run to be an
officer in the Alliance. In my own opinion, I'd like you to run for
President." He paused a moment before continuing, "You see, while Garrett
is a good person, and a good friend, he, in the opinion of those who've
asked me to talk to you, isn't the best person for the job. He tends to
jump to conclusions, he doesn't think things through before acting."

To say I was shocked would be an understatement. I could tell Roger felt
pretty much the same way. "William, I'm quite new here. I don't think it
would be appropriate for me to join and then immediately try to basically
take over the group you have all built. Why would you think I'm the right
choice?"

"Several of the boys have talked to you since you've been here and they get
the impression that you think before you act. We can tell you are
intelligent, and, if I were to be totally honest, even if you weren't, we
feel you would be a better choice than Garrett."

"Isn't there someone else?" I asked.

"We're afraid there isn't anyone who would have a chance of winning over
Garrett other than you. You're a `King' after all. That commands
respect. Not to mention that one of your fathers is Headmaster."

I didn't feel right about this, but, didn't want to dismiss it out of
hand. "William, this is a big decision. Allow me the weekend to consider
your request." I said.

"See, this is what we're talking about. You didn't jump either way. This is
what we need." William enthused.

I needed to think about this. I needed to discuss it with Roger, Daddy, and
Eric. Is this something I really wanted to do? What possible ramifications
were there? How would Garrett react? These and more questions kept running
through my mind.

*** ~~~ Garrett ~~~ ***


I've been a little worried about this whole election thing. I know I'm not
the most popular guy in the Alliance, but, next to Eric, I've been in it
the longest. He doesn't know it but I have had the most intense crush on
Eric for a long time. I just wish I knew how to tell him. He's taken a real
liking to the new kid, Trevor. I'm just happy Trevor's with Roger or I'd be
in trouble if I ever think I could get together with Eric.

"Earth to Garrett, come in Garrett." Matthew says, sitting across from me
in my living room.

"Yeah, Sorry. I guess I zoned out for a few minutes there..." I trailed off
at the end.

"So, I was saying...I've heard that some of the other boys are trying to
find someone to run against you."

"Any idea of who?" I ask.

"I'm not sure, but I'll find out over this weekend, now, how about I give
you another blow job to help you relax." Matthew said with a grin.

*** ~~~ Trevor ~~~ ***


"I completely agree with you, Trevor. It would give the wrong impression
for you to take over leadership of the Alliance. As you thought, you need
to bring Eric and Garrett into this discussion, I am certain you three will
work it out." Dad told me after he, Daddy, Roger and I talked it over
Friday evening after Dinner.

"I think it should happen soon, and not at school. What do you think of
inviting them to the house this weekend?"

"I think that's an excellent idea!" Daddy replied.

I took that in, picked up my phone and texted Eric.

Trevor: Sup Eric: Not much, I'm surprised to hear from you on a Friday
evening.  Trevor: Can you call me now?  Eric: Is there a problem?  Trevor:
Just give me a call, there is too much to discuss in text.  Eric: Okay, I
will call in a few minutes.

Dad looked over at me and said, "I think it's good that you can handle this
in the manner you are. Nick and I will leave you and Roger to deal with
it."

"Actually, I'd prefer it if you both stayed." I wasn't afraid of what might
be said, and I believed they might help me with the next phase of this if
they heard the interaction between Eric and I.

About that time my phone rang. I answered it, putting it in speakerphone
mode.

Trevor: Thanks for calling, you're on speaker. Both my parents, Roger and I
are in the room.  Eric: Wow, did I do something wrong?  Trevor: (laughing)
No. But something has come up I feel we should discuss.  It has to do with
the alliance.  Eric: Well, I can come over if it's convenient.  Trevor:
That would be good. You know where we live?  Eric: Everyone in town knows
where you live. I will be there in about 20 minutes. Do I need to bring
anything?  Trevor: No, I don't think so. Thanks Eric, we'll see you soon.

Over the next twenty minutes I went over in my head how I wanted to present
this. As I was thinking, I remembered something I'd neglected to tell
Roger.

"I got an email from Patrick yesterday. He said he'd gotten a horse. He got
it from a friend of his, a boy who has Leukemia. It's cool cuz the horse's
name is Patrick's Dream. He was so proud that he was allowed to attach the
picture Jim had taken of him by his horse all by himself. It's a beautiful
Palomino Mustang."

"Cool!" Roger exclaimed. "Maybe now we will get more pictures of him and
his family."

About that time the gate buzzer sounded. Eric's father brought him
by. Trevor met them at the door. "Good evening Mr. Pressman, Eric, welcome
to our home. Would you please follow me to the family room. My parents are
there."

Mr. Pressman replied, "My, you do have probably the best manners in one so
young I've ever met. Nice to meet you Trevor, I'm Frank."

We shook hands then I led them to the family room. "Dad, this is Eric
Pressman and his father, Mr. Frank Pressman. They both already know
Daddy. Frank sits on the board of the Academy."

Noticing, I believe, that Dad was about to scold me at using Mr. Pressman's
given name, Frank said, "Just to be clear, I asked Trevor to call me by my
first name when not at official functions. It's nice to meet one of our
town's leading citizens and heir apparent to the King Dynasty."

"Thank you for the compliment, and for saving Trevor an undeserved tongue
lashing. But, if you are referring to me as the heir to, as you call it,
the King Dynasty, I must correct you. Once we adopted Trevor, my father and
I agreed he should take over when my father retires. That won't be for
about 10 to 15 years so Trevor will learn what he needs to and completes
his education."

"Actually, Nate and I are quite good friends and he alluded to that being
the case." Frank replied.

"Dad, if it's okay with you, I'd like to take Eric and Roger to talk over
the issue at hand. That way you and Daddy can talk with Frank?"

"That would be good, Trevor."

With that I showed Roger and I took Eric to the kitchen and I invited Eric
to take a seat. Roger went to the refrigerator and got a pitcher of sweet
tea as I retrieved three glasses. Roger served our beverages as I got down
to the heart of the discussion. I explained William's approach in the
hallway at school the other day. I told him I wanted to discuss it with him
before I approached Garrett.

We discussed the pros and cons of my running against Garrett when I said,
"Why don't I run as Garrett's running mate. He would hold the Title of
President and I would assume the title of Vice-president."

After a moment, Eric said, "That might just work. We present a united front
in running our group. Garrett's detractors would be appeased by you being
involved. That is an excellent solution."

"If you are available tomorrow, I would like to invite Garrett over to
discuss it."

"I don't see a problem, but I would need to confirm with my father" Eric
replied.

The three of us, after cleaning up our mess in the kitchen, returned to the
family room.

Eric addressed his father. "Dad, Trevor would like to meet with Garrett and
I tomorrow around Lunchtime. That is assuming his parents approve."

"Nick and I have already given our consent to this. Trevor explained what
he wanted to do before you arrived." Dad averred.

"There might be a problem. I have something I need to do tomorrow and
wouldn't be able to bring Eric." Frank replied,

"Why doesn't Eric just stay here tonight?" Daddy inquired.

Frank hesitated for a moment. Eric then stated, "That actually makes much
sense. Dad. That way I'd be here and Trevor, Roger and I could further
prepare for our meeting. If I know you, you'll be worried about what I'd
wear tomorrow."

"Actually..." Frank began before Dad said, "We could always launder his
clothing. That way they'd be clean for him in the morning. Trevor could
provide him a robe to wear while his clothing is being washed."

Daddy then cut through the fog...  "If you're concerned to allow three gay
teenagers to sleep-over, I can assure you that will not be an issue. Eric
will be welcome to use one of our guest rooms tonight. Besides, Trevor and
Roger are totally committed to each other."

"Well, if it's not too much of an imposition and if Eric is willing, I
don't see any problem with it." Frank replied.

"Cool. Thanks Dad, and thank you Mr...um...and Mister King?"

Dad laughed at Eric's conundrum before saying, "Nick and Bobby will be
fine, Eric...in informal situations, but, should you want to know, the
proper honorific when my husband and I are both are present is Misters
King."

"Well, then, since it appears we're all set, I'm going to head out. Eric
can call me if he needs transportation home at the end of tomorrow. It was
nice meeting you, Bobby and Nick. We'll have to get together again." Frank
said.

"Excuse me, but we're going to go upstairs to my room. It was nice meeting
you Frank."

Roger, who'd been relatively silent also chimed in with a similar comment.

Eric, Roger and I then went upstairs. Eric said he was impressed with my
room. I asked him if he had Garrett's phone number and, finding out that as
I'd suspected he did, I asked him to call him or give me his number so I
could call to invite him to lunch tomorrow. Eric decided that until and
unless he'd been given permission to give Garrett's number out, he'd prefer
to call him.

Garrett had no problems coming tomorrow around eleven. That task done, I
had an idea. "How would you guys like to take a soak in our hot tub?"

Eric seemed to hesitate before saying, "But, I have nothing to change into
to do so."

"Well, Roger and I, and my parents, usually don't wear anything when we are
in the hot tub. If that is too embarrassing for you, I can provide you with
a suit. Also, if Roger and I being nude offends you in any way, we'll wear
suits as well."

Eric was blushing fiercely. Nervously he said, "When we first met I was
attracted to you but when you told me you and Roger were a couple I've
respected that. My initial thought was to request that we all wear suits,
however, I think to other times I've been in hot tubs with friends. In
those cases, there wasn't any issues with us going nude. I think it might
be fun!"

Roger and I started taking off our clothes which caused Eric to ask, "You
mean you disrobe here and walk to the hot tub naked? Don't your parents
mind?"

"Why should they? They may even be in there already. See, Eric, we're all
guys here. We're all gay. My parents are in a relationship and neither is
seeking anyone outside of that. Roger and I are in the same circumstances,
so, no, they won't mind."

Once we were all wearing what we were born with we left my room and headed
downstairs. As I suspected, Dad and Daddy were already in the hot tub,
their clothing on a lounge chair.

I could tell Eric was slightly embarrassed by my parents seeing him in that
state of dress, but, to his credit, he handled it well. We all talked about
the planned meeting for the next day.

After about 45 minutes I said it was probably time we got out and headed up
to shower and get some rest. Once out of the hot tub, Eric turned to my
parents and said, "I'll be honest...when Trevor asked if we wanted to come
into the hot tub, and do so naked, and then I found out that you both might
be in it also naked, I was a little bit worried. But as Trevor told me it
was no big deal. You see, being the only gay person in our house makes some
things a little awkward, it's refreshing to see those conditions don't
exist everywhere. Thank you."

As we were heading upstairs I asked, "So, was I what you expected?"

Eric replied, "I'm not sure what you mean."

I looked at him with a smile and said, "When we first met, you were almost
literally undressing me with your eyes, so, did I live up to your
expectations?"

"Trevor, honestly, both of you exceeded my wildest dreams."

"Good, because you exceeded ours."

We all had a good laugh. Afterward, I showed Eric to the guest room so he
could shower and get some sleep. Roger and I showered and did the same.

[To be Continued]