Date: Mon, 20 Mar 2017 00:26:46 +0000
From: Harry Scott Hayden <harryscotthayden@outlook.com>
Subject: "The Priest That was Loved" - Chapter 12 - The Four Knights

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"The Priest That was Loved" - Chapter 12 - The Four Knights
(Nifty/gay/Adult-Youth)

Harry

The period of seven days did pass by so gradually. My best friends desired
to know, why I am smiling all the time, like the Chester shire Cat
throughout day in school. As though, the sun was shining brightly with a
ray of sunshine over me. I would be grinning widely, and have that look of
love struck plastered on my face.

It's likely been a day of dreaming and moping in classes and during the
lunch break. I'm in my own world and thinking of things, rather than being
cheerful and talkative like any other day. Nonetheless, they were
exaggerating with my attitude as it was nothing serious. Unknowingly to
all, the thought of Greyson was consistently being on my mind. It became a
norm for me and it made me feel rather unsettling.

They had assumed to why I was behaving this way. In fact, they were rather
vocal in telling the group that I might have found someone to love and I am
glowing with pride. Literally, I have fallen in love with someone, but it
wasn't disclosed who's that person was. If it's a normal random guy from
school, it will not, be a bother to tell them. But it will be the talk of
the school and the town if they knew that I was in love with the local
young handsome priest, name Greyson. I'm hoping that Greyson will ever like
me back.

They were a great bunch of guys that I got to call my best friends from
high school. As thrust was our base on friendship, I had made known of my
sexual orientation to them; they were fine and wouldn't be judgmental of me
personally. The boys had become exceedingly, protective of my personal
being. It's an indication of them in accepting me for who I am and not,
what they expected of me.

It was a beautiful thing and feel that I could have ever imagined. They
were rock solid when they were with me. Like a wall barrier, preventing
others from hurting me. I am capable of defending myself, but with them
around, I knew that I am safe and they would do battle with me, whenever
time arises and they, being who they are and I love them to heart.

Let me tell you guys something in regard to the four knights in my life
that I have the privileged to call them my best of friends.

1. Jayden and Jordan Morales

They were a set of twin brother of an Italian Americana heritage. They're
unquestionably, was a freaking good-looking and a fine young man. Literally
they were literally the jocks of the school and pretty much an eye candy to
all the girls and some guys. But they were pursuing in different sports in
school.

Jayden love swimming and he was, remarkably, good at it. With a swimmer's
body build perfectly, six solid profoundly, sculptured muscle in his
abdomen. His body structure, uniformly, propositioned and he was,
basically, hairless. Being a swimmer, he practically, needs a smooth body
to glide through the waters when he was swimming. He loves shaving off his
body hair, which included the pubic hair and he incurred my help in doing
the shaving of his perfect body. Up till now, he was smooth as a baby's
bottom.

Every time, I felt tempted to touch, caressed, hold, groped his perfect
body. But as much I wanted to do it, nothing can ever persuade me to lose
the trust the he had given me and I did respect that.

Jordan was into athletics. Both being twins, Jordan had a rather similar
body structure as his brother, Jayden. But he was so much tanner due to the
exposure to the sun, during training's and school meets. The other
difference was that, Jordan pretty much love to keep his pit and pubic hair
to grow on him and it looked trimmed and kept proper. They were comparable,
as I have seen them naked on many occasions whenever they came for a
sleepover at my house.

Both are good at what they are doing and they had won many accolades to
proof. Their family is wealthy. Nonetheless, they weren't eager to flaunt
their wealth to anyone. However, every time, whenever we were enjoying our
time together, either is to the mall or the clubs, they would insist on
paying for our meals and other things. They weren't trying to make us feel
inadequate, but it was the generosity of their self being.

Their parents were a successful entrepreneur and had a booming chain of
restaurant serving fine dining Italian food, all over the country. Their
whole family was so warm and welcoming to every one of us. Over the years,
they had generously, made a large contribution to the church.

The twins were enthusiastic in befriending with us, after our first
encounter back in freshman year. Our individual personalities match and
complimented one another. We're friendly, communicable and approachable and
definitely, we aren't at all a fake person. We genuinely embrace each other
and since then, our friendship had grown to a level of trustworthiness.

2. Isaac Felix Bailey

Isaac was a Canadian with a Jewish ancestry. He transferred to our school
when his father was re-allocated to work in the USA. They had moved and he
joined the school in the beginning of our junior year. Being a quiet type
of a person, he didn't talk much with anyone. Any conversation with him,
answered either with a nod of his head or a one word answer. The rest of
time he will be isolating himself from others and be an anti-social.

He had joined in our group unexpectedly, when our History teacher assigned
him to do a school project, partnering with us. With time, he began to open
himself to us and his self-persona changes. He became the joker of the
group and he would be shooting his mouth in making us laugh no matter where
and what situation we are in.

Issac had the same body frame as me and he was in the same football team as
a wide receiver. He's a good runner and it amazed me every time I see him
run. Nevertheless, our height was comparable as he was shorter than
me. Being a football player and an avid gym freak, occasionally, we would
go along with him to the gym to exercise. His body toned and had a
beautifully sculptured stomach muscle and his chest is tight and smooth
with a six-inch dick to complement his body. For the moment he's a
non-homosexual guy and was available for the taking. He was a Casanova, as
in the last six months or so, he had at least change two or three

3. Donovan Harrington

He was the smartest among us. Definitely, a total geek and love to
immerging himself with reading a book where ever he goes. A great help with
anything to do with school work. He is the sweetest kind-hearted of a
person. He being a nerd made him the target for all the bullies in
school. They patronized him, physically and mentally. It was during his
darkest moments that we got together and become friends.

It was during junior year. The twins and I were walking along the empty
hallway after school hour when we heard locker, slammed hard. It got us
stunned and we rushed to the boys' locker room to investigate. What we saw
made us so angry. Huddled close timidly, both legs pulled into his chest
and wrapped in his arms. Donovan was crying silently, as his face covered
with streaks of tears. His shoulder was shaking from the hard sobbing that
he was on. Standing above him were three other juniors and they were
tormenting him.

"Branden, what the fucks are you doing?" I shouted at the bully and it
makes him jump a little from shocked. Their leader was Branden and though
he was bigger than me in masses, but I am a foot taller than him and it
makes me brave enough to face him.

"Fuck off Harry. It is none of your bloody business." Brandon looked
fixedly at me with his eyes wide open. His two other buddies, Matthew and
Robert, standing on his both side and directed their gaze in the direction
at the three of us.

"I will make it my pursuit, if you goad to ever touch him again." I
forewarned Brandon while the twins make a sudden move and be closer to
me. I felt guarded and lionhearted that they were there with me. They were
giving me the needed support and would move a muscle to do battle with me
if the situation arises.

"For what reason will you even care of him, Harry? He is not paradoxically
a friend to you or any of you guys. He's just a damn fucking person that
prefers not to associate with others." Brandon and his friends were
laughing together like a pack of hyenas.

I instantaneously gave a look toward the twins. And they immediately
understood what I was process of considering. They shook their head in
acknowledgement. I am infallible to whether if we were clairvoyant or a
good mind reader.

"That is where you are imprecise Brandon. Donovan is unequivocally our
friend, and we will not let any kind of bullies to try and hurt our
friend. Do you understand that Brandon?" I sycophantically stared at
Brandon intensely and the twins were shaking their heads in agreements.

As the clamour that was happening, I took a brief and hurried looked down
towards Donovan, noting that he was looking at me with the tear streaked
face. It broke my heart as I flashed him the sweetest smile that I can
manage. Donovan's smiles back at me and his smile brings joy and sunshine
to my heart. I felt so drawn to him and he looked cute being in that state.

I took a step and went towards the three bodies standing stoically in front
of me as they tried preventing me from getting to Donovan. But, with
determination, they didn't budge from their standing
position. Instantaneously the twins came to help in shoved them with an
exerted force from me. The three bullies stumbled back, creating some space
for me to get to Donovan.

They were unhappy for being rough at. Their eyes were blazing angrily, but
the twins stand rooted, protecting and preventing me of danger, risk and
unpleasant experience from the three bullies. I stretched my hand, Donovan
grabbed hold and I pulled him and standing close to me. As I smiled at him
and put a crossed one arm on his shoulder and turned to look at Brandon.

"As of today Brandon, we do not want to hear from anyone or by our self,
that you and your goon squad, ganging together to bully on him. You do not
even need a single word, to be spoken to him at all. Only God forbid, if
you ever laid a finger on him, we will defiantly hunt you down." I am
giving Brandon a final warning with a forceful tone in my voice.

"Fuck you Harry. You can have him all you want and it won't be bothering to
me at all." Brandon surrendered in defeat as he knew they had lost the
battle. He side glances to goon squad and moved from the locker room in a
hasty manner. Like a dog on a lease, they followed him. Ever since that
time, Donovan had been one of our best friends that lasted until our senior
years of high school.

I had a best friend named Dylan McPherson. We've grown up together since
childhood. We did go to the same kindergarten and up to the freshman year
of high school. Our friendship had been close and love doing lots of things
like any best friend do. However, during our sophomore years, I had outed
myself to him by confessing that I like him. Instead of accepting me for
who I am, he became a homophobic bastard.

The next day, he went on to tell every one of our friends at school and it
immediately became the pinnacle day, when everyone began tormenting and
humiliating me. Nonetheless, came four angels that changed my entire
self-perspective and converting my negative thoughts into positive
thinking. They made me realized that it's worth living as a gay guy and
they would be there and accepted me, despite of my sexuality. Dylan and I
parted ways and live our life the way we are supposed to live. To me, he's
someone who goes to the same school as me that I used to know.

As Saturday was imminently approaching and I waited anxiously, for me being
with Greyson. Though it was a short discussion, being with Greyson was like
a dream comes true. I love to gawk in amazement of the beauty and serene
outlook of his priestly state. That was how great of an effect he had on me
and I wouldn't have any other ways of being near or close to him. He's
emitting positivity's and compassion from his heart and soul and he shared
it with the people that were close to him. In his reserved, modest, and shy
outlook, he emanates a sense of peace and tranquillity and I embraced it
wholeheartedly.

On the Friday night we went to a local club for our bonding session. It's
where we had a good time being together, enjoying every moment spent with
each other. There're lots of drinks of beers, food and of course, dancing
till we were all exhausted. As all the other night out, we were having lots
of bantering, laughing and amusing behaviour that somehow got us laughing
at our stupid antics.

As the night rolled away, Isaac had suggested for a sleepover at his
house. All, but me, immediately agreed to the suggestion. Everyone was so
hyped to carry on with all the bromantic time together at Issac
place. Usually, we would be challenging each other in playing games on the
PS4 console till the wee hours of the night. As I stood there and began in
bringing my mind to an awareness of the promised that I've made to Greyson
for the Saturday, I sincerely declined.

"I am sorry guys; I really cannot make it tonight." I began to notice a
change in their physiognomy. I instantaneously felt a displeasure caused by
the non-fulfilment of their hopes and expectations for everyone and the
disappointed looked, emanated. Abruptly, they became quietude
forthwith. The pervading tone and mood of a place change as they had put me
in an awkward position. Unknowingly by everyone, I began to feel guilty.

"Nevertheless, for what reason Harry?" Unexpectedly, Isaac asked me, at the
same time looking straight at my face. Breaking, the silence that was
building in the air.

"All of you knew of the clergyman that was staying with me and my father,
Father Greyson?" I took a brief and hurried look at the guys and in unison,
they shook their heads. "I had promised to sit with him tomorrow to discuss
on a project that he supposedly needs to organize for the church youth
program." I delineate to them and was hoping that they did comprehend my
reasons to why I couldn't join them.

"Oh. I assume it's alright then." Isaac noted, but he didn't look at me,
when he was conversing. So was the rest of the guys, looking everywhere
else but at me. "You can go and spend time with him if you want to. I think
we have no right to stop you from doing so." Isaac looked woebegone, as he
spoke to me. I felt so disconsolate and I have been picking up some bad
emotional state from the guys as I communicated to. Am I abandoning them
for the sake of fulfilling my selfish desire and am not being a good friend
to them?

"Come on guys; please do not be like this. You have all made me feel so
bad. I am not purposely ditching all of you or any of you. It's just that I
have made adherence to Father Greyson that I will be home when he comes
back from church in the afternoon." I'm pleading for their
understanding. "As a further matter, the discussion had been held back for
quite some time and he just wants to get it going and I assume he needs my
help and opinions." They were still in silent mode.

"Even so, you can still be back home by then, if you leave early tomorrow
morning and still be with us tonight." I've been becoming speechless
hearing to what Jayden had said that to me. It's comprehensible for it to
work in that way. Nonetheless, I am speechless for words for a moment.

"Damn you guys. Please do not put me on the spot." I've lowered my voice
and it sounded rather sad. It's loud enough for them to hear me. I emit a
long, deep audible breath expressing my sadness, when I hear no response
from them.

"Look at me guys." They abruptly turned their head towards me, "Why don't
we just do this." They were listening attentively as I continued. "Instead
of Isaac house, why do not we do the sleepover at my house instead? As for
tomorrow, all of you can join in the discussion and can help to come up
with ideas and suggestion for the church youth project."

"CAN WE REALLY DO THAT?" They shouted in unison enthusiastically, emitting
a sense of happiness and delights back in their mannerism. As they, came
back to life, I inhalation and exhalation of air from the lungs and felt
relief.

"Of course, as it will be so much fun to hang out together." I was bursting
with pride and joy, looking at everyone happy faces. Every one of them did
look cute, on their own. We huddled together for a group hug and continued
walking, me being in the middle. A cab took us back to my house as the bus
operator had seized their operating hour. It wasn't a problem for us as
we've managed to squeeze all five of us into the cab.

When we arrived at my house, it was in total darkness and the source of
light, emitted from the road side lamp and the porch light. I began
unlocking the door and the guys without making any sound, everyone
sauntered up to my room in a ninja mode.

I've locked the front door and proceed into the kitchen first, to grab some
sodas and chips for the guys, back to my room. But, as I'm to enter my
room, I turned to look at the Greyson bedroom door. From the gap below, I
can see the glow of his night-light and it made me conjectured, if he was
afraid of the dark. I chuckled with that thought in my mind.

The entire time in my room, we were talking, laughing and eating the snacks
that I had brought up from the kitchen. It felt surrealistically wonderful,
being with every one of them. As we were so tired and exhausted, from the
day activities. One after the other, we started to doze and sleep on every
single space available on my king-size bed. Tried to imagine, five teenage
guys wiggled their ways in their boxer on the king-size bed. The moment
being close to one another was like an answered prayer of a gay boy. I
laughed at the thought of it.

I felt that GOD had blessed me with having them in my life. They were a ray
of sunshine, shining from the heavens above, emitting its warmth, within my
body, and soul. So, I had been praying, if we ever needed, to walk towards
a different path, fulfilling our obligation to live. I've asked and wished,
that the affection and respect, among us all, to remain strong and
plentiful, until the end of our life.

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