Date: Fri, 20 Jan 2017 02:16:14 +0000
From: Harry Scott Hayden <harryscotthayden@outlook.com>
Subject: "The Priest That Was Loved" - Chapter 6 - Tough To Hide

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"The Priest That Was Loved" - Chapter 6 - Tough To Hide (Nifty/Gay/Adult-Youth)

Father Greyson


I hurriedly went out of the house as I do not want anywhere around Harry at
the dining table any longer than I had wished for, as my strong wish for
something to happen and affection towards him had grown rather
much. Especially in my groin region and it's making me squirmed with
discomfort. I was not able to get to control myself with Harry being around
me as my penis were having its own mind of reaction at the wrong place at
the wrong time.

It will be embarrassing if Harry or Hayden or both got to see the prominent
bulge in my pants. I immediately went silent and said a short prayer to
calm down myself, yet I am not sure if it ever does any good for me.

I felt guilty because of my actions and wickedly immoral of myself. The
solemn promise of celibacy that I had made was really being tested to a
great degree and to a very great extent by God and for that very few brief
period, I was really enticed to break my vow at any given second.


My real self was rapidly growing back in me. It's not what I am hoping for
when I decided to become a priest. I am just a normal priest on duty in the
Lord's work. In a sense of being there for the people or parishioner, who
needs my help and guidance. I'm supposedly be the strongest of them all, in
mind and spirit. But I am losing myself to temptation and lust. Its pretty
normal for average human being, for goodness' sake, I am a priest that had
taken vow of celibacy to the Lord.


I was practically emotionally wrecking as the only emotional state and
reactions I am having now was of Harry attraction towards me. It's in a way
that is clearly seen or understood and it was getting stronger and bolder
emotionally. It attracted like opposite poles of me to him like a magnet,
where it kept on pulling me over and over and as much as I wanted to
resist, it's not happening at any time soon. No one, I suppose that
something is the case by chance, be in a right mind will ever of serious
consideration or refuse to take notice of him for whatever reason it might
be.

Without a doubt, he is definitely a good, handsome, lean, sexy guy with a
gorgeous looking bubble bottom, that move from side to side with small
rapid movements when he walked and it could definitely seduce anyone and
everyone, be it boys, girls, man or women, just by looking at it and it
included me personally. Taking everything into account, he is a one
complete package boyfriend material.

I was too wrapped up in my thoughts about where my life were going and
thought of doing something with him was not exactly the right thing to
do. And now I am left with the thought of Harry's at the back of my mind
and I quickly walked away from the house, making my way towards the
church. I intended to carry on with my work as per normal as if it will
ever be normal. I dreaded the time being away from him after knowing and
spoken with him, and yet I appreciated the distance as it gave me my sense
of sanity and stability back into my life.

Without me knowing, I've reached the church ground and the first thing I am
in need to do was to go straight to the main hall alter, kneeling in front
of the giant cross, on a thick cushion that got placed on the ground and to
cast myself face down on the ground, with my hand clasp tightly on my chest
in humility and silently said my prayers. Seeking guidance and forgiveness
for the sins I had done.

It took me a while to calm down and proceeded to the community hall beside
the church and to begin my given duties to do at the parish. For now, I'm
assigned, as young priest, was to organize a community bonding with all the
youth in the area, especially teenagers between the age of 14 to 20 years
old.

Literally the church was not able to attract this age range of people to
the church. Parents had complained about their teenage sons and daughters
for being not interested in going to church on Sunday and it got them
worried. All of them are more preoccupied with the modern gadgets and life
style that the world have to offer.


So far from what I have seen while I was here for this short period at this
parish, the church had not ever organized any activities that of any
interest with all teenagers in this town. What they ever did was more of a
family oriented type of function.

So my first agenda on hand was to recruit a group of seniors from the local
high school to volunteers. So with the church permission, I set out on my
mission and I knew whom am I supposed to approached for the help I needed.


All through the days I had busied myself drafting out the proposal and
plans of the things that need to do to make all of this work. I do really
hope it will be a success and more youth will be at church for the coming
days.

The rest of the time, I had busied myself with helping the church, either
being in the confession booth, giving counseling to the parishioners,
having lunch at a local café that serve delicious sandwiches and
aromatic Arabic coffee, greet and meet with the town people and tried to
get myself known and acquainted with them all. Everyone seems rather
accepting of my presence and I felt elated and welcomed.


I was having my afternoon tea break around 3 o'clock and was walking
towards that sandwich café again, when I saw walking towards my
direction was Harry's and his friends who seems to just come out from their
school as they were still wearing their school uniformed. All of them were
equally good-looking guy, but I had my eyes set on Harry.

When they had neared to me, about 5 to 10 meters or so, I called out to
Harry for his attention. He stopped him in his track abruptly and turned in
a slow motion to look in my direction. When he saw that it was me who had
called him, he smiled that sweet, gorgeous smile and then he turned around
to speak for a few seconds to all of his friends and departed from them and
came jogging towards me.


I'm caught with the complete attention of Harry and in a feeling of
reverential respect of wonder just by looking at him. He had that
swaggering walk in a very confident and arrogant or self-important way. On
a positive note he looked so manly and perfect. His tight-fitting school
uniform, that hugged at his body nicely, revealing perfectly every curve
and the shape of his body in a most sensuous way. His pants were in a
smartly cut and yet his groin area was rather fully compact and slightly
stretched. My GOD he was really an angel in disguises.

I'm snapped from googling on Harry, when I heard my name being called
multiple times. I turned to look at its source and grinned widely when I
saw it was Harry.


"Father... Father... Father Greyson... Are you alright?" I heard him
talking in his manly angelic voice. He noticed that I was not answering him
and was more of staring at his mouth that's open and closed when he was
talking. I only aware of the surroundings when he had placed his right hand
on my left shoulder. The connection felt warm and I was immensely absorbed
with the single touch.

"Oh... oh... sorry Harry I was just getting caught at the moment..." I
stuttered as I was answering to him as I turned away from the
embarrassment, of being caught of gawking at him.

"It is okay Father. I heard you called to me and so what's up?" Harry
smiled sweetly at me, showcasing his perfect white teeth.

I looked kind of confused for the moment and tried to recall or remember
back what was going on a few minutes ago. I was intensely looking at Harry
and then I remembered.

"Oh Harry... I was just about to grab a bite of sandwich from that
café. Would you like to join me as I had a few things that I need to
discuss with you." I took a deep audible breath expressing relief and
tiredness. I could not believe that I was able to have this conversation
with him without ever looking astonished of his being.


In my heart, I am hoping for him to agree with my invitation for some bite
with me. I looked at his face for acceptance of the offer and I was highly
elated when he nodded his head in agreement. My heart was bursting of a
great happiness and triumph. If it's not a public place, I might jump off
to him to embrace.

So, both of us started to walk side by side pretty closely with each
other. Occasionally, our hands will be brushing each other, either
deliberately or not, sending tingling feelings in my whole body. When that
happened, I took a glance at Harry and saw he blushed, not really sure why,
but I would just assume, it was because of our non accidental hand
touches. He was extremely looking so cute as he was blushing.


When we have reached the café main door, I pushed it open wide and
ushered him to go ahead with a slight jolt of my head in the direction, of
the inner of the café. Without me realizing of my polite gesture, I was
putting my right hand on his lower back, right at the top of his school
pants, touching lightly the black Cordova Leather Belt to gently push him
further into the café and pass the doorway. My hand felt comfortably
strange and when I realized it was still holding the back of his body, I
quickly move my hand away from his back and now I am the one that was
blushing. Harry saw and felt of my nervous reaction and turned to look at
me.

"Do you know that you look cute when you are blushing!" He gave a hearty
laughed and I followed suit and tapped his shoulder in a friendly by
gestures. Not knowing to him, I just wanted to hug and kissed him
badly. Damn you Harry. How much you have played the game of temptation with
me. I hope you knew what you are doing as it was taking absolute effect to
me,

We have ordered the sandwiches and drinks, coffee and tuna sandwich for me,
hot chocolate and double-decker BLT for him, at the deli counter. His
sandwich was overly filled with bacon, lettuce, and tomato. He wanted to
pay for the purchased but I prevented him from paying and said that it was
all my treat. That gesture itself had me accidentally to touched his hand

"We should do more of this Father and I will get free food always." Harry
was clowning around with me.

"Can you stop with the father thingy and just call me Greyson okay, and if
by treating you with food will make me get more spending time and talking
with you, I do not mind it at all Harry." After the last sentence, I'm
shocked, confused, indecisive, puzzled and immediately looked up side way
at Harry for his reaction.

He was smiling widely as he turned to liked at me and said, "I would really
love that to Greyson. getting to know you and talking with you while
finding common ground and interest that we might share and do together." He
kind of bashful when he was saying all of that and yet you could definitely
see that he was making himself to blush again.

"You look cute too when your blushing." I remarked at him and chuckled a
laugher. He blushed a deeper red and laughed softly.

We continued walking towards an empty table with the food tray in our
hands. As we reached the table, I had slide in on the long chair on one
side of the booth but instead of him sitting the opposite of me, he had
slid himself on my side and was pushing me further into the booth and he
sat beside me. While we were eating and talking, trying to get to know more
of each other, our legs were lightly brushing each other under the table,
not knowing whether it was on purpose or just by chance.


For that time, I tend to forget what exactly that I wanted to discuss with
Harry. We were having so much fun being close intimately, just talking,
laughing and soaking in each other physical being of one another. I am,
loving every minute of it. I assumed that Harry was by far enjoying the
togetherness just by the reaction he was giving me.

Time really passed by quickly when you are having a good time. We finished
eating our meal, cleared the table of our trays and left over rubbish and
walked out of the café together, side by side. Once we both were outside
the café, Harry had me stopped in my track and turned to look at me. I
was anticipating for him to talk to me. It looked rather awkward for the
both of us standing there just looking at each other. But the silence got
cut short when Harry talked to me.

"You have still not told me what you actually want to discuss with me
about. It seems like we were lost back there from the real agenda." Harry
reminded me of the missing information that I wanted to share with him.

"It is okay Harry. I was having a good time hanging out with you that I
totally forgotten about it." I replied.

"Sure Greyson, I have a good time with you too. Free food, free companion
with a priest, what else can a guy could ask for." Harry chuckled after
making that remark. "And maybe after dinner tonight at home, we can have
the intended discussion. Do not be late. The father will be back from work
around six and dinner will start at seven." Harry had suggested to me. What
a precise and wise young man.

"Sure Harry. I will see you back home and we can discuss about the things I
want to talk to you about." He gave me a big hugged and walked away towards
the house while waving at me, still with his sweet smile plastered on his
handsome face.

I was serendipitous and speechless when Harry hugs me. I think, it really
was not and does not expecting it at all. Still in unnoticeably shocked
reaction, I managed to wave back at him and waited until he was out of my
eye sight before I go ahead to walk back to the church with a big smiled on
my face.

Dear GOD you knew what is happening with me and I am seeking your
guidance. Amen!

Time had shown the six o'clock in the evening and it was time for me to
pack up all my things, documents, note-book and personal stationary, into
my messenger bag. I quickly left the church ground and heading for home and
be with Harry, of course Mr. Hayden too. Strangely, I felt very excited to
see Harry again. It felt as if the time I was with him in the café was
very short. It never occurred to me that I could get easily excited, just
of thinking of someone. And to me, the thought of Harry's was all worth
while.


At the time of the future, it will be more difficult for me to stay in the
same house with Harry and Hayden. My conflicting feelings of myself would
be very hard for me to hide from Harry knowledge at any time. But I will
try the very best to hide from his and Hayden knowledge and to keep up
self-respect and dignity I have as a priest. This by far, was the best deal
of a living condition that I had come to embrace. Living in a home where
love was a plenty being shared around.

So help me GOD!


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