Date: Thu, 2 Feb 2006 14:59:39 +1100 (EST)
From: george <dog_oocl@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: Brotherhood 8

Warning: the following story contains graphic descriptions of male/male sex
between consenting adults. If that sort of thing bothers you, or you are a
minor, or it is illegal for you to read this type of content under the laws of
your area, don't read any further.

This is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual people or events is
purely coincidental.  Accolades, encouragement, suggestions, comments, and
corrections are welcome and gladly accepted. Flames will be utterly
ignored. dog_oocl@yahoo.com.au


Chapter 8.

After David left, I felt a bit light headed, wandering around the garden
aimlessly, pacing up and down the footpath, nothing to do except thinking
what might happen when I returned home, how to convince mom to come to
Sydney with me, how this fairy tale would end.  Everything happened too
quickly, I was getting a headache.  Besides, flying to Brisbane wasn't such
a good idea, I was scared shitless thinking flying first time!  I was
sweating, not a good thing.  I went inside the main house, checked out the
fridge, nothing much there except some cheese, found some crackers in one
of the pantry, that would be my lunch.  Tried to turn on the T.V., no
success, did't know where to start with so many buttons.  I jumped when the
phone rang, I eventually found the handset and it was David, enquiring it I
found anything to eat as he forgot to organise lunch for me.  He mentioned
some frozen T.V. food in the freezer, Oh, crackers and cheese would do me
fine.  I sat down on one of the leather sofas, munching away, thinking, I
might just be able to get use to all this.  Wandered back to our little
cottage, lied on the bed, turned on the little radio, I could smell his
scent on the pillow.  I held it tight against my chest, buried my nose in
it, and fell asleep.  I didn't hear him come in, when I opened my eyes, it
was still daylight outside. He was busy talking on the phone.

"Hey, did I wake you up?"

"No, I normally don't take nap during the day, I needed that one though,
with all those non-stop sex"

"Are you ready for more action now?"  He's getting cheeky.

He organised pizza delivery that evening.  While we were eating, he looked
at me seriously and said "I have something important to tell you", Alarm
bells ringing, "don't look so worry, I'm just going to tell you about my
conversation with Bishop Robinson this afternoon, which concerns both of
us" Listening "I told him all about you" "ALL?"  "yes, and what happened
between us, and asked him what his thoughts on my continuing to carry on my
responsibility as the priest for the Paddington parish"

"And?"

"He said, he personally is more than happy for me to carry on as normal,
but the current debates within the church on homosexual partnerships and
homosexual priests are extremely divisive, and my circumstances certainly
will not help my cause, he is certain that I could easily be labeled by
some church members as a rich spoiled kid who couldn't keep his vow and now
using his wealth to pursue an alternative life style, and soliciting the
services of prostitutes etc. etc."

"To Chase cocks?" "So to speak" "My being a rent boy and a kept boy doesn't
help?"

"That's only him analysing the likely scenarios and expected reactions from
some conservatives in the church, you should know my true feelings and
commitments towards you by now" he continued "he said if I keep going as a
priest, it will only make my life more miserable, and knowing my
background, he suggested I could do more good by putting my family wealth
to good cause, rather than saving a few souls preaching in the church, the
suffering public needs practical help, not more empty words, action speaks
louder than words, he said.  Then, I was told to take a month's leave and
use the time to think it over. In one sentence, I should resign and live a
different life, Brother David no more in 4 week's time" My heart missed a
beat, he's going to give up his priesthood for me, too much sacrifice.

I put my hands over his, tongue tied, all emotional, no words were good
enough to express my love and gratitude to this guy.  And he understood me.

"There's a couple of things I want you to take have" he took out from his
brief case a mobile phone, told me to write down its Nos. and showed me how
to use it.  Confused with those buttons.  Then a small pocket phone book
for me to write down his mobile No., the No. of this house, its address,
and asked me for the phone No. back home.  "We couldn't afford a phone, we
used our neighbor's phone mostly".  So I gave him the Nos. of our neighbor,
the Newmans.  Then, he handed a a wad of cash, "I don't need money, I have
some in my savings" "no argument, just take it, in case" Didn't count it,
but by looking at it, a couple of thousand bucks at least, generous man.

We decided early night, to catch the 5 a.m. flight, we must get up by 3.
While he was brushing his teeth in his boxer shorts, I was running the
bath, too early for bed.  Tested the temperature, undressed, stood behind
him over the wash basin, rubbed those little pine nuts slowly, mirror
fogged up.  Put my fingers through the chest hairs, wiggled my finger into
his belly button, followed the thin trail downwards, hot knob brushed the
back of my hand, wiry bush surrounded the thick root, tight sack with heavy
balls.  Down the boxer shorts.  Rubbed my cock against his crack, pushed
pass more wiry hairs, my pubes met his globes, my tip slid under his balls,
I was rocking side to side, sliding forward backward.

Back to the nipples, more rubbing, pinching, licking behind the ears, felt
him shivering.  He turned his head and kissed me, moaned, fluid exchanged,
tongues met, loved that minty flavor.  Heard the sound of running water,
tub must be nearly full.  Led him away from the basin, I got in first, he
followed.  We sat facing each other, big tub. Gay version of Pretty Woman
Eh?

My toes of both feet found their target, pulling the forekin up, then down,
better turned off the taps, too full.  Applied some soap, the whole thing
twitching, not too quickly, brother.  Slid my other hand under the water,
finger tip found the little opening, waiting for me, gaping like a gold
fish, sucking in my finger like a baby, I went a little deeper, knuckle
passed the ring, all in.  The second, followed by the third.  His face went
all red, his temples throbbing.  I shifted myself closer to him, his legs
wrapped around my waist, slowly I withdrew the fingers, replaced them with
the tip of my cock, so tight.  I nudged half an inch or so in, patience, my
friend.  A bit more, the crown passed the grip of the ring.  Hard work. I
wrapped both my arms around him, pulled him gently towards me, while at the
same time I wiggled deeper into him.  When it was all in, our faces were
inches apart, his eyes went all glassy, I was bouncing him up and down by
simply moving my legs.  I then laid back against the side of the tub, and
he started to ride my cock like a cowboy at the rodeo.  I used both of my
free hands to soap up his cock, masturbating him with a palm on each side,
sandwich formation.  I heard the groan, signalling he was close.  Leaned my
head closer until my lips touched the head of his cock, a deep throaty cry
followed by the eruption, hit my eye brows, my cheeks, dripped onto my
lips. The pulsating grip of his ring, the friction, that tight tight
tunnel, the smell, the taste of his sperm, Ahhhh, I let out a loud cry and
let go, shooting, shooting, endlessly, into him, to get deeper, to shoot
deeper. To dive into that deep blue sea, looking for the love I longed for,
right there, just in front.

When I opened my eyes, I saw his blue eyes staring down, with me lying on
the bathroom floor resting my head on his naked thighs.

"You slipped under the water, blacked out, almost drowned" "Good for the
tabloid"

"I think I better call in my doctor Dr. Winters to check you out" "No
fucking way, what are you going to tell him? I almost drowned while fucking
you in the tub? No No No, I'm quite OK"

That night I was restless, tossing around. "Are you OK? something bothering
you, tell me please" "Well, mmm, I've never got on a plane before, a bit
worry, don't know what to expect, thats all" He chuckled, "I tell you what,
I'll come with you, if the plane goes down, we'll go down together" "Don't
talk nonsense, I'll manage, you stay here and wait for me" "No, I want to
come, I'm on leave, if you remember.  Besides, I can keep an eye on you"

Love has no bound....


To be continued.....