Date: Thu, 21 Apr 2005 18:56:09 EDT
From: Colcalverley@aol.com
Subject: Simon The Backpacker 12

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BEFORE WE START:

For all those bible scholars amongst you, I KNOW the arguments in this
story are weak and flawed, but I am not a theologian.  Please just accept
that these things do happen.


SIMON THE BACKPACKER - Part 12
By 'The Colonel'

I went in search of David to thank him for getting Jason such a prompt
operation.  He said that it would help alleviate Jason's suffering but that
he would be in pain for some days, maybe even weeks. The police had been in
and questioned Jason and wanted to know where he would be staying when he
came out.  `With me, at least until his injuries have healed.' I said.

`What I really need is to see you as a matter of some urgency to discuss
the reason for this attack' he said.

I guessed what was coming as I thought that he had guessed that Simon and I
were also gay, and he was wondering about the twins and, more importantly,
his son and whether we had `taken liberties' with them or tried to
influence them in any way.

I arranged for him to come over to my house at 8 o'clock that evening and
we could discuss it.

This was one encounter I was NOT looking forward to.

Back home I tidied around and when the twins came home I told them that
David was coming around that evening to `have it out' with me.  They told
me that they had been discussing things together during the day in the
light of the attack on Jason and had decided that they had better come
clean with their father about Ben's sexuality.  Bill also said that he now
considered himself bisexual as he was enjoying gay sex just as much as
straight, so this could be a double shock for Tony.  I told them that I
admired their courage and asked them to just reconsider one final time so
that they were absolutely certain that this was the right course of action.

At 7.30 they went next door to break the news.

The appointed hour arrived and David appeared at the front door.  He told
me that Jason's operation had gone well but that he was in a great deal of
pain.  Jason had also told him that he wanted to be discharged as soon as
possible so he would probably be out tomorrow.

`I expect you may have guessed what this is all about' he said

`Yes, I think I do' I said `and to save you the embarrassment of asking,
both Simon and I are gay.

`Oh' he said and put his head in his hands.  `I had been hoping that I had
jumped to the wrong conclusion, but this puts a very different light on
things.  What about the twins?'

I told him that I did not wish to discuss the boys' sexuality ad it was
really none of my business or his.  I told him that I had given them a
bedroom on their own with a double bed.  I also said that this was their
normal sleeping arrangement at home and had been from birth and, what's
more, they did not want anything else.  I also assured him that the boys
had not been coerced, persuaded or otherwise inveigled into any activity
they were not totally happy with.

David said that he was very relieved at this and proceeded to put on his
`pulpit voice' and preach to me about the evils of homosexuality using a
lot of quotes from the bible, mainly from the Old Testament.

When he thought that he had gone on long enough and that he had me by the
proverbial `short and curlies' I pulled out my (well thumbed) copy of the
bible and referred him to various texts in the New Testament where the
subtle difference was that God abhorred the homosexual act, not the person
committing it.  Also the God of the Old Testament, God the Father, was a
God of retribution, `An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth', whereas
the God of the New Testament, God the Son, was a God of love.  In fact he
had given us an eleventh commandment `A new commandment I give to you; that
you love one another as I have loved you.'  He also bade us to `Greet one
another with a brotherly kiss'.

`That's taken out of context' he said.

`Yes, I said, but I don't see you doing it'.

`No, he said, nowadays we interpret that as a handshake.'

`But this is the word of God' I said, `who are we to reinterpret it?  Don't
blame me if you see two men kissing in the street.  You see women doing it
often enough' I said.

`That's different!'

`What's different?' I said smiling.

He hummed and hawed and flicked between the texts I had given him, clearly
unprepared for the argument I had put forward.  `I'll have to go away and
give this careful consideration' he said.

He shook my hand by the front door and thanked me for listening to what he
had to say.  I replied in a similar vein and would have liked to give him a
`brotherly kiss', but thought that this might be a bit too soon.

When he opened the door to leave Tony and the twins were just arriving.
Tony looked a bit red in the face, but did not seem to be gunning for me.
The three of them passed the time of day with David and came into the
house.  We all went into the kitchen and sat at the table and Ben went
about making the coffee.  `We've told Dad everything' said Bill with the
merest glimmer of a wink to warn me not to say too much. `Yes, said Tony
and I'd like to thank you, Bob, for helping the boys through this very
difficult time.  If Simon's about, I'd like to thank him too.'

I said that Simon was still at the hospital with Jason and might well be
there all night.

`I'd never have guessed he queer boy' said Tony.

`Dad!' said Ben `Not a queer boy, he's gay.  Would you call me a queer
boy?' he said as he put the coffees on the table

Tony blushed.  He pulled a small bottle of brandy from his pocket and put
some into his and my coffees and put the bottle on the table.

`I'm so glad that you're taking this well, Tony.' I said `You have two
wonderful sons, boys to be proud of and I am proud to be able to call them
my friends.'  Bill surreptitiously picked up the brandy and poured a slug
into his and Ben's coffees.

`I don't know what I'm going to tell Moira' Tony said.

`Don't worry' I told him `Mother's have a way of accepting these things.
Sometimes they know before they're even told.  They are her sons, the fruit
of her womb, and I believe she will love them come what may.

`I do hope so' said Tony `but I must go now, I've left Albert in charge of
the bar and if I don't hurry back he'll have drunk all the profits away'.

I went to the door with him and as he was about to leave I said with a grin
`Tony, I think I ought to tell you that I'm a queer boy too'

He put his hand on my arm and said `I half suspected that when the boys
told me about Simon, but you've been really good to me and the boys, Bob,
and I couldn't give a shit what you are, I'll always count you as a very
dear friend.

Well, could it possibly be that things could be turning out better than I
had thought?  I really thought that Tony above everybody else would accuse
us of corrupting his boys.

When I spoke to the twins about it, they told me that they had not told
Tony too much about the sex side of things and what they had told him had
happened between the two of them, which Tony put down to normal teenage
experimentation.  He had completely accepted their sexualities and
apportioned none of the blame to either Simon or myself.

I sent the boys to bed and, as there was no sign of Simon and his mobile
phone was switched off (probably hospital regulations) I followed them up
shortly afterwards and found them asleep in my bed.  I joined them and put
my arms around the nearest one (I'm not sure which) and, having had little
sleep the previous night, I drifted off straight away dreaming dreams of
David poring over his bible trying to find more fodder for his bigoted
argument.

I awoke to find myself the `filling in the sandwich' with erections
pressing against me from both sides.  I gave them, each a playful tweak and
the boys snuggled in closer to me.  I let them rest for another half hour
then told them they would soon have to get up for school.  A hand
immediately appeared on my cock and I was transported to heaven once again
within minutes.  I returned the favour to them both and then sent them to
shower their cum away and told them to leave it running for me (the shower,
that is).

Since I was driving to the hospital, I gave them a lift to school, the
first time I had done so, and there were lots of curious looks from the
other kids, especially as most of them knew I wasn't their father and a lot
of them knew about the boys' sexuality.  The boys told me afterwards that
there was a great deal of hilarity at their expense, the suggestion being
that they had picked me up for sex on the way to school and that I had
become their `sugar daddy'.  Ben told me he surprised everybody by saying
`I suppose he is really, he is "in loco parentis" and he IS very sweet.'

Enough frivolity.

I arrived at the hospital to find A&E in chaos as there had been a big road
accident that morning.  I did manage to see David, who was all smiles, but
looked exhausted.  `I need to see you' he said.  I suggested that we meet
up when he finished work that evening.  As the house would be busy I
suggested we meet in the pub and find a quiet corner to talk.  This would
also give me an excuse to have a stiff drink to help swallow the bitter
pill I was expecting.  (Please email if this doesn't make sense to you).

I went upstairs and found Simon and Jason sitting in the side ward.  I bent
to kiss Jason and at first he shied away, then apologised for his stupidity
and allowed me the kiss.  `I'm still very nervous about physical contact'
he said.  He was fully dressed and said that if the surgeon did not
discharge him he would discharge himself because he wanted to be with us
and the boys.  I asked him how he was and he said that he was in a lot of
pain because they had been unable to treat the injuries deep inside his
rectum and that these would have to heal themselves.  Under the
circumstances he was remarkably bright, especially when I said that I would
wait and take them home in the car as soon as the surgeon had done his
rounds.

At about 10.30 the surgeon appeared and Jason told him that he was going
home whatever was said and refused to remove his clothes.  The surgeon
examined him as best he could and turned to us, telling us that his wounds
would need regular bathing, especially those around his genital area and
his anus, and prescribed some pain killers which were only to be used when
the pain was very bad.

We put Jason in a wheelchair and I could tell that it was very painful for
him to sit down, and it really did bring tears to his eyes.

We got him home and we all had something to eat and drink. `Now for the
million dollar question' I said (funny how it's the million dollar question
and not the million pound question) `where are you going to sleep?'

Jason said that he really did not want to sleep alone, so this ruled out a
single bed.  The twins were in the double room, so this left my bed.

`How about sleeping in my bed with both Simon and me' I ventured.  This was
a new experience for Justin as Simon had monopolised him ever since he
moved in, making love in a single bed then sleeping apart for the rest of
the night.

`That way' said Simon' you'll feel extra secure as you'll have someone on
each side'.

Jason was delighted with the idea and we got him upstairs.  We both helped
him to undress and I realised that I would be seeing him naked for the
first time.  I had seen him just in shorts and noted his hairless chest and
legs, and couldn't wait to see the rest.

Simon told Jason to put his arms around his neck, then Jason moved
backwards slightly, raising Jason's bum just enough for me to remove his
trousers and the protective pad he was wearing to soak up any discharge
there might be.  I then realised that, like the rest of us, Jason had opted
to dress `commando style' and his crown jewels were now revealed for me to
see.  Let me tell you I WAS HARD.  He was not by any means well hung, but
his cock and balls were in perfect proportion to the rest of his body,
marred only by the vicious cuts and bruises inflicted by his attackers.  He
was also hairless.

`I see that you shave your cock and balls' I said.  They both laughed.

`Jason is the only man I know who has never grown any pubic hair' said
Simon.

`Before I knew I was gay' said Jason `I was very worried by it and even had
a test to make sure I was producing sperm.  It turns out that I'm highly
fertile, but that doesn't really matter now.'

I admired the view for as long as I dared and we covered him up and Jason
sat with him.  I was about to leave the room when he asked for an old towel
to put under his bum as there was still a little discharge and blood coming
from that region.  I got the towel and when I went back in Simon was saying
to him that when he was out on garden or maintenance jobs that I would look
after Jason.

I looked forward to bathing his poor little cock and his wounded little
bum.

It seems that every cloud has a silver lining.

I met up that evening with David in the pub and after getting our drinks I
took him to show him the outbuilding that I was suggesting for the new
youth club to meet in.  I thought that this would provide the privacy for
what David wanted to say to me.

`I've been a bit of a fool' he said `and I think I owe you a huge apology'.

I couldn't believe my ears.  Could this really be David speaking?  Perhaps
he had been overworked at the hospital and wasn't thinking straight.  He
did look very tired.

`When I got home' he said `I shut myself in the study and started to look
at the biblical texts you gave me, trying to find fault with your
reasoning.  I was making a list of things to raise with you when Matt
knocked on my door.  I said for him to come in and sit down.  He was
shaking with fear.  He looked me straight in the eye and said "Dad, please
don't be angry with me but I have to tell you I'm gay."  He cried and said
that he had really been having a bad time of it until he spoke to you, and
particularly to Simon who had counselled him and made him feel better about
himself.  You can imagine the shock it gave me.  My own flesh and blood!
At first I thought of trying to persuade him that it was only a phase he
was going through, but I could see in his eyes that he was certain in his
own mind.  What could I do?  This was my son who I loved.  I couldn't
reject him.  I couldn't turn my back on him.  This was family.  I had no
choice but to accept him the way he was.'

At this point David was crying unashamedly.  `I'm not crying because I'm
disappointed or anything like that.' he said `I'm crying because I've been
such a bigot and so unfair to you when all the time my own son is happy in
his own mind due only to your help, and Jason's of course.'

I put my arm around his shoulder and comforted his saying `Don't feel too
bad about it.  It was a natural reaction, especially in view of your
upbringing and the teachings of the church' I said

`Oh, the church will learn of my new views on homosexuality as soon as I
can weave it into a sermon' he said.

We returned to the bar and I ordered a bottle of champagne.  `Something to
celebrate?' asked Tony.

`Oh, yes,' I said.

We sat and drank the champagne while David asked me a few questions about
Matt's gayness and I answered him as best and as truthfully as I could.

As we were about to leave he said `Oh, just one more thing' and there, in
the middle of the bar, he kissed me on both cheeks. `How's that for a
brotherly kiss?' he said

We laughed, but tears welled up in my eyes and by the time I got home they
were running down my cheeks, tears of joy at knowing there was one less
bigot in the world.


The Colonel


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