Date: Sun, 29 Apr 2012 14:34:26 -0700
From: Trevor Johnson <supertev699@hotmail.com>
Subject: Adventures of Cliff & Derek Chapter 41

THE FURTHER ADVENTURES OF CLIFF & DEREK

Part 41

Written by
Trevor

Editor Jack

Proof Reader
Richie

 (Life after School)

Please note this story contains boy-to-boy sexual activity and if you
don't enjoy this kind of story read no further.

This story is also based on actual events but all the names and locations
have been changed to protect those involved.

This story is not to be published, or reprinted, without the express
permission of the author.

With Gordon driving we made it to the school as quickly as we could and
went straight through to the headmaster's office. As we were shown in, the
first thing we noticed was a very unhappy Peter sitting on a chair with his
head hanging down.  The first thing I thought was what the fucking hell has
he done? It's got be bad for him to feel sorry for himself like that.

After shaking the headmaster's hand we sat down and the head looked at us
for some time not saying anything.  "Headmaster, I think the best thing
here is for you to come right out and tell us what has happened, it is
obviously something bad so let's get it out in the open."

"Yes you're right Cliff, this term we hired a new biology teacher named
Dennis Chapman, a bright young handsome man. Well the point is him and
Peter met for the first time this morning and during the lunch break one of
our female teachers went to the biology store room and found Dennis Chapman
and your son Peter having sexual intercourse."

To say we were stunned was an understatement and as I looked across at
Peter he hung his head even lower than before.  "Headmaster what is going
to happen to Mr.  Chapman?"

"He has been dismissed and the board and I are considering bringing
criminal charges against him for having sex with a minor."

"I would rather you didn't do that headmaster, because it takes two to
tango and knowing my son he didn't need any encouragement.  Which brings me
to the subject of my son, what are the schools plans for him?"

"That is something for the board to decide and in the meantime he is
suspended until we work out what to do with him. With regards to
Mr. Chapman, I will pass on what you just said to the board"

"Be assured that my son will not give evidence against him, so, if he is
brought to trial it will be hard to prove. I suspect that my son might even
have been the seducer."  I looked across at Peter confirming what I just
said because he averted his eyes even further away from mine.

"If there is nothing else to be discussed I will take my son home and wait
for your school board's decision."  We stood up shaking hands, motioning
for Peter to follow us as we headed back to the car.

Very little was said on the way back to the theater.  We still had some
work to do there and we didn't want to discuss what happened in front of
Gordon. We were dropped off at the theatre before Gordon headed back to the
school to wait for Steve.  It was then that the thought went through my
head, what about poor Steve, he must be feeling pretty rotten about now.

While Derek went back to work on the stage sets I took Peter down to my
dressing room. Once we got inside I told him to sit down, then I closed and
locked the door so that we wouldn't be disturbed.  Sitting next to him I
said, "What in the world prompted you to do such a fucking stupid thing
like fucking a teacher?"

"I don't know dad, he came on to me as soon as I got to school and the next
thing I knew we were in the storeroom at lunchtime."

"You say he came on to you, is this true or did you encourage him?"

"Once he came onto me I couldn't help it, he was cute as hell and well you
know what I'm like when I see a cute guy.  I just can't seem to help
myself."

"All well and good but what about poor Steve? I wonder how he must be
feeling right now, his boyfriend and lover going behind his back to fuck a
teacher."

This time Peter did hang his head down and tears appeared in his eyes. "I
know I let my best buddy and dearest friend down and right now I feel like
shit. That teacher went out of his way to seduce me and of course me being
me, it didn't take much anyway.  He even said he was prepared to pay me if
I had sex with him, and I told him with the cute butt he had I didn't want
any money."

"Wait a minute I smell a rat here, you say he was even prepared to pay you
money?'

"Yes he said that, he told me to name my price, he even asked me if you'd
be interested in joining him and I meaning could you dad be bought."

"Did you see any cameras or microphones around anywhere?"

"No, but he did say it would be nice if next time he made a private movie
just for the two of us."

"Son you're a fucking idiot and you're lucky that we are not caught up in a
blackmail scam.  We are going to prosecute him but I bet you he will be
hard to find and certainly not at the address he gave the school.  What's
your IQ, no, don't tell me.  I know what the IQ in your head is but the one
in your dick is non-existent."

"You mean he only wanted me to fuck him so that he could blackmail me?"

"Right, you've finally cottoned on son and he wouldn't be blackmailing you
but he certainly would me."

I got on the phone right away to our solicitors and to the headmaster
telling him what I thought happened and he was astounded.  My attorney
called the police who arrived right away to take a statement from Peter.

Later on in the evening we got a message from the police and as I thought
the address he gave the school didn't exist and he was nowhere to be found.

Before we headed home I said to Peter," All you have to do now is make your
peace with Steve and I wish you luck with that."

"Dad I've been a right idiot haven't I?"

"You said it son, you certainly have and I hope and pray that the press
don't get wind of it because they will have a field day at our expense."

Again not much was said on the way home.  Gordon had already taken Steve
home and he whispered to me that he was not a happy camper.  The tension
when we sat down for our evening meal you could cut with a knife.  The
other two boys had obviously been told by Steve what had happened and they
were also ignoring Peter.

I looked at Derek signaling my thoughts and of course as always he cottoned
on giving me a nod. "Ok gentlemen as you all know by the tense air around
this table, something happened at school today which shouldn't have.  Let
me set the record straight before we go any further.  Yes, Peter was
seduced and caught in the act with a guy who was posing as a teacher.

Yes I said posing, because Peter was caught up in one of the oldest scams
in the business, blackmail.  The matter is now in the hands of the police
and we should thank the teacher who caught them in the act. Otherwise the
perpetrator would have succeeded and myself and Daddy Derek through Peter,
would have been blackmailed to keep the whole thing quite.

Of course the name of the teacher was false and the address he gave the
school did not exist and I'm sure they will find his credentials are fake
also."

The boys stared at me openmouthed having no idea that this is what
happened.  I continued, "Peter of course acted like a bloody idiot and fell
for this con man's yarn, dropped his pants and the rest is history.  I
can't begin to imagine how Steve is feeling right now and you two boys also
have a look of disgust on your faces. But I am not going to interfere in
any way with Peter's problems regarding you and his boyfriend.  It is up to
him to sort that out.

To say Derek and I are ashamed of what he did is an understatement,
although according to the statement he gave to the police, the guy was very
convincing and we know that on occasion Peter lets his cock rule his head."

"Hey dad that's coming on a bit strong isn't it?"

"Maybe it is Peter but it's the truth and you need to face up to it. Now I
suggest that you and Steve retire to your bedroom and talk a few things
through.  Steve if you feel you need to move into one of the spare rooms
feel free to do so and we will discuss what happens next in the
morning. But I expect because of the love you two have for each other you
will sort out your differences.

You two other young men we need to chat about the trial tomorrow and what
took place at the lawyers today because we didn't have a chance earlier."

Jason and Michael stayed behind while the table was cleared, the washing up
done and the other two boys headed upstairs.  I whispered to Derek, "I'd
love to be a fly on the wall and listen to Peter talking his way out of
this one, which he will of course."

I then asked Jason how things went and he was quite happy really saying the
public prosecutor was very good. With the questions he asked and that he
was able to get one of the others to play the part of his father's lawyer,
asking some very nasty questions indeed.

I asked where his mom was because she was supposed to be staying with us
tonight.  Jason told us that heavy fog all day over Ireland shut everything
down including airports and ferry services, so she will be coming over
early in the morning.

Derek and I had both hoped to be in court all day, but Derek was very busy
and hopefully I should be able to stay.  Before he retired for the night we
called Gordon in and he assured us that with the extra police and the
security he had, the boys and his mom should be safe.

I assured Jason and Michael yet again that we would support them and be
there for them and they had nothing to worry about.  They both gave us a
kiss and a hug before heading for bed and we followed soon after.

Our usual pillow talk was short and sweet tonight because we were exhausted
both physically and mentally. My only comment before falling asleep after
kissing my partner goodnight was, "What a fucking day."

The next morning before breakfast the day got off to a bad start when David
brought in the morning papers and there on one of the more trashy tabloids
was the headline, "Private schoolboy caught with his pants down".  They had
picture of Peter obviously taken from one of their file photos of me and
the story mentioned his name and of course my connection with him.

No mention of course that it was a blackmail attempt, but on reflection,
the police wouldn't have wanted that known anyway.

I was livid and I tore into Peter when he came downstairs for breakfast and
it took a lot of sweet words from Derek to calm me down.  One thing we did
notice was that Peter and Steve walked down the stairs hand in hand.

Jason and Michael on the other hand looked very nervous and my shouting at
Peter didn't help.  Finally I finished up apologizing to everyone.  Once
everything had settled down I suggested to Steve that because he was the
only one going to school that day he should stay home. Not only because of
that, but also the publicity going around and the problems he might have
with other students.

I mentioned to Derek in the car going into the city that maybe it might be
best if we changed schools or we got the boys a tutor and they stayed
home. We dropped Derek, Ian and Roland off at the theatre and then we
headed off for the old Bailey and the Moseley trial.

The prosecution Barrister was waiting for us and ushered us into a private
room before any of the Moseley supporters noticed us.  Outside the door was
three of our own security along with a police officer.  We went in and the
first thing Jason noticed was his mother sitting there.  He ran over to
give her a kiss and a hug and the looks on their faces said it all. She
then put her arms out for Michael to go to her as well.

The barrister explained that they wouldn't be called right away because
jury selection could take some time and then both sides had to present
their opening statements.  He left to go into the court room and we were
left to our own devices.

After about an hour during which the two boys and Jason's mother never
stopped talking and it was great to see his mother accept Michael as
Jason's partner.

Gordon came in whispering to me that the jury selection was going to take a
long time because Edward Moseley's barrister was blatantly trying to stack
the jury.  About thirty minutes later a clerk of the court came in to tell
us that we could go because jury selection was still underway and the two
barristers were currently in the judge's chambers arguing points of law.

Once Gordon gave us the all clear, we left the building surrounded by our
own security so no one had a hope in hell of getting close to us.  With two
cars one containing us and the other full of security we headed for home.

As soon as he had dropped us off, Gordon headed back to the theater to pick
up Derek and the other two guys.  Once we were all back home and supper was
on the table, we all assembled and I introduced Jason's mother to the rest
of the crowd.

"Thank you for allowing me to stay with my son and his boyfriend and please
my name is Peggy O' Shaunessy which is my maiden name and I'd love it if
you all called me Peggy.

I asked Peter and Steve what they did today; the answer was not much. While
you guys are at home I would like you to help around the house, do some
chores and generally make yourselves useful.  I don't want you just
lounging around getting fat and lazy."

Peter as usual protested at that last remark as I continued, "David would
you please draw up a list of jobs the boys can do and post it on the fridge
door."  He nodded and since we had finished eating we all went and watched
some television which was cozy until the news came and there was a photo of
Peter and the story of what occurred at his school.

Peter went red in the face and Peggy looked at him with a puzzled look on
her face. No one said anything although I was livid and it was only because
Derek was holding on to my hand that I didn't jump up and rant and rave
like I usually do.

I think everyone was stressed out so they gradually began drifting off to
bed. I told Jason to show his mother which room she would be in and then he
and Michael went around kissing everyone goodnight, something else which
surprised Peggy.

Derek and I followed soon after and we quickly showered together before
drying each other off and jumping into bed.  Cuddling up together I checked
on what was happening at the theatre. "The sets are almost ready in fact
they will be tomorrow and then you can start rehearsing with them and get
used to them."

"I don't know when I will be able to do that.  I really want to be there in
the court room for Jason but I'm not sure if I can all the time. We only
have a couple more days before the premier."

"I worry for you darling and if you don't slow down I can see you being
back in the same state as you were before our holiday."  Reluctantly I had
to agree with him realizing that I can't be in two places at once.

While our minds wanted both of us to make mad passionate love, our bodies
were too tired and weak to comply with our wishes and we had to be content
with a kiss and cuddle before sleep overtook us.

Next morning I rang our barrister and he told me that it was most unlikely
that the trial would get underway today and that jury selection was taking
hours with the defense barrister putting all sorts of barriers up to delay
things.  I told everyone what was happening and suggested they all stay
home for the time being.

Derek along with Ian and Roland were the only one's going out today.  The
delay was good news because it gave me the opportunity to rehearse with the
new sets and the new cast.

Derek and Ian had done a wonderful job working on the stage and movement
was much better as well.  The new cast was also very good mainly due to the
fact that when I first started in the play business I was just a young
upstart as far as the other actors were concerned, but now I had earned a
reputation and was admired by my peers.

The first run through was good and the second one was great.  Derek had
worked out a great lighting plan which worked wonderfully.  When Alex
arrived in time for the second run through he was thrilled with the
result. "That was a wonderful performance by everyone." He told the
assembled cast before continuing, "And Derek and your crew have done an
amazing job; congratulations." Everyone applauded everyone else and then
Alex indicated that he would like to talk to me privately.

We headed down to my dressing room and we were alone he said, "I hope you
are up to this Cliff because both Bob and I have put a lot more money in to
resurrect this play, but that's not the main thing I wanted to talk about.
Will you be able to do some radio and TV interview on Friday and also
Saturday morning. The first week is already sold out and other weeks are
selling fast but we do need a bit more publicity."

I agreed that shouldn't be a problem, all I would need was a schedule,
"Good I have managed to make all the radio interviews happen via the
telephone and also a couple of newspaper interviews as well and there are
only two TV interviews."

I agreed to everything he asked and was glad that currently there were only
two TV channels. One the BBC and the other a brand new one which was the
first commercial channel, plus they were still broadcasting in black and
white with color TV still about five years away.

Once all the rehearsals were finished we headed for home with Alex
informing us that we did not require any more practice except for a final
run through on Saturday.  What he didn't tell us was that the Saturday
morning full dress rehearsal would be watched by old age pensioners from
different homes around London and also homeless. This would be a free show.

Back home we were greeted by the news that the trial would definitely start
the next day. We had just sat down to supper when the phone went off.
David answered, coming in to tell us that our old friends John and Bruce
were on the line. Always trying to keep up with the latest technology we
had a speaker phone installed, so we all gathered round so we could have a
joint conversation.

"Hello everyone it's great to hear you voices again, how are you all
going?"  We all answered in turn saying hello then John said, "Do you all
realize that our twenty fifth anniversary is coming up this weekend and we
would love to have all of you come down to Cornwall for a party on the
Sunday. We chose a Sunday because we knew none of you would be working or
at school?"

Without even asking me or the others, Derek said that would be great and
that we would fly down by helicopter if we can get one big enough.  Both
John and Bruce sounded so excited that we could celebrate with them on this
milestone of their relationship.

We discussed the details and worked out times and where to go and so on
before disconnecting with everyone shouting `see you Sunday'.

That news cheered everyone up and it was a far happier group which went to
bed that night.

After our shower when we got into bed both of us were very horny and not as
tired as we had been.  What followed was a hot two hour session of great
love making. Lying back afterwards totally satisfied and in love we
discussed the day's events as we normally do including the big party on the
weekend.

"Darling you know you suggested either a new school or a tutor for the
boys?"  I nodded yes as Derek continued, "Well, do you think John and Bruce
would be interested in coming here to live and tutoring the boys."


I moved over kissing him on the lips then saying, "You're not just a pretty
face are you?  What a brilliant idea. Let's talk to them about this
weekend, but we won't tell the boys just yet." We agreed before kissing
each other goodnight.

Next morning Derek and Ian didn't have to go into the theater so my lover
came with me to the Old Bailey.  This time there was a big crowd outside,
some demonstrating for Edwin Moseley and some against, and the police were
having trouble keeping them apart.  Our security too had trouble getting us
through the crowd and also keeping the press at bay.

Finally we were inside but once again there was a massive crowd blocking
our way and even with four of our own guys and two police officers we were
making little headway. Several skinheads descended on us, yelling
obscenities at Jason and his mother which was freaking Jason out.  Gordon
called for more of our guys to come help and several police also arrived
but excessive force had to be used to get us into the waiting room.

Derek went over to pacify Jason and Michael along with Peggy because they
were all crying, while the commotion continued outside as several people
tried to get past our security and the police.  We learnt afterwards that
the riot squad was called and the courthouse was totally cleared of anyone
except those with business there but it was a full hour before order was
restored.

Our barrister looking decidedly flustered came in telling us that an
official complaint has been lodged with the judge regarding Moseley's
supporters and he has requested that the trial continue in a closed court
meaning no spectators allowed.

Gordon came in with a police inspector who apologized for the rough
treatment we received, telling us that they were caught by surprise but it
wouldn't happen again.  Plus arrangements have been made for us to enter by
a side door used only by judges under normal circumstances.

Thanking him we settled down once more to wait while Gordon (bless him)
arranged for coffee, soda's and chocolate biscuits to be brought in.  I
remarked to Derek that he was turning into a godsend.  We had only been
there about forty five minutes when the bailiff came in to call Peggy to
the stand.  Derek said he would go into the courtroom. The only problem
being that if he did he wouldn't be allowed to communicate with us in case
he told us what had happened during cross examination.

Apparently the judge allowed the press and some people into the public
gallery but kept the numbers to a minimum. A large police presence was also
in the court. An hour later they broke for lunch and the funny thing was no
one had any objections to all of us going across the road to a restaurant
to eat and maybe discuss the case.

Peggy Moseley didn't say much anyway but it was obvious that she had been
crying. We all had big juicy steaks with lots of mushrooms and tomatoes
with chips and it was delicious. All too soon it was back to the courthouse
and not long after Jason was called, so we all trooped into court.

After being sworn in Jason was taken through everything that occurred
between him and his father, leaving out none of the brutal bashings and
floggings he got. He answered the barrister clearly and precisely despite
the glares and threatening looks he was getting from his father the whole
time.

When it came to the defense barrister's turn that was when things turned
nasty and almost every question was objected to by who I'll call our
man. Once again as in the hearing he claimed that Derek and I seduced him
and brainwashed him, turning him against his father and forcing him to tell
all these lies.

Jason kept his cool and quietly answered every question usually with a
simple yes or no.  Our barrister had trained him well and we were proud
that he was being so brave and standing up to the opposition.  In the end
the defense barrister realized that he wasn't winning with this young man
and told the judge he had no more questions.

Jason's father began to angrily confront his barrister obviously not happy
with the way the cross examination had gone and the judge had to call him
to order. I was surprised that little reference to his homosexuality was
made. After Jason had given his evidence the judge called it a day. This
time we were taken out by the back entrance straight into our cars and
home.

Over dinner all Peggy could do was praise her son for the way he had
answered all the questions put to him in court.  Once again during dinner I
got a phone call which I was beginning to find annoying.  This time it was
my manager agent Bob who explained that he wanted to organize a big record
launch in Trafalgar square, no less this coming Sunday.  "Can't do Bob
we'll be in Cornwall at a special party sorry."  Derek said afterwards that
the pleasurable look on my face when I told him that said it all.

"But I've already began to make all the arrangements, I'm even having John
Barry and the full orchestra there."

"Sorry Bob no can do, maybe the following Sunday if we don't take the boat
out on the Thames."

I could hear a lot of muttering and paper shuffling going on, then he
curtly said, "Ok the following Sunday two o'clock." Click, he'd hung up. I
went back to eating dinner with every one looking at me wondering what had
happened. Finally I burst out laughing telling them, "My British record
launch will be in Trafalgar square Sunday a week at two, be there."

Everyone at the table began clapping and cheering with Derek giving me a
big hug. Later that night in the privacy of our own bedroom, Derek told me
that he had hired a big Russian made helicopter which would seat us all and
it was a two rotor model something brand new.

He then said that very quietly Jason and Michael had approached him about
their little ceremony and I had to admit I had forgotten all about that,
"They would like to have it while Jason's mom is here, plus Michael's
father is going on a fact finding tour to Africa in about three weeks' time
and will be out of the country for some time."

I thought about it for a while and then had a brainwave, "What if we had
the ceremony in Trafalgar square as part of my record launch?"

Derek thought about it for a while then said, "I don't think the boys would
appreciate that, they want this to be something special with just them,
You'll be in the limelight and their little part of the afternoon will be
insignificant."  I agreed saying, "The launch will be over by four. Record
signing till five so about we approach a church willing to do this ceremony
at six and then we go on to celebrate afterwards?"

Derek thought that would work and suggested that I get Bob to start an hour
earlier. That was agreed while we were lying in bed.

Once we had finished talking, Derek got that look in his eye and I knew
what was coming next or should I say who was cumming next.  Slowly he began
kissing and licking all over my body making his way down to my solid as a
rock cock. He began to slowly suck and lick sending me crazy. Grabbing hold
of my right hand he guided it between his legs towards his pink hole and I
began to slowly finger fuck him with first one and then two digits.

He began to move around and moan as I found his prostrate, sending him and
even making him shoot his load with anyone touching his cock.  Finally he
could take it no more instructing me to fuck him good and hard, to give him
a baby.  A phrase he has been using ever since we got together at age
fourteen and I don't know how many times I wished that could happen but we
will have to be content with our grown up babies.

With his legs in the air I slowly went between them aiming for his promised
land.  I entered slowly and carefully until I was fully inside him before I
began to gently fuck my lover.  After a while he began to beg me to go
harder and faster which I did, but not too hard because I wanted to allow
this wonderful love making moment to last forever.

Finally, after about thirty minutes I could feel my testicles tightening
getting ready to spew their seed.  I pushed right into my lover and he
clamped his hole tightly on my cock as I began to shoot filling him with a
big load of love juice.

Once I began to slacken off I slowly pulled out and Derek ran to the
bathroom, his cheeks tightly closed so that he wouldn't dirty the sheets.
I followed him and we had a quick shower together which resulted in the
both of us blowing each other once more.

Once we both got back into bed, as soon as our bodies touched we got horny
again. This happens all the time but we have to show a lot of will power
especially if we have to work the next day. Mind you tonight we made an
exception and I offered my hole to Derek which he willing took. So it was
close to three in the morning before we finally went to sleep.

It was very difficult to get out of bed the next morning but we finally
managed it just as the rest of them were almost finished.  The boys of
course well, in fact all the guys took one look at us and begin to smirk
and giggle because they all could see that we had a big session last night.

Peggy Moseley asked her son what was so funny and caused loud raucous
laughter to echo around the table and she never did find out. Once again
Derek and I having nothing else going on were able to go once more to the
old Bailey.  Once we got there and the trial restarted the prosecution
barrister finished presenting his case and it was time for the defense.

Several character witness followed one after the other into the witness box
plus a few alibis were presented but our guy soon blew them out of the
water. Then the defense called me to the stand.  Of course our guy jumped
up protesting and the jury was sent out while points of law and so on were
discussed with the judge.

All this time Edward Moseley was looking at me sneering and mouthed nasty
remarks. In the end the judge decided to allow me to take the stand but he
warned the defense to be very careful with their questions.

Once the jury came back I was called, did all the usual swearing in and so
on.  The defense then asked the judge that I be treated as a hostile
witness which means that I can only give yes or no answers.  I still had no
idea why he wanted me up there. If first question was to be expected, "Are
you a homosexual?" "Yes" "Are you a practicing homosexual?" I was tempted
to say that Derek and I had stopped practicing many years ago and now it
was the real thing but decided to just say yes.

"Do you now or have you ever performed a sex act on a young boy?" My
Barrister jumped out protesting and the judge warned the defense to be
careful and he instructed me not to answer.

This sort of questioning continued for a while before he moved on to the
taking away by force of Jason from his parents, which as we all knew was a
load of rot.  Although his questioning was clever he didn't really achieve
what he set out to do and that was to stain my reputation and credibility
while insinuating that we had brainwashed Jason into living with us.

In the end even the judge had enough and he told him to change tactics or
sit down. So he had no option but to do just that and I was excused.

Over lunch our barrister apologized because he never saw that coming but as
he pointed out because I kept my cool he got nothing out of it. The defense
after lunch said they had no more witness's so the judge called it a day
leaving the summation until tomorrow, Friday.

Getting home early was a bonus.  So we took Peggy and the boys down to the
boat because it was a beautiful summer's day and we all agreed to meet at a
lovely riverside inn for dinner. David and John along with Gordon went by
car and met us there.

It was beautiful gliding through the still peaceful waters with hardly any
other river traffic. Peggy Moseley spent most of the time sitting on the
deck with Jason on one side and Michael on the other.  Jason had told me
that they explained to her about their upcoming ceremony and she gave both
of them her blessing, thinking that was a lovely thought.

A couple of days later she asked if she could bring her elderly mother and
father over for the occasion. Of course we gladly said yes explaining that
David and his partner were registered nurses who would look after them.

We moored at the inn which was noted for some fine food and had a wonderful
evening, which was even more wonderful for me because it was quiet and I
wasn't annoyed by fans and well-wishers.

It was quite dark by the time we got back to our mooring and late when we
arrived home so after a hot drink of cocoa it was off to bed this time
without any sex.

In the morning it was back to the Old Bailey for the summing up by both
sides.  Our guy put forward a good argument for locking Mr. Moseley up for
a long time.  The defense had run out of steam by this time and I thought
his arguments were weak, so did the jury because they were back within the
hour with a guilty verdict.  This was the signal for a big mob of
protesters, mainly skinheads and British Nazi's to riot outside the
courthouse but this time the police were ready and it was over before it
really started.  They picked out the ringleaders and carted them off
straight away and that did the trick.

The judge in his passing of sentence called him an evil vile vicious man
whose cruelty to his wife and children was beyond belief.  He then
sentenced him to twenty five years in prison with no chance of parole.  He
was still screaming and shouting as he was led down to the cells but it did
no good.

It was a happy gang who left the court that day heading for home and we
celebrated with champagne that evening even giving the boys a little sip as
well.  Peggy admitted she very rarely drank and much to her son and his
lover's amusement got a little bit drunk and they had to help her upstairs
to bed.

Next morning Gordon woke us up with copies of the newspapers that of course
made a big thing of the Moseley trial with Jason and his mother plastered
across the front page of most of them. "I wish they would leave them alone
to get on with their lives." I remarked angrily.

"That's nothing Cliff, we have about thirty reporters camped out at the
front gate.  We even found a couple trying to get over the back fence.  In
fact I've got the dogs loose in the yard so make sure you tell us when
you're going out."

"What are they asking for?" Derek asked.

"They want interviews with Jason, his mother and even you two, not
forgetting Michael, Jason's boyfriend."

"Once we've had breakfast I'll prepare a written press release and that is
all they will get, so if you would like to inform them of that some of them
may go away but they are like leeches they hang on."

Gordon left and Derek and I lay back down in bed and did think about having
a romp but decided to settle for a kiss or two before getting dressed and
going down for breakfast.  We were the first down except of course for
David and John who already had everything prepared for breakfast.

Slowly while we were eating the rest of them came drifting down with
Jason's mom last and complaining of a headache.  The boys gave her a hard
time for having a hangover which she took in good fun.  She told us that
her mom and dad would be arriving next Monday if it was all right with us,
"Of course it is, we have everything organized and our resident nurses will
take care of them.  Just one thing, do they realize we are all gay here?"

"Yes they know all about Jason and Michael and have accepted the fact and I
know the friendly atmosphere which exists here will make them feel so
welcome."

We really didn't have anything much to do today but rest up for the big
re-launch of the play tomorrow and of course the special dress rehearsal
for the elderly and homeless. Derek and I had donated money to provide
snacks and drinks during the interval for everyone.

After I had finished eating, I went into what we call the office and typed
up the press release. Printed out about forty copies before alerting Gordon
that Derek that I would be going down to the gate.

He got the dogs under control then came to collect us and with a couple of
other security guys we headed out to the gate. There were cameras set up
from the TV stations and as soon as we arrived they began
transmitting. Once I had everyone's attention.  I told them that this would
be the only comment made and interviews were out of the question.

I read the press release which more or less stated that Jason, his mother
and the rest of us were relieved that justice had been done and a cruel man
was now behind bars leaving his family the chance of picking up their lives
and leading a normal one.  I then requested that their privacy be respected
thanking the press for the sympathetic coverage they had given us.

Once I'd finished I gave the copies to Gordon to hand out.  Of course they
kept yelling out questions which we ignored and turning around we walked
back to the house.  Just to be a bit cheeky I reached out grabbing Derek's
hand and we could hear the camera shutters clicking away.  Derek looked at
me laughing saying, "You're an evil bastard Cliff."

"Yes, I know."

The rest of the day we did very little, just lounged around. Derek and Ian
went over the plans for the new sets checking that they hadn't missed
anything while Roland and I went through our lines.  I was beginning to
feel a bit nervous about tomorrow, it really weighed on my mind that all
these people were relying on me to put on a great performance so they could
remain employed.  You have no idea the pressure that brings down on you.

Just after lunch I checked with Gordon and he told me all the media had
left and it was quiet.  I called everyone into the living room. When they
had all arrived from whatever they were doing I announced that tonight we
would all go to our favorite riverside pub and have a great steak dinner.

Derek phoned and booked the entire dining room which was tiny and we would
fill it anyway.  When we arrived the owner greeted us with open arms.  Once
we were seated I told everyone to order what they liked before requesting
half a dozen bottles of champagne telling him to put another six to chill
just in case.

We all had prawn (shrimp) cocktail for entrée and while we were eating I
noticed four elderly people at the door looking most upset because they had
traveled out from London for a meal only to find we'd taken over the dining
room.

I got up and walked over to the owner explaining that we had four empty
seats and they were more than welcome to join us. Of course they recognized
me and their eyes lit up and the offer brought tears to one old guys eyes,
"Thank you sir you're a good man."

"Please, my names Cliff and I haven't got my knighthood yet. Come in and
sit down and I'll introduce you to everyone."  I went round the room doing
the introduction leaving Derek till last, "And this is the love of my life
Derek."

Derek stood up and instead of shaking hands he gave all of them a big hug
with me following suit. I told them to order what they wanted, offered them
drinks and I could see straight away that they were worried about the cost
so I told them, "Don't worry about how much this is costing, you're our
guests tonight and we are more than happy to have you join us."

They began chatting with everyone and settling and really enjoyed
themselves.  In fact it was a great night, the steaks were delicious, done
just as everyone wanted them.  Our guests explained that they had tried to
get four free tickets for the dress rehearsal tomorrow but they were all
gone.

"Would you rather go the evening performance, the premier?"

"That would be wonderful but we can't quite afford that."  One of them
said. I looked at Derek and he produced a notebook and pen so I could
scribble a note telling our guests, "Show this at the box office and four
tickets will be waiting for you with our compliments and keep that piece of
paper because it will also get you into the after show party as well."

Well that did it, the two ladies began to cry, getting up and hugging me,
thanking me non-stop. I also instructed Gordon to get a couple of albums
from the trunk of the car so I could sign them for our guests.

When we had eaten the owner of the pub came up and while Derek was paying
him he said he had a favor to ask. "I have a public bar packed with locals
and a very good piano player, would I like to sing a couple of songs for
us?"

To refuse would do my reputation no good so we all trooped through and I
recognized the piano player from the last time I sang a couple of my songs
there.  I got Gordon to bring some albums in from the trunk of the car to
be sold, not given away and I sang my songs.  Everyone was happy and we
sold about twenty albums.

It was a great night out and everyone was in a happy mood on the way home.
We had hired a second car but Derek and I decided that we really do need
another car because not everyone fits into the Humber when we go out
together.

That night in bed we flirted with each other but that was as far as we
went, both being a bit tired and worried about the play tomorrow.  So we
both had to be content with a quick kiss and a cuddle.

Everyone was up early the next morning and I think they were all feeling
the tension coming from me.  Alex called me early to make sure that I was
all right and ready, and that was followed by Bob asking the same sort of
questions.  Mom called not long after and she sounded tired. She wished me
luck and I asked if she was ok. "I get very tired and have a couple of
heart pains but the doctor gave me pills which I put under my tongue. They
work real good and the pain goes away."

"Mom please take it easy, I expect your doing too much. I will organize for
a cleaning lady and general help to come in everyday and don't say you
don't want that because it is not negotiable.  We love you mom so please
take care."  I mentioned all this to Derek who agreed with me that she has
to take care because she's not getting any younger.

His parents called next and apart from wishing us luck they said that they
had found a house just four homes away from mom and we would love it. Derek
promised that he would get all the paper work done on Monday.  They gave
him all the details of the agent, price and location.  This news made us
feel so much better.

It was soon time for the four of us at last to head off to the theatre. The
rest of the guys would be coming in later for the re-launch in the evening.
We got there and one could right away feel the nervous tension in the air
as everyone got ready for the dress rehearsal, even Alex was pacing up and
down like a caged lion.

I went down to get ready and try on my brand new costume. The wardrobe
mistress had done a great job, but to make it more interesting, being a
period play, she made my tights just a little bit more revealing so that
the audience got a glimpse of my package. I didn't like that really, but
for the sake of the play I put up with it.  As far as I was concerned this
was for Derek's eyes only.

I was almost ready when Derek came down to give me a kiss and a cuddle
telling me that the auditorium was packed to capacity already.  He noticed
my tights and laughing said, "If we had time I'd reduce the size of that
bulge right here right now."

"Down boy, you'll have to wait."  Just then a knock on the door interrupted
us and Ian and Roland walked in hand in hand.  When they noticed my costume
this brought forth more scandalous remarks until I reminded Roland that
whenever he was standing in for me he would be wearing something
similar. "At least I'm just as big as you if not bigger." He said laughing.

Once again my dressing room was crammed with flowers and cards from
well-wishers.  Derek looked at his watch and said," Let's go and break a
leg."  In the wings the rest of the cast was assembled and we all went
round hugging each other saying the traditional phrase, "Break a Leg."

Then it was curtain up and off we went.  The whole play went smoothly and
while taking our bows we got a standing ovation from those that weren't in
wheelchairs or incapable of standing for any length of time.

Alex sent me out to the foyer afterwards with some of the other cast
members and we signed autographs and posed for photos for more than an
hour. Then it was time to relax.

Alex called us all on stage thanking us but also pointing out a couple of
things that we could do to improve the performance, then it was time to
relax for a couple of hours. Derek and I were just settling down on the day
bed in my dressing room when the phone rang.  I was tempted not to answer
it but I did.  It was my record company telling me that they had arranged
with the theatre management to set up a stand in the foyer selling my album
and would I be available after each performance to sign them.  I wasn't
very happy over this but agreed.

Derek and I then locked my door and settled down to an hour or so of
serious love making.  Several times there we're knocks on the door which we
ignored being totally engrossed in each other.  Our love for each other was
just as strong now as it was when we were at school and fourteen years old.
We only had over the six years a couple of tiffs which we're my fault and
usually happened when I was drunk.

We showered together even though my shower cubicle in the dressing room was
very small but that made it more interesting. After drying each other off I
began dressing while Derek went to make sure the set and props were all
ready to go.

The boys came in just as I finished and laughed themselves stupid when they
noticed my tights, with Peter leading the comments as always.  Once they
had gone to take their seats I had a few quiet moments to myself; just
sitting eyes closed, completely clearing my mind of everything except the
character I was portraying.  Although I never had any formal training as an
actor I learned that this is what is taught at RADA the Royal Academy of
Dramatic Art.

Finally one of the stage hands knocked on my door to tell me five minutes
to curtain up. After checking my dress, especially the bulge in my tights
to make sure everything was pointing or hanging down as it should be, I
made my way up to the wings.

Alex Guinness to the best of my knowledge has never been a religious man
but he gathered us all together and offered up a prayer for our success,
something that I have never know him to do before or since.

Then it was curtain up and away we went.  The audience laughed in all the
right places and much to our surprise we even got a standing ovation at the
interval. I was high as a kite on the adrenalin rush from playing this
part. It's hard to explain or describe the feeling one gets when this
happens. It's almost like being drunk or high on drugs, although that was
something Derek and I never did.  We tried smoking weed and didn't like it
so we never touched it again and strangely enough neither did Ian and
Roland.

The second part of the play went just as well and our curtain calls would
have gone on for ever with the audiences cheers and applause.  I had tears
in my eyes at the accolades we received with flowers being thrown onto the
stage, plus I noticed several other cast members also getting a bit
emotional.  When I walked forward to receive my personal applause even my
fellow cast members began applauding and cheering, which reduced me to a
blubbering mess which I was trying so hard to hide from the audience.

Finally I signaled to Derek to bring the curtain down for the last time.
Once he did everyone on stage was slapping me on the back or hugging me and
even Alex had tears in his eyes. He had arranged a big party for the cast
and invited guests at a nearby restaurant but before I could go I had to be
in the foyer for almost two hours signing albums, autographs and all that
stuff. I was almost mobbed and Gordon had trouble controlling the crowd
telling me that he would have an extra guy on duty from now on.

With Derek by my side I signed and signed until I had cramp in my wrist.
An increasing number of people were asking for photos of Derek and I
together which we obliged, always with our arms around each other and it
was a great feeling to know that our relationship was being accepted
especially considering it was the 1960's.

It was very late by the time we arrived at the party and once we walked in
a loud cheer and applause greeted us. Alex had insisted that supper be held
up until we arrived so that we could all sit down together.

Halfway through the meal the newspapers arrived. The critics, every single
one, including the Times critic a very hard man to please, gave us rave
notices.  This cheered up Alex and Bob who could see the pound signs and
the hear the cash register ringing.

The boys were so excited with Peter proclaiming to anyone who would listen
that I was his dad.  It was getting light by the time we got home and we
only had a couple of hours before the helicopter arrived to take us all to
John and Bruce's party.

Derek and I showered and laid down instructing David to call us in two
hours. We fell asleep straight away and it felt like only five minutes
before we were being woken up. We quickly dressed and walked downstairs
just as we heard the sound of a helicopter landing in a nearby park.

We got into our cars driven by our security to be taken to the park were a
large crowd had gathered.  Once we were all aboard and our security had
moved everyone back to a safe distance we were clear for take-off.  Because
we were in the London Heathrow Airport jurisdiction we had to wait about
five minutes for clearance but then we were on the way.

We gave the boys all the window seats and no sooner had we left the ground
than I was asleep on Derek's shoulder.  The flight took almost three hours
or maybe a bit less, I forget, before we were able to touch down on the
school grounds where the guys teach.

A large marquee had been erected on an adjoining field and Derek remarked
that the guys had spared no expense.  All the teaching staff, several
locals and most of the senior class that they teach were there waiting and
we got a big round of applause when we walked in.  I could see Peter and
the other guys eyes popping out of their heads when they saw all the young
eye candy gathered before them.

I looked across at Peter mouthing the word, no and he laughed mouthing
back, maybe. I gave him a dirty look and he put on his hurt my feelings
look.

Derek and I were introduced by John to the headmaster, an elderly
gentleman, who told us that taking on John and Bruce was the best move he
ever made, "They are a wonderful asset to the school." He added, "I am
retiring next year and the only decision which the board has to make is who
gets my job out of the two of them."

I looked at Derek and winked because we were planning on asking them to
join us as the boys' tutors. To say there was plenty to eat and drink would
be an understatement. Our two hosts disappeared and a local priest arrived.
I noticed Peter and the guys getting on great guns with several of the
seniors and mentioned to Derek that it is a pity this school wasn't closer
to London because it would have been ideal for the boys.

We were all ushered into rows of seats with the priest standing out front
and the school orchestra started playing Mendelssohn's wedding march as our
two dear friends dressed in identical pure white suits shirts bow ties and
vests walked hand in hand down the aisle. Walking in front of them also in
white was a younger school boy carrying a white silk cushion with necklaces
and chains because they already had rings.

It was a very moving and emotional ceremony as once again they exchanged
vows and had their hearts and chains blessed. Then it was all over and the
orchestra played more music as they walked down the aisle being hugged and
congratulated by everyone. When they reached us they both burst into tears
thanking us for everything we had done for them. We remained in a group
embrace for some time before they moved on.  The dance floor was in the
corner and a small stage where the school band was set up playing rock n
roll. Soon the dance floor was crowded.

Derek motioned to me, "do you want to dance?"  This was something I didn't
normally do but for once I said yes.  As soon as we took to the floor the
cameras started popping and I whispered to my lover that at least one
picture would be in the gutter press by morning.

The band maybe deliberately then began a slow love song which was on my
album and we began dancing real close even kissing a couple of times. We
were so engrossed in each other that we didn't realize until we looked up
that we were the only one's dancing with everyone else watching us.
Finally John and Bruce joined us and then some of the others joined in.

A big cheer and applause followed and John approached me saying, "I hope
you don't mind but the school band has been rehearsing some of your songs
for weeks now and would be honored if you would join them on stage."  I
couldn't really refuse and disappoint them so I made my way to the stage
and the look on those boys faces when they saw this made my day.

I shook hands with all of them noticing the hero worship on their faces. I
told them, "Listen guys I'm just an ordinary person who happens to be an
entertainer, you are all just as talented as I am in your own field so
please just call me Cliff and we'll get on fine.  One very important thing
to remember is always enjoy yourself, if you are then your audience will be
doing the same.  Now let's see what you have been learning."

I must say that they played just as well as any professional band, in fact
better than some and when I ad libbed which I often do, they caught on
right away smiling as I tried to trick them.  When I had finished my three
songs and the crowd got quiet I paid tribute to the band telling everyone
there that they were a tribute to the school and their teacher John. "He
was instrumental in teaching me a lot of what I know now and I will never
be able to thank him enough."

The band took a break and I spent half an hour chatting with them and
introducing them to Derek and Peter and the rest of the boys.  I noticed a
couple of boys in the band staying very close to each other and it was
obvious they were an item.

Derek and I singled them out and chatted with them for quite a while.  It
appeared that their story was similar to Derek and I except they were
having problems with both sets of parents coming to terms with their
sexuality, "it isn't easy guys, just take it slowly and steadily and I'm
sure they will come round. My father never did and he died because he was
so anti-gay."

We continued to reassure them until it was time for them to go back on
stage.  We danced another couple of times and then it was time for us to
take off and head back to London. Once again I slept the whole journey and
I think most of the others did too.

All of us went straight to bed I think once we got in. Jason's mother
thanked us telling us that she had never enjoyed herself so much in a long
time.  We had just begun to go upstairs when David said there was a phone
call for me.  I almost didn't answer it but something told me to take it.

I picked up the receiver announcing myself and it was my older sister who I
hadn't heard from for a long time, "Hi sis what's up?" I asked

Sounding tearful she said, "It's mom she's ...

To Be Continued

Writers Corner.

Quite a long chapter and I only managed to fit in half of what I had
planned because at this time a lot was going on in our life.

It of course started were we left off in the last chapter with Peter
allowing his dick to rule his head something which he did often through his
teen years.  He fell for the oldest scam in the book, well almost it was
lucky that another teacher caught them or I could be paying out big money
to our blackmailer.  The big decision to make now is do we send the boys to
another school or get John and Bruce back as tutors.

The trial went off better than we thought although the mob out front the
first day was scary and we all felt threatened.  The outcome was good and
to have Jason's mom stay with us was a pleasure and of course don't forget
we have him and Michael's ceremony coming up as well.

The play well that was one of my real success's and what a weekend that was
with John and Bruce's party as well. By Monday we were all tired but it was
worth it.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter I thought there were a few boring points
which I find interesting but you the reader might not.

Please write and let me know what you think your comments are the only pay
we receive.

Please check out my other stories Rebirth and Living In A Lie. Which have
recently been updated on Nifty.

Hugs

Trevor

Supertev699@hotmail.com

Jack's Jottings,

Indeed, Trevor compacted quite a lot into this chapter.  Young Peter, like
most teenager males, gay, straight or bi, allow their little heads to rule
rather than thinking with the one sitting on their necks.  The pretender
teacher got lost rather quickly, but I wonder and hope Trevor brings him
back in a future chapter so that he can get his just deserts.  I think that
getting private tutors for the boys is a fine resolution to the issue, so
the boys don't have to go back to that school.

It is great having Cliff back on stage, any stage, at the old Bailey or at
a Pub, don't matter as long as it is a stage and there is a loving
audience.  Cliff is certainly in his element when he is performing and even
if he is not quite up to it, he always makes time for his fans.



The trial is now over and the old bigot got his.  Somehow, I just can't
help but think that Trevor will have that character cause difficulty, even
from prison.

Well, what did you think of Bruce and John's reception?  I thought it was a
great setting with lots of loving and supportive people surrounding them.

I got a sinking feeling right there at the end when Cliff got a phone call
from his long lost sister.  It seems that Trevor just can't help himself;
he has to throw a cliff-hanger at us once in a while.

Well, at they say across the pond, Cheers mates.  Write to us and share
your thoughts with us.

Huggs,

Jack

jackunders@yahoo.com