Date: Sat, 16 Nov 2013 10:14:13 -0700
From: jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Lord James and the Young Highwayman, Part Four" by Jay Roberts  Gay Historical

"Lord James and the Young Highwayman, Part Four"   Gay Historical


James made his last visit to the Duke and turned the arrangements for the
funeral over to Wilson.  There was a very noticeable change in the way the
servants treated James now that he was the Lord of the Manor.  Wilson
particularly was very respectful, an alteration from his previous somewhat
familiar grown up to child way of behaving.

James discovered several trunks of clothing that his uncle had collected
for many years.  The ones surviving from his youth were perfect fits for
Simon, what albeit a bit old fashioned. There were also very fine boots,
both low and high made by a London bootmaker that both young men admired.
From now on, Simon would have a full wardrobe that would last him many
years.

On the day of the funeral, Simon announced that he would not attend.
"After all, I'm a stranger and it is a funeral is for family.  James
dressed all in black with a high stove pipe hat with black feather funeral
plume.  He looked very handsome and dramatic with his lovely features and
pale complection.  Wilson drove the seldom used formal coach.  Toby, the
groom ought to have filled this duty but he was somehow unavailable.

Buckingham palace sent a large flower arrangement and also a representative
in the person of an unimportant royal.

After the funeral James was delivered back to what was now his estate since
there were no other heirs.  There were provision for refreshments for those
attending the funeral but none were actually expected to return to the
mansion.

He immediately sought Simon.  He was feeling a bit horny from the
restraints of the funeral.  This was not in a large house and one of the
parlor maids said that he might be found in the stable area.  She gigged
annoyingly.

James entered the stable.  It now held only three horses.  Not much task
for Toby, the husky red headed groom.  The stable had once housed nine
horses when fox hunts were held on the twenty acre grounds.  But that was
the old days.

As he entered the barn he did not call out for he heard sounds coming from
up the stairs, He walked up with a steady quiet treat and turned the corner
where the door stood open.  The sight that greeted him almost made him
stagger perilously near the stair landing.

He was greeted by the sight of Simon's handsome arse, bare and opening and
closing as he thrust back and forth into the grooms compliant hole.  Toby's
strong, red haired legs were wrapped about Simon's waist.  James could see
the lad's face, red with passion, as he turned this way and that in his
throes of coming orgasm.  James listened a minute to Simon's grunts as he
pleased his sexual partner and Toby's cries, almost girlish, as he tumbled
to his completion.

James decided not to call attention to his presence and intended to slip
away unnoticed but just as he backed away near the landing Simon turned his
head and James thought that he might have caught a glimpse of his being
there.

James returned to his room and began removing his dark clothes worn at the
funeral when the door burst opened and Simon, bare foot and half dressed,
burst in.  He held out his arms in supplication.

"Dear Lord James I hope what you witnessed did not distress you.  Toby
became as one of my old customers, though young and quite delicious.  What
I mean is that he opportuned me offering a fine sum to have me fuck him.  I
do need some pocket money and I obliged.  Naturally there was no love
between us as I hope there is between your Lordship and me."

James was softened by this speech and said, "Let Toby wank when he has
needs.  As for you, I point to the strong box in the corner that contains a
few thousand pounds.  You may avail yourself of whatever you need without
accounting to me."

Simon laughed in glee.  "I am the discoverer of a treasure, you and that
strong box.  But now is there anything I can do for you my dearest Lord?"

"Yes there is.  Very definitely there is.  I desire a fuck."

"Wonderful.  I held back with Toby and am ready to thrust into your
beautiful bottom and have both of us spend together."

"That is not my intention.  I desire to take my droit seigneur.  I
ask...nay order you to undress and lay yourself on your back on the bed and
lift your strong legs and hold them aloft with your big hands."

Simon at first laughed merrily but then, as he realized that James was more
than serious, his expression become looked dismayed.  "Though I love you I
have never been entered.  It is a rule with me to fuck but never be fucked.
Already I have suckled you, I departure from my usual habit as I always
received the service."

"You are talking a lot and wasting time, my cock is beginning to drip.
Assume the position I described or leave this room and leave this house.
You may take the clothes you are wearing only."

Simon sighed.  Even James could see that it was a mixture of fear, but also
yearning for a new adventure.  Meekly he undressed and lay down on his back
and did lift his legs and held them with each hand around them at the
thighs.

James threw off his clothes but never left off staring at the compliant boy
waiting for him.  His breathing was deepening with each moment until he was
sighing with each breath.  As he neared his prey Simon sucked in his breath
and held it fearfully.  He was not used to being used sexually yet the idea
had stiffened his cock more than it had ever been.

James had planned to enter quickly, to overcome any reluctance by such a
surprise move but he encountered a problem immediately as Simon,
consciously or unconsciously, closed his opening, barring James tool from
the hot passage.  At first James was baffled on how to continue but then he
remembered something from his childhood.  There were Simon's big manly feet
just inches from James soft hands and fingers.  He touched the bottom of
James's feet.  Immediately there was a loud intake of breath.

James pursued.  He scraped his finger nails over the area again and Simon
emitted a loud grunt, almost a choked off giggle.  James was enjoying this
power.  He then began a steady scraping on the sensitive feet and Simon
lost all control over his dignify as he began trying to pull his feet away
whilst giggling like a girlish child.

This attach on Simon proved the perfect method to make him forget to
tighten his sphincter and surely it flew open and welcomed James' long
curved penis inside.  As James allowed himself a momentary sheltered rest
for his rampant cock, Simon realized that he had been duped.  His face was
angry, but as James began to pull halfway out, Simon experienced, with
wonder, that he missed the intruder.  He had not long to consider this as
James rammed back.  Simon whooped in surprise but he also realized that
each time James began a thrust and then pulled up, that he, Simon, was
trying to follow the action as if to recapture the full feeling.

James watched the former criminal's face as he began a full sexual gallop.
Simon's face no longer was angry.  It seemed ecstatic with pleasure as he
began to enjoy giving up his independence to allow being used.  He felt
glowing love for the boy who was studiously fucking him even though he knew
that James was intent on his own eventual release.

"Fuck me hard, with respect, My Lord.  Do not hold back."

James gruffly replied, "I shall not spare you until you spurt you milk on
your own hairy belly."

Simon groaned at the master's words, enjoying being a servant for the first
time.  Suddenly his eyes opened widely and his mouth followed.  Feelings of
helplessness were seething throughout his body.  He had never felt a coming
o rganasm so invade his body.  It was terrifying, yet thrilling.  He cried
out his worry, "Oh Sir, I am approaching the moment."

James could see sweat breaking out all over the street boy's chest and
neck, goose flesh roamed up and down as well and Simon set to moaning and
crying as tears spilled out of his eyes.

James began to feel a vibration within Simon's insides and that massaged
James' organ bringing it to the pitch of cuming.  His head was thrust back
and his face contorted with the power of his imminent release.

Simon's face was contorted with the beginning of his ejaculation.  It
spurted thick white spooge over his chin and chest as he writhed and moaned
helplessly.  James lost awareness for a time as his cock began to spew
inside Simon.  Finally he fell upon James, trying to recover.

"Oh you have done it now," wailed Simon.  "I have lost my superior position
forever.  I shall be a piteous beggar now, begging to be fucked."

"And I, a kindly lord will offer you, no coins, but heavy thrusts.  Now a
quick kiss to seal the bargain."

"My dear Lord, sir, what about poor Toby?  Shall I desert him and his
requirements?"

"No we will both make the horse boy happy in the future, but no exchange of
money.  All will be free."

The lads nestled together and soon entered the realm of sleep.


The End