Date: Sun, 2 May 2010 08:02:12 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Two Grooms and a Young Lord, Part Four" by Jay Roberts   Gay Historical

On the ride back, Chris asked me if I would like to sit up front on the
buck board.  He even gave me the reins once.  It was fun, but the constant
chilly wind blowing made it not as much fun as it might have been on a
better day.

He dropped me in the rear courtyard and I went into the kitchen.  Cook saw
my shivering and she immediately assumed a motherly role.  I enjoyed hot
mulled cider and bread with heavy butter and jam.  I told her that I
planned to go into the adjourning pantry and put on my new valet suit and
show it to sir.

"Oh lad, I don't know.  He has a visitor and Mr. Ward is also up there.
Perhaps you should wait until tomorrow."

"Well, I'll hold off my style show until tomorrow, but I do want to present
myself to Sir James."

She signed in resignation as I left my new clothes on a table and hurried
upstairs.  The door was closed.  I turned the handle and pushed it open.  I
found Blake, undressed completely, posing on a platform and holding a Romon
shield carefully placed to cover his genitals.  His hair had been set in a
profusion of curls to resemble a Roman.  I also noted that he was scrubbed
and clean.

Mr. Ward was standing by watching the proceedings and his prong was out of
his trousers and he was absently mindedly shagging himself as I entered.

My dear lord was behind a box on a tripod.  He had a black cloth over his
head.  Was this some sort of devil's worship I had interrupted.  Ward
immediately pushed his cock in his pants and buttoned up.  Blake smiled
broadly and greeted me saying, "Wha' you think brother, I had a bath.  I
feel lighter but Ward here scrubbed me skin to a fair the well."

Sir James heard all this and divested himself of his covering.  He was
about to rush and kiss me, but he realized that the others were in the room
and merely greeted me warmly and expressed that he had missed me.  "Did you
obtain your new uniforms?"

"Yes Sir, they are safe downstairs.  I will model them for you at another
time.  Are you well?"

"Of course foolish boy.  Why do you ask?"

"That strange black covering and that device you are looking into."

"Oh yes, it is a new hobby of mine.  Wet plate photography.  I will show
you how it words later."  Then turning to Blake, he said, "Your pictures
will hang in galleries and men and women will admire you the world over."
Blake blushed with pride and forgot to hold up his shield.  He had a stiff
erection from all the attention.

"Ward," Sir James said, "You may assist Blake in dressing and show him out.
I have no further need of your services this evening.  Leave the port
bottle here."

As soon as they were gone, he came close to and kissed me warmly on the
lips.  He poured large glasses of port for each of us and we sipped and
kissed with port wine flavored tongues.  It was heaven.

I felt his rampant member pressing on my side each time he was close.  I
decided that, as a servant, I should offer my services.  I pointed to his
middle and he reddened and nodded, sitting down on a red silk chair.  As I
assume my kneeling position, he asked, "I suppose being alone in the
carriage with Ward, that you he bummed you.  I hope it did not hurt too
much.  I have never faced that heavenly pain, but I have thought about it,
at times.

"Oh sir, I hope you will think ill of me but Mr. Ward did not have his way
with me, in fact, I demanded and was successful in, in..."

"Yes?"

"Fucking him, sir."

James' face reddened and he sighed heavily.  "Oh George you are a scamp.  A
beloved bad boy but you make my lower, nether lips tremble in sexual
excitement.  Would you, but with care, gentleness and love introduce me to
that form of love between men?"

I was choked with longing for his pretty bottom.  I answered by kissing him
forcefully and undressing him at the same time.  In a moment, he was naked,
as was I.  Drear James was trembling with excitement.  It was endearing.  I
had a role ot play and I must be sure the dear lord enjoys every minute.
My position and love and even my freedom depended on it.  I took a rash
beginning that was successful.

I pushed James handsome legs up almost to his shoulders and ordered him to
hold them fast.  He looked at me and I could see mixed feelings of outrage
and curiosity playing across his beautful face.  I lost no time in
acquainting him with my purpose.