Date: Wed, 10 Jan 2001 19:15:35 -0000
From: Jamie <virus@dial.pipex.com>
Subject: Chris-and-Jamie  Chapter 18

Same stuff - don't read this is u r underage or u don't like reading stories
of love between two boys.

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Chris's Story (Jamie can get real boring sometimes!)

`My most noble lords...' Jamie's dad, Joseph began.

I peered down from the member's gallery; its heavy drapes enveloped the
first tier of the House of Lords of the English Parliament. Below was the
immense throw of the Chamber, full to the brim.
It was the State Opening of Parliament, and Joseph, who had recently been
appointed as the Queen's Lord Great Chamberlain, was announcing the presence
of the Sovereign. The charade had been already going on for an hour and I
really couldn't see the point in it all.
Joseph was wearing his robes of state (so he said); three golden trims
enveloped a large black cloak. From where I was it seemed that he was the
only one in the room wearing black. My eyes began to grow heavy under the
thought of having to sit here for another two hours before I could escape
with Jamie.
>From my vantage point I could see the entire layout of the House. The lords
were sitting on the heavy woolsacks in the middle of the room. The blood red
of the rest of the seats had been obscured from view by the plump figures of
the members of the House of Commons, who had all squeezed in to see the
Queen speak to both houses. Joseph was standing at the head of the
woolsacks, still speaking to the gathered populace.
Looking around I could see Jamie sitting just behind the members of the
Commons, with all the other holders of courtesy titles. Since I could
understand none of this, I was amazed to see him in his full state dress.
The red cloak flowed from his shoulders, heavily over his knees and fell in
a bundle at the floor. Four rings of ermine, trimmed with a golden lace,
were joined to his cloak, and a huge golden chain hung around his thin neck.
His insignias of knighthood, those of the Order of Bath (GCB) and the Order
of the British Empire (KBE), were worn on his left breast -- after being
fashioned into tight bows. He looked so funny that I almost laughed. My Dad
threw me a piercing glance, but I kept looking directly at the boy I loved.
After almost a year I knew for certain that I had truly found that one who
was going to make me happy. The sharpness of his nose gave way to moist red
lips. They were almost as deep a red as his cloak, and looked much more
tasty. He turned at that moment and his eyes rose to the gallery to meet
with mine. Interlocking for a few moments I blew him a kiss and quickly cut
back to the speech.

`...I present Her Most Gracious Majesty Elizabeth II, By the Grace of God
Queen of the United Kingdom of Great Britain, Northern Ireland and all her
territories overseas, Head of the Commonwealth and Defender of the Faith.'
Joseph had concluded, and waved his hand in the direction of the back of the
hall.

The Queen emerged in a pure white dress, trimmed with silver. From her left
shoulder to her waist was worn the sash of the Order of the Garter; and from
that hung the two royal family orders (her Father's and herown), as well as
the dame insignia of the Order of Bath. As she strode down the aisle, the
lords all stood. When she sat I saw them all fumble at the backs of their
seats. Soon they had all produced sparkling crowns; I could count roughly
five different types. As the Queen motioned, the Dukes, including Joseph,
placed their coronets onto their heads. The Marquises were next, followed by
the Earls, Viscounts and Barons. At the motion to the Earls I looked over at
Jamie; he touched the coronet, with its sixteen points, to his head and let
go, the heavy gold slipped down over his eyes, as always it was too big. He
pushed it up, so that his eyes were just peaking out from under the brim as
the rest of it was down almost to his shoulders. This time I couldn't help
myself, my laughter echoed around the acoustically sound hall.
The Queen, who was halfway through her speech, looked up at the member's
gallery and shot me a withering glance. I just smiled and sat back under the
stern gaze of my parents. She glanced back down at her notes and continued
with the speech.

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`What the hell did you do that for?' Jamie was flying into a rage very
quickly. `She saw you. If anyone really noticed they will find out who you
are, and they will find out about me and you, and then they will...'

`Take it easy!' I calmed him down, knowing that he was just rambling to let
off steam. `I said I'm sorry; she was very boring.'

Seeming to lose his edge, Jamie leant in closer and we continued our
whispered conversation in a corner of the member's lobby.

`She did look funny when you laughed. Did you see the look on her face?' He
was beginning to giggle.

`How the fuck could I have missed it? She was staring right at me!'

More giggles ensued, which brought Joseph marching over from a nearby
conversation with a few other portly gentlemen.

`You kids okay? And Chris, I see you gave our sovereign lady a little
amusement today.' I looked up and saw that he was joking.

The same feeling that I felt in the chamber built up inside of me and I once
more erupted into laughter. Joseph continued to explain that he had been
talking to the Queen and she had told him it was one of the funniest things
she has ever seen at a State Opening. She said they were usually so "dull".
I was a hero to America; I had disrupted Parliament before it had even
begun. Cute or what?

`And is this the little Lord Sandringham whom I've heard so much about?
Won't you introduce me to your friend, James?'

A shrill voice had risen over the variable din of the tiny room. I turned to
see a lady dressed in white and silver; her long gloves rose to above the
elbow and her warm eyes danced with a peculiar light -- one that I have never
seen since. She was standing in front of me. She was talking to me.

`This is Christopher, ma'am.' Jamie cut across the connection and introduced
me. `Chris, Her Majesty the Queen.'

She held out her hand, but I couldn't do anything -- I froze to the spot. The
hot breath on my neck told me that Jamie was getting madder and madder.
After whispering that I was embarrassing him in my ear, I found my sense of
touch. Reaching out, my hand closed on hers and she smiled, content with the
response.

`I hear that you two are together, so to speak.'

Jamie, who had been watching a cute waiter moving around behind us, suddenly
snapped his head to the front so quickly it sent his coronet tumbling to the
floor. Bending feebly to pick it up he stammered to reply.

`Er...in what way, ma'am?' He said nervously.

`Together, as in together, Lord Sandringham. Surely you can take my
meaning.'

I stepped slightly to the side and watched the unfolding spectacle. The
enjoyment of watching Jamie flounder was rising by the minute. Unfortunately
I was beginning to giggle again. The feeling rose from my stomach, so that I
knew it was going to happen before the event, and caught in my throat. At
the first sign of muffled noises, both parties turned to me. The Queen had
an amiable smile on her face, and I could see that, if anything, she was
enjoying it herself.

`Don't worry, James.' She began to speak again. `I am human, you know. And I
know what young lovers can get up to.' Leaving it at that, a flash of white
silk swept away into the crowd.

Jamie was still looking stunned; his mouth was hanging open and his eyes,
normally so calm, were wide and unblinking. I waved my arm in an light arc
in front of his face and he woke from his trance.

`I can't believe she said that.' Were my first words to him, upon his return
to the living world. `I always thought she was dead against gays.'

`We're not gay.' Jamie grinned. `We're in love.' He kissed me right there,
in front of everyone.

I could see that some of the others in the room had not liked the spectacle
and had turned their backs to us, whilst it didn't seem to bother others. I
really couldn't care less if it did anger some people -- It was my life and I
was determined to enjoy it!

`You know.' Jamie started to speak again. `There's a small office, just down
the hall, that I know for a fact is vacant at the moment.'

I grinned from ear to ear, and felt a slight pressure on my ass. Jamie's
grip had gotten a lot stronger and I wasn't about to let it go to waste.

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The door banged shut behind us and I turned the key in the lock. Jamie sat
on the desk and began to remove the heavy cloak that he was wearing.

`Hehehe...you don't want to get cum stains on your state robes just yet.
You'll need them for another few years yet.' I laughed and went over to help
him divest himself.

Unclipping the clasp I pulled the red regalia from it's previous holding and
tossed it into a corner. The medals made a dull thud as the cloak hit the
floor. I noticed that there was a damp patch of sweat that had formed on his
T-Shirt from the result of sitting in the blazing heat for three hours.
Unfortunately I didn't have time to admire it was it was soon lifted to
reveal a smooth, hairless chest, just begging for attention. My hands found
their way to his jeans, and as I slid them down my tongue went to work on
his left nipple.

Jamie threw his head back and began to moan softly. I moved quickly to his
right nipple and increased his enjoyment twofold. I could feel that there
was a large monster stirring beneath the black cotton of his briefs. My hand
brushed it gently and it responded, straining to break free from the harsh
and confined cage it was contained within.

I stood back and allowed him to watch as I removed the rest of my clothing.
I was performing a delicious strip-tease dance for him. Whilst I was trying
my best to look as good as he deserved, he lay back on his hands and slowly
licked his lips. God, that kid was seductive. I lost control and rushed to
his feet. Spreading his legs wide open on the desk, I yanked down his briefs
and took the whole of his enormous cock into my mouth. It was warm and
juicy, with a tint of precum oozing down the side of the shaft. It wasn't
getting away from me that easily -- I lapped it up with a quick flick of my
tongue.
Having lubed up his cock enough I straddled him on the desk. Pushing a few
papers and a red box to the floor, I leant forward and felt him enter me.
The saliva was acting as a very good lubricant, and I was able to slide all
the way down without too much pain. Eventually he was entirely inside me --
the feeling excelled itself. It was just like the first time -- that night in
France.
I began to rock up and down gently; the desk was creaking slightly under our
weight. Looking into his eyes, I found that his tongue was waiting for my
own. They intertwined in a brief moment and exchanged the warm and tender
passions that we both needed to express to each other.
I knew that he could not last much longer, and neither could I by the
feeling I was receiving from his cock as it hit my prostate. The feeling was
growing, and I was in heaven. I threw back my head as I erupted my load all
over Jamie's chest and the desk's leather topping. A few moments later,
Jamie came into his own, fully blowing it into my. The cream of love felt so
good as it washed out my innards. We collapsed in a ball of sweat and eros
passion.
In our hurry to leave and return to the party before anyone saw us, we did
not see the sign on the door, which swung shut behind us on our way out of
the small office.

           HM the Queen: Private Office, Parliamentary Division

That would be a thing to tell the guys at school: if I hadn't only found out
a few weeks ago - hehehe.

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Was that better?

Anyway, as hard as it is to believe, the story is true, and Chris and I are
still together.

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