Date: Fri, 10 Oct 2008 07:52:47 +0000
From: Daniel Self <analternativetomodernliving@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jenner and Brown - 3 of 4

This is part three of the four parts to the story.  If you are coming to
this part first, you may prefer to check out parts one and two first which
introduce the characters involved and fill in the background to the scenes
below.  Feedback is always welcome.

This chapter for Art - belated happy birthday!

This story may be unsuitable for minors and contains content that may be
illegal in some countries.

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Jenner returned to his room to find Christopher asleep. He stroked
Christopher's head gently to rouse him.

"If you want to go for breakfast, we'd better get a move on."

Christopher looked at him sleepily.

"Do you want to go?"

"No, not if you don't."

"Let's stay here then and just go to chapel."

Silently, Jenner continued to to stroke Christopher's hair

"How did it go with Shaw?"

"It was fine, all sorted now". Jenner was becoming distracted as he
explored the soft textures of the skin of Christopher's forehead, his ears,
his face and his lips with his fingers. Christopher closed his eyes and
relaxed as Jenner's hand moved to his neck, and then pushed the quilt down
exposing the gentle rising and falling of Christopher's naked chest. Jenner
looked again at Christopher's face, his eyes were still closed and he was
still smiling, enjoying the exploratory fingers of his friend. Jenner
interpreted this as consent to continue, and he felt a surge of sexual
excitement as he began, for the first time, to investigate the body of
another boy.

He ran his index finger in small circles around Christopher's small firm
nipples, enjoying the texture of the darker skin around them. Leaning
forward he carefully ran the tip if his tongue over first one and then the
other nipple before settling on the closer one which he began to suckle on,
eliciting a sigh of pleasure from Christopher. Christopher raised his arm,
intending to stroke Jenner's head, but Jenner gently pushed it down. He
wanted no distractions as he continued his adventure.

He rested his head on Christopher's chest, listening to the excited rhythm
of his young heart beating, and feeling his breathing.  Pushing the quilt
down with his foot, he exposed more of Christopher, his soft relaxed
stomach and his white briefs clearly moulded around Christopher's erection.
Jenner circled the palm of his hand on Christopher's smooth flat waist
applying a gentle pressure and watching his underpants reveal the excited
reaction of Christopher's cock to the firm delicacy of Jenner's hands.  He
ran his fingers precisely up and down the clearly defined V muscle lines
that pointed to Christopher's pleasure centre.

His fingers pushed against the firm restraint of the white elasticated band
of his underwear, rubbing against the graininess of the light coloured
pubic hairs. Whispering to Christopher to raise his bum in the air, he
pushed them down to Christopher's pale hairless thighs releasing the rigid
member that sprang to point at Christopher's navel, reaching half, maybe
more of the way to it. Jenner hesitated. He knew that he wanted
Christopher's cock in his mouth, to suck on it, kiss it, breath hotly on
it, but he wasn't sure that Christopher might think him disgusting. That
would be real queer stuff, not like just having a quick wank together.

Jenner suddenly had an image in his mind of him on the top diving board at
the pool, of the fear, and the exhilaration of running and jumping from the
end. He sank his lips over the soft lip of foreskin at the tip of
Christopher's cock and explored with his tongue. Christopher answered by
groaning and thrusting his hips at Jenner's face, pushing his cock in and
dragging the foreskin back and down the shaft which suddenly felt huge in
Jenner's mouth. Jenner began to move his head up and down the shaft trying
to mimic the motion of a grasping fist with the warm wet cavity of his
mouth. He fondled Christopher's balls and sac feeling them slippery in the
streams of saliva that flowed from his mouth down Christopher's slick
cock. He was aware of a new taste in his mouth, a saltiness, a sweetness
all at one time that he guessed to be Christopher's pre-cum.

It never even occurred to Jenner that Christopher would not cum in his
mouth. He was ready for it and he wanted desperately to feed from
Christopher's cock. He couldn't tell anymore whether it was he sucking
Christopher or Christopher's hips fucking his mouth, but the rhythm
intensified and Jenner felt Christopher's balls suddenly draw up and his
scrotum bunch up around them as his cock began to pump hot sperm into
Jenner's mouth. Christopher cried out as the sensations in his groin
flickered in orgasm, not enough and too much, a thousands times a second,
his seed coursing the length of his cock in waves. Jenner guzzled, it was
the only word to describe the greed and love with which he consumed the
feast, at one point spluttering as the flow of semen overtook his ability
to swallow and he felt the burning heat of Christopher's spunk in his nose.

Jenner slowed his pace to a gentle sucking, carefully drawing the
protective sheath of Christopher's foreskin back over his softening
cock. His head rested on Christopher's heaving belly and he felt
Christopher's hand stroking his hair, like a puppy he thought, like the
head of a baby at the breast. He pulled off Christopher and standing again,
still fully clothed bent over to kiss Christopher. Christopher rubbed
Jenner's cock, still in his trousers. He reached for the button at the top,
deftly undid it and with a single motion pulled both Jenner's trousers and
underpants to his knees.

Jenner's cock stood out in front of him bouncing up and down to the rhythm
of his heart. Christopher stood up from the bed and pushed his own
underpants from his knees to the floor, kicking them of his feet. He pulled
Jenner tight to him and kissed him mouth, tasting his own sperm in it and
savouring the bleachy smell of Jenner's hot breath on his face. Jenner felt
his own cock hard against the softness of Christopher's spent
organ. Christopher reached for his shoulders and pushed him to the
bed. Jenner expected that Christopher was about to return the sucking he
had just received and laid back on the bed with his eyes closed.  He heard
Jenner at the drawer next to his bed and and heard an unfamiliar squirting
sound. Christopher climbed on the bed and sat astride his chest. Jenner
opened his eyes in surprise and then groaned as Christopher grasped
Jenner's cock and lowered the tight ring of his anus down onto it. In an
instant Jenner felt his frenum pulled back and his cock begin to fill
Christopher's belly with the spontaneous ejaculation that burst from his
body. He lunged at Christopher's arse with his all flesh, burying his shaft
to the hilt and beyond, completely absorbed in the union and the need to
fill his friend with his sperm. Christopher fell forward biting at Jenner's
neck allowing Jenner's hips to buck furiously pumping cum into Christopher.

Christopher sat up, still impaled on Jenner's hard cock.  He smiled down at
Jenner who was breathing heavily as his body recovered from orgasm.

"Oh fuck Christopher!"  Jenner panted.

"You certainly did."  Christopher grinned, moving his bottom in a circular
motion that sent post orgasmic tremors through Jenner's sensitised cock.
Jenner was overwhelmed by his experience.

"Fuck Christopher, I never fucked someone before. You're my first."



"You're my second."  Christopher smiled.

Jenner looked at him and whispered,

"Marcus?"

Christopher nodded his head and his face glazed over.  Jenner smiled at his
friend, at his beautiful face that in a single moment expressed both joy
and sadness, gain and loss, hurt and happiness.  He knew that now was not
the time to ask any more.  Christopher wasn't crying and Jenner suddenly
felt very special.

"Okay?"

Another nod.

"Let's go and shower... together...now."

Christopher leant forward and Jenner's softening cock slipped from his
arse. He kissed Jenner on the forehead and climbed off him.

"You'd better get undressed then."


-


Jenner was pleased to find the showers empty, and the boys hung up their
towels and turned on the water, waiting a moment for it to run warm as it
rained down from the large lime-scaled rosette above.

Jenner stepped under the streaming water and Christopher stood behind him
watching his dark hair as the water made it shine, and the rivulets that
ran down the smooth and hairless nape of Jenner's slender neck.  Picking up
the shower gel from the floor, he squeezed a dollop into his hand and began
to gently clean Jenner's shoulders and torso.  Jenner stood still,hearing
only the sound of the shower and feeling only the soft touch of
Christopher's hands as they cleaned his back.  No one had washed Jenner
since he had been a small boy at home with his mother, and now the physical
memories brought a comforting and safe warmth that filled his whole body.
Reluctant to let go of the feelings, he eventually turned around and taking
the gel from Christopher returned the gesture, softly caressing
Christopher's shoulders and back.  New feelings filled him, knowing that he
was now the giver of comfort and safety.  He turned Christopher around and
the two boys hugged one another in the wet, an act of love, not lust.  They
stood in the embrace, totally contented for several minutes as the water
puddled around the four bare feet that marked the pattern of their
closeness on the floor.  Both boys would have happily stayed like that
forever, but Jenner spoke into his lover's ear.

"Time to get dried off and dressed."

As they walked back along the silent corridor to their room, Jenner
realised that they were missing, or had missed chapel, but he didn't care.
Today was the most special day of his life, better than all his birthday's
or any of his fourteen Christmasses.  He'd think of some excuse.

-


There was only a week left of the spring term.  The evenings were starting
to get lighter, and Christopher and Jenner were looking forward to the end
of term as arrangements had been made for Christopher to spend the first
week of the two week holidays staying with Jenner at his house.  The boys
were in their room, the stereo playing Bach, busy completing a piece of
history homework.  There was a knock at the door.

"Come in" Christopher shouted, relieved to be stopping his work.  The door
opened and Shaw walked in.

"Hi guys!  How's it going?"

"It'll be better when I've finished this bloody Martin Luther essay" was
Jenner's surly response. "I'm bloody sick of it."

"Well, you can stop now and come and watch the telly with me for a
bit. Blue Planet is starting at nine."

"Sounds good to me. You coming Chris?"

"Yeah, I'm sick of Herr Luther and his 95 theses.  I can't think of
anything that wouldn't be more interesting at the moment."

The boys got up from their desks and set off to the TV room with Shaw.

The room had a shabby but comfortable feel to it with several old sofas and
arm chairs and was lit by a single rather gloomy lamp in one corner, and
the flickering glow of the large television in another corner.  The room
was empty and the three boys slumped down together on the large sofa
directly in front of the screen.  Christopher sat at one end and Shaw at
the other with Jenner carefully positioning himself in the centre
scrupulously avoiding any public physical contact.

"It's okay you know." Shaw said looking at Jenner.

"What's okay?" Jenner replied looking slightly puzzled.

"About you being queer and stuff."

Christopher now looked at Shaw.  Jenner had told him about his conversation
with Shaw about their relationship, but Shaw had never said anything more
about it until now.

"I mean you are my best friends" Shaw continued looking at both of them.

"and you love each other, but sometimes it's like it's a secret and you're
embarrassed about it, but it doesn't matter and it would be nice for me and
for the rest of us sometimes if you held hands or cuddled or something when
we were around because..."

Shaw struggled for words that could express the unwelcome sense of
exclusion that he felt from such an important part of his best friends'
lives.

"Because sometimes it makes me feel like you don't trust me.  That's all,
it doesn't matter."

As the theme music of their TV programme started, Christopher leant across
Jenner and kissed Shaw on the cheek.

"Sorry."

and he settled back into his corner of the sofa, lifting one leg up and
behind Jenner whom he pulled back to lean against him. He wrapped his arms
around him and tenderly kissed the top of his head.

Shaw smiled.

"That's better."

and Christopher and Jenner could not have agreed more.



-


It was the last day of term.  Trunks had been packed, the final morning of
lessons completed. Christopher and Jenner sat at the window of their room
watching for the arrival of Jenner's parents to take them away.
Christopher was nervous, meeting another boy's parents was always
difficult, and Christopher was concerned about how he and Jenner would keep
their relationship from them.  Jenner sensed his friends discomfort and
knew exactly what he was feeling.  He had gone to stay at Shaw's last term
and Shaw's parents had been like people from another planet.

"My mum and dad are okay you know." He grinned, "they'll like you and you
don't have to worry about meeting them, they're really laid back.  They
even liked Shaw!"  He laughed and Christopher laughed too.

"I know, but you know what it's like, and what if they find out about us or
something."

Jenner looked a little more serious for a moment.

"You know something Chris, I sort of hope they do in a way, I mean, I don't
think I've got the guts to tell them to their face, but I feel sometimes
like I'm cheating on them a bit not telling them.  What about your folks.
Have you said anything to them about it, about us?"

"No, but my parents know that I like boys and they know that I like you
very much so I suppose they might guess"

"Your parents know you're queer?"  Jenner was surprised.

"Yes."

"How did you tell them?  Do they mind?"  Jenner was intrigued.

"Can we talk about it another time Edward?"

Jenner recognised the tone of Christopher's voice and knew that it was best
to drop the subject for the moment, but he was thrilled at the idea that it
was possible to let your parents know and survive and spent the next few
minutes imagining scenarios involving one or other or both of his parents
and what he could say, who he would tell first and how they would react.
His revelry was broken by Christopher pointing down the drive.

"Is that them?"

"It is.  Come on, let's go"

"Hang on." Christopher said and pulling Jenner away from the window gave
him a hug and deep wet kiss.

The boys went down stairs together and Jenner's father was already loading
the second trunk into the back of the large estate car.  Jenner's mother
was sat in the front seat but got out as she saw the boys, and Jenner ran
to her and gave her a distant peck on the cheek.

"Hello Mummy.  This is Christopher." He blushed at his use of the word
Mummy, but unnecessarily as Christopher still called his own parents Mummy
and Daddy and thought nothing of it.

"Hello Christopher, we've heard so much about you."

Christopher quickly went into polite boy autopilot;

"I'm very pleased to meet you.  Thank you very much for having me to stay
this week."

Jenner's father came round from the back of the car and shook both Jenner
and Christopher's hand.

Introductions done, everybody got back in the car and, after waving goodbye
to Shaw whose parents were still to arrive, they set of on the two hour
drive back to Jenner's home.  The journey passed quickly for Christopher in
conversation about favourite subjects, favourite games, music and all the
other things that other boys parents always ask when they meet for the
first time.  He learnt more about Jenner's family, his sixteen year old
sister, Alex, who was away for the whole holiday on "something in Scotland"
and his 20 year old brother Michael who was away at university. He liked
Jenner's parents very much.  As Jenner had said, they seemed relaxed and
informal, and Jenner's father had amused Christopher, who was sitting
behind him, several times on the journey by looking in the mirror and
winking and making silly faces in response to various questions that
Jenner's mother had asked.

It was nearly five when they arrived at Jenner's house which turned out to
be an old Victorian rectory in a large garden.  Christopher thought the
house very beautiful and delighted Jenner's parents with his interest in
it.  They went in through the large imposing front door and Christopher and
Jenner carried in the two trunks from the car.  Christopher's was put away
under the stairs unopened ready to go on with him to his own house in a
weeks time.  Meanwhile Jenner's mother gave instructions for Jenner's to be
up to his bedroom straight away.

"And please make sure ALL the dirty washing comes down to the utility room
before bed time"

"Yes Mummy."

The two boys returned a minute or two later for their overnight bags and a
few loose odds and ends from the car and dashed up the stairs again almost
running into Jenner's large bedroom and closing the door quickly behind
them.

Christopher looked around the room which as well as containing Jenner's 3/4
bed had a large camp bed made up for him.  A long desk with drawers and a
computer filled the whole length of one wall, and the walls were covered in
pegboards that in turn were covered in photographs, cuttings from magazines
and assorted theatre programmes, tickets and other items.  One of the peg
boards was covered with pictures of Christopher and Jenner at school.
Jenner saw Christopher looking at them.

"I put them up at half term."  he said

"I was dreading having to manage without you for two weeks, but now it will
only be for one."

He walked up behind Christopher and held him tight to him grinding his cock
against Christopher's backside.

"But even a week will be too long."  and he turned Christopher around.  He
took of Christopher's school tie and began undoing his shirt and then the
clip of his uniform trousers.

"No more school uniform for two weeks" he grinned up at Christopher "and no
more clothes at all for a while" he said and pulled down Christopher's
trousers and pants exposing his already hard cock.  He knelt down in front
of Christopher and looked at the throbbing erection that was now so
familiar.  The puckered foreskin and the slightly blue veins beneath the
taught almost transparent skin of the shaft.  Jenner loved the shape of
Christopher's cock when it was stiff, the thick almost muscle like ridge of
engorged tissue that ran up the underside.  He licked up its length and
pushed his lips over the head.  Reaching round Christopher's thighs, he
pulled him tighter too him, but Christopher still had his shoes on and his
trousers around his ankles and losing his balance fell backwards on to
Jenner's bed, giggling.

"That was deliberate by the way." Jenner laughed.

He reached down to Christopher's right foot and loosened the lace of his
black shoe and eased it off the foot. He repeated the action on the left
shoe and was then able to pull Christopher's trousers and pants over his
grey socks.  Finally he pulled off both socks leaving Christopher naked,
lying back on the bed with his legs hanging over the edge.  Jenner began
kissing at Christopher's ankle and slowly licked and kissed his way up his
inside leg, past his knee, stroking his soft skinned thighs all the while.
He finally arrived at the point where Christopher's legs met, licking at
the ball sac, gently manipulating the two loose hanging balls with his
tongue and lips and massaging his perineum and around the tight hole of his
arse.  Using his free hand he was able to loosen and kick of his own shoes
and so remove his trousers and pants, leaving him wearing only his white
school shirt and loosened tie.  He stood up and climb onto the bed astride
Christopher, and sitting just below Christopher's hips took both their
cocks in his hand as their balls rubbed against each others. Christopher
pulled aside Jenner's shirt tails like the curtain at the theatre and
watched as Jenner wanked the two cocks together, a blurred mass of sliding
foreskin and pink shafts slick with the pre-ejaculate of both boys.

"I'm close."  Christopher panted.  Jenner only grunted a reply as both
cocks swelled in his hand and began to spew thick white cum, Christopher's
initially spurting at his face and Jenner's pumping through the lips of the
foreskin that still covered the engorged head of his cock, dribbling down
on Christopher's cock.  Jenner slowed his hand and the two boys came down
from their orgasm.  Jenner leant down to Christopher's face, half licking,
half kissing the cum that seemed to cover him, and finally kissed
Christopher full in the mouth sharing the seed of their love.

"I bloody adore you."  Jenner whispered into Christopher's ears, recalling
the thought he had had the first time he had met him. "...and now I know
just what to do about it!" he grinned.

Christopher smiled a puzzled smile at him.

"I'll tell you one day," Jenner said, "but we'd better get cleaned up and
go downstairs now."

The boys both changed into jeans and t-shirts and went down to a warm
kitchen full of the delicious smells of home cooking and Jenner's mother
scrabbling about in freezer trying to extract a packet of frozen vegetables
from the bottom drawer.

"Oh Edward - can you get this brocolli out of there for me.  The stupid
thing is all iced up again. I bloody hate it."

Christopher giggled and poked Jenner in the ribs.

"Now I know where that comes from!" he said, already feeling like one of
the family.

-

Neither boy could remember a time that they had felt happier and easier
with their worlds than that first week of the spring holiday.  The weather
had been wet and cold at the beginning, but by Thursday, the day before
Christopher was to leave, spring seemed to arrived with warm sunshine and
clear skies.  Jenner had searched his room when they had finished breakfast
and found shorts for both him and Christopher, and they decided to prepare
some sandwiches and drink and go out for a cycle ride for the day.  Jenner
had told Christopher about the large common ten or twelve miles away that
comprised mostly gorse bushes, grass and sandy tracks and had a large
disused gravel pit near the centre where he had often been swimming with
his brother Michael in the past.

He was sure that his brother's bike was still in good working order in the
garage, but it was nearly an hour later that the two boys finished
repairing the puncture that had flattened the back tyre.  Jenner's mother
had prepared a box of food and drink which Jenner added to the two towels
in his rucksack.

"In case we go for a paddle." He said to his mother who reminded him that
the water would be freezing and that they were not to go swimming in it.

The cycle ride was long and hot, and both boys were wearing only their
shorts and shoes and socks by the time they arrived at the gravel pit,
their t-shirts having been removed sometime ago and tucked securely into
the waists of their trousers to flap about in the breeze.  They came to a
stop at the edge of the gravel pit where the slope to the edge created a
small beach leading to the chilly looking green water. The wind rippled
surface reflected the sun in sparkling flashes as the two boys settled down
on their towels and opened a bottle of fizzing water to quench their
thirsts.  Jenner passed the bottle to Christopher who drank a few gulps and
passed it back to Jenner for his turn.

"My mum was right about the water."  Jenner said

"Even in the middle of the summer it's freezing cold, I suppose because
it's so deep.  Good for a paddle though." he continued, reaching down and
undoing his trainers and pulling of the socks that had started the journey
white but were now a sandy yellow colour from the dust of the tracks on the
common.  Christopher followed suit and the two walked down to the edge and
stealthily tried the water.

"Awwww, it's freezing!"  Christopher laughed and kicked some water up at
Jenner, splashing his chest and stomach and covering his light khaki
coloured shorts with dark patches.

"You bugger! That's bloody cold."  and Jenner splashed out at Christopher.
Within minutes both boys were soaking wet and almost unable to stand for
laughing.  They ran back up to their towels and sat down, still giggling,
to soak up the warmth of the sun and dry off.

Lunch was soon eaten and Christopher laid back resting his head on Jenner's
still rather damp lap.  Jenner stroked his head with one hand whilst
finishing of an a crunchy green apple.

"Did you ever have a wank outdoors?"  Jenner asked.

"That's what I love about you Edward, such a good line in after dinner
conversation."  Christopher smirked. "Hmmm ... no I haven't, well, only in
a tent once, so that was sort of outdoors I suppose"

"Nor me."

Silence, but Christopher could feel Jenner's cock hardening under his head.
He rubbed his hair against Jenner's lap.

"Mmmm, feels like you could do with finding out what it feels like."  he
grinned up at Jenner, his brown eyes catching the light reflected from the
water.

Jenner reached across and patted the obvious bulge in Christopher's shorts.
He looked around him, but there was no one to be seen or heard anywhere,
but cautious, he said to Christopher;

"Why don't we take the bikes and towels back a bit behind the bushes there
and be a bit more private."

Christopher nodded his head and they both stood up and gathered their
things together. They wheeled their bikes about thirty metres into the
dense bushes and settled down again, this time securely surrounded by
gorse.  Christopher lay back and Jenner lay beside him on resting on his
elbow and kissed him.

"Go on then"

"Go on then what?" Christopher grinned.

"Have a wank outside of course."

"What? Me? Wank myself?" Christopher asked

"Go on.  I've never seen you wanking yourself.  I want to watch, just watch
you wank `til you cum on yourself.  Go on, do it like I wasn't there, as if
you were on your own."

Christopher felt the butterflies of sexual excitement in his lower belly.
Jenner watched intently as he reached down and undid the buttons of his
shorts, pulling the fly apart and pushing his shorts and underpants down
his thighs.  His cock was rigid, pointing at his navel from its nest of
light brown pubic hair.  Christopher looked at Jenner for reassurance.

"Go on then."  Jenner's voice had a tremble of anticipation.

Christopher closed his eyes and cupped his balls in one hand whilst
stroking the firm flatness of his stomach slowly getting closer to his
pulsing cock.  Leaving his foreskin covering the head, he grasped his
stiffness with two fingers just below the frenum and his thumb just below
the crown and began to slowly move his hand from the wrist, up and down,
each movement pulling the foreskin back a short way down exposing the
deeper pink of the head before covering it a again with each stroke.
Christopher concentrated on the feelings that surged through his body from
the well practiced movement, using his other hand to fondle his balls and
occasionally stroked between his thighs and the cheeks of his backside.  As
Jenner watched he unconsciously rubbed and his own hardness through the
damp of his shorts, enjoying the show Christopher was putting on for him.

Christopher was becoming increasingly absorbed in his own sexual
satisfaction and soon felt his orgasm approaching.  His legs stiffened out
in front of him and he raised his head breathing heavily and watched his
cock as his groin spasmed and sperm erupted from the exposed tip spattering
his chest and heaving belly. His wrist slowed and he lay his head back with
a sigh, closing his eyes and letting his orgasm wash over him. He opened
his eyes and looked at Jenner.

"You are so bloody beautiful," Jenner whispered to him "and so fucking
sexy." he smiled.

Christopher looked at him.

"Your turn now." He said to Jenner "Do it standing up and cum on me!"

Jenner stood up and pushed his shorts down revealing his cock straightaway,
having decided against underpants that day.  Grasping his cock in a fist he
started to wank, thrusting his hips out towards Christopher who lay below
him looking up at his balls swinging under the fast moving hand brilliantly
lit by the hot sunshine.  Jenner took only moments before grunting and
drizzling sperm over Christopher's face, torso and genitals below him.  He
had clearly found Christopher's display a great turn on, because he could
not remember producing such a long flow of cum before.  He collapsed to his
knees beside Christopher.

"I needed that." he giggled and wiped his cock against Christopher's chest.

"You're covered!"  Jenner laughed, and picking up his t-shirt wiped
Christopher's spunk covered body with it.  They hugged and lay down in the
hot sunshine, both dozing for half an hour or so before packing up the
rucksack, having drunk all the remaining water.  Climbing back on their
bikes, they cycled home to Jenner's house arriving back just after Jenner's
father got back from work.

-

Friday morning arrived, and although Christopher was looking forward to
seeing his parents, he was sad to be leaving the Jenner's and most of all
Jenner.  The week had been perfect and both boys thoughts were focussed on
their being together again at school in a weeks time.  Christopher had got
up and dressed early on that last morningso that he could say goodbye to
Jenner's father before he left for work.  Jenner had stayed in bed, still
sleepy, telling Christopher that he would be down in a few minutes.  When
Jenner's father had left Christopher and Jenner's mother sat at the large
wooden kitchen table, Christopher finishing a bowl of cereal and Jenner's
mother drinking a cup of coffee from the large pot that seemed to be always
full and freshly made in the filter machine next to the radio on the
kitchen worktop.

"Edward is going to miss you when you go Christopher.  It's been lovely for
him to have a friend here for some of the holiday.  I suppose it's one of
the drawbacks of boarding that you don't get to make friends at home."

"I've had a great time here, thank you very much."

"You and Edward are very fond of each other aren't you?"  Jenner's mother
continued.

Christopher thought he detected a hint of something in the tone of her
voice, as though she was offering something.  The chance to tell her more.

"He's my best friend at school, and we share a room so we know each other
really well." he replied, worried that the conversation might be about to
take a more serious tone.  He found himself wishing that Jenner would hurry
downstairs.

"...and we both like music."

She looked at him, seeming to take stock for a moment.

"Well, he's very lucky to have a friend like you Christopher.  We have very
much enjoyed having you here, and I hope it wont be too long before you can
come again.  Edward has not always been happy at school, but he certainly
seems to be now."  she paused and smiled at Christopher.

"and I think it's probably you that makes him happy."

Edward walked through the kitchen door.

"Hello Mummy."  He kissed her cheek. "Any coffee left?"

She smiled at Christopher again and poured coffee for three.

An hour later Christopher's father arrived.  Christopher ran out to meet
him and to his surprise found himself giving him an affectionate hug.

"Hello Daddy.  You found us alright!  This is Edward" he said, gesturing
towards Jenner, "and this is Mrs. Jenner.".

Greetings, thanks and the loading of Christopher's trunk into the car
followed.  His father was offered coffee but explained that they had to get
on.  He got into the car and Christopher went intending to shake Jenner's
mother's hand, but instead she kissed him on each cheek and gave him a hug
promising to see him again soon.  Jenner and Christopher looked at each
other, and then oblivious to company hugged each other tightly to say their
goodbyes.  Christopher got into the car and lowering the window waved from
it as his father drove them away until he could no longer see Jenner.
Suddenly his world seemed very silent and he felt a brief panic of
unhappiness.  His father looked at him and ruffled his hair.

"It's only a week Chris, only a week."  Christopher smiled at his father, a
smile that let his father know that he was going to be fine.

"Only a week." He smiled.

Jenner wiped his eyes with his arm as the car disappeared from view but
stood still for a minute looking at the countryside that it had driven
into, picturing Christopher at the window still waving.

"Come on sunshine.  Let's get some coffee and a biscuit ."  his mother's
voice stirred him.

In the kitchen his mother put the coffee jug, two mugs, a small sherry and
a plateful of chocolate digestives on a tray and they went out through the
French windows to sit at the table outside in the sun.

They sat for a few minutes in silence, sipping at the coffee.  His mother
looked at Jenner and at the garden.

"I did like Christopher.  Such a nice young man" she said feeling the words
woefully stereotypically mother like.

"I glad you liked him Mummy. He's really nice isn't he."

"He is darling, and he certainly seems to have brought about a change in
you."  She smiled caringly at him, knowing that now was as probably as good
a chance as she and her son would get to talk about his relationship with
Christopher.

"Do you think so? " Jenner was pleased at the observation.

 "Don't you Edward?"  his mother returned the question.

Jenner looked at his mother.

"It makes me very happy being with him Mummy, so very happy."  He could
feel a lump in his throat.  "I love him so much" .  He felt the wetness of
tears in his eyes and wiped them again with his arm.  His mother reached
for his hand.

"I know darling," she patted his arm "I know."

and Jenner suddenly realised that she did know.  He looked up at her.

"and you don't mind?"

"Edward, you'll be fifteen soon.  You're old enough to be pretty sure how
you feel about boys and girls and you are still Edward, nothing has
changed, I have just learned something new about you."

"How did you know?"  Jenner was having trouble adjusting to the knowledge
that his mother knew, or even thought about such things as how he felt
about boys.

"Oh Edward," she held his hand tightly "I'm not so old that I have
forgotten what being in love feels like, and, as your sister would no doubt
say, you are completely "loved up" at the moment.  It shines out of you and
Chris whenever the two of you are together.  Actually, Alex commented on
the photos on your peg board at half term, although I just dismissed it as
a joke at the time.  She said you and Chris looked like two boys in love.
Well she was right, and ..."

Jenner interrupted.

"What will Daddy say?"

The prospect of seeing his father and talking about his feelings was a
daunting one. Jenner had no idea how he might react.  His mother saw the
concern on his face.

"Daddy and I spoke about you and Chris last night.  We were both agreed
that we would talk with you today,and we both feel the same way.  Your
happiness and your future are the two things that matter most to us in the
world.  If your relationship with Chris was adversely affecting your school
work then we might have been worried, but it's not, in fact, if anything
the opposite seems to be true, and obviously Chris makes you very happy,
happier than we have seen you.  Christopher is a boy,and I suppose we
always assumed that it would be a girl that would be lucky enough to have
you for a boyfriend, but as I said, you're a grown up boy now. You know
about yourself more than anyone else, and no one has the right to challenge
you in that.  We love you, and you have always made us proud and that has
not and will not be any different because we know that you are gay."

Jenner was silent.  He was crying inside, humbled and ashamed that he could
have ever thought the his parents might have reacted in any other way.  If
he was smaller, he thought, he would have sat on Mummy's lap and hugged her
and cried until he fell asleep, but he was too big.

"Thank you Mummy.  I love you."

He felt that he needed to give something in exchange for the happiness and
relief that his mother had just given him, but he had nothing more than
himself to offer, and his mother wanted nothing else, so they sat in the
sun and finished their coffee as Jenner told his mother all about how
wonderful Chris was.