Date: Thu, 11 Feb 2016 21:13:09 -0800
From: True Fan <truefanauthor@gmail.com>
Subject: Priorities - Book I - Chapter 6 (gay/young-friends)

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Priorities
Chapter 6 - Going Back


*** ~~~ Trevor ~~~ ***


I woke up after another totally awesome sleep. That's when it hit me -- I
had to go back today. The past couple of days gave me the chance to feel
what it was like to be part of a real family, and I never wanted it to end.
Despite what Dad and Daddy, and even Grandpa had told me about being their
son forever, I still had a pain in my heart at having to leave them.  Even
if it was only going to be a couple days.


I was about to get out of bed when I heard a knock on the door. I called
out for whoever it was to come in and Daddy opened the door and entered. I
was still in bed with the covers over the bottom part of me hiding my
morning boner. I don't know why, but I felt embarrassed that he might see
it. He came over and sat on the edge of the bed.


"I wish you didn't have to go back today, Trevor. But Bobby told me it's
only for a couple of days then you can come back home where you belong."
The look in his eyes told me he was being honest, and I even thought I saw
a tear or two in the corners of his eyes.


I ignored the fact that I wasn't wearing anything or even if I still had a
bone when I literally threw myself at him and gave him the biggest hug! "I
wish I didn't have to go either, Daddy. I love you and Dad so much!" I know
I had tears running down my face, but I didn't care!


Daddy slapped my butt and said, "You get your cute naked butt into the
shower and I'll pack your bag. I'm sorry, but I tossed all of your old
clothes into the donation bin yesterday so you'll have to take some of your
new clothes with you."


I got out of bed and walked over to my bathroom door before turning back to
Daddy, "For years I dreamed about being adopted. I had lots of times where
people seemed to like me, but I'm really glad now that none of them adopted
me so I could meet you and Dad. I know this is where I really belong now. I
hope it's not for long, but I can go back knowing you both love me and want
me forever."


Daddy just nodded through the tears he now allowed to flow freely down his
face. I went into the bathroom and took a nice long shower.  Knowing I
wouldn't really have the chance to be alone, allowed myself to think about
Roger and immediately my dick got hard. As I pleasured myself to a
mind-blowing squirt, I prayed that someday Roger and I could be together
like Daddy was with Dad.


After finishing my shower and toweling off, I walked back into my
bedroom...just the thought of `my bedroom' felt really good, Daddy was just
finishing packing. "I couldn't help but notice that the only packages of
undies you've opened were the french bikini ones. I didn't even know I'd
bought those for you!"


Sheepishly I told him, "I kinda snuck those in on you at the store." I took
a pair and pulled them onto my body.


"Well, they do look really good on you, son. Should I return the others and
get you more of these?" He asked.


"Um, I'm not sure. I don't think I'd like the regular boxer ones, and the
regular briefs are kinda boring...but those ones that are a cross between
them look cool. Keep them...the boxer briefs, and get more of them and the
bikini ones, I guess." It felt good, like talking to my real Daddy.


He showed me what he'd packed so I'd know what was there. All the other
kids were gonna be so jealous of the new clothes I had.  I might give some
to other kids before I come home again. When he handed me my journal I
said, "Daddy, can I leave that here? I want it to be safe at home waiting
until I'm back."


He nodded then took two pictures out and handed them to me. "For Roger," he
said. I looked and there were copies of the pictures Dad had taken of
me. One in my flower PJs and one after tasting wine for the first time. I
smiled even though I had weird feelings about giving them to Roger.


I finished dressing then Daddy took my hand and led me downstairs for
breakfast.  Dad and Grandpa were there, and I was surprised that Henri and
some lady I figured to be his wife were at the table also.  "Good Morning,
Henri. Good Morning, Dad. Good Morning...Um..."


"Good Morning, Trevor. This is my wife, Marine. If it's okay with you,
we're going to accompany you when they bring you back to the orphanage."


"Good Morning, Mrs. Duchamp." I said respectfully.


"Good Morning, Trevor. Please, call me Marine. You are a very handsome
boy!"


"Thank you, Ma'am." I sat down at my seat and took a drink of my OJ.


"Trevor, I want you to know that you will be home again with us no later
than Thursday morning." Dad said. "If I had my way you wouldn't be going
back at all, but there are things that need to happen before we can do
that."


"I know Dad, knowing that you both want me is enough. What you've done for
me so far was so cool, I know I have to be good and be patient while you do
what you need to so I can come `home'." I felt on top of the world calling
this home.


Marine kind of surprised me when she asked me about Roger. I told her all I
could about him and asked if she wanted to see his picture. I handed it to
her and she looked at it, then smiled. "Like you, he's a very handsome
boy."


"May I ask you why you wanted to know about him?" I asked, hoping it didn't
seem wrong that I would question an adult.  Something that had I done at
the orphanage would have landed me in very hot water.


Grandpa told me, "Trevor, Henri and Marine have been wanting to adopt a
child for a couple of years, and you made such an impression on Henri when
he met you he told Marine about you. Your Dad suggested that they meet him
and see if they wanted to adopt him."


I was happy being here, but that news increased my happiness a hundred
times! I leapt out of my chair and went straight to Marine giving her a
huge hug around the neck. I was crying when I said, "That would be so cool!
Roger has been my closest friend since I can remember, and I love him."
Immediately, I realized what I'd said.


"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that." I said looking at the floor.


"Trevor," Henri started, "you have absolutely nothing to be sorry about.  I
could tell by the way you talked about him how much he meant to you. I
think he would be lucky to have you as his friend, let alone his
boyfriend. But, first things first. We need to meet him and together, he
and us, we need to agree he'd like to become our son. Then, once he's with
us, you two can explore if you are meant to be together or just best
friends. Either way, you will have all the support your parents or we can
give. But...you cannot tell him straight away that is our intention. I do
not want him to feel as if he `has' to do this."


"I understand, Sir. I am just happy you are giving him...and us...a
chance. Thank you so very much!"


We sat around talking until Dad said it was time we had to go to get
back. As I walked out of the kitchen, I looked around the house. I couldn't
feel anything but sorrow at having to leave it and hope that once I came
back I'd never have to leave it again. We got to the front door and when we
stepped out there was the biggest limo I'd ever seen waiting there.


I ran out to it and couldn't believe it. I'd never even dreamed of seeing
one in person, let alone riding in one. I just wish it wasn't where we were
going to being my first time in one. Kinda took the excitement away when I
realized it.


Henri, Marine, and Grandpa got in first then Dad, me, and Daddy. The car
was totally amazing and I just had to check things out. There seemed to be
a button, switch, or some sort of gadget for everything. There was even a
refrigerator with cold drinks in it!


We pulled out and I looked out the back window at the house as we pulled
away. I had a tear running down my cheek and Dad reached up and wiped it
off with his thumb. "You'll be back before you know it, son. You can take
that to the bank!"


On the way, Dad explained to me what was going to happen. I would be
checked back into the orphanage in Mrs. Granger's office, then we'd go to
my room.  All of us except Henri and Marine.  Mrs. Granger would call Roger
out of class to report to the placement office while I showed Dad, Daddy,
and Grandpa around.


After that, they'd leave and go to the lawyer to file the papers to adopt
me. Dad explained that usually it takes a long time to get them processed,
but Grandpa arrange for them to be done in a couple days instead of a
couple months.  In the meantime, I could tell Roger all about my weekend. I
would, according to Dad be going home by Thursday, and they were gonna try
to arrange for Roger to visit Henri and Marine on Friday, for the weekend.


"Do you think if Roger is allowed to visit them on the weekend he could
sleep over on Saturday night?" Henri looked at Marine, who nodded, then he
told me that wouldn't be a problem. In one way I was sad, but in another I
was really excited. It might work out that Roger and I would have a chance
together, without all the fuss of the others at the orphanage.


We pulled into the gates of the orphanage and all of a sudden I got really
nervous. I tried to push those thoughts out of my mind. I kept telling
myself that they loved me as much as I loved them. Dad wouldn't let
anything stop them from adopting me!


We got to Mrs. Granger's office and she greeted me. "Oh my, Trevor, don't
you look wonderful! Did you have a good time?"


"Oh yes! It was awesome, Mrs. Granger. Thank you so much for allowing it!"
I told her in a very excited tone.


"Fine, why don't you show Mr. King and Mr. Peterson, and their father your
room while I have a chat with Mr. and Mrs. Duchamp."


I left the office with my parents, GOD it felt good to think of them that
way, and my Grandfather behind me. I explained all the rooms we passed on
the way, we heard the announcement for Roger to report to the Placement
Office about the time we finally got to my room. I opened the door and they
entered. Daddy looked around and said, "You have to share this room with
Roger and another boy too? It's far too small for three teenaged boys!"


"It's really okay, Daddy. It's all I've ever known before going home with
you."


We talked about the activities we had at the orphanage and seeing it gave
them some perspective as to what I was talking about. After about half an
hour, Roger came bursting into the room, followed by Henri and Marine.


He came to me and wrapped me in a hug, "Trevor! They said they want to
adopt me too! I'm gonna go visit them next weekend! Isn't that cool!"


It felt so good having him in my arms I couldn't help myself and I gave him
a huge kiss. We even swapped tongues! A `cough' behind me reminded me of
where we were and we broke our kiss. I blushed and said, "I'm sorry. I
kinda couldn't help myself." Roger was really blushing too.


"Rog...Guess what else...next weekend, when you're with Henri and Marine,
you will get to come over my house and spend the night on Saturday. My
bedroom is huge! And my bed is bigger than all three of these put
together. Oh, and my shower...it has seven heads in it!"


Even though Roger is about six months older than me, he's about the same
size so I showed him some of the clothes I got. I told him he could wear
any of them he wanted.

Dad told me they had to leave so I gave everyone a hug and a kiss and
thanked them for everything. Roger gave Henri and Marine a hug and a kiss
on the cheek. He told them he was looking forward to his visit next week.


We walked them out to the limo, gave everyone another hug before they got
into the limo and we watched them pull away. I had tears in my eyes
watching them go, but I knew I'd be with them soon.


Roger and I started walking back to the building, but I didn't want to go
back into our room just yet. We walked around the grounds for a bit and
eventually sat on a bench out on the sports field, way off in the corner.


We talked and I told him all about what I did on the weekend. He really
laughed when I showed him the picture of me all dressed up like a
flower. Then I told him about my day with Grandpa and getting to eat at
McDonalds.  He told me he was totally jealous, but I promised him we'd go
next weekend. We had another laugh when I showed him the picture of my
first taste of wine.


I don't know why, but I didn't tell him about going in the hot-tub with Dad
and Daddy naked, nor did I tell him about skinny dipping with Dad. We'd
been talking a while and I got another urge to give Roger another kiss, so
I did.


As we were kissing we heard from behind us, "I just knew you were a
couple-a fags!" Alex had found us, and he'd seen us kissing. This could not
be good.


[to be continued]