Date: Thu, 14 Apr 2016 23:46:20 -0700
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Subject: Priorities Book 2 Chapter 9 (gay/young-friends)

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Priorities
Book 2 - Chapter 9 - Together (Part 1)


*** ~~~ Roger ~~~ ***


The morning of my first day went pretty smoothly. That school was way
different to what I was used to at the orphanage. The work was pretty easy,
I guess we got a better education than I'd thought...even better than those
who've gone to private schools their whole lives.


Trevor and I had our three morning classes, then came lunchtime. We left
the classroom and headed toward the dining hall. I found it different that
it was called that instead of a cafeteria.


As we approached, Eric met us and directed us to another, private dining
room. This room was about one third the size of the main one and there was
no serving line. There was a single long table with seats on either side,
enough to seat about one hundred. The table was covered in fine linen, just
like we saw earlier. We were taken to two seats that had been reserved for
us next to where Eric sat, at the head of the table.


As soon as we were seated, about a dozen men came out with trays of
food. We were served poached salmon, scalloped potatoes, and fresh
spinach. Glasses of ice and pitchers of iced tea were also served. Once
everyone was served we began to eat.


During our meal, Eric and another boy named Garret, who was the Alliance's
Vice President, explained more about how the Gay Student Alliance was
formed. They explained that when Eric had first started at the school
things were very different. Those students who were even suspected of being
homosexual were at the very least ostracised. Eric, who's father is a
fairly high priced attorney discussed it with Eric. Eric said he was afraid
because he hadn't yet come out to his father, even though several of his
friends, and his mother already knew.


"It was difficult. But, in the end, he simply asked and I told him the
truth. His reply was very simply, `I'm not going to say I'm not a bit
disappointed...not because you did anything bad, but I was hoping for
grandchildren from my only child. But, I have always, and will always love
and support you.' I must say that I was a little upset at first, but then I
realized that I couldn't find anything in what he said to be upset about. I
discussed the issue with him and he helped me come up with the idea of the
Alliance. He told me that laws had changed and that type of thing, should
the school be aware of it, had serious legal repercussions." Eric
explained.


"The next day, he came with me to school and had a meeting with the
Headmaster. He explained what was going on and basically told him that the
school would not hinder, in any way, the formation of this group, and, the
school's policies had to change. The rest is history."


I was really taken aback by his story, and in a way, I was proud of
him...and his father.  "Eric, I'm amazed you had the courage to do that." I
stated.


"It wasn't that much, Roger. My Dad also sits on the board of the Academy,
so his word carries a bit of weight. It's like Trevor's dad calling the
President of the board and having the Headmaster dismissed. You'll learn
that being wealthy and well respected has it's perks...and
responsibilities. Trevor's learned that to a point, and I'm sure you will
as well."


Trevor took my hand under the table and looked at me with a smile and a
nod. Eric then looked at his watch before tapping his glass with a knife to
get everyone's attention.


"Gentlemen...Gentlemen...Thank You. First off I would like to thank
Garret[a][b][c][d][e] and his family for catering this meal today."


Everyone applauded then Eric got their attention again before continuing,
"I also wanted to thank each of you for joining in on the welcome of our
two newest members. Trevor King and Roger DuChamp. I know you all will have
questions for them, but, give them time to acclimate to Wrigley before
bombarding them with questions."


Trevor stood and asked Eric if he could say a word or two...which he was
allowed. He started, "Gentlemen, on behalf of Roger and myself, I want to
thank you for that most magnificent welcome. Eric has just told us of how
this group was formed, and I was duly impressed. If any of you need
anything, please, do not hesitate to reach out to me. I'll do whatever I
can, Thank You."


"Me Too!" I added to some well meaning laughter.


"Trevor...thank you for your words. The reason I called for this meeting is
that I have been at the helm of this group for the two years since its
founding. I feel as if it's time for me to step back and let others lead."
There was muffled conversation before Eric continued. "Gentlemen! I will
still be quite active, but I feel it's time, if this organization is to
grow, that it receive an influx of new ideas and new leadership. In so
saying, I am calling for an election of officers to be organized.


One boy about halfway down the table stood and addressed the group, "Hello,
I'm Jim, as most of you know. I, for one, am reticent to see Eric step
down. A year ago, I was in a bad way. When I came out I didn't have a very
good time of it with my parents. It was Eric Pressman and his father who
helped me and my parents get through it. If he feels it's time for him to
step down, I can say that I will fully support him and whomever succeeds
him. Thank you."


There was scattered applause before Garret stood. "Gentlemen, it's nearly
time for us to return to classes. Let us discuss this matter over the next
week and one week from today, let us meet again and discuss it further. Is
there someone who would volunteer to cater the luncheon?"


"It would be my honor to do that. My Dad owns Chez Henri and I am sure he'd
be willing to cater the lunch." I said to much applause.


With that the meeting ended and we returned to classes.


Over the next few days, I became one of the group at Wrigley. Nobody
treated us poorly. Dad happily agreed to cater the luncheon, at no cost, of
course. He explained to me that those boys parents are some of his most
loyal customers, some of whom were at my celebration.


Finally, it was the end of the day on Friday and I was ready to spend some
`quality time' with Trevor.


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


Roger and I got into the car with Daddy. Over the past couple of days, I'd
been planning what I wanted to do with Roger this weekend. Come on, I know
what you're thinking...I was talking about what we would do when we weren't
at home...lol


As much as Roger was asking me to tell him what my plans were I wouldn't
tell him. When we arrived at home we found Dad in the kitchen with Henri
and Marine. They had prepared dinner so Daddy wouldn't need to.


During dinner, we talked about the past few days. Dad made a comment that I
don't think Daddy was all that fond of. He suggested that we hire someone
to cook for us during the week. After Daddy voiced his opinions he agreed
that it did make sense. Henri offered a recommendation for one person. The
wife of one of his chefs who was very capable. It was agreed that we, as a
family, would interview her on Sunday afternoon before Roger returned home.


Roger and I said goodbye to his parents then mine before we retired to my
room.  Once inside, Roger closed and locked my door then pushed me backward
onto my bed. What transpired over the next two hours was nothing short of
magical. I am not going to go into details here...I know you're all not
happy with that, but, it was our first night as a couple, after his
adoption. There will be more to talk about this weekend.


Saturday morning arrived with Roger sleeping in my arms. I couldn't think
of a better way to wake up. Watching him sleep filled me with such love, I
actually began to shed tears. After about ten minutes of watching him, he
stirred. He looked at me with a smile then noticed my tears.


"Is everything okay, Babe?" He asked, the concern in his voice was truly
moving.


"Watching you sleep...it made me realize how lucky I am to have you in my
life...I guess I got emotional. I love you with every breath I take,
Roger."


"I love you more, Trevor! So, what do you have planned for us today?"


"Nope, Sorry. Not going to tell you. It's a surprise. Now, why don't we
shower, get something on, and go get some breakfast."


We showered together, washing each other from head to toe. I remembered
something that made me laugh. I'd heard once someone say about
showering...they said, `Wash up as far as possible...then down as far as
possible...then wash possible.' I laughed because with Roger...it wasn't
`possible' it was `certainty'.


Sex play, for us, in the shower was a given. Roger and I traded blow jobs,
but, other than kisses, that was all that happened. But...I've made a
decision...tonight, I plan on allowing Roger to `go all the way' with
me. I'm sure I want that, and I'm sure it's the right time.


On Thursday morning, I'd asked Dad if it would be okay for Roger and I to
go to Tony's ranch and ride horses for the day. He thought that would be a
good thing for us to do and promised to work it out, so, after we'd had
breakfast we got into the car and headed out.


I'd made sure Roger and I were properly dressed and refused to tell him
where we were going.


As Dad pulled into the ranch we saw a black truck with a horse trailer
attached to it. On the door was a sign which read "Another Chance Ranch,
Cody WY". I asked Dad about it and he said that Tony was probably either
buying or selling a horse or two.  Roger and I got out of the car and
walked over to Tony who was talking to two young guys. They were wearing,
from the bottom up, boots, jeans, western shirts, and cowboy hats. Roger
looked over to me and said, "Are those REAL cowboys?"  I guess they heard
him because one of the guys laughed, turned to Roger and said in a bad
southern drawl, "Yup, Pardner, we're real cowboys! Hi, my name is Jim and
this is Zac."  I shook his hand then Roger did. At that time, Tony turned
to us and said, "You know guys, Jim and Zac are married?" I could tell that
Zac was a little surprised with Tony saying that until Tony turned and
introduced Roger and me. He told them that we were boyfriends and he
thought it would be nice if we got to see what might be in our future.
"Guys, you should know that Roger and Trevor were adopted just a couple
days ago...Well, Trevor a couple weeks ago, and Roger just this past
week. They lived in the same orphanage just outside of town. They were
roomies and Cupid got `em both with a couple-a arrows." Tony explained. I
blushed but I didn't mind.  "I was actually adopted, that is, when my mom
got married, the man she married adopted me even though I was already
seventeen," Zac stated.  "And then, Jim and I adopted a little five year
old right after we came home from our honeymoon."  When Zac said that, he
looked like he regretted it a little.  Jim pulled out his phone and started
showing pictures while talking about their adopted son.


The little boy, Jake, was just so cute! In a few years I think Roger and I
will probably adopt.


Dad was just standing there letting us talk. Tony then turned to us and
asked if we wanted to invite Jim and Zac to ride with us. "That would be
cool!" Roger exclaimed.


Jim looked at Zac and asked, "What do you think, Babe?"


Zac smiled and said, "I've been cooped up in that truck for seven hours
yesterday and we're gonna be cooped up another seven tomorrow so yeah, a
bit of outdoors sounds good to me!"


Jim laughed and again in that bad southern drawl said, "Looks like we got
ourselves a posse!"


Tony had a few of his ranch hands get horses ready for all five of us while
Tony introduced Dad to the guys.
 "I understand you'll be in town tonight and leaving tomorrow?" Dad asked.


Zac looked in his direction, shook his hand and said, "Yes. Tomorrow we'll
head back and get these two beautiful yearling Appaloosa colts back to the
ranch."


"Well, if you two don't have any other plans, please join us for dinner
tonight." Dad offered.


Jim replied, "We don't want to be a bother, Sir."


 "Nonsense! My husband and Roger's parents would love to get to know you."


Zac looked a little surprised. "Your Husband?"


Dad laughed and said, "You two think you cornered the market on two guys
getting married?"


"Definitely not, our boss is gay," Zac responded, "And his husband is a
judge."


Jim looked at Zac and you could see the love in his eyes. He then turned
back to us and said, "We would be honored to join you, thank you for the
offer."


Tony's guys had four horses ready for us in just a few minutes. While we
were talking I noticed Jim staring at the guys as they were preparing the
horses with a kinda weird look in his eye. I guess Zac noticed because he
said, "He's not used to not saddling his own horse. I guess he wants to
make sure they do it right. Besides, I'm sure that, like any good rider,
he'll check the horse's bindings before riding. It's important especially
if someone else saddles the horse."


Roger then asked, "Why aren't you guys riding the horses you're buying?"


"Well, Roger, those colts are just yearlings. they're really less than a
year old and far too young to ride. If you ride a horse too soon, you can
hurt it. Remember like any `child' it's still developing. Usually, we don't
ride a horse until it's about 3."


"That makes sense, I'm sorry if I'm asking stupid questions. This is the
closest I've ever been to a horse." Roger said, blushing.


Jim spoke up at this point saying, "You know, Roger; In my opinion there
are no stupid questions. Asking what might seem to be a simple question to
us may be something that helps build a foundation in your knowledge of a
particular subject."


Zac turned to Jim and smiled, then gave him a kiss, "How did I get so lucky
as to marry such a smart AND cute guy?"


About this time Tony's men finished saddling up our four horses. Jim and
Zac showed us how to check the saddles before they checked their own. Once
we had all mounted our horses, Tony came by with a shotgun which he handed
to Zac. Zac nodded before placing it in the proper place on his
saddle...just in case. Then we took off on our ride.


We'd been riding for a few minutes when I asked, "Why do we always take a
gun when we ride?"


"Trevor, my horse, Gold, and I are like one when I'm riding him, but, there
was a day when I wasn't paying attention and we came across a snake that
spooked Gold and I was hurt pretty bad. It was entirely my fault because I
wasn't paying attention. I had a gun and had I been paying attention I
could have shot the snake before it had a chance to spook Gold."


"Oh, okay, thanks! So, you two are married? You don't look old enough."


"Well, I just turned 17 a little more than a month before we married, Zac
turned 18 a couple months after. I had to get permission from my Mom before
I could, but that wasn't a problem. We only had to wait until it was legal
in Wyoming to do it. Zac and I are soul mates, we'd be together...married
or not. I'm sure of that." Jim answered.


"Well, I think it's legal here and when Roger and I are older I hope he'll
agree to marry me too. I feel in my heart that we're soul mates too." I
looked over at Roger who had a huge grin on his face.


"You know we are, Babe." Roger replied.


"Man, this area is pretty nice. Almost as nice as back home." Zac stated.


"Yeah, and it even has a pond like Jackson's ranch. Anyone up for a swim?"


"Yeah, that sounds great! Roger, what do you think?"


"I'd like to, it's kinda hot, but, we're here with two others...and I don't
have anything to swim in."


"We can just skinny dip...that is if Jim and Zac don't mind."


Jim looked over at Zac who nodded before saying, "We skinny dip with our
son all the time...as we told him, as long as it's just guys, who
cares. We're up for it!"


That's all it took and we dismounted, tied the horses to a tree, then had a
race to see who could get naked first. I could see that Roger was checking
out the older guys, and I'll admit I was too. They had awesome bodies, I
hope I look that good in four or five years when I'm their age.


We swam for about 30 minutes before Jim mentioned that he was getting a bit
hungry so we got out of the water and sat down by the same tree Dad and I
had our talk at. Zac walked over to his saddle bag and got out a bag that
Tony had given him. It had sandwiches, chips, and a couple of bottles of
water. We sat naked by the tree eating. "Um, I hope you guys don't get the
wrong impression, but I couldn't help notice that both of you have really
nice bodies."


Zac laughed before he said, "You know, Trevor, we're gay, it's absolutely
normal to check out another guy. I heard from Jim's brother Joe that he'd
read in a story on Nifty where a writer...I think his name was True Fan or
something like that said in one of his stories, `It shouldn't matter where
you get your appetite as long as you only eat at home.' That means it's
okay to look, but Roger should be the only one for you. Lots of gay guys
hop from bed to bed, having sex with just about anyone, but, when you're
truly in love, that guy should be all you ever need."


Roger was laughing at that quote then said, "That quote was pretty
cool. The restaurant we're going to for dinner is called, Chez
Henri. Henri, the owner, is my dad. I was thinking of what you said and
well, how about this one, `I may own the restaurant, but, I still like to
look at the menu!'"


We all laughed at that one, but, Roger's reminder of our dinner plans
reminded me that it was probably time to start heading back. We cleaned up
our mess and put it back into the bag to bring back with us, got dressed,
and with the help of the older guys, mounted our horses and started on the
way back. During the ride we chatted some more. We told them of our time in
the orphanage, about finding out that we liked each other. About how Alex
had treated us and how, eventually, he came out to everyone.


I showed them some pictures on my phone, especially the one of Nigel
wearing his underoos, and yes, I even showed them the picture of me in my
flower pajamas. We had a good time.


About 3:00pm we arrived back at Tony's ranch. Dad was there talking with
Tony when we rode up.


The four of us dismounted. I was about to walk away when Jim called me
back.  "Trevor. If you're going to ride, you need to remember that after
you ride it's your responsibility to groom the horse. I know Tony has
people to do that, but, it shows respect for the horse if you do it
yourself. Think of it like telling the horse `Thank you'. Come over and
I'll show you how."


I was a little embarrassed by his statement, but I knew he was right. It
was actually kind of fun brushing the horse and stuff. In the future, I
know I will, and I'm pretty sure Roger will remember to do this.


After finishing our `chores', we joined Dad and Tony. "How was your ride,
guys?" Dad asked.


"We had lots of fun, we even went skinny dipping in the lake!" Roger
enthused.


Dad looked over at the older guys all skeptical before I told him it was my
idea, not theirs. This seemed to appease him. We chatted for a bit before
Dad said we needed to get going so we could shower and change for dinner.
Dad explained how to get to the restaurant to Jim and Zac before we said
goodbye.


I really liked meeting those two and I'm looking forward to dinner. I know
Roger is too!


[to be continued]


[a]is this a reference to someone you know?
[b]You noticed. .. thought I'd surprise you...
[c]Thank you for that. I was having a bad day and this just made it.


Garret Massey
Founder of Spectrum Photography
[d]_Marked as resolved_
[e]_Re-opened_
OK, so I'm sorry about this but my name is spelled with 1 T