Adventures of Cliff

THE FURTHER ADVENTURES OF CLIFF & DEREK

Part 41

Written by Trevor

Editor Jack

Proof Reader Richie

(Life after School)

Please note this story contains boy-to-boy sexual activity and if you don't enjoy this kind of story read no further.

This story is also based on actual events but all the names and locations have been changed to protect those involved.

This story is not to be published, or reprinted, without the express permission of the author.

With Gordon driving we made it to the school as quickly as we could and went straight through to the headmaster's office. As we were shown in, the first thing we noticed was a very unhappy Peter sitting on a chair with his head hanging down. The first thing I thought was what the fucking hell has he done? It's got be bad for him to feel sorry for himself like that.

After shaking the headmaster's hand we sat down and the head looked at us for some time not saying anything. "Headmaster, I think the best thing here is for you to come right out and tell us what has happened, it is obviously something bad so let's get it out in the open."

"Yes you're right Cliff, this term we hired a new biology teacher named Dennis Chapman, a bright young handsome man. Well the point is him and Peter met for the first time this morning and during the lunch break one of our female teachers went to the biology store room and found Dennis Chapman and your son Peter having sexual intercourse."

To say we were stunned was an understatement and as I looked across at Peter he hung his head even lower than before. "Headmaster what is going to happen to Mr. Chapman?"

"He has been dismissed and the board and I are considering bringing criminal charges against him for having sex with a minor."

"I would rather you didn't do that headmaster, because it takes two to tango and knowing my son he didn't need any encouragement. Which brings me to the subject of my son, what are the schools plans for him?"

"That is something for the board to decide and in the meantime he is suspended until we work out what to do with him. With regards to Mr. Chapman, I will pass on what you just said to the board"

"Be assured that my son will not give evidence against him, so, if he is brought to trial it will be hard to prove. I suspect that my son might even have been the seducer." I looked across at Peter confirming what I just said because he averted his eyes even further away from mine.

"If there is nothing else to be discussed I will take my son home and wait for your school board's decision." We stood up shaking hands, motioning for Peter to follow us as we headed back to the car.

Very little was said on the way back to the theater. We still had some work to do there and we didn't want to discuss what happened in front of Gordon. We were dropped off at the theatre before Gordon headed back to the school to wait for Steve. It was then that the thought went through my head, what about poor Steve, he must be feeling pretty rotten about now.

While Derek went back to work on the stage sets I took Peter down to my dressing room. Once we got inside I told him to sit down, then I closed and locked the door so that we wouldn't be disturbed. Sitting next to him I said, "What in the world prompted you to do such a fucking stupid thing like fucking a teacher?"

"I don't know dad, he came on to me as soon as I got to school and the next thing I knew we were in the storeroom at lunchtime."

"You say he came on to you, is this true or did you encourage him?"

"Once he came onto me I couldn't help it, he was cute as hell and well you know what I'm like when I see a cute guy. I just can't seem to help myself."

"All well and good but what about poor Steve? I wonder how he must be feeling right now, his boyfriend and lover going behind his back to fuck a teacher."

This time Peter did hang his head down and tears appeared in his eyes. "I know I let my best buddy and dearest friend down and right now I feel like shit. That teacher went out of his way to seduce me and of course me being me, it didn't take much anyway. He even said he was prepared to pay me if I had sex with him, and I told him with the cute butt he had I didn't want any money."

"Wait a minute I smell a rat here, you say he was even prepared to pay you money?'

"Yes he said that, he told me to name my price, he even asked me if you'd be interested in joining him and I meaning could you dad be bought."

"Did you see any cameras or microphones around anywhere?"

"No, but he did say it would be nice if next time he made a private movie just for the two of us."

"Son you're a fucking idiot and you're lucky that we are not caught up in a blackmail scam. We are going to prosecute him but I bet you he will be hard to find and certainly not at the address he gave the school. What's your IQ, no, don't tell me. I know what the IQ in your head is but the one in your dick is non-existent."

"You mean he only wanted me to fuck him so that he could blackmail me?"

"Right, you've finally cottoned on son and he wouldn't be blackmailing you but he certainly would me."

I got on the phone right away to our solicitors and to the headmaster telling him what I thought happened and he was astounded. My attorney called the police who arrived right away to take a statement from Peter.

Later on in the evening we got a message from the police and as I thought the address he gave the school didn't exist and he was nowhere to be found.

Before we headed home I said to Peter," All you have to do now is make your peace with Steve and I wish you luck with that."

"Dad I've been a right idiot haven't I?"

"You said it son, you certainly have and I hope and pray that the press don't get wind of it because they will have a field day at our expense."

Again not much was said on the way home. Gordon had already taken Steve home and he whispered to me that he was not a happy camper. The tension when we sat down for our evening meal you could cut with a knife. The other two boys had obviously been told by Steve what had happened and they were also ignoring Peter.

I looked at Derek signaling my thoughts and of course as always he cottoned on giving me a nod. "Ok gentlemen as you all know by the tense air around this table, something happened at school today which shouldn't have. Let me set the record straight before we go any further. Yes, Peter was seduced and caught in the act with a guy who was posing as a teacher.

Yes I said posing, because Peter was caught up in one of the oldest scams in the business, blackmail. The matter is now in the hands of the police and we should thank the teacher who caught them in the act. Otherwise the perpetrator would have succeeded and myself and Daddy Derek through Peter, would have been blackmailed to keep the whole thing quite.

Of course the name of the teacher was false and the address he gave the school did not exist and I'm sure they will find his credentials are fake also."

The boys stared at me openmouthed having no idea that this is what happened. I continued, "Peter of course acted like a bloody idiot and fell for this con man's yarn, dropped his pants and the rest is history. I can't begin to imagine how Steve is feeling right now and you two boys also have a look of disgust on your faces. But I am not going to interfere in any way with Peter's problems regarding you and his boyfriend. It is up to him to sort that out.

To say Derek and I are ashamed of what he did is an understatement, although according to the statement he gave to the police, the guy was very convincing and we know that on occasion Peter lets his cock rule his head."

"Hey dad that's coming on a bit strong isn't it?"

"Maybe it is Peter but it's the truth and you need to face up to it. Now I suggest that you and Steve retire to your bedroom and talk a few things through. Steve if you feel you need to move into one of the spare rooms feel free to do so and we will discuss what happens next in the morning. But I expect because of the love you two have for each other you will sort out your differences.

You two other young men we need to chat about the trial tomorrow and what took place at the lawyers today because we didn't have a chance earlier."

Jason and Michael stayed behind while the table was cleared, the washing up done and the other two boys headed upstairs. I whispered to Derek, "I'd love to be a fly on the wall and listen to Peter talking his way out of this one, which he will of course."

I then asked Jason how things went and he was quite happy really saying the public prosecutor was very good. With the questions he asked and that he was able to get one of the others to play the part of his father's lawyer, asking some very nasty questions indeed.

I asked where his mom was because she was supposed to be staying with us tonight. Jason told us that heavy fog all day over Ireland shut everything down including airports and ferry services, so she will be coming over early in the morning.

Derek and I had both hoped to be in court all day, but Derek was very busy and hopefully I should be able to stay. Before he retired for the night we called Gordon in and he assured us that with the extra police and the security he had, the boys and his mom should be safe.

I assured Jason and Michael yet again that we would support them and be there for them and they had nothing to worry about. They both gave us a kiss and a hug before heading for bed and we followed soon after.

Our usual pillow talk was short and sweet tonight because we were exhausted both physically and mentally. My only comment before falling asleep after kissing my partner goodnight was, "What a fucking day."

The next morning before breakfast the day got off to a bad start when David brought in the morning papers and there on one of the more trashy tabloids was the headline, "Private schoolboy caught with his pants down". They had picture of Peter obviously taken from one of their file photos of me and the story mentioned his name and of course my connection with him.

No mention of course that it was a blackmail attempt, but on reflection, the police wouldn't have wanted that known anyway.

I was livid and I tore into Peter when he came downstairs for breakfast and it took a lot of sweet words from Derek to calm me down. One thing we did notice was that Peter and Steve walked down the stairs hand in hand.

Jason and Michael on the other hand looked very nervous and my shouting at Peter didn't help. Finally I finished up apologizing to everyone. Once everything had settled down I suggested to Steve that because he was the only one going to school that day he should stay home. Not only because of that, but also the publicity going around and the problems he might have with other students.

I mentioned to Derek in the car going into the city that maybe it might be best if we changed schools or we got the boys a tutor and they stayed home. We dropped Derek, Ian and Roland off at the theatre and then we headed off for the old Bailey and the Moseley trial.

The prosecution Barrister was waiting for us and ushered us into a private room before any of the Moseley supporters noticed us. Outside the door was three of our own security along with a police officer. We went in and the first thing Jason noticed was his mother sitting there. He ran over to give her a kiss and a hug and the looks on their faces said it all. She then put her arms out for Michael to go to her as well.

The barrister explained that they wouldn't be called right away because jury selection could take some time and then both sides had to present their opening statements. He left to go into the court room and we were left to our own devices.

After about an hour during which the two boys and Jason's mother never stopped talking and it was great to see his mother accept Michael as Jason's partner.

Gordon came in whispering to me that the jury selection was going to take a long time because Edward Moseley's barrister was blatantly trying to stack the jury. About thirty minutes later a clerk of the court came in to tell us that we could go because jury selection was still underway and the two barristers were currently in the judge's chambers arguing points of law.

Once Gordon gave us the all clear, we left the building surrounded by our own security so no one had a hope in hell of getting close to us. With two cars one containing us and the other full of security we headed for home.

As soon as he had dropped us off, Gordon headed back to the theater to pick up Derek and the other two guys. Once we were all back home and supper was on the table, we all assembled and I introduced Jason's mother to the rest of the crowd.

"Thank you for allowing me to stay with my son and his boyfriend and please my name is Peggy O' Shaunessy which is my maiden name and I'd love it if you all called me Peggy.

I asked Peter and Steve what they did today; the answer was not much. While you guys are at home I would like you to help around the house, do some chores and generally make yourselves useful. I don't want you just lounging around getting fat and lazy."

Peter as usual protested at that last remark as I continued, "David would you please draw up a list of jobs the boys can do and post it on the fridge door." He nodded and since we had finished eating we all went and watched some television which was cozy until the news came and there was a photo of Peter and the story of what occurred at his school.

Peter went red in the face and Peggy looked at him with a puzzled look on her face. No one said anything although I was livid and it was only because Derek was holding on to my hand that I didn't jump up and rant and rave like I usually do.

I think everyone was stressed out so they gradually began drifting off to bed. I told Jason to show his mother which room she would be in and then he and Michael went around kissing everyone goodnight, something else which surprised Peggy.

Derek and I followed soon after and we quickly showered together before drying each other off and jumping into bed. Cuddling up together I checked on what was happening at the theatre. "The sets are almost ready in fact they will be tomorrow and then you can start rehearsing with them and get used to them."

"I don't know when I will be able to do that. I really want to be there in the court room for Jason but I'm not sure if I can all the time. We only have a couple more days before the premier."

"I worry for you darling and if you don't slow down I can see you being back in the same state as you were before our holiday." Reluctantly I had to agree with him realizing that I can't be in two places at once.

While our minds wanted both of us to make mad passionate love, our bodies were too tired and weak to comply with our wishes and we had to be content with a kiss and cuddle before sleep overtook us.

Next morning I rang our barrister and he told me that it was most unlikely that the trial would get underway today and that jury selection was taking hours with the defense barrister putting all sorts of barriers up to delay things. I told everyone what was happening and suggested they all stay home for the time being.

Derek along with Ian and Roland were the only one's going out today. The delay was good news because it gave me the opportunity to rehearse with the new sets and the new cast.

Derek and Ian had done a wonderful job working on the stage and movement was much better as well. The new cast was also very good mainly due to the fact that when I first started in the play business I was just a young upstart as far as the other actors were concerned, but now I had earned a reputation and was admired by my peers.

The first run through was good and the second one was great. Derek had worked out a great lighting plan which worked wonderfully. When Alex arrived in time for the second run through he was thrilled with the result. "That was a wonderful performance by everyone." He told the assembled cast before continuing, "And Derek and your crew have done an amazing job; congratulations." Everyone applauded everyone else and then Alex indicated that he would like to talk to me privately.

We headed down to my dressing room and we were alone he said, "I hope you are up to this Cliff because both Bob and I have put a lot more money in to resurrect this play, but that's not the main thing I wanted to talk about. Will you be able to do some radio and TV interview on Friday and also Saturday morning. The first week is already sold out and other weeks are selling fast but we do need a bit more publicity."

I agreed that shouldn't be a problem, all I would need was a schedule, "Good I have managed to make all the radio interviews happen via the telephone and also a couple of newspaper interviews as well and there are only two TV interviews."

I agreed to everything he asked and was glad that currently there were only two TV channels. One the BBC and the other a brand new one which was the first commercial channel, plus they were still broadcasting in black and white with color TV still about five years away.

Once all the rehearsals were finished we headed for home with Alex informing us that we did not require any more practice except for a final run through on Saturday. What he didn't tell us was that the Saturday morning full dress rehearsal would be watched by old age pensioners from different homes around London and also homeless. This would be a free show.

Back home we were greeted by the news that the trial would definitely start the next day. We had just sat down to supper when the phone went off. David answered, coming in to tell us that our old friends John and Bruce were on the line. Always trying to keep up with the latest technology we had a speaker phone installed, so we all gathered round so we could have a joint conversation.

"Hello everyone it's great to hear you voices again, how are you all going?" We all answered in turn saying hello then John said, "Do you all realize that our twenty fifth anniversary is coming up this weekend and we would love to have all of you come down to Cornwall for a party on the Sunday. We chose a Sunday because we knew none of you would be working or at school?"

Without even asking me or the others, Derek said that would be great and that we would fly down by helicopter if we can get one big enough. Both John and Bruce sounded so excited that we could celebrate with them on this milestone of their relationship.

We discussed the details and worked out times and where to go and so on before disconnecting with everyone shouting `see you Sunday'.

That news cheered everyone up and it was a far happier group which went to bed that night.

After our shower when we got into bed both of us were very horny and not as tired as we had been. What followed was a hot two hour session of great love making. Lying back afterwards totally satisfied and in love we discussed the day's events as we normally do including the big party on the weekend.

"Darling you know you suggested either a new school or a tutor for the boys?" I nodded yes as Derek continued, "Well, do you think John and Bruce would be interested in coming here to live and tutoring the boys."

I moved over kissing him on the lips then saying, "You're not just a pretty face are you? What a brilliant idea. Let's talk to them about this weekend, but we won't tell the boys just yet." We agreed before kissing each other goodnight.

Next morning Derek and Ian didn't have to go into the theater so my lover came with me to the Old Bailey. This time there was a big crowd outside, some demonstrating for Edwin Moseley and some against, and the police were having trouble keeping them apart. Our security too had trouble getting us through the crowd and also keeping the press at bay.

Finally we were inside but once again there was a massive crowd blocking our way and even with four of our own guys and two police officers we were making little headway. Several skinheads descended on us, yelling obscenities at Jason and his mother which was freaking Jason out. Gordon called for more of our guys to come help and several police also arrived but excessive force had to be used to get us into the waiting room.

Derek went over to pacify Jason and Michael along with Peggy because they were all crying, while the commotion continued outside as several people tried to get past our security and the police. We learnt afterwards that the riot squad was called and the courthouse was totally cleared of anyone except those with business there but it was a full hour before order was restored.

Our barrister looking decidedly flustered came in telling us that an official complaint has been lodged with the judge regarding Moseley's supporters and he has requested that the trial continue in a closed court meaning no spectators allowed.

Gordon came in with a police inspector who apologized for the rough treatment we received, telling us that they were caught by surprise but it wouldn't happen again. Plus arrangements have been made for us to enter by a side door used only by judges under normal circumstances.

Thanking him we settled down once more to wait while Gordon (bless him) arranged for coffee, soda's and chocolate biscuits to be brought in. I remarked to Derek that he was turning into a godsend. We had only been there about forty five minutes when the bailiff came in to call Peggy to the stand. Derek said he would go into the courtroom. The only problem being that if he did he wouldn't be allowed to communicate with us in case he told us what had happened during cross examination.

Apparently the judge allowed the press and some people into the public gallery but kept the numbers to a minimum. A large police presence was also in the court. An hour later they broke for lunch and the funny thing was no one had any objections to all of us going across the road to a restaurant to eat and maybe discuss the case.

Peggy Moseley didn't say much anyway but it was obvious that she had been crying. We all had big juicy steaks with lots of mushrooms and tomatoes with chips and it was delicious. All too soon it was back to the courthouse and not long after Jason was called, so we all trooped into court.

After being sworn in Jason was taken through everything that occurred between him and his father, leaving out none of the brutal bashings and floggings he got. He answered the barrister clearly and precisely despite the glares and threatening looks he was getting from his father the whole time.

When it came to the defense barrister's turn that was when things turned nasty and almost every question was objected to by who I'll call our man. Once again as in the hearing he claimed that Derek and I seduced him and brainwashed him, turning him against his father and forcing him to tell all these lies.

Jason kept his cool and quietly answered every question usually with a simple yes or no. Our barrister had trained him well and we were proud that he was being so brave and standing up to the opposition. In the end the defense barrister realized that he wasn't winning with this young man and told the judge he had no more questions.

Jason's father began to angrily confront his barrister obviously not happy with the way the cross examination had gone and the judge had to call him to order. I was surprised that little reference to his homosexuality was made. After Jason had given his evidence the judge called it a day. This time we were taken out by the back entrance straight into our cars and home.

Over dinner all Peggy could do was praise her son for the way he had answered all the questions put to him in court. Once again during dinner I got a phone call which I was beginning to find annoying. This time it was my manager agent Bob who explained that he wanted to organize a big record launch in Trafalgar square, no less this coming Sunday. "Can't do Bob we'll be in Cornwall at a special party sorry." Derek said afterwards that the pleasurable look on my face when I told him that said it all.

"But I've already began to make all the arrangements, I'm even having John Barry and the full orchestra there."

"Sorry Bob no can do, maybe the following Sunday if we don't take the boat out on the Thames."

I could hear a lot of muttering and paper shuffling going on, then he curtly said, "Ok the following Sunday two o'clock." Click, he'd hung up. I went back to eating dinner with every one looking at me wondering what had happened. Finally I burst out laughing telling them, "My British record launch will be in Trafalgar square Sunday a week at two, be there."

Everyone at the table began clapping and cheering with Derek giving me a big hug. Later that night in the privacy of our own bedroom, Derek told me that he had hired a big Russian made helicopter which would seat us all and it was a two rotor model something brand new.

He then said that very quietly Jason and Michael had approached him about their little ceremony and I had to admit I had forgotten all about that, "They would like to have it while Jason's mom is here, plus Michael's father is going on a fact finding tour to Africa in about three weeks' time and will be out of the country for some time."

I thought about it for a while and then had a brainwave, "What if we had the ceremony in Trafalgar square as part of my record launch?"

Derek thought about it for a while then said, "I don't think the boys would appreciate that, they want this to be something special with just them, You'll be in the limelight and their little part of the afternoon will be insignificant." I agreed saying, "The launch will be over by four. Record signing till five so about we approach a church willing to do this ceremony at six and then we go on to celebrate afterwards?"

Derek thought that would work and suggested that I get Bob to start an hour earlier. That was agreed while we were lying in bed.

Once we had finished talking, Derek got that look in his eye and I knew what was coming next or should I say who was cumming next. Slowly he began kissing and licking all over my body making his way down to my solid as a rock cock. He began to slowly suck and lick sending me crazy. Grabbing hold of my right hand he guided it between his legs towards his pink hole and I began to slowly finger fuck him with first one and then two digits.

He began to move around and moan as I found his prostrate, sending him and even making him shoot his load with anyone touching his cock. Finally he could take it no more instructing me to fuck him good and hard, to give him a baby. A phrase he has been using ever since we got together at age fourteen and I don't know how many times I wished that could happen but we will have to be content with our grown up babies.

With his legs in the air I slowly went between them aiming for his promised land. I entered slowly and carefully until I was fully inside him before I began to gently fuck my lover. After a while he began to beg me to go harder and faster which I did, but not too hard because I wanted to allow this wonderful love making moment to last forever.

Finally, after about thirty minutes I could feel my testicles tightening getting ready to spew their seed. I pushed right into my lover and he clamped his hole tightly on my cock as I began to shoot filling him with a big load of love juice.

Once I began to slacken off I slowly pulled out and Derek ran to the bathroom, his cheeks tightly closed so that he wouldn't dirty the sheets. I followed him and we had a quick shower together which resulted in the both of us blowing each other once more.

Once we both got back into bed, as soon as our bodies touched we got horny again. This happens all the time but we have to show a lot of will power especially if we have to work the next day. Mind you tonight we made an exception and I offered my hole to Derek which he willing took. So it was close to three in the morning before we finally went to sleep.

It was very difficult to get out of bed the next morning but we finally managed it just as the rest of them were almost finished. The boys of course well, in fact all the guys took one look at us and begin to smirk and giggle because they all could see that we had a big session last night.

Peggy Moseley asked her son what was so funny and caused loud raucous laughter to echo around the table and she never did find out. Once again Derek and I having nothing else going on were able to go once more to the old Bailey. Once we got there and the trial restarted the prosecution barrister finished presenting his case and it was time for the defense.

Several character witness followed one after the other into the witness box plus a few alibis were presented but our guy soon blew them out of the water. Then the defense called me to the stand. Of course our guy jumped up protesting and the jury was sent out while points of law and so on were discussed with the judge.

All this time Edward Moseley was looking at me sneering and mouthed nasty remarks. In the end the judge decided to allow me to take the stand but he warned the defense to be very careful with their questions.

Once the jury came back I was called, did all the usual swearing in and so on. The defense then asked the judge that I be treated as a hostile witness which means that I can only give yes or no answers. I still had no idea why he wanted me up there. If first question was to be expected, "Are you a homosexual?" "Yes" "Are you a practicing homosexual?" I was tempted to say that Derek and I had stopped practicing many years ago and now it was the real thing but decided to just say yes.

"Do you now or have you ever performed a sex act on a young boy?" My Barrister jumped out protesting and the judge warned the defense to be careful and he instructed me not to answer.

This sort of questioning continued for a while before he moved on to the taking away by force of Jason from his parents, which as we all knew was a load of rot. Although his questioning was clever he didn't really achieve what he set out to do and that was to stain my reputation and credibility while insinuating that we had brainwashed Jason into living with us.

In the end even the judge had enough and he told him to change tactics or sit down. So he had no option but to do just that and I was excused.

Over lunch our barrister apologized because he never saw that coming but as he pointed out because I kept my cool he got nothing out of it. The defense after lunch said they had no more witness's so the judge called it a day leaving the summation until tomorrow, Friday.

Getting home early was a bonus. So we took Peggy and the boys down to the boat because it was a beautiful summer's day and we all agreed to meet at a lovely riverside inn for dinner. David and John along with Gordon went by car and met us there.

It was beautiful gliding through the still peaceful waters with hardly any other river traffic. Peggy Moseley spent most of the time sitting on the deck with Jason on one side and Michael on the other. Jason had told me that they explained to her about their upcoming ceremony and she gave both of them her blessing, thinking that was a lovely thought.

A couple of days later she asked if she could bring her elderly mother and father over for the occasion. Of course we gladly said yes explaining that David and his partner were registered nurses who would look after them.

We moored at the inn which was noted for some fine food and had a wonderful evening, which was even more wonderful for me because it was quiet and I wasn't annoyed by fans and well-wishers.

It was quite dark by the time we got back to our mooring and late when we arrived home so after a hot drink of cocoa it was off to bed this time without any sex.

In the morning it was back to the Old Bailey for the summing up by both sides. Our guy put forward a good argument for locking Mr. Moseley up for a long time. The defense had run out of steam by this time and I thought his arguments were weak, so did the jury because they were back within the hour with a guilty verdict. This was the signal for a big mob of protesters, mainly skinheads and British Nazi's to riot outside the courthouse but this time the police were ready and it was over before it really started. They picked out the ringleaders and carted them off straight away and that did the trick.

The judge in his passing of sentence called him an evil vile vicious man whose cruelty to his wife and children was beyond belief. He then sentenced him to twenty five years in prison with no chance of parole. He was still screaming and shouting as he was led down to the cells but it did no good.

It was a happy gang who left the court that day heading for home and we celebrated with champagne that evening even giving the boys a little sip as well. Peggy admitted she very rarely drank and much to her son and his lover's amusement got a little bit drunk and they had to help her upstairs to bed.

Next morning Gordon woke us up with copies of the newspapers that of course made a big thing of the Moseley trial with Jason and his mother plastered across the front page of most of them. "I wish they would leave them alone to get on with their lives." I remarked angrily.

"That's nothing Cliff, we have about thirty reporters camped out at the front gate. We even found a couple trying to get over the back fence. In fact I've got the dogs loose in the yard so make sure you tell us when you're going out."

"What are they asking for?" Derek asked.

"They want interviews with Jason, his mother and even you two, not forgetting Michael, Jason's boyfriend."

"Once we've had breakfast I'll prepare a written press release and that is all they will get, so if you would like to inform them of that some of them may go away but they are like leeches they hang on."

Gordon left and Derek and I lay back down in bed and did think about having a romp but decided to settle for a kiss or two before getting dressed and going down for breakfast. We were the first down except of course for David and John who already had everything prepared for breakfast.

Slowly while we were eating the rest of them came drifting down with Jason's mom last and complaining of a headache. The boys gave her a hard time for having a hangover which she took in good fun. She told us that her mom and dad would be arriving next Monday if it was all right with us, "Of course it is, we have everything organized and our resident nurses will take care of them. Just one thing, do they realize we are all gay here?"

"Yes they know all about Jason and Michael and have accepted the fact and I know the friendly atmosphere which exists here will make them feel so welcome."

We really didn't have anything much to do today but rest up for the big re-launch of the play tomorrow and of course the special dress rehearsal for the elderly and homeless. Derek and I had donated money to provide snacks and drinks during the interval for everyone.

After I had finished eating, I went into what we call the office and typed up the press release. Printed out about forty copies before alerting Gordon that Derek that I would be going down to the gate.

He got the dogs under control then came to collect us and with a couple of other security guys we headed out to the gate. There were cameras set up from the TV stations and as soon as we arrived they began transmitting. Once I had everyone's attention. I told them that this would be the only comment made and interviews were out of the question.

I read the press release which more or less stated that Jason, his mother and the rest of us were relieved that justice had been done and a cruel man was now behind bars leaving his family the chance of picking up their lives and leading a normal one. I then requested that their privacy be respected thanking the press for the sympathetic coverage they had given us.

Once I'd finished I gave the copies to Gordon to hand out. Of course they kept yelling out questions which we ignored and turning around we walked back to the house. Just to be a bit cheeky I reached out grabbing Derek's hand and we could hear the camera shutters clicking away. Derek looked at me laughing saying, "You're an evil bastard Cliff."

"Yes, I know."

The rest of the day we did very little, just lounged around. Derek and Ian went over the plans for the new sets checking that they hadn't missed anything while Roland and I went through our lines. I was beginning to feel a bit nervous about tomorrow, it really weighed on my mind that all these people were relying on me to put on a great performance so they could remain employed. You have no idea the pressure that brings down on you.

Just after lunch I checked with Gordon and he told me all the media had left and it was quiet. I called everyone into the living room. When they had all arrived from whatever they were doing I announced that tonight we would all go to our favorite riverside pub and have a great steak dinner.

Derek phoned and booked the entire dining room which was tiny and we would fill it anyway. When we arrived the owner greeted us with open arms. Once we were seated I told everyone to order what they liked before requesting half a dozen bottles of champagne telling him to put another six to chill just in case.

We all had prawn (shrimp) cocktail for entrée and while we were eating I noticed four elderly people at the door looking most upset because they had traveled out from London for a meal only to find we'd taken over the dining room.

I got up and walked over to the owner explaining that we had four empty seats and they were more than welcome to join us. Of course they recognized me and their eyes lit up and the offer brought tears to one old guys eyes, "Thank you sir you're a good man."

"Please, my names Cliff and I haven't got my knighthood yet. Come in and sit down and I'll introduce you to everyone." I went round the room doing the introduction leaving Derek till last, "And this is the love of my life Derek."

Derek stood up and instead of shaking hands he gave all of them a big hug with me following suit. I told them to order what they wanted, offered them drinks and I could see straight away that they were worried about the cost so I told them, "Don't worry about how much this is costing, you're our guests tonight and we are more than happy to have you join us."

They began chatting with everyone and settling and really enjoyed themselves. In fact it was a great night, the steaks were delicious, done just as everyone wanted them. Our guests explained that they had tried to get four free tickets for the dress rehearsal tomorrow but they were all gone.

"Would you rather go the evening performance, the premier?"

"That would be wonderful but we can't quite afford that." One of them said. I looked at Derek and he produced a notebook and pen so I could scribble a note telling our guests, "Show this at the box office and four tickets will be waiting for you with our compliments and keep that piece of paper because it will also get you into the after show party as well."

Well that did it, the two ladies began to cry, getting up and hugging me, thanking me non-stop. I also instructed Gordon to get a couple of albums from the trunk of the car so I could sign them for our guests.

When we had eaten the owner of the pub came up and while Derek was paying him he said he had a favor to ask. "I have a public bar packed with locals and a very good piano player, would I like to sing a couple of songs for us?"

To refuse would do my reputation no good so we all trooped through and I recognized the piano player from the last time I sang a couple of my songs there. I got Gordon to bring some albums in from the trunk of the car to be sold, not given away and I sang my songs. Everyone was happy and we sold about twenty albums.

It was a great night out and everyone was in a happy mood on the way home. We had hired a second car but Derek and I decided that we really do need another car because not everyone fits into the Humber when we go out together.

That night in bed we flirted with each other but that was as far as we went, both being a bit tired and worried about the play tomorrow. So we both had to be content with a quick kiss and a cuddle.

Everyone was up early the next morning and I think they were all feeling the tension coming from me. Alex called me early to make sure that I was all right and ready, and that was followed by Bob asking the same sort of questions. Mom called not long after and she sounded tired. She wished me luck and I asked if she was ok. "I get very tired and have a couple of heart pains but the doctor gave me pills which I put under my tongue. They work real good and the pain goes away."

"Mom please take it easy, I expect your doing too much. I will organize for a cleaning lady and general help to come in everyday and don't say you don't want that because it is not negotiable. We love you mom so please take care." I mentioned all this to Derek who agreed with me that she has to take care because she's not getting any younger.

His parents called next and apart from wishing us luck they said that they had found a house just four homes away from mom and we would love it. Derek promised that he would get all the paper work done on Monday. They gave him all the details of the agent, price and location. This news made us feel so much better.

It was soon time for the four of us at last to head off to the theatre. The rest of the guys would be coming in later for the re-launch in the evening. We got there and one could right away feel the nervous tension in the air as everyone got ready for the dress rehearsal, even Alex was pacing up and down like a caged lion.

I went down to get ready and try on my brand new costume. The wardrobe mistress had done a great job, but to make it more interesting, being a period play, she made my tights just a little bit more revealing so that the audience got a glimpse of my package. I didn't like that really, but for the sake of the play I put up with it. As far as I was concerned this was for Derek's eyes only.

I was almost ready when Derek came down to give me a kiss and a cuddle telling me that the auditorium was packed to capacity already. He noticed my tights and laughing said, "If we had time I'd reduce the size of that bulge right here right now."

"Down boy, you'll have to wait." Just then a knock on the door interrupted us and Ian and Roland walked in hand in hand. When they noticed my costume this brought forth more scandalous remarks until I reminded Roland that whenever he was standing in for me he would be wearing something similar. "At least I'm just as big as you if not bigger." He said laughing.

Once again my dressing room was crammed with flowers and cards from well-wishers. Derek looked at his watch and said," Let's go and break a leg." In the wings the rest of the cast was assembled and we all went round hugging each other saying the traditional phrase, "Break a Leg."

Then it was curtain up and off we went. The whole play went smoothly and while taking our bows we got a standing ovation from those that weren't in wheelchairs or incapable of standing for any length of time.

Alex sent me out to the foyer afterwards with some of the other cast members and we signed autographs and posed for photos for more than an hour. Then it was time to relax.

Alex called us all on stage thanking us but also pointing out a couple of things that we could do to improve the performance, then it was time to relax for a couple of hours. Derek and I were just settling down on the day bed in my dressing room when the phone rang. I was tempted not to answer it but I did. It was my record company telling me that they had arranged with the theatre management to set up a stand in the foyer selling my album and would I be available after each performance to sign them. I wasn't very happy over this but agreed.

Derek and I then locked my door and settled down to an hour or so of serious love making. Several times there we're knocks on the door which we ignored being totally engrossed in each other. Our love for each other was just as strong now as it was when we were at school and fourteen years old. We only had over the six years a couple of tiffs which we're my fault and usually happened when I was drunk.

We showered together even though my shower cubicle in the dressing room was very small but that made it more interesting. After drying each other off I began dressing while Derek went to make sure the set and props were all ready to go.

The boys came in just as I finished and laughed themselves stupid when they noticed my tights, with Peter leading the comments as always. Once they had gone to take their seats I had a few quiet moments to myself; just sitting eyes closed, completely clearing my mind of everything except the character I was portraying. Although I never had any formal training as an actor I learned that this is what is taught at RADA the Royal Academy of Dramatic Art.

Finally one of the stage hands knocked on my door to tell me five minutes to curtain up. After checking my dress, especially the bulge in my tights to make sure everything was pointing or hanging down as it should be, I made my way up to the wings.

Alex Guinness to the best of my knowledge has never been a religious man but he gathered us all together and offered up a prayer for our success, something that I have never know him to do before or since.

Then it was curtain up and away we went. The audience laughed in all the right places and much to our surprise we even got a standing ovation at the interval. I was high as a kite on the adrenalin rush from playing this part. It's hard to explain or describe the feeling one gets when this happens. It's almost like being drunk or high on drugs, although that was something Derek and I never did. We tried smoking weed and didn't like it so we never touched it again and strangely enough neither did Ian and Roland.

The second part of the play went just as well and our curtain calls would have gone on for ever with the audiences cheers and applause. I had tears in my eyes at the accolades we received with flowers being thrown onto the stage, plus I noticed several other cast members also getting a bit emotional. When I walked forward to receive my personal applause even my fellow cast members began applauding and cheering, which reduced me to a blubbering mess which I was trying so hard to hide from the audience.

Finally I signaled to Derek to bring the curtain down for the last time. Once he did everyone on stage was slapping me on the back or hugging me and even Alex had tears in his eyes. He had arranged a big party for the cast and invited guests at a nearby restaurant but before I could go I had to be in the foyer for almost two hours signing albums, autographs and all that stuff. I was almost mobbed and Gordon had trouble controlling the crowd telling me that he would have an extra guy on duty from now on.

With Derek by my side I signed and signed until I had cramp in my wrist. An increasing number of people were asking for photos of Derek and I together which we obliged, always with our arms around each other and it was a great feeling to know that our relationship was being accepted especially considering it was the 1960's.

It was very late by the time we arrived at the party and once we walked in a loud cheer and applause greeted us. Alex had insisted that supper be held up until we arrived so that we could all sit down together.

Halfway through the meal the newspapers arrived. The critics, every single one, including the Times critic a very hard man to please, gave us rave notices. This cheered up Alex and Bob who could see the pound signs and the hear the cash register ringing.

The boys were so excited with Peter proclaiming to anyone who would listen that I was his dad. It was getting light by the time we got home and we only had a couple of hours before the helicopter arrived to take us all to John and Bruce's party.

Derek and I showered and laid down instructing David to call us in two hours. We fell asleep straight away and it felt like only five minutes before we were being woken up. We quickly dressed and walked downstairs just as we heard the sound of a helicopter landing in a nearby park.

We got into our cars driven by our security to be taken to the park were a large crowd had gathered. Once we were all aboard and our security had moved everyone back to a safe distance we were clear for take-off. Because we were in the London Heathrow Airport jurisdiction we had to wait about five minutes for clearance but then we were on the way.

We gave the boys all the window seats and no sooner had we left the ground than I was asleep on Derek's shoulder. The flight took almost three hours or maybe a bit less, I forget, before we were able to touch down on the school grounds where the guys teach.

A large marquee had been erected on an adjoining field and Derek remarked that the guys had spared no expense. All the teaching staff, several locals and most of the senior class that they teach were there waiting and we got a big round of applause when we walked in. I could see Peter and the other guys eyes popping out of their heads when they saw all the young eye candy gathered before them.

I looked across at Peter mouthing the word, no and he laughed mouthing back, maybe. I gave him a dirty look and he put on his hurt my feelings look.

Derek and I were introduced by John to the headmaster, an elderly gentleman, who told us that taking on John and Bruce was the best move he ever made, "They are a wonderful asset to the school." He added, "I am retiring next year and the only decision which the board has to make is who gets my job out of the two of them."

I looked at Derek and winked because we were planning on asking them to join us as the boys' tutors. To say there was plenty to eat and drink would be an understatement. Our two hosts disappeared and a local priest arrived. I noticed Peter and the guys getting on great guns with several of the seniors and mentioned to Derek that it is a pity this school wasn't closer to London because it would have been ideal for the boys.

We were all ushered into rows of seats with the priest standing out front and the school orchestra started playing Mendelssohn's wedding march as our two dear friends dressed in identical pure white suits shirts bow ties and vests walked hand in hand down the aisle. Walking in front of them also in white was a younger school boy carrying a white silk cushion with necklaces and chains because they already had rings.

It was a very moving and emotional ceremony as once again they exchanged vows and had their hearts and chains blessed. Then it was all over and the orchestra played more music as they walked down the aisle being hugged and congratulated by everyone. When they reached us they both burst into tears thanking us for everything we had done for them. We remained in a group embrace for some time before they moved on. The dance floor was in the corner and a small stage where the school band was set up playing rock n roll. Soon the dance floor was crowded.

Derek motioned to me, "do you want to dance?" This was something I didn't normally do but for once I said yes. As soon as we took to the floor the cameras started popping and I whispered to my lover that at least one picture would be in the gutter press by morning.

The band maybe deliberately then began a slow love song which was on my album and we began dancing real close even kissing a couple of times. We were so engrossed in each other that we didn't realize until we looked up that we were the only one's dancing with everyone else watching us. Finally John and Bruce joined us and then some of the others joined in.

A big cheer and applause followed and John approached me saying, "I hope you don't mind but the school band has been rehearsing some of your songs for weeks now and would be honored if you would join them on stage." I couldn't really refuse and disappoint them so I made my way to the stage and the look on those boys faces when they saw this made my day.

I shook hands with all of them noticing the hero worship on their faces. I told them, "Listen guys I'm just an ordinary person who happens to be an entertainer, you are all just as talented as I am in your own field so please just call me Cliff and we'll get on fine. One very important thing to remember is always enjoy yourself, if you are then your audience will be doing the same. Now let's see what you have been learning."

I must say that they played just as well as any professional band, in fact better than some and when I ad libbed which I often do, they caught on right away smiling as I tried to trick them. When I had finished my three songs and the crowd got quiet I paid tribute to the band telling everyone there that they were a tribute to the school and their teacher John. "He was instrumental in teaching me a lot of what I know now and I will never be able to thank him enough."

The band took a break and I spent half an hour chatting with them and introducing them to Derek and Peter and the rest of the boys. I noticed a couple of boys in the band staying very close to each other and it was obvious they were an item.

Derek and I singled them out and chatted with them for quite a while. It appeared that their story was similar to Derek and I except they were having problems with both sets of parents coming to terms with their sexuality, "it isn't easy guys, just take it slowly and steadily and I'm sure they will come round. My father never did and he died because he was so anti-gay."

We continued to reassure them until it was time for them to go back on stage. We danced another couple of times and then it was time for us to take off and head back to London. Once again I slept the whole journey and I think most of the others did too.

All of us went straight to bed I think once we got in. Jason's mother thanked us telling us that she had never enjoyed herself so much in a long time. We had just begun to go upstairs when David said there was a phone call for me. I almost didn't answer it but something told me to take it.

I picked up the receiver announcing myself and it was my older sister who I hadn't heard from for a long time, "Hi sis what's up?" I asked

Sounding tearful she said, "It's mom she's ...

To Be Continued

Writers Corner.

Quite a long chapter and I only managed to fit in half of what I had planned because at this time a lot was going on in our life.

It of course started were we left off in the last chapter with Peter allowing his dick to rule his head something which he did often through his teen years. He fell for the oldest scam in the book, well almost it was lucky that another teacher caught them or I could be paying out big money to our blackmailer. The big decision to make now is do we send the boys to another school or get John and Bruce back as tutors.

The trial went off better than we thought although the mob out front the first day was scary and we all felt threatened. The outcome was good and to have Jason's mom stay with us was a pleasure and of course don't forget we have him and Michael's ceremony coming up as well.

The play well that was one of my real success's and what a weekend that was with John and Bruce's party as well. By Monday we were all tired but it was worth it.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter I thought there were a few boring points which I find interesting but you the reader might not.

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Jack's Jottings,

Indeed, Trevor compacted quite a lot into this chapter. Young Peter, like most teenager males, gay, straight or bi, allow their little heads to rule rather than thinking with the one sitting on their necks. The pretender teacher got lost rather quickly, but I wonder and hope Trevor brings him back in a future chapter so that he can get his just deserts. I think that getting private tutors for the boys is a fine resolution to the issue, so the boys don't have to go back to that school.

It is great having Cliff back on stage, any stage, at the old Bailey or at a Pub, don't matter as long as it is a stage and there is a loving audience. Cliff is certainly in his element when he is performing and even if he is not quite up to it, he always makes time for his fans.

The trial is now over and the old bigot got his. Somehow, I just can't help but think that Trevor will have that character cause difficulty, even from prison.

Well, what did you think of Bruce and John's reception? I thought it was a great setting with lots of loving and supportive people surrounding them.

I got a sinking feeling right there at the end when Cliff got a phone call from his long lost sister. It seems that Trevor just can't help himself; he has to throw a cliff-hanger at us once in a while.

Well, at they say across the pond, Cheers mates. Write to us and share your thoughts with us.

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Jack

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