Beech House

Beech House By Adam Stewart

Brendan was lying on his bed thinking back on his life to date. He was now twenty-one, so not that old, but a lot seemed to have happened in that short time. He was the only son of Edward Drake who was now fifty-one, but it was Brendan's great grandfather who'd been the initiator of the Drake fortune. Looking back, it wasn't a proud achievement because he'd made his money from sugar plantations in the Caribbean using black slaves. When slavery was abolished in 1838, he used his money for more humane purposes. He became a trader in various industries and his son continued the tradition.

Edward frequently felt ashamed of his background but knew he couldn't change the past. However, to make amends, he supported several charities that provided services for black and ethnic minorities, LGBT charities and those that helped disadvantaged women. Those members of the board who didn't agree, were soon dispatched.

It was Brendan's great grandfather who purchased the estate in Surrey on which they now lived and built the Manor House in which Brendan had been born and raised. Edward, his father, had refurbished the house when he'd inherited the estate following his father's death. Brendan's father was a multi-millionaire having increased the fortune considerably by adding electronics industries to the portfolio. The whole empire operated under the name of Drake Industries and was well known. There were advantages with being a member of the Drake family since you were generally treated like royalty, but there were disadvantages when you wanted to be anonymous.

Brendan knew he was gay from an early age. He was frequently called the rich poof, rich queer, rich arse licker, and many other choice names at school. Fortunately, he was big for his age, and that included a big cock, so always stood up for himself. Many a bully regretted messing with him, so on the whole he was left alone physically but snide remarks continued behind his back. So, others kept away from him which made him a loner. The few friends he did have were also gay and they knew Brendan Drake would protect them and, if necessary, fight their corner.

By the age of fourteen, he'd lost his virginity to a particularly nice lad who enjoyed being fucked. But it was at home he had the most grief. Not from his father, who always defended his son and heir, but from his mother. She had recognised her son's sexuality and did everything possible to change him. She frequently introduced girls with whom he was expected to be friends and even sought medical advice on what treatment he could be given to remove his `gay ways'. Needless to say, the girls soon realised he wasn't interested in the fairer sex, so made a hasty retreat.

His father had a laid-back attitude towards his son's sexuality. He'd frequently tell his wife "He is what he is, so let him be". He also told Brendan that he wasn't bothered about having a gay son and heir, so supported him. This resulted in lots of arguments between his mother and father which invariably ended in his father telling her, "To stop interfering and leave the boy alone". The problem was, she couldn't, and used every opportunity to raise the issue in a negative way. Brendan watched the marriage slowly fall apart with him being protected by his father.

"I love my son and don't give a fuck that he prefers men" he told her one day. "If you can't accept that, then you're not welcome in my family."

When Brendan was fifteen years-old, she announced that she'd met another man and wanted a divorce. By this time, his father was more than happy to agree but she didn't get a penny of his money. There was an immediate separation and the lawyers sorted out the divorce. Brendan hadn't seen or heard from her since. When everything had been sorted out, his father hugged him and kissed him on his head.

"As I've said before, Brendan, I don't care if you prefer men to be your bed partners, so live the life you want to lead. All I want, is you to be happy. If you want to invite male friends here, then feel free to do so. Neither I nor Carter will mind."

"Thanks, dad. There is one I'd like to invite for the weekend. His name is Simon."

"Fine by me. Invite him and tell Carter I've agreed he can stay."

John Carter was the house manager for the Manor House and was Edward's righthand man. He was now forty-five and had met his employer fifteen years ago. They'd become good friends and when Edward inherited the estate and family fortune, he was invited to be the house manager to replace the old boy who'd serviced Brendan's grandfather. Carter moved into the staff quarters in the east wing, so was in permanent residence. He managed an assistant who'd since retired and employed Ray Potter as a houseboy in his place. Ray was sixteen at the time and was a local lad. Brendan soon recognised the lad was gay and cornered him one day when he was alone. His mother had died when he was ten and from all accounts, his father was a brute.

"Does he know you're gay?" Brendan asked.

"Fuck, no. He'd kill me if he knew. You won't say anything, will you" he implored. "When I saw this job meant living in, I jumped at it to get away from him."

Brendan smiled and took him into his arms. "Don't worry. Your secret is safe with me. My father has no problem with gays. He accepts my sexuality and Carter isn't bothered."

Ray gasped. "You're gay?"

"Yep. Have known from an early age. My mother didn't approve, so tried everything in the book to make me straight but failed. She's no longer around, so you're safe here. There's Ruby but she only comes in for a few hours every day.

Ruby, who was forty-nine had joined as cook ten years ago when the old cook retired and lived in the village with Fred, her fifty-one-year-old husband, who was the groundsman and looked after the gardens. The estate was mainly leased to local farmers leaving a small wooded area that was still private. This needed little maintenance and was Brendan's favourite spot to go when he wanted to be alone. It was private and away from everyone.

From thereon, Brendan became friends with Ray. He would invite him to his room, and they'd have sex. The lad was a virgin and Brendan enjoyed fucking his cute arse. Ray's cock was small but pleasant enough when erect. He loved the feel of Brendan's big cock inside his arse. On their second secret meeting he'd told Brendan that Carter had said to him, "You're looking happy and content. Any particular reason?"

"What did you say?

"That I was happy living and working here away from my miserable father."

Carter had smiled. He too had escaped from a miserable and controlling father. He'd never had any interest in getting married and had always considered himself asexual, so the job as House Manager suited him perfectly.

Since then, Brendan and Ray had several secret assignations in Brendan's bedroom. Living in a ten-bedroom house had its advantages, especially with backstairs that had originally been used solely by servants. Ray loved being fucked by the heir and Brendan always enjoyed stripping him naked and inserting his big cock from all angles.

He also entertained other young men who stayed over, enjoying sex each night and often during the day. His father never raised an eyebrow despite guessing what his son was up to at the other end of the corridor.

Brendan had met Simon one month before his eighteenth birthday. Simon was seventeen at the time and they'd met on an online gay chatline. They connected with one another immediately and arranged to meet. Simon lived in Guildford which was a twenty-minute drive from Hersham near where the estate was situated. Having passed his driving test a few months before, he borrowed one of the estate cars and drove to Guildford.

Simon didn't want to meet at his house, so they agreed to meet in a pub on the outskirts of Guildford.

"I'm adopted" he explained. "My father doesn't know I'm gay."

Brendan asked if he knew his parents and where he came from. "No. I was found abandoned when I was about ten days old. I've never been able to find out who my birth parents are and to some extent, I'm not sure I want to know because whoever they were, I wasn't wanted."

Brendan was moved by his story and immediately hugged him. "It could be that your mother wasn't able to keep you, so had no choice."

Simon agreed. He'd gone through a range of possible options in his mind. Brendan asked what his adopted parents were like.

"During the early years they were kind, but my adopted mother died from cancer when I was ten years old. After that, her husband changed and became abusive towards me. I also knew he was a homophobe from the things he said, so didn't dare let on I was gay."

Brendan took an immediate liking to him. Not only was he good-looking with a nice body but he had a nice personality. He was also moved by his story. They agreed to meet again so he invited Simon to the Manor house. When he told Simon where he lived, he wasn't sure.

"I don't have sufficient money for the train fare."

Brendan told him not to worry because he'd collect him in the car. He also invited him for a weekend, so they had more time to get to know each other. Simon reckoned he could arrange that by telling his father that he was staying with one of his school friends for the weekend. Not wanting Brendan to go to the house, they arranged somewhere else to meet. They agreed to make it the following weekend and Simon told Brendan where to pick him up on the Saturday morning. His adopted father was a decorator so worked Saturdays.

Brendan went home feeling on a high. There was something about Simon that lifted his heart, as well as his cock!

The week seemed to drag by for both of them. Simon was as excited as Brendan because he too had immediately fallen for him. Finally, it was Saturday morning and he hastily packed a few things into a duffle bag. His father made no comment before he left despite Simon having told him earlier in the week. He wasn't sure if he'd forgotten or wasn't interested, so left a note to remind him. He suspected the latter because he showed little interest in what Simon did these days apart from complaining that he hadn't done things around the house, which was untrue because he hadn't asked him in the first place. Things he did do were invariably wrong for some minor reason, so their relationship was deteriorating rapidly.

During the week he'd argued in his defence following yet another thing he was supposed to have done but hadn't been asked, only to be told "Don't forget if it hadn't been me and your mother, you'd have been left to die." That too was incorrect because he'd been found wrapped in a blanket inside a shopping bag by an old man who immediately took the baby to the police station. He was then looked after by the children's department until he'd been adopted. He ignored his father's comment having decided it wasn't worth the effort. But what he did know was that he had to leave home as soon as he could. He told himself that he was probably hoping for too much with Brendan, but he'd identified that he came from a stable home and from the clothes he was wearing, had more money than him. Brendan hadn't mentioned that his parents were divorced, having decided to leave that fact until their next visit.

When Simon arrived at the agreed meeting point, Brendan was already waiting.

"Hi" Brendan said as he opened the passenger door for Simon to climb in. "Dump your bag into the back."

"Different car" Simon commented as he leaned over for a kiss.

"Yeah, my dad has several cars, so I took the four by four today as he wasn't using it."

"Wow. Is he rich?"

Brendan chuckled. "Yeah, you could say that. My dad is Edward Drake."

Simon gasped. "The Edward Drake of Drake Industries?"

"Yep, and I'm his son and heir."

"Fuck" Simon exhaled.

"Does that bother you?"

"Fuck, no. Why should it?"

"Some guys don't like going out with the son of a famous rich guy. Or they're gold diggers and only agree because they reckon, they can get money off me. Which you can't, by the way."

"I had no idea. I'm more interested in the guy than their money. I'm used to being poor, so it doesn't bother me. And I certainly wouldn't take advantage of your wealth."

"I know" Brendan replied and placed his free hand on Simon's thigh. One big advantage of an automatic; no gear changing! The touch sent a thrill through Simon's body, as well as wakening his cock, and placed a hand on top of Brendan's to keep it there. "That's why I say little about my family background or where I live. Normally, I meet guys I'm interested in several times before I invite them home, but when we first met, I felt something and knew instinctively you were different from the normal guys I meet."

Simon felt tears of joy forming in his eyes. "Thanks. I felt the same way about you. Not that I've met that number of guys."

Brendan patted the bare leg that was showing below Simon's shorts, which caused another shockwave through his body and his cock to react again. "As you'll see, I live with my dad in a large Manor House on an estate. My parents divorced when I was fifteen. My mother didn't approve of having a gay son whereas my dad is cool about it and encourages me to meet guys and invite them back home if I want."

Brendan pulled up to the iron gates and pressed a remote. The gates silently opened, and he drove through, the gates automatically closing behind him.

"In my grandfather's time, there was a gateman whose job was to sit in a hut all day to open and shut the gates. They even had a guy who covered nights" Brendan chuckled. "When my dad inherited, he automated them, and the old boys were paid off."

Simon was intrigued and asked if there were other staff. This was a new experience for him and a way of life he'd never seen before.

"Carter is the House Manager and is my father's righthand man. He employs Ray Potter who's a houseboy. He's eighteen, extremely cute and gay" Brendan chuckled. "Both of them live in and Ruby, who's the cook, lives in the village with her husband. He's Fred and looks after the gardens. Most of the estate is leased to local farmers so we don't have to manage that."

"Have you, you know, done anything with Ray?"

"Several times" Brendan chuckled. "If you're interested, we might be able to arrange for him to visit my room over the weekend."

Simon felt his heart thump with excitement. He'd never dreamt he'd meet someone like Brendan, let alone be invited for the weekend.

"Good morning Brendan" Carter said as they walked into the spacious hallway. "I assume you're Simon who is staying for the weekend" he added as he acknowledged the lad who was mesmerised by the grandeur of the place. "I asked young Potter to make up the spare bed in your suite, although I imagine it won't be needed" Carter grinned at Brendan.

"Hopefully not" Brendan grinned in reply.

"Lunch will be served at one, so you have just over an hour" Carter added. "I hope you enjoy your stay, young man" he told Simon.

"Thanks" Simon replied, still overawed by it all. Brendan took his hand and scampered up the sweeping stairs to the upper floor, with him attempting to keep up. When they reached the top, Brendan led him along a corridor and into what he'd describe as a small apartment. It had a small hallway off which there was a bathroom a sitting area and a large bedroom. Off this there was a smaller bedroom which also had a door that led back into the hallway.

"This is all yours?" Simon gasped. The overall space was almost the size of the whole house where he lived.

"Yep. The house has ten bedrooms, all with en-suite facilities. Dad's suite is at the other end of the corridor and is larger than this. Carter and Ray live in the east wing which also houses four of the eight guest rooms."

"Are they ever used?"

"Occasionally when dad holds a party or a business convention."

"There's also another house on the estate but that's empty at present. That has four bedrooms and was occupied by my grandmother before she died a year ago. Plus, there's the London house in Chelsea. That also has four bedrooms and is managed by Deakin, who's also gay. We can stay there one weekend, if you like."

Simon was speechless. He had no idea how the rich lived, apart from what he'd seen in films. He also noted Brendan's optimism that they'd meet up again. Brendan showed him the bathroom in case he needed it and then stripped off his T-shirt and jeans. He'd warned Simon that at weekends they wore shirt and trousers for meals, although lunch was only a light meal; dinner being the main meal in the evening at seven sharp. Seeing Brendan strip down to his sexy briefs, he did the same before following him to the bathroom. They didn't stand on ceremony, so he watched Brendan pull out his cock and pee into the toilet pan before he did the same. Both found it erotic watching one another's golden stream flow from their cock.

When they'd washed, they returned to the bedroom where Brendan took Simon into his arms and pressed their growing organs together. They kissed passionately and both soon had a thickening cock inside their briefs. Brendan plunged his hand inside Simon's and took hold of the naked flesh.

"Ah, fuck, that feels so good", Simon cried out. They continued to kiss as briefs were pulled down to expose the raging organs. Simon then pulled out of the kiss and crouched in front of the guy with whom he'd fallen in love. He took hold of the erect cock and wrapped his mouth around the big shaft. It was now Brendan's turn to gasp. The feel of his raw cock inside Simon's mouth felt wonderful. He'd been sucked by several guys before, but this felt different. He could sense the love oozing from the guy doing the sucking. He placed a hand on Simon's mop of fair hair and gently massaged it. This caused the sucking to become intense and within a few moments he was blowing his load into Simon's mouth. He accepted the ribbons of creamy cum without hesitation. It tasted like nectar and he felt wonderful.

"Fuck, that was fucking brilliant" Brendan gasped when Simon finally released his cock. "Do you want me to suck you?"

"Perhaps later" Simon grinned, happy that he'd fully satisfied him. "I like sucking cock and having it shoot into my mouth."

"What else do you like" Brendan asked, looking into his blue eyes.

"Being fucked. Especially by big cocks" he grinned. "Yours certainly meets that criteria."

"Do you like fucking?"

"Yeah, but so far I've been more of a bottom. Probably because the guys I've met so far prefer to top."

That suited Brendan. He enjoyed being fucked but he preferred fucking, especially raw, so he hoped Simon was up for that.

"We'd better get dressed. The lunch will be announced shortly."

"Does a gong sound?" Simon grinned, having seen it done in films.

"In my grandfather's day, a gong was sounded for lunch and dinner. In a house this size it was the easiest way to let people know and cook gets upset if the food is kept waiting for the diners to appear. My Dad introduced a text system to replace the gong and it means you have five minutes before the meal is served."

They'd just finished dressing when Brendan received the five-minute text, so they made their way down to the dining room.

"Ah, you must be Simon" Edward said as he walked into the dining room with the other two standing waiting. Brendan introduced his friend and they sat down. Carter, with Ray's assistance then served the light lunch which consisted of cold mackerel and a green salad with tomatoes, celery, and cucumber.

Whilst they ate, Edward asked Simon where he lived and what he was studying at school. Simon said Business Studies which was the same as Brendan. His father had said it would come in handy when he took over the running of the business. He was still undecided about university and his father wasn't pushing him to go. When he reached twenty-one, he'd join the business so couldn't see the point. He'd never enjoyed school and doubted university would be any different. Simon said he'd definitely not be going onto university because his father couldn't afford the fees and he doubted he was good enough to get a free place.

"He's a nice guy" Brendan's father told his son privately after the meal whilst Simon was admiring the garden. "I hope he's good in bed" he grinned.

Brendan laughed. So, did he but he'd soon find out.

The sex with Simon was extremely good. He had a beautiful tight arse to fuck and he loved the feel of Brendan's big cock inside him. Before that, Brendan had shown Simon the gardens after Saturday lunch. He loved gardens and was impressed with what he saw. Brendan then took him to his special spot in the woods where they kissed and fumbled. There was an old tree which was easy to climb so they did so and perched in the branches to view the farmland in the distance. They kissed and it became passionate. Cocks were soon hard, so hands felt them. After lunch they'd changed into shorts, so Brendan managed to unfasten Simon's and pull his erection out. Adjusting his position in the tree, he managed to suck it until Simon had shot his load into his mouth.

"Fuck. That was good. First time I've had a blowjob up a tree" Simon laughed.

"Hopefully, not the last" Brendan added before giving him a passionate kiss. Both sensed they'd moved onto another stage of their short relationship. They'd both fallen in love.

Simon was feeling nervous about dinner that evening. He wasn't used to dining in posh company and was worried he'd do something wrong in the way he held his knife and fork or ate his food. When the five-minute text was received, he checked himself in the mirror for the umpteenth time. Brendan smiled and moved up behind him as he faced the mirror.

"You're fine. We're not royalty" he laughed. "Besides, you look gorgeous."

Simon smiled. He knew he was fussing unnecessarily but didn't want to let Brendan down. He also wanted to maintain a good impression with Edward Drake who'd already told him to use his first name instead of Mr Drake. He needn't have worried because Edward continued to make him feel at ease throughout the meal. He also noticed Ray smile at him, and Carter treated him like a guest. Even so, he did make sure he remembered the table manners his mother had instilled into him.

"Do you know what you'll do after you've completed your exams?" Edward asked him.

"I'd like to get a job in commerce, if I can, so I can use my business studies. I enjoy all the topics."

"Let me know when you've completed your course. I'll see if I can find a job in one of my companies."

Simon thanked him profusely and said he certainly would do so.

"Brendan sits his finals at the end of the month. He'll then join me in running Drake Industries" Edward explained. Brendan said he was looking forward to doing so. He loved his father and despite some comments by his classmates that they'd hate working for their father, he had no misgivings about doing so.

The meal ended and Edward said he'd leave the lads to enjoy themselves as he disappeared into the living room.

"You're so lucky to have a dad like him" Simon commented once they were upstairs. Mine is such a misery and constantly negative towards me."

Brendan took him into his arms and hugged him tight. "Try and forget him. You're away from him for two days." Simon smiled and returned the hug plus a big kiss. This became passionate and their cocks were soon straining to get out of their trousers. They began undressing one another and it wasn't long before they were down to their briefs.

"Fancy a drink?" Brendan asked. "I've got cans of beer or harder stuff if you want. I'm having a whisky."

Simon said he'd like the same so Brendan opened his drinks cupboard and poured two generous measures into cut crystal glasses whilst Simon carefully folded their clothes and placed them to one side. He still couldn't believe the life Brendan lived. Even though he was now seventeen, his father didn't approve of him drinking or visiting pubs, despite doing so himself.

"He's such a hypocrite" Simon added.

Brendan sat close beside him on the sofa and put an arm around him. "It must be hard to live in that atmosphere all the time. It was bad enough when my mother lived here and was constantly arguing with my dad about me, but I knew he always supported me, and he'd comfort me. You need to get away from him as soon as you can."

Simon agreed but he knew he had another year of studying before he could contemplate doing so, and that was dependant on him getting a job.

"You must come and stay here as much as you can, or we can stay over in the London house for the weekend. Dad won't mind."

"You're so fucking lucky" Simon replied, feeling sorry for himself. He turned to Brendan and looked at him for a moment. "I've fallen in love with you, Brendan. And it's not because of your money or your comfortable lifestyle. You're such a kind considerate person like your dad. I'd love to spend as much time with you as I can." He hoped he'd not said too much too soon but that's how he felt.

Without saying anything, Brendan held his face in his hands and kissed his beautiful soft lips. The kiss was hard and lingering with tongues probing each other's mouth. When he pulled away, he held Simon's face and their eyes locked. "I'd love us to spend as much time as possible together. If you didn't have to stay in Guildford for college, I'd suggest you moved in here. I know we've only just met but I've fallen madly in love with you, Simon."

For several moments they hugged as tears of joy filled their eyes. Were they moving too fast? They weren't sure but something inside them said they weren't.

"If only I had a car, I could drive to Guildford for college. It's only twenty-minutes by road from here" Simon said, more to himself than to Brendan. The journey to his college in Weybridge took him just over eleven minutes.

"If it was possible, would you really move in with me here?"

"Of course. I've fallen in love with you, Brendan, and I really mean it. Even if you were poor like me, I'd still want to be with you. I know it's crazy because we've only met twice and most people would say we are mad, but I've never felt like this before about a guy. I really love you."

Brendan smiled and kissed him again. He believed him and knew he wasn't just after his money or lifestyle. He'd met too many guys who were con artists so knew when they were all talk. He'd never met a guy like Simon before and he too knew he was Mr Right. He thought for a moment before telling Simon his plan. Providing him with a car wasn't a problem; there were plenty around and if necessary, he could buy him one from the trust fund his grandfather had left him. But he'd have to discuss it with his dad first and take his advice. They decided to leave that until the Sunday afternoon.

Simon was speechless. He'd never dreamt that Brendan would seriously want him to move in. He pulled Brendan into a kiss which once again became passionate. Cocks were hard and aching to be released from their briefs. Hands delved inside to hold the naked organs as they continued kissing. They were in heaven and neither wanted it to end.

"That'll be Ray" Brendan said, pulling out of the kiss having heard the knocking on the main door to his suite. "Are you sure you want a threesome with him?"

"Yeah. I've never had one before" he replied excitedly. "Are you?"

Brendan agreed he was okay with threesomes. "It doesn't affect my love for you" he added as he went to open the door. He invited Ray in as he checked the corridor for anyone around, even though he had a feeling Carter knew he was having sex with Ray and probably his dad too.

"Hi" Ray grinned admiring Brendan's nakedness and the obvious bulge inside his briefs. Brendan invited him into the living room and Ray gasped at Simon's state of undress. "Hope I'm not disturbing you guys" he grinned.

"Nope, we're ready for you" Brendan laughed. "So, off with your clothes. Want a drink?"

Ray nodded as he undressed down to his briefs. Brendan poured another whisky and topped up his and Simon's. They sat and drank with the lovebirds on the sofa and Ray on a chair opposite. He immediately noticed the love between them and felt he was intruding, so shouldn't be there.

"Okay, time to fuck this guy's cute arse" Brendan chuckled as he stood up. Ray gulped down the rest of his whisky and felt a rush to his head. He was feeling randy when he arrived and now was more so. He followed Simon's sexy butt and hoped he'd be able to lick it. He loved licking arse.

Once in Brendan's bedroom, they each removed their briefs to expose stiff cocks. Ray was told to lay on the bed on his back. Brendan lifted his legs over his chest and manoeuvred him to the edge of the bed, so his head was hanging over. He was told to suck Simon's cock whilst Brendan fucked the beautiful arse now on show. Simon inserted his hard cock into Ray's mouth and commenced mouth fucking him. As he did so, he watched Brendan's naked cock thrust into Ray's arse having first been lubricated. He'd never had raw sex before and wanted to try it. The few guys he'd been with had insisted on using protection, but he was cool about it. He tested regularly in any event although he knew the risks of bareback sex. Live dangerously, why not, he smiled to himself.

He found watching another guy's live cock fucking arse really turned him on. He'd watched gay porn but actually seeing a naked cock fucking arse was awesome.

"He's got a gorgeous tight arse to fuck" Brendan grinned at Simon. "And you love my big cock up your arse, don't you, Ray." Ray grunted his assent as Simon continued to fuck his mouth. Simon didn't want to climax because he wanted to fuck Ray's arse when Brendan had finished, so he slowed the thrusting of his cock in and out of Ray's mouth to a steady but enjoyable pace.

Brendan was now slamming his big cock into Ray's arse, causing his mouth to take Simon's cock deeper down his throat. But he carried on regardless. He enjoyed having his arse and mouth fucked at the same time.

"Ah, fuck, I'm coming" Brendan cried out five minutes later. Simon watched as he continued plunging the big cock in and out and imagined the ribbons of creamy cum filling Ray's arse. After he'd shot his load, Brendan pulled out and told Simon to take over. He hastily removed his cock from Ray's mouth and ran to the other side of the bed. Brendan moved to Ray's mouth and as he watched Simon plunge his naked erection into the now open arse, he plunged his into Ray's mouth. Ray choked as the long cock delved deep inside, but he took its full length. He could taste the remaining cum that oozed out whilst Brendan fucked his mouth. Simon's cock was slimmer than Brendan's but still felt good. He wanted to shout "fuck me hard and fill me up with your load" but couldn't because his mouth was full of cock.

"Yeah, give that arse a good roasting, Simon." He did, and eventually shot his load of cum to add to Brendan's.

Before Ray left, Simon gave him one of his blowjobs, which he loved. "Thanks, guys. I hope we can do that again sometime."

"Did you enjoy that"?" Brendan asked after Ray had slipped out to return to his room.

"Yeah, it was brilliant. He's a nice guy and a gorgeous fuck. First time I've had a threesome and first time I've fucked bareback."

Brendan had meant to ask beforehand if he was okay with raw sex but forgot due to the excitement. "Are you okay with raw sex. I do have some condoms somewhere."

"Yeah, it's fucking awesome."

Brendan looked at his watch and decided it was time to get ready for bed. Normally, he'd go down to say goodnight to his Dad but couldn't be bothered to get dressed. Instead he sent a text to say he and Simon were settling down shortly and said `goodnight'. He received a response saying "Goodnight, son. Enjoy!"

Brendan smiled and showed Simon. "I can't believe he's so relaxed about his son sleeping with a guy. I assume he knows we are."

"Of course. He probably told Carter to make up the spare bed for appearances. He has no problem with two guys having sex."

"You're so fucking lucky. My father would go berserk."

Before they settled down for the night, Brendan fucked Simon from behind with him on his side. The feel of the big naked cock inside him was even better than he'd imagined, and he knew he wanted more; lots more. Having dumped his load inside him, Brendan reached round and massaged his erection until he'd shot his load. Brendan lifted the cum filled hand to Simon's mouth and he licked it clean. Another first; he'd never tasted his own cum before and it tasted good.

When they woke the following morning, it took Simon a few moments to realise he wasn't having a dream. He'd never slept with anyone before and having a hunk of naked man beside him, felt wonderful, especially one with whom he'd fallen head over heels in love.

"Morning, my love" Brendan grinned when Simon opened his eyes and found him looking at him adoringly.

"Morning" Simon grinned. "Have I really spent a night with the guy I love."

"You have. Any second thoughts?"

Simon frowned, worried that perhaps Brendan was having some. "Definitely not. I love you, Brendan, and always will."

"Excellent because I love you and have been thinking. How about you moving in with me immediately? We can sort out a car for you soon enough to get to college. I've only got four more weeks until my final exams and I imagine yours must be much the same."

Simon nodded. His end of year exams commenced in three weeks. He dreaded the thought of spending the summer holidays at home with his father.

"I'd love to, but are you sure?"

Brendan kissed him and said he'd show him how sure in a moment, but yes, he was one hundred percent sure.

"What about your dad? Will he approve?"

Brendan replied that he was sure he would, and he'd speak to him after breakfast. "But before then I want to fuck you to show how much I love you. You can then fuck me."

Simon liked that idea and rolled over onto his stomach. He wanted to feel Brendan's naked body lying on top of him with his big cock deep inside. He soon found out as the beautiful body embraced his and the big cock penetrated his arse.

"Ah, fuck" Simon exclaimed when the full length of cock was inside him. "That feels so good."

Brendan smiled and kissed the back of Simon's neck whilst slowly moving in and out. The feel of his excited cock rubbing against the soft naked skin was so beautiful. Up to now, he'd fucked purely to satisfy his basic needs, but this was to show his love. He took it gently until his climax overcame him and his morning load erupted inside his lover. Once done, he kept his full length inside and rested his body on Simon's. He kissed the naked neck which sent love signals through Simon's body.

"Does that show how much I love you?"

"Mm. Very much" Simon replied.

They changed over and Simon fucked Brendan to show his love. Having deposited his load inside his arse, he pulled out and they kissed passionately.

"I could do this all day, but we'd best get up" Brendan grinned before jumping out of bed and running naked into the bathroom. Simon followed him and they both peed into the pan together. He loved watching their golden flows pouring out in unison. They showered together and once dried, got dressed into shorts and T-shirt.

"Good morning guys" Edward grinned when he saw the happy couple walk into the dining room. "You both look very happy, so I take it you had a good night together."

Simon blushed as Brendan assured him, they had before adding, "I'd like to discuss something with you after breakfast if you have time."

Edward smiled. "I've always got time for my beautiful son." He then explained to Simon that he could help himself to cereal and fruit from the sideboard but if he wanted a cooked breakfast, Carter would need to be told. Simon said he only ever had cereal, so wouldn't want anything cooked. He and Brendan helped themselves and sat at the table opposite Edward. As they ate, Edward could sense the love between them which he'd never seen before with his other friends.

After they'd all finished, Edward suggested that he and Brendan go into his study.

"Simon is a very nice guy" Edward started. "Do I get the feeling he's more than a friend?"

Brendan nodded and explained that's what he wanted to talk about. He then gave his dad a brief account of Simon's life after being adopted, that his mother had died when he was ten and how the relationship with his father had deteriorated following that because of his attitude towards Simon.

"He's desperate to move away from home but can't do so because he's halfway through his A-levels and doesn't have any relations with whom he can live. Although we've not known each other that long, we've fallen in love and know we want to be together. I'd like him to move in with me."

Edward smiled. "I can see you're both in love and I'm happy for you. How long have you known him?"

"Two weeks which I know is not long, but I've never felt like this before and I'm certain he loves me and is not saying that just to take advantage of me. Do you think it's possible to be so sure within such a short time?"

"People react to love in different ways and it's not unheard of to meet someone and know immediately that they're the one for you. Having seen how he reacts, I'm also certain that he's not only after what we can offer. I can also see how much he loves you. All I want, Brendan is for you to be happy and if Simon makes you happy, then I'm also happy. So, if you want him to move in with you, then go for it. From what you've told me, he's living in an unhealthy environment which is the last thing he needs whilst studying for exams. How soon do you want him to come?"

"I was thinking immediately if that's okay."

"If you're sure and he is, why not. The sooner the better. If things don't work out, then you'll both have to deal with the situation, but you know I'm always here for you, son."

Brendan thanked him and immediately hugged him. "Thanks, dad. There's just one thing. He'll need transport to get to his college in Guildford for the next four weeks. Could he use an estate car?"

Edward thought for a moment. It was his son's eighteenth birthday the day after next and he knew the surprise he'd got for him. "Ask Simon to join us so I can have a word with him first."

Brendan turned to go and fetch him. "By the way" Edward said. Brendan stopped and turned. "What's he like in bed?" he grinned.

"Dad" Brendan laughed, feeling himself blush. "Fucking brilliant."

Edward smiled. He was tempted to ask if Simon was as good as Ray, since he knew about the houseboy's nighttime journeys to his son's room but suppressed his urge. He'd never found gay sex a problem unlike his ex wife who considered it disgusting.

A nervous looking Simon entered, and Edward invited him to sit down. "I understand things are not good between you and your father."

"That's putting it mildly" Simon replied. "Ever since mum died, he's been undermining me. He tells me off for not doing things he says he's told me to do but had never instructed me to do them in the first place and whatever I do is wrong. If I try to defend myself, he gets angry."

"Does he hit you?" Edward asked. Simon lowered his eyes, not wanting to admit how angry his father became sometimes. "Does he?" Edward asked again. Simon nodded.

"You never told me that" Brendan exclaimed, rushing over to him. Tears were running down his face and he tried to wipe them away.

"I was ashamed. I didn't want you to think I was at fault and for it to affect how we felt for each other."

Brendan hugged and kissed him as Edward watched on. There was no doubt in his mind that Simon was madly in love with his son and it was genuine.

"It's not you who should be ashamed, Simon. It's your adopted parent. No man should treat a son like that, let alone an adopted one. Anyhow, I've agreed with Brendan that you can move in here with him with immediate effect. I'll also provide a car for you to drive to college. Brendan will drive you home after lunch and help you pack."

Simon was overjoyed and rushed to hug Edward. "Thank you so much, and you Brendan. I love him so much" he directed to Edward.

He smiled. "I can see you do and I'm happy for you both. How will your father react when he hears you're leaving home?"

Simon looked at Edward. "He'll be angry but thankful to see me go when I tell him I'm gay. He hates gays. Thinks we're disgusting."

"More fool him. Having a gay son and seeing you, makes me realise even more that two men can love each another every bit as a man and woman. I sincerely hope you'll be happy with one another."

Simon thanked him again and wiped away his tears of joy. Edward watched his son place an arm around him and lead him out. Even when he'd first met his wife, he'd never felt the kind of love he'd seen between these two and he was envious. He'd decided long ago not to look for another woman after his dreadful marriage. He was too afraid that it would end up like the last one, and he couldn't bear that.

"Are you really going to tell your father you're gay?" Brendan asked as he drove Simon to Guildford.

"Yes. If I don't, he'll shout and possibly hit me, telling me I can't leave. I know he hates gays and won't want one living in his house, so it'll make it easier."

When they arrived, they found Simon's father watching football on the television. As usual he hardly acknowledged his son or his friend, and never asked if he'd had a nice weekend. Simon hastily took Brendan up to his room and began packing. They'd brought two large suitcases with them since Simon had nothing suitable. Whilst Simon pulled out clothes and what else he wanted to take with him, Brendan packed. Some items he left behind because they were of no use, so stuffed what remained into one drawer. Within twenty-minutes, they were packed so took the cases downstairs. The television was still on, so they crept out to the car and stowed the cases in the boot. They could now make a hasty retreat once Simon had made his announcement.

"Father" he commenced, he never called him Dad. "I'm leaving home and moving in with Brendan" Simon announced whilst his father continued to watch television. The football had finished, and some gameshow was on.

"Did you hear what Simon said?" Brendan asked and stood in front of the television, grabbing the remote as he did so to mute the sound

"Who the fuck, are you?"

"My name is Brendan, and Simon is moving in with me. We're in love."

"What the fuck are you talking about. Get out."

"I'm leaving home" Simon shouted. "I'm fed up with the way you treat me, so I'm leaving."

"Like hell you are. Now get out, whoever you are."

"We're in love. We"re gay" Simon shouted.

This caused the man to take notice. "You're what?"

"We're gay, Mr Taylor" Brendan repeated "and we're lovers, so I've invited Simon to move in with me. He'll continue his studies whilst living at my house."

"I couldn't care a fuck what he studies. I don't want a fucking queer living in my house. Get out. Get the fuck out and never come back, you filthy ungrateful bastard."

As he shouted these words, having at last grasped what he was being told, he threw the glass he'd been holding at Simon. Brendan reached out to obstruct its line of direction and redirected it to the wall where it smashed into smithereens causing the remains of beer to run down the wall. He grabbed Simon's hand and rushed him out of the house. Within seconds they were driving down the road. As he drove, Brendan looked in the rear mirror but there was no sign of Mr Taylor.

"Are you okay, my love" Brendan asked and patted Simon's bare leg.

"I think so" he replied but was still shaking. He'd guessed his adopted father would take it badly but hadn't reckoned on him throwing a glass at him. "Thank you. Thank you for being there. Now you can see what he's like."

"You're away from him now, my love, so forget him."

Simon nodded. He certainly would forget him and never see or talk to him ever again. When they arrived at the Manor House, Edward wanted to know how the departure had gone. When he heard what Taylor had said and done, he was appalled.

"You poor thing, Simon" he immediately said and hugged the young man. "You're safe now and welcome in this house. He held out his other arm and invited Brendan to join the hug. With a lad in each arm, he squeezed them against him. He now had two sons and he was happy.

"I've told Carter, so he's aware of the new arrangement and he's told young Potter and Ruby."

"Was Carter okay about it?" Brendan asked.

"Of course. You go and settle your boyfriend in, young man and I'll see you both for dinner."

Brendan led Simon out of the living room and found the two cases they'd left in the hall had gone.

"Ray has taken them up to your suite" Carter said, appearing out of nowhere as usual. "Welcome to the Drake family, Simon. I'm sure you'll be happy here."

"Thank you" Simon replied, "still not used to everyone being so nice and staff to do things."

Brendan kissed him and led him by the hand upstairs. Ray was exiting the suite as they arrived.

"Are you moving in permanently?" he asked Simon.

"That's the plan" Brendan laughed, "so plenty of fucks to look forward to."

Ray grinned and scuttled away.

On the Monday, both guys had to attend college, so Brendan left earlier enough to drive Simon to Guildford and then make his way to his college in Weybridge. He'd said he'd collect him later in the day. This left Edward time to organise a car and arrange insurance for a seventeen-year-old to drive. As the next day was Brendan's eighteenth birthday, they'd miss college and study at home. Brendan guessed that his dad had planned to celebrate like he always did.

He found Simon waiting for him when he arrived later that afternoon. As he climbed into the car, two boys standing nearby shouted, "Ooh, look, he's got his boyfriend to pick him up. Fucking queer."

Brendan stuck two fingers up at them as he drove off. If he met them again, he'd make them regret they'd made fun of the guy he loved.

"They reckon everyone is frightened of them, but most people ignore them" Simon chuckled as Brendan sped away. When they got home, they found Edward, and Brendan gave him a kiss on the cheek. Ever since childhood he'd kissed his dad before leaving to go out and when he returned.

"Now you're a member of the family, you can too, Simon" Edward grinned. Simon blushed, not used to kissing his father but did so. It made him feel wanted and he liked that. They went upstairs and stripped out of their college clothes. Once naked, they hugged and kissed each other. Both knew what they wanted, so collapsed onto the bed. Brendan offered his arse to fuck and after he'd received Simon's load, he sucked him off and swallowed his. They showered and dressed for dinner before settling down to some study. At Brendan's request, Carter had placed another small table and chair beside the one Brendan used for study, so they each had their own space. With laptops fired up, they both got down to work. Having his lover beside him enabled Simon to study harder than he'd done at his home when he was always waiting for his father to burst in to shout and complain about something. As such, he achieved far more with less stress and he was happy.

When Brendan woke the following morning, he found Simon smiling at him.

"Happy birthday."

"Thanks" Brendan grinned, and they kissed passionately. Having his lover beside him would make it the best birthday ever.

"As a birthday present, you can fuck me on my back with my legs over my head and shoot your morning load inside me. I'll then lick your arse and fuck you" Simon grinned.

Brendan loved the idea so threw off the bed clothes and positioned him on his back. He lifted Simon's legs over his shoulders and hooked them behind his head. Fortunately, Simon's body was flexible enough to achieve this. He grabbed the lube to lubricate his morning erection and teased the wide-open hole before him. He then remembered he had some poppers in his bedside drawer, so grabbed the little brown bottle and proceeded to take two long hard sniffs up each nostril. He then held it to Simon's nose for him to do the same. He'd never used poppers before, so the sudden rush to his head sent him spinning. The long big cock penetrated him, and he sighed as it filled him up. He then watched his lover give him a slow fuck until his urges took over and the pace increased before the spasms began.

"Yeah, fill my arse with your beautiful cum" he groaned. Brendan did and when he was spent, collapsed on top of his lover to kiss him.

Conscious of the time, Simon didn't fuck Brendan, saying "You can have that treat later."

When they arrived downstairs, Edward was waiting for them. He kissed his son and wished him a happy birthday. They sat down for breakfast and Brendan looked at the packages for him at the end of the table. His cards were beside his plate, so he opened them. He recognised his dad's writing, so opened that first. The message was "Happy birthday son. Enjoy your day and your new life." Another was from Simon which said "Happy birthday. You've made me so happy and thank you for everything", followed by lots of kisses. Others were from Carter, Ray and Ruby plus various relatives who lived far away, so seldom visited.

When breakfast was finished, he opened his presents. "I've held mine back for the moment" his dad commented as he ripped open the one on top. It was from Simon.

"It's not much" he said.

Having opened it, Brendan gasped. "It's beautiful. Thank you, my love. How did you have time to get it done?"

"At lunchtime yesterday" Simon chuckled. Brendan showed his dad the beautifully framed selfie photo Simon had taken of himself and Brendan on their first date. Brendan kissed him full on his lips as his dad smiled.

"Young love" he muttered to himself. The other gift was from Carter, Ruby and Ray. It was a book on `How to run a successful company'.

"Okay, come with me and I'll give you my present" Edward grinned. Brendan looked at Simon and made a face that said, `I haven't a clue'. Edward took him outside and led him to the side of the house with Simon following. There parked in front of the garages was a gold coloured Mercedes A class. Brendan gasped as his dad gave him the remote. "Fully insured in your name and ready to drive. Take care of it and enjoy."

Brendan had tears of joy running down his face. He threw his arms around his dad and kissed him. "Thank you, thank you so much." He pressed the remote and opened the front door to look inside. It was beautiful and a model of car he loved.

"You can take it for a spin with Simon in a minute but first, come with me."

He led both of them to the old stable block where the two estate cars were parked and stood them beside a dark blue second-hand VW Golf which Brendan hadn't seen before.

"That's yours, Simon, to get you to college and back and use whenever you want. It's fully insured in your name and yours to keep."

Simon gasped. "For me? But ..." he started to say.

"No buts. You've made my son extremely happy, so it's my thank you. Besides, you need a car" he chuckled.

"Thanks dad. That's extremely generous of you."

"I'll leave you guys and see you later, but no racing them" he grinned.

Simon looked at the car and then the key that Edward had given him. "I'm not sure I can accept this. It's far too generous of him."

"That's my Dad. He's a generous man and you'd upset him if you declined his gift. Besides, it's secondhand and knowing father he'd have negotiated a hefty discount from the garage where he bought mine, so accept it gracefully."

Simon hugged him as tears of joy ran down his face. He loved this man so much and his dad. He was so happy despite the tears and knew they'd be happy together forever.

"Let's give my new car a spin and then you can try yours" Brendan smiled before kissing his love.

During the next few weeks, they both worked hard on their studies and revision for the exams. They helped each other when they could which made the learning process more productive. Brendan achieved top grades with his final exams and Simon passed his end of year exams with distinction, so everyone was pleased. Edward treated them to a meal in an expensive restaurant to celebrate but Simon was getting used to living the highlife. He'd not seen or heard anything from his adopted father and doubted he would ever again. He'd written to the adoption agency to inform them why he'd left home since he was under eighteen at the time.

Edward suggested the two lovers had a holiday at his expense before Brendan officially joined the business and Simon returned to college to complete his final year, so they visited Italy for three weeks. Shortly before his final college year commenced, Simon celebrated his eighteenth birthday and had a wonderful time without a thought of his adopted father, who ignored the occasion, probably deliberately. Brendan joined the business and was appointed an Executive Assistant in his father's office. During the first three months he spent time in every section to learn what each did. He was treated with respect knowing that he was the heir apparent and one day would be their boss. He enjoyed his time and made many more friends, some of whom were gay.

Simon's final year flew by and he sat his exams. He was worried that he wouldn't pass but Brendan knew how good he was and would do so with flying colours. He did, of course, and there were great celebrations. Brendan had already discussed with his father where Simon could be employed in Drake Industries and his father had agreed subject to Simon passing his exams, so he too joined the family business.

"You're looking very pensive this morning. Something bothering you?" Simon asked as got dressed into his suit. "You'll be late for work."

Brendan smiled and pulled his half-dressed lover towards him. "I was thinking of my life before I met you, how we met and what's happened since. We've been together just over three years and I love you as much as I did when we met. And here we are living in our own house."

Simon kissed him. He'd never stopped loving him since they'd first met. At times he still thought he was living a dream. Everything had been so wonderful. He had a great job with Drake Industries in the Weybridge head office where Brendan worked with his father and he now lived in a wonderful house. Brendan had reached twenty-one two days before and his father had given him the deeds to Beech House which had been lived in by Brendan's grandmother until she'd died. Edward had organised a complete refurbishment from top to bottom. He'd told Brendan he was having it done but had never said why. He'd even involved Brendan and Simon in choosing the décor and furniture which was now all modern. A new kitchen had been fitted with modern units and equipment, and a sunroom had been added to the large living room.

"We can sunbathe in the nude" Brendan told Simon. There was a dining room that sat twelve and a study. Upstairs there were four large bedrooms with the master now having an en-suite wet room with shower, and a main bathroom. In addition, the old stables had been converted into a double garage, with an automatic door to house their two cars. The garden had also been redesigned and now included a winding path with flower beds planted mainly with shrubs. Fred came in once a week to maintain it and Ray attended three times a week to clean the house, undertake laundry duties and receive a fuck whenever he could. He frequently visited them at weekends for sex and on his days off. He knew that Carter knew and probably Edward, but nobody was bothered. As Edward told his son when he handed him the house keys, "It's yours now to live in and use as you wish provided any activities don't affect the rest of us!"

The Manor House, which would become Brendan's when he inherited the estate, was a five-minute walk away so they had dinner with Edward several times a week. They both worked hard during the week, so sex wasn't as frequent as it used to be, but this made it special when they did.

"Shall we invite Hugo for the weekend?"

Hugo was Swedish and the same age as Brendan. They'd met at college and recognised they were both gay. They'd had several nights together before Simon and Brendan had got together and had since met him on occasions. Simon agreed. He liked Hugo who had a big cock and enjoyed using it on him. Brendan called him and he immediately agreed. When he heard about Beech House, he was even more interested. He loved sex and loved having lots of fun with multiple guys.

"It's forecast to be a sunny weekend. Let's go down to Brighton and see who we can pick up. Remember the last time we went?"

Brendan certainly did. They'd met a guy in a bar and gone back to his place where they had great sex. Although not a drug addict, Hugo loved using them when having sex which added to the experience.

As predicted, the weekend was warm and sunny. Hugo said he'd arrive soon after breakfast to make the most of their weekend together. When he found his favourite friend and his boyfriend stripped to the waist wearing only a pair of sexy shorts, his body shook with excitement and his cock went hard inside his shorts. He and Brendan hugged, and the swollen cock pressed against Brendan's.

"I see you're ready for action" Brendan laughed, feeling the hardness.

"You know me. Always ready for sex" Hugo laughed. "And how's the gorgeous Simon" he grinned and gave him an equally big hug before feeling his crotch. "Mm, nice" he grinned. "So, are we going to Brighton to find a nice guy to fuck?"

"We're up for it" Brendan laughed.

"Great. In that case, I suggest we make our way."

It took them just over an hour to drive to Brighton in Brendan's Mercedes. When they arrived, Hugo suggested they make their way to Kemptown which was the heart of the gay area. Their favourite bar had just opened so they made their way in and Brendan ordered three beers. As they started to drink, a guy came in and looked at them. He'd seen them walk into the bar so decided to try his luck. He looked at Hugo, who was facing him, and smiled as if to say I'm all yours.

"He'd be perfect" Hugo whispered to Brendan who looked up to view the new arrival.

"Like a drink?" Brendan asked having agreed with Hugo. Although fairly scruffy in his vest and shorts, he had a nice body on him.

"Don't mind if I do" he replied. "I'll have a pint."

"Come and join us" Hugo said and pulled up a chair to their table whilst Brendan purchased another pint from the barman who he'd not seen on other visits.

"If young Robin becomes a nuisance, let me know" the barman told Brendan as he pulled the pint. "Sad case really. His mother was murdered during a burglary that went wrong. She was in the wrong place at the wrong time, poor soul. His father went to pieces after that and young Robin took the flack. When he found out his son was gay, he almost killed him. A neighbour heard the rumpus and intervened so Robin could escape. He never returned home after that. Spends his time cadging places to doss down and get food, poor lad. I help him when I can."

"When did this happen?"

"Robin was sixteen at the time, so two years ago."

"Have Social Services not helped him?"

The barman laughed. "Their response was to send him home to his father. Robin refused so he's been homeless ever since. He's a nice lad and uses his charm to get by. I help when I can and give him food when the boss isn't looking."

Brendan smiled. "He's in luck today. We'll feed him to give him a break."

"Thanks. Have the pint on me." Brendan passed over the money and insisted, so the barman accepted. "Thanks. As I say, he's a nice lad but needs direction sometimes."

Brendan took the beer and returned to the table. "Here you are Robin. We'll feed you later."

Hugo looked at him with an enquiring look, so Brendan took him to one side and briefly explained the lad's situation. Hugo nodded. "He's high on drugs at present. I recognise the signs. How about we take him back to Beech House and have some fun with him. He can be fed and watered and given a roof over his head for the night, then we can drive him back here tomorrow."

Brendan looked at Robin for a moment to consider Hugo's suggestion. Robin was now deep in conversation with Simon.

"Do you like sex, Robin?"

"Of course. Who doesn't" Robin grinned. "Are you offering?"

Hugo smiled. The lad was direct, which he liked. "You can come back with us, if you want" he told Robin. "What drugs are you on?"

Robin sat up and glanced over to the bar to see if the barman was listening. With luck, he wasn't at the bar. "Crack"

"Want some" Hugo asked casually. Robin looked at him hardly believing what he'd heard.

"Yeah, if you're offering. Got any weed as well?"

Hugo nodded and suggested they drink up and smoke outside since there was no smoking in the bar. When they'd consumed their drinks, they made their way outside. Brendan nodded to the barman and said they'd look after Robin for a day. He thanked him and wished him luck.

Once outside, Hugo suggested they return to the car. "It'll be safer there."

"Are you sure you want to come back with us, Robin" Brendan asked as they made their way to the car. "It's about an hour away but we'll bring you back. We'll feed you and you can stay overnight in return for sex."

"Sounds fucking good to me" Robin grinned. Brendan could now see what Hugo meant. The lad was high on drugs and appeared to be drifting along.

"Is it safe to take him home?" Brendan whispered to Hugo, although he doubted Robin heard because of the state he was in.

"He's a regular user, so should be okay but I'll keep an eye on him."

As they passed an off-licence, Hugo slipped Simon some money to purchase a pack of beers. "See you back at the car" he grinned. Simon looked at Brendan who nodded his approval, so he did as he'd been requested. Hugo now had his arm around Robin to steady him as they walked the remaining few yards to the car. Once unlocked, he helped the lad into the back seat and climbed in beside him. Brendan got into the driver's seat and waited for Simon. Hugo had extracted the crack pipe from his pocket and having placed a small amount into the bowl, he held a flame beneath it. As the fumes rose, Robin inhaled deeply along with Hugo.

"Want some?" Hugo grinned as Brendan watched on. He declined saying he'd better not since he was driving but would once home. He'd smoked it before with Hugo but had never become a regular user like him. Simon returned and once in the car noticed the smell of crack. Hugo offered him some, but he declined saying he'd wait until home. He had used once with their friend and guessed they'd be doing so again during this wild weekend.

Robin was now totally relaxed and up for anything. Hugo suggested he remove his vest which he did immediately with Hugo's help. "Nice body" he remarked, feeling Robin's naked chest. He then suggested he remove his shorts which were a cutdown pair of sweatpants. Without hesitation, Robin slipped them down his legs and Hugo pulled them off with his trainers. Having stowed the discarded clothes out of Robin's reach, he felt the not insignificant cock. Robin giggled. He was in heaven.

Having watched the spectacle and enjoyed the sight of the stark-naked lad in his car, Brendan turned and started the engine. Simon faced the front and fastened his seatbelt. "I hope he likes being fucked" he grinned.

"I'm sure he will" Hugo replied. "You'd like your arse being fucked, wouldn't you, Robin."

"Yeah" the lad replied now not aware of what was happening. His high had peaked and he felt happy.

"How about we invite some other guys and make it a sex party?" Hugo asked as Brendan negotiated his way out of Brighton.

"Suits me. Are you okay with that, my love?"

Simon nodded and said it was fine by him, so Hugo suggested he invite Chan who was a twenty-year-old gay Asian friend of his. Brendan suggested Logan who was a gay nineteen-year-old Trinidadian guy he'd met at college. Simon agreed. He liked the black guy with a big cock who was a top. Whilst Hugo phoned his friend, Simon called Logan. Both jumped at the offer of an orgy, especially having heard they'd found a lad to use as a cum dump.

"Call Ray and see if he's interested. I think he's off duty this weekend" Brendan told Simon. He called him and first asked if he was free. When he said he was, Simon told him about the sex party.

"Fuck, yes. I'll come" Ray replied.

"And not a word to anyone at the Manor House" Simon added.

"Fuck, no. I'll tell Carter I'm visiting a friend and cycle to you to make it look as if I'm leaving the estate." The road leading to Beech House was out of view from the main house whereas the usual footpath he'd use was in full view.

Simon ended the call smiling. He liked Ray who was good at subterfuge. By the time they arrived at Beech House, Ray had arrived and was waiting with Logan, who he'd met before. When they saw a stark-naked Robin being helped out of the car by Hugo, they giggled. Chan arrived a few minutes later.

"He looks a good fuck" Logan commented. Brendan left Simon to park the car in the garage whilst he opened the front door and entered the code into the top end alarm system that had been installed during the refurbishment. Edward had the same system in the Manor House and outbuildings which alerted security guards from a local security company he owned. They'd be on site within five minutes of an alarm call or any attempt to isolate it. They operated checks at infrequent intervals to test the speed of their attendance. Knowing that Edward was the company owner, they never failed!

They'd prepared the sunroom before they'd left, so took Robin straight into it. He'd already consumed a bottle of beer in the car, so was even more out of it. The visitors had met before, so no introductions were necessary but had never seen Beech House.

"This is fucking brilliant" Logan remarked as he looked into each downstairs room. Brendan suggested they all strip off and leave their clothes in the dining room. When six stark-naked guys walked into the sunroom, Robin's face lit up. Some were already showing signs of excitement down below which concentrated his attention.

"I need a pee" Hugo remarked. "How about you?" he asked Robin, who nodded in the affirmative.

"Me too, so let's take him into the garden" Logan grinned. The others giggled and left Logan to take Robin outside. "Kneel on the grass and pee" he told him. He did as Logan said whilst Hugo and Brendan peed too but directed it over Robin. He was told to open his mouth and duly obliged. Seeing the others urinate, caused Simon and Ray to do likewise, so Robin ended up being soaked with their piss, much of which he swallowed but he treated it as joke and wasn't the slightest bit upset.

Having been dried off, he was taken back into the sunroom. Hugo offered him more crack, which he eagerly accepted. Once lit, the glass pipe did the rounds, and everyone imbibed. It was lunchtime, so Simon served ham rolls he'd prepared. With these eaten and washed down with a beer, they were now ready to get down to some serious sex. Earlier, Brendan and Simon had put down a double mattress from one of the spare bedrooms on the sunroom floor. Robin was bodily taken to this and laid over a pile of cushions with his legs wide apart to expose his hole and his head on the mattress. His hands were tied behind his back with leather straps that Hugo supplied. He was into S&M so had a range of items. He first took delight in lubricating Robin's arse and fingering it for several minutes until it was ready to be fucked. Ray, meanwhile, held a bottle of poppers beneath Robin's nose for him to sniff. He was already well under the effect of the drugs, so was hardly conscious of what was happening to him.

"Okay guys, stuff your cocks in and dump your load. We want to see his arse dripping with it by the time we've finished."

Logan was the first to go and quickly stuffed his huge black naked cock into the waiting arse. The others watched on and Chan filmed the action. Robin just grunted without saying anything. In the meantime, Ray sat with his legs astride Robin's head and stuffed his erection into his mouth. Robin half-heartedly sucked the cock in his dazed state, so Hugo took hold of his head to mouth fuck Ray's cock. Ten minutes later, Logan yelled that he was shooting his load into Robin's arse.

After a quick changeover, Hugo took his place and fucked Robin with gusto. Simon was now having his cock mouth fucked as he moved Robin's head up and down. When Hugo had shot his load, Brendan took over. He was followed by Simon, Chan and then Ray. After six loads of cum had been dumped into his arse, Hugo offered everyone some weed. Robin's hands were briefly untied so he could also smoke a joint.

"Who's up for some more fucking?" Hugo laughed when the joints had been smoked and beers had been drunk. Everyone cheered, so Robin was placed on his back with his legs over his head. Each hand was tied to an ankle, so his arse was stretched wide open. Robin accepted what was being done to him without a murmur. Brendan wasn't sure whether he knew what was happening or not but checked with him every so often to make sure he was okay. All he got was a grunt so took that to mean he was alright.

Another six loads of cum were deposited into his arse from various angles whilst his mouth was fucked by other cocks, some of which dumped their load into that orifice. They took another break, smoked more weed, and drank more alcohol. By this time, Brendan had opened a bottle of whisky, some of which was poured into Robin's mouth whilst he laid tied up on his back. Simon and Ray had prepared food and decided to make it a buffet so laid it out on a table in the sunroom for everyone to help themselves. They'd made sausage rolls, various things on sticks and burgers. The naked guys greedily tucked in.

Seeing that Robin was still tied up, Brendan untied the leather straps and released him. Deciding he wasn't in a fit state to stand up and help himself, Simon made up a plate for him and gave him a beer.

It was now late evening but despite being dark outside, the air was still warm. After they'd finished eating, Logan suggested they take Robin outside and fuck him over the bonnet of his car. The others liked the idea of fucking in the open air, so Logan draped Robin over his shoulder and marched outside. Simon unlocked the side gate and six stark naked bodies walked to the old stable block where the cars were parked. The security lights lit up and the cum dump was laid over the bonnet of Logan's car. They proceeded to fuck him yet again until all six had dumped their load into his arse. Earlier, Chan had written on Robin's arse cheeks with a marker pen. It said "Dump your cum in here" with an arrow to his hole.

By now they were all high on drugs and alcohol. Hugo wanted everyone to run naked around the grounds, but Brendan put a stop to that. "All activity must be within the confines of Beech House" he told them.

With yet more cum up his arse, Robin was unceremoniously taken inside and those who were able, stuffed his arse again, but Brendan guessed the amount of cum being produced had drastically reduced, if his was anything to go by.

Around three in the morning, seven naked bodies had collapsed onto the floor of the sunroom and the living room. Being a warm night, no bed coverings were needed so each grabbed a cushion for their head. Brendan and Simon made sure that Robin was comfortable since the others had ignored him.

Brendan woke at nine-thirty and Simon soon after. They got up and used the downstairs toilet, deciding to have their shower later. Their movement caused others to wake and soon everyone was stretching and feeling their heads. They all had a hangover from the drugs and the alcohol but carried on regardless. Brendan asked Simon to stay with Robin whilst he took the other four guys upstairs to show them the bathrooms. He asked Ray and Chan to use the en-suite and the other two to use the main bathroom. He suggested they have scrambled egg and bacon for breakfast, and everyone agreed.

Downstairs, Simon had collected his own and Robin's clothes from the dining room and once dressed took him into the kitchen to start preparing breakfast.

"If you could choose, what kind of work would you like to do?" he asked him as he gathered the utensils, he'd need to cook breakfast.

"I'm a practical person, so something where I can use my hands. I also prefer being outside" Robin replied as he set out the cutlery Simon had given him. There were only six stools for the breakfast bar, so someone would have to stand.

"How about gardening and general maintenance around a property?"

Robin nodded. He liked the idea of that but so far had not found anyone willing to employ him. They always took one look at his scruffiness and turned him away.

Brendan appeared and suggested the three of them have their breakfast after the other four had left, so the excess place settings were removed. Soon there was the smell of bacon cooking plus fried tomatoes. Whilst Simon looked after that, Brendan broke eggs into a bowl and started beating them in readiness to make the scrambled egg.

It wasn't long before the other guys appeared, showered, and dressed.

"I'm starving" Hugo said, "and that smells delicious."

Having explained that he, Simon, and Robin would have their breakfast after the four of them had left, he commenced making scrambled egg since the bacon was now cooked.

"Fucking delicious" Hugo grinned. "Despite having a sore head, I was ready for this." The others agreed as they tucked into their breakfast which was followed by toast and marmalade accompanied by coffee. Robin looked at them and felt his tummy rumbling. He too was starving.

Finally, the others were finished and set off home. They all thanked Brendan for a great time but only Ray thanked Robin for being a good sport.

"Right, now they've gone, let's get ourselves showered and dressed before we make ourselves breakfast" Brendan said. Whilst the others were eating, he'd given Robin a piece of toast to keep him going. "How are you feeling this morning, Robin. Sore arse?"

Robin giggled and said he felt good and his arse wasn't especially sore. "What's going to happen to me? Are you taking me back to Brighton?" he asked mournfully.

Brendan put an arm around his shoulder and hugged him tight, ignoring the question. He'd taken a liking to the guy and felt sorry for him. Being homeless and not knowing where you'd be sleeping or when you'd next eat, must be a nightmare for anyone. He led him upstairs to the main bedroom and the three of them showered in the ensuite wet room. Having spent hours naked together, they had nothing to hide.

As they showered, Simon mentioned Robin's preference to do a practical job, preferably outside.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Brendan responded with a questioning glance. Simon nodded.

They'd heard the week before they'd moved into Beech House that Ruby, the cook, had separated from Fred, the gardener. He'd caught her in a compromising situation with another guy and since their marriage had been on the rocks for several years, he told her he'd divorce her. Having talked to Edward about the situation, he moved out of the cottage in the village so the other guy could move in. Edward offered him another cottage he owned at the other end of the village which was nearer to the estate. He'd had it repainted throughout and Fred was now in residence. It was also clear to Edward that Fred was struggling to cope with the amount of work required to keep the estate and the Manor House in good shape, and Beech House would need general maintenance as time went by. He'd already discussed it with Brendan, so they'd decided to employ an assistant. The problem was that most people in the village and surrounding area were near retirement and what they needed was a younger person.

When they'd showered, Robin picked up his vest and cut-off sweatpants to put on.

"Let's see if we have something better for you to wear, Robin" Brendan smiled. Robin looked on with amazement as Brendan rummaged in his chest of drawers for some underwear and then in his wardrobe for some jeans. Simon was looking through his things for possible T-shirts and shorts.

"There you are. Try those on for size and keep whatever fits" Brendan told him. Robin hastily slipped on the briefs which fitted him snuggly, then picked up a branded T-shirt before a pair of good quality shorts whilst looking at the jeans trying to decide which would be best in his situation. When he'd had to leave home, he'd taken several items of clothing, but they'd been stolen from him.

"As it's warm, wear the shorts and you can have the jeans and other T-shirts as well" Brendan smiled. Robin thanked him profusely. He'd not come across such kindness since that terrible day.

"Thanks. Thank you so much."

Simon told him to leave the items on the bed and he'd find a bag for them after breakfast. Robin nodded hoping he'd be allowed to take them. He followed the other two downstairs gazing at the opulence of the house as he went. He tried to imagine what it must be like to live in such a place. He had no idea where the house was situated because he was so fucked up with drugs when he was driven there from Brighton. All he'd assessed was that they were in the countryside.

In the kitchen, Brendan and Simon set to making breakfast. They offered Robin cereal followed by scrambled egg and bacon plus more toast and marmalade. It sounded like a feast compared to the usual throw-outs he normally scrounged from a café.

As they ate, Brendan raised the type of work Robin would enjoy doing, so he repeated what he'd said earlier. "Would you be interested in assisting our estate maintenance man to keep the gardens here and at the Manor House in good shape, plus general maintenance work at both houses and around the estate, such as mending fences etc.?"

Robin gasped. "Fuck, yes. It sounds just what I'd love to do. Are you offering me a job?"

Brendan smiled. "I first need to speak to my father who owns the estate and he'll need to meet you. If he's happy, then we will sort out accommodation for you in the village, but that shouldn't be a problem."

Robin put his hand to his mouth. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "The last two years have been so awful, I never thought I'd ever find anyone willing to employ me" he cried with tears running down his face. Brendan held out his arms and Robin jumped off his chair to rush into them. Seeing how emotional he was, Simon joined them, and they had a three-way hug.

"If you are employed by us, Robin, will you stop taking drugs, or at least only occasionally?"

Robin vigorously nodded his head and explained that he'd only taken drugs since being homeless to help him cope with everything. "It was the only way I could get through each day" he added. Brendan understood what he meant. He'd have probably done the same in Robin's situation.

After they'd finished breakfast Brendan phoned his dad to say he'd met someone who'd be perfect for Fred's assistant. "Is he a friend of yours?"

"Simon and I met him in Brighton yesterday and he came back with us. He stayed the night."

"Ah, I see. So, you had a good time, did you" Edward chuckled.

"We did but he needs a job and I think he's what we need. He's eighteen."

Having given his father a brief explanation of how Robin ended up homeless he agreed to meet him.

"My father would like to meet you, Robin, so we'll find you a shirt and I suggest you wear the jeans we found for you."

Robin felt his heart flutter and asked if Brendan would be present. "We both will" Brendan replied. Whilst they got him ready, Robin queried what questions he'd be asked. Brendan told him he'd be asked about himself and his life at home leading up to him having to leave home and how he'd become homeless. "Be truthful but I suggest you don't mention the drugs" Brendan advised him.

Once spruced up with hair brushed and his trainers having been cleaned, the three of them made the five-minute walk to the Manor House. As it came into view, Robin took an intake of breath. He then realised that Brendan's father must be rich.

Carter welcomed them and told Brendan that his father was waiting for them in the study. As they entered, Robin glanced around him. He'd never been in a place like this before.

Edward welcomed Robin and invited him to sit down. Simon asked if he could attend and Edward smiled. "You're very much part of the family business, so of course you can."

As expected, Edward asked Robin to tell him about his family, his home life and what caused him to leave home. He did so in great detail. By the time he'd finished, Brendan sensed his dad was as moved as he'd been when he first heard Robin's story. They then moved onto the job in question and why Robin felt he'd be right for it. He answered perfectly and convinced all of them that he'd be perfect. Having thanked Robin, Edward asked Simon what he thought.

"I think he'd be perfect for the job. Besides, he needs a chance after what he's been through. Give him a three-month trial period to see how he does."

Edward smiled. He could always depend on Simon to come up with a practical solution. He said he should speak to Fred out of courtesy first but once he had, he'd speak to Robin again. In the meantime, they must all stay for lunch. Robin thanked him and then looked at Brendan. His heart was thumping. Was this at last a breakthrough from his life of misery during the past two years.

Fred had no desire to see Robin before Edward made his decision. "If you think he's right for the job, boss, then it's fine by me. As long as I have a pair of hands to help me and from what you've said, he sounds ideal. He can also share the cottage that you kindly provided me."

Edward was touched. He'd never heard Fred talk like this before. He called Robin plus Brendan back into the study and offered him the job having first detailed the pay and the offer to share the cottage with Fred, rent free.

"Thank you, sir. I'd love to accept" Robin replied with tears of joy in his eyes. He looked at Brendan and thanked him too. The wages were higher than he'd expected plus he'd live rent free. Having left Edward to continue working in the study, they returned to Beech House. They'd been invited for dinner that evening but Brendan declined having told Robin he could stay with them that night. He'd introduce him to Fred the following morning and then take him shopping for suitable work clothes. In the meantime, he and Simon would have more fun with Robin, but no drugs this time.

"Are you sure you're up to it?" Simon asked Robin whilst they ate their meal that evening.

"I'm always up for sex" Robin grinned. "My cock is already hardening."

With eating finished and the dishes cleared away by all three of them, they adjourned to the master bedroom. Simon started proceedings by seductively removing Robin's clothes whilst Brendan watched as he laid on the bed. Robin was cute and he enjoyed the view. Now naked with a burgeoning cock, he moved to the bed and commenced undressing Brendan whilst Simon watched on.

"Right, now him" Brendan laughed, grabbing Simon by the hand and onto the bed. With Robin's help, he too was soon stripped naked. There then followed lots of kissing and sucking of cock with the occasional licking of arse.

"Fuck me" Robin implored and turned onto his side in front of Brendan. "And you, Simon, suck my cock." Both guys were happy to oblige, so Brendan lubricated his naked cock and penetrated Robin's arse. It slipped in smoothly, so was soon fully embedded inside the younger guy's arse.

"Fuck, that feels so fucking good" Robin gasped as he felt the long big cock slowly move in and out. Simon now had Robin's erection fully inside his mouth and was giving it one of his renowned blowjobs. As Brendan gently fucked without any of the violent thrusting that Robin had received the previous day, Simon continued teasing his cock causing him to wriggle with excitement.

"I'm coming" he cried several minutes later and shot his load into Simon's mouth. He continued sucking until he heard Brendan crying out ten minutes later that he was about to shoot his load. Robin was in heaven and expected to crash down to earth at any moment to find he was huddling in a corner of a deserted street in Brighton. But he didn't. Instead, he opened his eyes to see the gorgeous Simon smiling at him and the gorgeous Brendan kissing his neck with his spent cock still inside him.

"Thank you" he cried with tears streaming down his face.

"What's wrong" Simon asked having seen the tears.

"I'm so happy" he wailed. "You two are the first guys to treat me as a human being during the last two years. I don't know how to thank you and I know I'll never be able to do so. Without your support, I'd never have been offered a good job and accommodation by your dad, so thank you so very much. I feel so lucky to have met you guys and I shall never forget your kindness."

"You deserve some luck and kindness" Simon replied and kissed Robin on the lips.

"Simon is right" Brendan added. "I can't begin to imagine what you've had to endure since you had to leave home. I'm also ashamed and sorry you were treated like a cum dump yesterday by our friends."

Robin laughed. "In a perverse kind of way, I enjoyed it, so don't feel sorry or ashamed. I enjoy being fucked; always have done and found it good fun."

Simon asked if he was always a bottom and he said he was and much preferred it that way.

"Whenever you guys want to fuck me, I'm all yours" Robin giggled. Seeing Simon's hardness, he immediately turned on to his front and offered himself. Simon accepted the offer and after lubricating his hard cock, slipped it into the waiting arse. Seeing his boyfriend's buttocks move up and down, caused Brendan to form another hard-on, so he took advantage of his lover's arse and penetrated it. For the next fifteen minutes, they fucked in unison. As Simon's cock moved partially out of Robin's arse, Brendan's moved into his.

"That feels fucking awesome" Simon exclaimed.

"Sure does, guys. Keep it going for as long as you want" Robin added. Eventually, Simon yelled he was about to shoot his load into Robin's arse, and Brendan shot his load into his lover's, although not such a large volume of cum this time!

When they'd finished, Brendan decided it was time they settled down for the night. He took Robin into one of the spare bedrooms and left him to get some sleep. Robin sat on the bed and felt how good it was. He'd not experienced such luxury for a long time. He climbed beneath the covers and slipped into a deep sleep without the worry of being attacked or abused as he had on the street.

After breakfast the following morning, Brendan found Fred and introduced him to his new assistant. They immediately jelled and Fred seemed genuinely interested in him. He added that he looked forward to sharing the cottage with him which pleased Robin. Brendan then took him into Weybridge and purchased suitable work gear for him including blue overalls. He also purchased more general clothes for him plus personal items such as an electric shaver and a mobile phone.

"It will take me years to pay you back" Robin exclaimed as he watched the costs rise.

"You won't have to. These are a gift from me. All I want is for you to do a good job and keep Fred happy. He too has gone through a bad time, so needs someone he can rely on and treat as a friend. Me and Simon are are available whenever you want us, and you're welcome to visit Beech House when you need a change from the cottage."

Robin had tears in his eyes again. He threw his arms around Brendan's neck and kissed him. "Thank you. I shall never forget your kindness and my arse is available whenever you want it" he grinned. Brendan laughed and said he'd keep him to that.

"We've got something we'd like to talk to you, Dad" Brendan announced three months later.

"Sounds ominous" Edward grinned and invited them into the study.

"Simon and I have decided to enter into a Civil Partnership" Brendan continued. Simon had now celebrated his twenty-first and they'd decided it was time to show the world they were a proper couple whose love for one another had never waned. Apart from the legal aspect, they wanted to cement their love for each other, even though they'd still enjoy sex with other guys as a couple.

"That's brilliant news; I'm so happy for you. Congratulations" Edward beamed. "A Civil Partnership rather than marriage? Gays can get married now, can't they."

Brendan confirmed they much preferred a Civil Partnership. "Marriage smacks of a religious ceremony and neither of us are religious."

"Too true" Simon added.

Edward smiled. He agreed. Although they could have opted for civil marriage, a Civil Partnership didn't have the same connotations as the term marriage.

"The ceremony will be held at the Registry Office in Weybridge, but we'd like to hold a reception for about a dozen guests and were wondering if we could hold it here at the Manor House."

"Of course, you can. I'm sure John would be happy to arrange it for you and Ruby could handle the catering with some outside assistance."

Brendan nodded. He was still getting used to his father referring to Carter by his first name. He'd raised it some while ago and suggested they use first names for all the staff and Edward had agreed.

"We'd like to invite the staff to join us, especially John since he's watched me grow up."

"Excellent idea. I'm sure they'll be delighted to do so. When had you in mind?"

Simon quoted a date in a month's time which was the earliest the Registry Office was available.

"Perfect" Edward confirmed having checked his electronic diary. "Leave it with me and I'll speak to John."

Outside the study, Simon pulled Brendan into a kiss. "I shall always love you."

Brendan returned the kiss. "And I shall always love you, my love. You've made me so happy."

They returned to Beech House and went into the living room. Although summer had passed, it was still reasonably warm and the sunroom was a place they often ended up in, especially now the heating was on. They kissed passionately and slowly undressed each other until both were naked showing erections that needed attention. "Fuck me" Simon grinned and laid on a sun mattress they kept on the floor for such intimate moments. Brendan grinned and grabbed the bottle of lube they kept nearby plus the bottle of poppers. Simon lifted his legs and watched his lover's cock enter him. He let out a long sigh of satisfaction as the long thick shaft filled his arse. He felt so happy and never doubted he'd feel this way for as long as he lived, provided he was with the man he loved.

Back at the Manor House, John was telling Edward that he'd be delighted to organise Edward and Simon's Civil Partnership celebration. He also felt honoured at being invited as a guest.

"Shall I have a word with Ruby and see what help she'd need?"

Edward suggested he speak to her first but then leave it to John to handle the matter after that. He'd found from experience that Ruby could be prickly if he didn't. He asked John to see if she was available immediately, since there was no time like the present and the event was only a month away.

"What does he want?" Ruby asked John impatiently. "I've got the evening meal to prepare."

John smiled and replied that she'd soon find out and it would only take a couple of minutes. She wiped her hands on her apron and reluctantly followed him. Since her marriage breakdown with Fred, she'd felt uncomfortable working at the Manor House, even though he always kept his distance.

"Ah, Ruby, take a seat" Edward smiled as she walked in with John behind her.

"I'd rather stand if you don't mind" she stated. Edward ignored her response and proceeded to tell her Brendan and Simon's good news.

"They'd like to hold a small reception here for about a dozen guests, so John and I would like you to handle the catering, with additional help, of course."

"I don't agree with people like them getting married. It's not natural and against the bible. Marriage should only be between a man and a woman for the procreation of children."

Edward and John were shocked at her outburst. "They're not getting married, Ruby. They're entering a Civil Partnership."

"It's just a fancy name for the same" she retorted.

"Well" Edward replied as he attempted to keep his anger under control, "it's my son and his boyfriend who wish to cement their love for one another and I'm incredibly happy for them. So, are you refusing to do as requested?"

"Yes I am. I won't be part of it. Choosing that kind of life is disgusting."

John stepped forward about to remind her who she was talking to, but Edward held up his hand.

"In this household we celebrate difference and since you're obviously ignorant about LGBT people, they don't choose to be gay. My son and Simon were made that way, as was Ray. So, your ideal husband and wife are just as likely to produce a gay child. I don't believe you have children, so you wouldn't know, would you, Ruby" he added. She glared at him and fidgeted. "However, since you clearly don't approve of my son's lifestyle, you're not welcome in this house, so I suggest you leave my service with immediate effect. Since Brendan now handles staff wages, I will ask him to pay one month's money in lieu of notice into your bank account. Please leave."

"What about the evening meal? I'm in the process of preparing it" she replied, shocked at being instantly dismissed.

"I'm sure Ray can take over" John replied with glee. "I understand he's a good cook."

She turned and stormed out of the study, slamming the door behind her.

"Well" Edward said. "Did you know she was homophobic?"

John shook his head and said he didn't, although he had heard from Fred that his ex-wife had insisted, they attend church every Sunday which was one of the many reasons they'd moved apart.

"Is Ray really a good cook?" Edward asked. John confirmed he was and was interested in cooking. After asking John to make sure Ruby was leaving and wasn't trashing the kitchen, Edward dialled Ray's number. "Are you able to join me in the study please, Ray?"

Two minutes later Ray knocked on the door and Edward invited him to sit in the chair previously occupied by John. He proceeded to explain that Ruby had been asked to leave immediately and explained why. Ray nodded having been sworn at by her as she packed her things. "I understand you're a good cook and enjoy it. Is that true?"

Ray said he did enjoy cooking and had been told he was good. Edward nodded and asked if he'd like to take on the role of cook for the house. "Since you live in, it would be helpful if you could continue assisting John when you're not cooking. Would that be possible?"

Ray grinned. He loved cooking. "Sure, no problem. That would be easy to organise."

Edward thanked him and added that his pay would be increased to reflect the cooking duties which delighted Ray. He then told him about Brendan and Simon's Civil Partnership celebration and asked if he'd be able to organise the food with outside help. "John will arrange any external catering required but it needs someone here to oversee things since John will have other things to do."

"I'm sure I could do that. I'm so happy for them. They love each other so much."

Edward smiled. That was the kind of response he wanted to hear from his staff, even though he knew Ray was gay. "Okay, I'll leave you to discuss matters with John but in the meantime, I believe there's a meal half prepared in the kitchen, so perhaps you could rescue it please."

Ray said he'd be happy to do so and asked how many were dining. "Three. Brendan and Simon are joining me this evening plus you need to cater for yourself and John. Ray thanked him and scurried off to the kitchen feeling happy. He'd never liked Ruby who'd always made him feel second class. Now he understood why.

"I'm not surprised" Brendan said when he and Simon returned that evening to join his father for the meal. "I've always felt she's tolerated me because I'm your son and she's always ignored Simon."

A few minutes later, John appeared with their meal. "Ray has made a beef casserole and it smells delicious" he commented as he placed it on the table. The others agreed and found it very appetising to eat. After their meal, Edward made a point of thanking Ray for stepping into the breach and congratulated him on his culinary skills, which pleased Ray no end.

The following day, John commenced organising the Civil Partnership celebration. Simon booked the Registry Office and sat down with Brendan to decide on what words they'd us for the registration ceremony and music. Unlike a wedding, there was no set order of service or words to use since the legal part took place when the Register was signed. They therefore had a blank sheet to start from although the Registrar had given them ideas. They made it simple having decided to have speeches at the celebration event afterwards. They both liked classical music, so chose suitable pieces for playing as attendees arrived and left.

They also listed those they wanted to invite and by the time they'd finished, the list had reached almost twenty-five. The number attending the Registration would be limited to four, plus themselves. They then discussed whether to invite Brendan's mother and Simon's father since they knew they'd hear about it soon enough. The press was always interested in the Drake family so there was little you could keep out of the papers. After much deliberation, they decided not to invite them not wanting either of them to spoil their happy day by causing a scene.

"If my mother wants to know why, I'll tell her bluntly why."

Simon agreed and said he'd do the same with his adopted father but doubted he'd be bothered.

The list of guests was talked through with Edward and included several people from the Company who had seen Brendan grow up and now knew Simon. Most people knew they were a couple and accepted the situation. Having got the final list, John arranged for invitations to go out and discussed the food menu with Ray. He was one step ahead and had already worked out what they'd serve. Everything needed to be simple things to eat since it would be a buffet affair. Having agreed it was too much for Ray to prepare, John said he'd speak to an outside catering company.

"We also need to discuss the cake" John added. Ray grinned and showed him a drawing of what he had in mind. "I will make that myself" he grinned. He especially wanted to make it for the couple because Brendan had asked him to be his witness. Simon had asked Robin to be his and he was overcome with emotion. "It would be an honour" he'd replied and thanked him profusely for asking him. He also told John that he'd be responsible for the flower arrangements in the house with Fred's assistance. Within a week, everything had been planned. They now had to put it into action.

Finally, the day arrived. Brendan and Simon had chosen to wear matching blue navy suits and white shirts with matching blue ties. Even their shoes were identical which were new like everything else. Robin and Ray had purchased dark blue suits with Edward's financial assistance. That morning, Simon felt nervous, but not because he was entering into a binding relationship with the guy he loved. His nerves were due to a fear that he'd fluff something important at the wrong time.

"I'll be beside you, so don't worry. Just relax and enjoy being the centre of attention" Brendan assured him as he gave him a big kiss and a hug. Simon smiled and repeated for the umpteenth time how much he loved him, trying to relax as he did so.

Edwards's chauffeur from the company drove the two grooms with Ray and Robin to the Registry Office in Edward's Bentley which had been polished even more than usual and had a white ribbon tied to it so everyone would stop and look to see who was inside. Fortunately, the windows were tinted so the fact that the car contained men wouldn't be seen. Edward and John drove in Edward's Luxury BMW. They'd left Sam Deakin, who'd come down from house in London the night before, to greet the guests and make sure the caterers arrived on time.

The Registrar welcomed the happy couple, the witnesses and the two guests before leading them into the room in which Brendan and Simon would declare their love for one another. As they'd wanted it was a simple affair with the Registrar asking each of them to repeat the words, they'd agreed to say to one another before exchanging rings. Ray produced the gold ring for Brendan to put on Simon's finger and Robin produced an identical ring for Simon to place on his partner's. The 18 karat gold rings had been designed and made by a Bond Street jeweller and had cost a fortune, but Simon was slowly getting used to the Drake family splashing money around.

There then followed the signing of the register and Ray witnessed Brendan's. When it came to Robin witnessing Simon's signature, his hand was shaking as he picked up the pen. Simon placed a hand in his shoulder and told him to breathe in deeply. Seeing his nervousness, the Registrar gave him a blank piece if paper to practice on after which he signed his name in the register as required.

"Congratulations" the Registrar told the happy couple. "I wish you all health and happiness for your future together." Edward did the same and kissed each of them on the cheek before adding "I'm so proud of both of you". John expressed his congratulations and best wishes but shook their hands.

John had organised a professional photographer to capture the event so the click of a camera was heard in the background.

When they returned to the house, guests were assembled at the front waiting for the newly partnered couple. As Brendan and Simon stepped out of the car, there were cheers. The couple gave big smiles as they walked inside with the others following. Most guests had arrived, but they waited for the few stragglers before the event officially commenced. Meanwhile, four young male waiters were offering drinks. During the pause, Brendan pulled Simon into an embrace.

"Thank you. I love you so much."

Simon felt emotional tears form in his eyes as he kissed his now legal partner and told him he loved him just as much. The remaining guests arrived, and John called everyone to attention.

"Edward Drake would like to say a few words" he announced before handing over to Edward.

"I'd like to say a few words about why we're all here. First, I'd like to congratulate Brendan and Simon on their legal Civil Partnership. From what I've seen over the past three years, I have no doubt they'll be happy together and give them my best wishes for the future, which I'm sure you all do too. At the risk of embarrassing him, I'd like to say that I'm immensely proud of my son. During his earlier years I know life was difficult for him because of the negative attitude of his mother, who thankfully left us, eventually. But Brendan stood his ground and I was happy to support him. As I've told him on frequent occasions, I have never had a problem with his sexuality. We are what we are and it's not up to anyone to criticise their lifestyle. Provided he's happy, I'm happy and having got to know Simon I have no doubt that he is the perfect choice for my son, so thank you Simon. Finally, I'd like to thank all of you for being here today and joining in this celebration. Thank you."

There was a rapturous applause and Brendan moved over to hug his Dad. Simon joined in and for several moments they just hugged. John then announced that the food was coming in, so to help themselves. He also indicated to the waiters to refill glasses. During the next half hour, the guests helped themselves to the spread that Ray had organised. Brendan and Simon circulated around the room to talk to guests and accept gifts that were slowly piling up on another table.

"That was a moving speech from your father" a colleague from the company told them. I wish more parents were like that about us gays."

Brendan looked at him having never realised he was gay. "Don't your parents approve?" Simon asked. Terence laughed. "They couldn't be more homophobic but I've at last taken a stand and left home."

Neither Brendan nor Simon had seen the cake come in but suddenly John called for everyone's attention. "It's time for the cutting of this magnificent cake which Ray, our resident cook, has made. Brendan, Simon perhaps you'd do the honours."

They walked to the top table as the guests applauded. Neither of them had any inclination that Ray had made the cake which looked magnificent. The white icing was professional and on top there were two male figures made out of marzipan, iced and painted with edible paint. Brendan indicated for him to join them which he did reluctantly.

"This is magnificent and so professional. Thank you so much" Brendan praised.

"I hope it tastes okay" Ray chuckled.

"If it's anything like the tester cake, it will taste superb" John told him.

The official photographer moved forward and got them to pose for the cutting ceremony with both holding the enormous silver knife. As he took pictures, there were sounds of phone cameras doing the same. The pair of them made the first cut and there was a big cheer from the surrounding guests. Ray then cut the cake into portions as one of the waiting staff place them on plates for his colleagues to hand to guests whilst the other two served champagne.

John then called for silence again to announce that Brendan would like to say a few words. With Simon beside him and thankful that his partner was giving the speech, he commenced.

"When I first met this gorgeous man beside me just over three years ago, I knew at once he was the guy for me. Fortunately, he felt the same about me. Today has been the icing on top having legalised our love for one another. Thank you, Simon, you've made the the happiest man alive and I love you so much.

This celebration event wouldn't have been possible without the excellent organisational skills of John. So, thank you John and we would like you to accept this small gift to show our gratitude."

Simon gave him the gift which was a gold tie pin engraved with his initials.

"I'd also like to thank Ray for being my witness at the Registry ceremony earlier" Brendan continued. "I've known him for some time and he's always been a good friend. As you heard earlier, he's our resident cook and is responsible for the wonderful food we've enjoyed today plus the magnificent cake. Thank you Ray so we'd like you to accept a gift for your support and hard work."

Simon gave him a small package which contained gold cuff links engraved with his initials.

"I'd next like to thank Robin who was Simon's witness but who is also responsible for the superb flower arrangements you see around you. As you will see, he's also produced the Drake logo in flowers using the superb roses grown by Fred, our gardener. Robin is a recent addition to our fold having gone through a difficult period. I hope you are now happier with life and feel settled, Robin. We'd like you to accept this gift for your support and dedication."

Simon gave him a similar packet containing cuff links engraved with his initials. They realised they'd not be worn that often, but they provided a reminder of the event. Simon also asked Fred to move forward to accept his gift which was a bottle of Scotch.

"Finally," Brendan continued "there's one other person I must thank. It's a man who's been the best father you could wish for. He's always been there for me when needed and provided great support and wisdom. When I told him, I'd met Simon and would like to bring him home despite having only met him twice, he didn't hesitate and gave his approval. I couldn't wish for a better Dad, so thank you and thank you for hosting this event."

For once in his life it was Edward who felt emotional so just blew his son a kiss. Brendan ended by thanking the guests for attending and to say there was still food to eat and wine to drink.

"That was brilliant, my love" Simon whispered and gave his lover a big kiss on the lips.

"I'm exhausted" Brendan announced after the last guest had left.

"You two go home and enjoy each other" Edward grinned at Brendan and Simon, and told Ray, Robin, and John to leave the clearing up until the morning. With Robin's help, Ray hastily packed up the remains of food to take to the kitchen and left. Edward poured himself a whisky and offered one to John. "We have a great team" Edward said as Brendan and Simon placed their unopened gifts into a bag to take to Beech House, "and young Robin is a great asset. He was a good find."

Simon smiled at Brendan as he remembered how they'd found him and how he'd been used. He still regretted that day, but Robin had never complained.

Back home they went to bed and made love. It was a perfect ending to a perfect day and one they'd always remember.

Robin settled in and worked well with Fred who appeared to be happier than he'd ever been. Ray was also happy being the resident cook, but he continued to help John with household chores when he could and continued to visit Beech House to deal with the laundry and cleaning. He and Robin frequently visited when they were off duty and enjoyed sex with the happy couple, so life was good for everyone.

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