Buckley Manor

Buckley Manor By Adam Stewart

Lord Simon Buckley gazed at the grand house that had been the home of his ancestors for well over two hundred years. It was a Georgian house built by one of his ancestors in the late eighteenth century. From what he'd read, the house had been built purely to impress those around him. At the time his ancestor lived in an equally grand house in London but that had long gone although the Buckley estate still owned the land on which was now situated a sky-high office block so brought in a handsome income each year. The family wealth and income still came from rent on such land and buildings plus rent from several large local farms which were now leased to struggling farmers.

Simon's title was because of him being the only son of The Earl of Buckley, so on his death, Simon would take the full title. Not that Simon was bothered about such things; all he was interested in was having plenty of money to live life to the full. Even so, his life had been far from happy. His mother was a dominant woman and a strict catholic. She lived in the last century and had always been very strict with her only son. Her first had been stillborn and it was Simon's belief that she blamed him for the loss. Quite why or how he could be responsible was beyond him since all he was at the time was a twinkle in his father's eye. To make matters worse, he came out as gay at the age of fifteen and she had never accepted her son's sexuality. She kept telling him to clear his head of such nonsense and get married so that an heir can be produced. He, of course, had no intention of getting married, at least not to a woman, and since his mannerisms are effeminate, any woman would suss him out in no time, despite his flamboyance and money.

Robert, his father and the current Earl, found his wife intolerable. When Simon was aged ten years-old, his father decided he could not stand living with her any longer so upped and left the family home. There was another reason for his departure which was unknown to her and everyone else at the time and that was because he'd met a male lover in Rome. Although Giovani was twenty years younger, they were madly in love with each other. Like his son, he'd known he was gay from an early age but his authoritarian father would have thrown him out of the house with nothing other than the clothes on his back had he found out, so Robert kept his secret hidden until his father was dead and buried. His timid mother had died many years before so she never knew either. His father had found what he considered to be a suitable woman for Robert to marry and continue the family line, which was how he ended up living with the dragon.

When he announced that he was leaving, there was an almighty row which reverberated throughout the large house. Even Simon could hear the raised voices from his bedroom on the second floor. "Don't expect me to agree to a divorce" she shouted because she knew if she did, she'd have no claim to continuing to live at Buckley Manor. She'd come from a humble family so had accepted the offer to marry the then Earl's son without question. She wasn't bothered that Robert didn't love her or that she didn't love him. All she wanted was position and money to throw her weight around, which she did with impunity. Her refusal for a divorce suited Robert since he'd have had to agree to an expensive divorce settlement for the bitch, which he had no intention of doing. By her continuing to live at the manor, he had control over what she spent since his financial affairs were looked after by a very efficient estate manager who, unbeknown to his wife, was also gay.

Robert had also attempted to take his son with him to get him away from the vile woman, but that was an argument he couldn't win so had to leave him behind. "I'll arrange for you to come and visit me son, as often as I can" he'd told Simon who was heartbroken by the news. His father kept to his word and made sure that his son did visit regularly. On his first visit he was introduced to Giovani and Robert explained that he was gay. Simon already had similar feelings and told his father. "Don't let anyone try and convince you that you're a freak or disgusting. Being gay is nothing to be ashamed of son but unfortunately there are still many around who believe it is, especially people like your mother so when you feel ready to come out, do so and be proud; don't listen to what she says or other idiots like her."

Simon always remembered those words of wisdom and when he did pluck up the courage to tell his mother, he ignored what she told him and had done so ever since. By the time he came out, she knew about her husband's relationship with Giovani so banned them from setting foot in the house but Robert wasn't bothered since he had no wish to see the bitch. What she wasn't aware of was that he did frequently visit the estate to see Trevor the estate manager and always arranged to meet his son. They regularly communicated by email which was something his mother had no ability to use or understand. She'd never used a computer and had no intention of learning how to do so.

As Simon lay on his favourite futon in the summerhouse, he thought about his life to date. It had been far from happy because of his mother although the past three years had been more tolerable whilst he'd studied at Oxford for his degree in history. He knew he'd never need it for a career since that was mapped out for him once his father decided to pass over the reins or had passed on. He'd enjoyed college life and the study since he'd always been interested in history. Somehow, despite spending hours enjoying life to the full, he passed and came away with a first, which at least pleased his mother for once.

However, his main achievement was to meet Colin, who'd been on the same course and was the same age as Simon. As soon as they met, both knew the other was gay, although Colin was certainly not camp. Within a very short time their friendship moved into a relationship and they were seldom apart. Colin fell madly in love with Simon from the outset. Simon wasn't sure he knew what love was, since his mother never showed him any and his father was far away, but he knew he wanted Colin by his side forever. Colin had no family as both his parents had been killed in a car crash caused by a drunk driver. He'd been fourteen at the time so lived with his grandmother after that but she too had now passed away. With no other family, he was alone in the world which made his love for Simon more important to him.

When they'd finished college, Simon invited Colin to live with him at Buckley Manor. "There's plenty of room and provided you ignore mother's antiquated ways, we'll have fun together."

Colin was not so sure he could accept. Even though living with the guy he loved beyond everything else was his wildest dream, he had nothing tangible to offer in return.

"It doesn't matter" Simon implored, "I've got enough money for both of us and in due course will be a very wealthy guy."

Colin kissed him which caused the usual rush of blood down below. "I want to feel I'm contributing somehow and I don't want your mother to think I'm taking advantage of you."

"You can take advantage of me whenever you like" Simon laughed. Colin grinned and shook his head with despair. Simon's sense of humour was what he loved about this beautiful guy and nothing fazed him. He was also a generous man.

"At least let me try and get a job."

"Okay if you must, provided it doesn't interfere with our lovemaking."

Colin chuckled and agreed. "How will your mother react when she finds out I'm living with you?"

"Fuck what mother thinks; two weeks after we return, I'll be twenty-one and she'll no longer have any control over me. From then on, I'll be my father's official representative for the estate so she'll not have a say in anything. I can't wait to tell her I'm the boss if she tries to interfere or take charge."

"You really hate her, don't you?"

"Too right I do; she's made my life a misery from the time I was born, and my father's a misery as well, so she's got a nasty shock coming."

Colin grinned, he looked forward to the sparks flying between mother and son because each vacation he'd visited, she'd ignored him and treated him like something the cat had brought in. "I love it when you're fired up; it makes me want you to fuck me." Colin was very much the bottom in the relationship which suited him because he loved the feel of Simon's big cock inside him. The first thing he noticed when they'd first met, was Simon's long sandy hair and the fact that he was well endowed. When they eventually had their first session of sex, he'd not been disappointed.

When they arrived home, Simon didn't tell his mother that Colin would be living with him. Instead he let her think he was just staying whilst Colin found a job. As usual, she ignored him and never involved him in the conversation. Simon smiled to himself, knowing that once he was twenty-one, things were going to change.

Just thinking about it as he lay there looking at the grandeur of the house with the sun beaming down outside the summerhouse, made him smile because the next day he'd be twenty-one. Colin was a few weeks older so had already reached that age. Although in normal life, eighteen was the official age that full adulthood took effect, it was written into the deeds regulating the estate that you had to be that three years older. He also wondered how Colin had got on with his interview. It was the third he'd been to since returning home and the first two had been failures. Colin was placing all his hopes on this interview so he hoped for his sake that he was successful. The problem was that for every job there were far too many candidates, some of whom stood over and above him.

Suddenly the house phone buzzed bringing Simon out of his thoughts.

"I'm sorry to bother you my lord" Edward said "but your mother is asking for you and Mr Parker has just returned."

"Thank you Edward, I'm on my way."

"Very good, sir."

As Simon replaced the handset into the cradle of the phone his father had installed almost twenty years ago, he smiled. Edward was a family retainer and had been working for his father the whole of Simon's life. The other staff were Mary who was the cook, and Betty his mother's maid. His mother never did anything for herself so expected one hundred percent service. Simon had tried to get Edward to refrain from using his title when they were on their own but he never did. He guessed it was ingrained in him considering his age. He was well over normal retirement age but had never married so lived a lonely life. Simon had often wondered whether he too was gay. Mary was married to one of the estate workers but he'd died from a heart attack several years ago. Both she and Edward lived in small attic rooms which they climbed up to via the backstairs each night. Betty was younger and lived in one of the estate cottages with her boyfriend who worked on the estate. Two cleaners came in from the village each week to clean the house and endured his mother's tongue if they missed anything or left a spot of dust somewhere.

"Are, here you are" his mother exclaimed as she saw her son walk in. "I need a word with you."

"Unless the house is on fire mother, it'll have to wait. I need to speak to Colin." As he walked past the lounge where she was sitting, he heard her mutter something but ignored her. He ran up the sweeping staircase and along the first-floor corridor to the large bay fronted room that he and Colin occupied and which overlooked the well-groomed garden. No longer did he sleep on the floor above. When he'd finished college, he'd instructed Edward to move his personal items to the room his father had always used before he'd left, since he hadn't slept with his wife for years.

"How did it go my love?"

Colin threw his arms around his lover and kissed him before answering. When the passionate kiss ended, Colin gazed into Simon's beautiful blue eyes and Simon immediately sensed that the news was not good.

"Didn't even get on the shortlist for second interview. There were twenty of us and it was obvious that several were far more qualified than me."

"I'm sorry my love" Simon replied and gave his lover a hug.

"What the fuck am I going to do? I really thought I had a chance with this one."

"Don't worry about it; I've got plenty of money for both of us. Besides, I've been thinking; I've got an idea for something we could do together plus they'll be plenty here to do once my father gives me his authority to look after things on his behalf." Colin nodded wondering what Simon had in mind. Perhaps he did have to give up his idea of being self sufficient. "I'll tell you what I've got in mind later but first we'd better dress for dinner which is something else that will change after tomorrow" Simon grinned. His mother insisted on them dressing formally for dinner, even when on their own.

Halfway through the meal, she turned to her son who was sitting to the right of her. As soon as his father had left, she'd taken over his seat at the head of the table. That was something he planned to change the next day.

"How long is he staying here?" She emphasised the word `he' and nodded to Colin.

"Mother, his name is Colin and he's my boyfriend so please respect him. To answer your question, I'll tell you tomorrow."

"Why can't you tell me now?"

"Because I don't wish to just yet and tomorrow I'll have other things to tell you."

With that, Simon continued with his meal and smiled at Colin who enjoyed the way his boyfriend handled his difficult mother. His mother looked at him trying to think what was so special the following day.

"Does she not know that you'll be your father's official representative when you're twenty-one?" Colin asked when they'd retired to one of the smaller sitting rooms after the meal.

Simon grinned and shook his head. "Father's never told her, so tomorrow she's in for such a shock. He's given me a copy of the estate deeds and a letter formally making me his official representative."

"And what are you going to tell her about me?"

"That as my boyfriend you've moved in with me and are here for good. You are, aren't you?"

Colin grinned. "If you'll have me."

"Don't worry, I'll have you whenever I'm up for it" Simon giggled.

"Knowing your sex drive, my arse should be well serviced" Colin laughed, "but seriously I feel honoured to live with you so thank you."

"I love you, so this is where you should be."

"I love you too, more than anything."

They kissed and the kiss became intense. Both had bulges in their pants which needed attention.

"I assume she's remembered it's your twenty-first tomorrow."

"I doubt it. Edward will remind her in the morning and give her the card and present he's bought for me."

Colin was shocked. "You're joking."

"No, from what Edward has told me, she never has since my father left."

Colin was amazed; how could a mother forget her son's birthday, especially his twenty-first. He moved close to the guy he loved, put his arms around him and pressed their lips together. Mouths opened and tongues explored.

A few minutes later there was a light cough at the door. "Come in Edward" Simon grinned as he pulled away from the kiss. Edward walked in having seen the two young men kissing but it didn't bother him like it did her ladyship. He liked Simon who so reminded him of the Earl.

"I'm sorry to bother you my lord but Mary wanted to know whether any guests were coming tomorrow to celebrate your birthday and whether there was anything special you'd like for dinner."

"It'll just be the three of us Edward and tell Mary to prepare what she likes and surprise me. I take it my mother hasn't remembered my birthday."

"Err, she's not mentioned it sir" Edward replied with a slight shake of the head and a note of despair. "Do you wish me to remind her?"

"No thanks; just place the presents my father sent on the breakfast table along with the one you've no doubt bought for me on her behalf. In fact, don't say anything to her; let her find out when she sees them. I'll know the gift with her name on it is from you. I've appreciated your kind thoughts all these years, Edward."

Edward smiled. He'd guessed that Simon knew what he'd done each year since his father had left. He and Mary could never understand how a mother could forget her son's birthday.

When he'd gone, Colin giggled. "You're wicked but I love it; can't wait to see her face when she sees them."

Simon chuckled. He too was going to enjoy the next day. He pulled Colin into another kiss which soon became passionate. Their hands explored each other, feeling inside their trousers and grabbing hold of the bulge that each now had. "Let's go upstairs" Simon finally said. He wanted to strip the gorgeous guy in his arms and fuck him. They hastily refastened their trousers and made their way upstairs knowing that Edward would lock the house and set the electronic alarm his father had arranged to be installed several years before. His mother was no doubt lording it in the main sitting room but that would all change tomorrow.

Wasting no time, Simon unfastened Colin's shirt and kissed down his chest, which was covered with a light covering of hair, before licking his nipples and lightly biting them to make them stand out. As he did so, he unfastened Colin's black trousers and let them drop to the floor. Colin's briefs were already showing signs of interest so he plunged his hand inside to feel the burgeoning organ. Colin let out a long "Ah" as his lover's hand caused it to grow harder. He tried to undress Simon but he immediately wrapped his hands around his back as he continued the kisses down his torso and onto his belly button. With one hand, he slipped the tight-fitting briefs down his legs and took the now solid organ into his mouth. When erect it was six inches long and he was proud of it. The feel of Simon's hot tongue lapping around the slit nearly sent him into an orgasm but Simon knew precisely what he was doing so moved his tongue to the long thick shaft and licked down to the base. With one hand he slipped off Colin's black shoes. The trousers and briefs followed and he tossed them to one side before slipping the shirt off his shoulders. When he was fully naked, he stepped back and admired the beauty in front of him.

"Utterly beautiful" he muttered and told Colin to sit on the end of the large double bed whilst he undressed. He seductively removed each item as Colin watched on and licked his lips at the thought of what would happen next. As each item was discarded, it was tossed behind him to join Colin's clothes on the floor. Colin knew it would be him who'd pick them up later; not that he minded but it always amused him.

When Simon was fully naked, he stood in front of Colin for a moment. "I so hate my cock being circumcised. Apparently, my mother insisted on it. Your uncut cock looks so much nicer."

Colin smiled and pulled his lover towards him. "I think it's beautiful, especially when it's inside my arse so don't' worry about it." He bent forward and took the long hard organ into his mouth and teased the slit that was already weeping pre-cum. It was two inches longer than his when fully erect. They'd measured them whilst at college.

Simon grinned and put his hands around the face of the guy he loved so much as he sucked away. For once in his life he felt happy and after tomorrow he'd feel even happier. Colin looked up, his long dark hair flopping over his eyes. Simon brushed it back and kissed his beautiful lips. He then pushed him back on the bed and Colin wrapped his legs around Simon. They kissed and rubbed their erections together until they knew they needed to take things further. Without saying anything, Simon took hold of Simon's legs and lifted them up high to expose the prize he now wanted to fuck. He grabbed the lube, slicked his cock and lightly fingered the entrance so it would take his big cock more easily. Colin let out a small gasp as the big head breached him. He relaxed and felt the long shaft fill him up. He gazed into Simon's blue eyes and could see the wonderful feeling he was now experiencing. He so loved being fucked by him and never tired of it.

The fuck was slow at first but gradually Simon increased the pace until he was slamming Colin's arse. When he knew that he was about to erupt, he pulled out and let it do so over Colin's chest. Although they never used condoms since neither liked them, he never shot his load inside. He loved seeing his ribbons of creamy cum shoot over his lover and he loved watching it do so.

When he was spent, he collapsed on top of Colin and they kissed. The mess beneath him acted as a lubricant which increased the pleasure. He felt beneath him and massaged Colin's still hard cock. When he muttered that he was close, Simon's fingers gripped the thick shaft even tighter, pushing Colin over the edge.

"Fuck; that was so good" Colin exclaimed when he'd come down from his high. He much preferred being the bottom so was more than happy with their sexual arrangement.

When Lady Buckley came down to breakfast the following morning, she found her son sitting at the head of the table.

"Why are you in my chair?" she demanded.

"Good morning mother" Simon smiled sweetly but secretly enjoying her annoyance. "You can sit on this side of the table" he added and indicated a place setting that he'd had Edward set halfway down the left-hand side of the table. His mother glared at him and then at Colin who was sitting immediately to Simon's right.

Just then, Edward appeared carrying Simon's birthday presents on a tray. "Good morning my Lady."

Before he had time to place the presents on the table, she demanded "What's going on Edward? Why have you moved me from the head of the table?"

Edward looked at Simon wondering how to respond. "I instructed Edward to do so mother. I'll tell you why after we've had breakfast so kindly stop making a fuss." Edward held back a smirk, admiring the young man's nerve and placed the presents from the tray beside him.

"What are those?" his mother asked with a tone of annoyance.

"It's his Lordship's twenty-first birthday today my Lady. Had you forgotten?"

"Oh" she replied, shrugging her shoulders and proceeded to eat the grapefruit in front of her. Colin looked at Simon and grinned.

"Happy twenty-first birthday my Lord."

"Thank you Edward."

Edward left and once outside had a chuckle. "The sparks are going to fly later" he told Mary when he returned to the large kitchen.

Back in the dining room, Simon opened each card and present, showing them to his lover as he did so. His mother ignored them completely and didn't say another word. His father had sent him a beautiful gold pendant on a gold chain plus a silk scarf from Giovani. Colin had given him a bottle of his favourite cologne so Simon lent over and thanked him with a kiss. His mother scowled at the pair of them as she continued eating her toast. He then opened two small gifts from Edward and Mary. "Isn't that sweet of them" he commented to Colin as he placed them in front of him. Finally, he opened the gift which was marked from mother' but which Simon knew had been purchased by Edward. It was a silk tie. He took a pen from his pocket, which he'd brought especially that morning, and scratched out from mother' and wrote `from Edward'. He did the same to the birthday card he'd purchased and written on her behalf.

"You're wicked" Colin whispered as he watched Simon.

When his mother had finished her breakfast, she immediately stood up to leave the table.

"I need to talk to you mother so perhaps you'd be good enough to come to my study in half an hour by which time Colin and I will have finished our breakfast." She glared at him and stormed out of the room still trying to work out why her son had taken charge.

When she'd left, and slammed the door behind her, Colin chuckled. "You were brilliant my love."

Simon grinned. "The next bit's going to be even more interesting."

Edward appeared to see if anyone needed anything else and topped up Simon and Colin's coffee. He'd heard her Ladyship slam the door and go up to her private sitting room adjacent to her bedroom.

"Is everything alright sir?" he smiled.

"Everything is fine Edward and thank you so much for your gift and for the tie; it's beautiful. Tell Mary I'll come and thank her as soon as I've held the meeting with my mother."

Edward smiled and was tempted to say `good luck with that one' but knew his place so said nothing as he cleared away her Ladyship's plate and left the two young men to finish their breakfast.

"I love you so much" Colin said once Edward had left them.

"And I love you; things are going to be so much better from now on."

When they'd finished their breakfast, they made their way to Simon's study. It had been his father's when he was in residence but Simon had taken it over as soon as he'd left so he had his own space and somewhere to use his computer. It was his own private space away from his dominant mother so he'd close the door and imagine that he oversaw the house and the estate. It was the one area she didn't try and take over since her husband had always made it very clear she was not welcome inside it.

Colin said he'd better leave when the half hour was nearly at an end but Simon insisted that he stayed. "You live here now and you're my partner so you have every right to be with me since you're going to help me run the house and the estate with Trevor's guidance." Colin nodded but made sure that he sat well back.

To Simon's surprise, his mother appeared at the time he'd said. He'd expected her to ignore his request and have to get Edward to fetch her.

"Come in mother and sit down please" he said with a fixed smile on his face and indicated the chair in front of the desk as he leaned back in his swish leather chair and looked at her. She did so, still unclear why she'd been summoned. Before she had time to say anything, Simon commenced. "As Edward reminded you mother, I'm twenty-one today which means that from this day forward I'm father's official representative. As such I'll take over the management of this house and the estate with the assistance of Trevor. The staff will also report to me except for Betty who will continue as your maid so from now on you will not give any instructions to anyone apart from her. Is that clear mother?"

"And by who's authority is this change?" she demanded.

"By father's in accordance with the Estate Deeds" Simon smiled.

"What Deed?" she demanded.

"This one" Simon replied and passed her a copy with the appropriate paragraph duly highlighted. "And here's father's written authorisation" he added, placing a copy of it on the desk in front of her.

She snatched both documents and read through them. Having done so, she knew she couldn't argue. "And what happens to me?" she snapped.

"You're welcome to continue living here provided you don't make a nuisance of yourself but there will be changes." She looked at her son and for the first time in his life he noted a sense of nervousness. Her dominant stance had melted away and for a moment she almost looked a sweet old lady willing to comply with anything. He therefore took advantage of her downcast state and told her that in future she'd keep to her own suite of rooms in the east wing and her meals would be brought up to her each day so she'd no longer eat with him and Colin. "You will of course be free to use the garden provided I've not got friends visiting and the summerhouse is out of bounds at all times. When I'm entertaining, you will remain in your own rooms. Is that clear mother?"

She nodded hardly believing what was happening. "Oh, one other thing" Simon smiled, "you asked yesterday how long Colin was staying here. The answer is permanently since he's my partner so is living with me and will assist me with the running of the house and the estate. You will therefore give him the respect he deserves. Is that clear mother?"

"Yes" she muttered.

"I'm sorry mother I didn't hear your response" Simon said as he glanced over to Colin who was about to burst his sides.

"Yes" she said clearly.

"Excellent, in that case I'm sure we can get on fine, provided you keep to the rules I've laid down. Do you have any questions?"

"What if I wish to invite friends here? Where do I entertain them?"

"In your suite of rooms mother. Just get Betty to give me a note of who is coming and when, and I'll arrange with Edward to serve refreshments in your room but your dinner parties will no longer take place since you're no longer welcome in any of the public rooms."

"I am your mother you know; you should treat me with more respect" she snapped.

Simon laughed. "You mean just like you've treated your son and his friends over the years. Now you will see what you've put me through for the past twenty-one years. The tables have turned mother so you either accept the situation or get out; it's your choice."

His mother looked at him but knew she didn't have a leg to stand on. She'd thrown her weight around for too many years and now she was paying the price. She nodded and stood up. Before leaving she glanced at Colin who was sitting in the corner with a wry smile on his face.

"What about the continuation of the family line?"

Simon chuckled. "Mother, I've no intention of marrying a woman or having children by any other means that's for sure, so fuck the family lineage. Had you not been such a bitch to my father he might have stayed and sired another child despite his sexual orientation but I'm certainly not."

She stepped back shocked at what he'd said and walked out without saying a word. She closed the door gently behind her and Simon looked at Colin. "I think that went rather well, don't you?" he grinned.

Colin chuckled and rushed over to his lover. He sat astride his legs and kissed him. "You were brilliant my love; fucking brilliant. I love you so much and I'd love you to fuck me over this desk."

Simon giggled. "Now that's a thought, perhaps one of these days I'll do just that but first we need to give Edward and Mary the good news."

In the kitchen, Edward, Mary and Betty were waiting with baited breath wondering what the outcome would be from the war between mother and son.

"My money's on the young man" Mary said.

"So is mine" Edward concurred. "He's more like his father every day."

"I reckon she'll win" Betty chuckled. "Once she gets her claws in, there's no stopping her."

They were sipping their morning cup of tea when Simon and Colin walked in. All three immediately stood up. "Please, sit down and finish your tea" Simon said which caused a smile on each of their faces. Her Ladyship always insisted on them standing to attention when she spoke to them.

Simon pulled up a chair and joined them at the large wooden table. It reminded him of when he was a child and the then cook would let him taste whatever she was making. He indicated for Colin to do likewise so he moved a chair beside his lover. Simon first thanked Mary for her birthday present before continuing.

"You all know Colin but what you don't know is that he's agreed to be my partner so will be permanently living here with me from now on. I expect all of you to give him the same level of respect as you do me."

Before he could continue, Edward chimed in. "Of course we will my Lord and may I on behalf of the staff congratulate you both, wish you every happiness together and offer a big welcome to Mr Parker."

Mary and Betty nodded their agreement and Colin replied, "Thank you Edward, that's very kind of you".

"Thank you Edward" Simon added. "I know it's hard for some of you but there's no need to refer to me as my lord and Colin as Mr Parker when we're on our own. I know using first names may be difficult for you but can we agree that in future you all call us Mr Simon and Mr Colin; it sounds so much more friendly for the twenty-first century. When we have important guests then formal titles are appropriate but let's be more informal on our own. What you call my mother is up to her to decide."

"Thank you my...Mr Simon" Edward smiled, "We'll do our best to remember but it was her Ladyship who insisted that we be formal."

"That brings me onto my next important point. Now I'm twenty-one, my father has authorised me to oversee the house and the estate from now on so you Edward and you Mary will report to me in future and will not take any instructions from my mother. If she tries to do so, just politely remind her that you need to speak to me first. You Betty, will continue to report to my mother but only regarding her personal needs; anything else must be referred to me or you inform Edward. Is that clear?"

"Yes sir" they all replied thankful that the bitch was no longer in control. Simon then added that since Colin would be assisting him with the running of the house, there may be occasions when he passes on an instruction on Simon's behalf.

"If you need to speak to me at any time please feel free to do so." That too went down well since it was virtually impossible to raise anything with the old witch. Simon then went onto explain that his mother would in future reside in her suite of rooms and have all meals there but she could use the garden provided he wasn't entertaining.

"Just so that I'm clear sir, is your mother no longer allowed to use the main rooms downstairs?"

"Correct Edward; in future, she's confined to her own suite of rooms. I appreciate it will cause a bit more work for you by having to take her meals upstairs but I suggest you dish them out down here and take the whole meal up in one go using plate warmers; that will avoid you having to go up and downstairs several times. If she complains, say that's what you've been instructed to do."

Edward gave a wry smile and nodded. He loved it, bearing in mind the grief the old witch had caused him over the years.

"What about when her Ladyship has her dinner parties, sir?" Mary asked.

Simon smiled knowing the problem they'd caused Mary in the past. "She won't be having any more dinner parties and if she says she's invited her friends to one, let me know and I'll put a stop to it. All she's allowed is to have a few friends for afternoon tea."

Mary and Edward grinned. That was good news. Even Betty smiled knowing the way her mistress had marched around the house giving out orders like a sergeant major.

"And does this new routine take effect immediately sir?" Edward asked.

"Yes, with immediate effect Edward. Any other questions?"

They all gave a negative shake of their head looking very pleased so Simon stood up and they did likewise. As soon as Simon and Colin had left, the three members of staff were heard cheering.

"Three happy members of staff I think" Colin chuckled.

"Yep, and now to make Trevor's day" Simon grinned.

"You're enjoying this aren't you" Colin laughed. Simon said he was and had waited eleven years for this day to arrive.

"Knowing that she's holed up in the east wing far away from us in the west wing is the most wonderful feeling. No longer can she just barge in without leave and cause me hell."

"Do you think she'll do as she's been told?" Colin asked as they made their way to the estate office.

"Oh yes" Simon laughed, "she knows she's beaten so won't dare challenge me because she knows I now have the power to chuck her out and that's something she wouldn't want to happen. It would make her a laughing stock amongst her precious church friends and she has no money of her own so is reliant on my father. She might try and throw her weight around with the staff but you saw their reaction so she'll get nowhere with them."

"You're a genius" Colin laughed.

"Is that all I am?" Simon giggled.

"Well, you're fucking gorgeous, very sexy and know how to give a guy a good fuck."

They found Trevor in his office and he immediately wished Simon a happy twenty-first birthday. He invited them to sit down and Simon gave him the news.

"Your father emailed to tell me so congratulations Simon; you deserve the recognition at last and I'll be happy to guide and assist you in whatever way I can."

Simon smiled and thanked him, saying he'd leave the general day to day running of the estate to him but he'd have a weekly catch-up meeting to keep up to date and discuss major decisions. Trevor said he'd look forward to that and felt his body react to the young man sitting in front of him with his legs wide open. He'd fantasised over the young Simon for many a year as he'd watched him mature but knew he had no chance of things going further than his imagination. He glanced at Colin who'd been mentally stripping the gay forty-year-old estate manager.

"By the way" Simon added, noting Trevor's glance, "Colin and I are now partners so he's living with me at the house and will be assisting me with the management of it plus estate matters."

"Congratulations, I wish you both every happiness" he replied and shook their hands allowing the shake to linger for a moment. He smiled at both and felt his cock stiffen inside his jeans as he admired their fine features and long hair. "And how has her ladyship taken this news?"

Simon chuckled and told Trevor about the new living arrangements he'd placed on his mother. Trevor laughed. "Wow, I bet she's boiling over." He was tempted to add that the bitch deserved all she got since she'd made his life hell over the years. "I don't mind telling you Simon that if it hadn't been for the undying support of your father, I'd have quit long ago so this day hasn't come soon enough for me."

Simon nodded; he'd seen the way his mother had treated Trevor on numerous occasions over the years. "I reckon you deserve a drink, what are you doing this evening?"

Trevor said he had nothing planned so Simon invited him to join him and Colin. "We'll pick you up at seven to save you driving; I'll organise a car to take us to The Castle Tavern in Oxford and if you want we can go onto the OGLCC afterwards and make a night of it since it's Friday. Trevor said he'd love to. He hadn't been to The Oxford Gay and Lesbian Community Centre for a long time. Oxford was the nearest gay scene but it had always amazed him how limited it was despite the number of gay students who must attend the university colleges. Even so, in years gone by he'd had some great times so looked forward to doing so again with these two gorgeous beauties despite the age difference.

When the lads returned to the house, Edward asked what they'd like for lunch. Simon asked for a plate of sandwiches to be taken to the main sitting room with a bottle of wine. He knew Edward would choose what was best to accompany Mary's sandwiches. Edward smiled, it was a change from what her ladyship always required which she insisted on being served in the dining room whatever they had for lunch.

Simon took Colin into the large sitting room and they sat on one of the four luxury sofas. They kissed and felt each other's crotch. Colin noticed how happy Simon was and it thrilled him. He'd known that life for his partner had been hell for years but at last things had changed, at least he hoped so. Hearing Edward walking across the large hall, his shoes clacking on the wooden floor, they stopped their kissing and groping and sat innocently waiting for Edward to bring in their lunch. He placed on the low table in front of them the platter of Mary's sandwiches, suitably garnished with greenery, and opened the bottle of wine. "I've selected a Bordeaux sir, since the sandwiches are beef."

"Sounds excellent Edward, thank you."

Edward smiled. What a change from the comments he always received from the witch whenever he chose wine which is something he knew far more about than her. Having given each lad a plate and napkin, he left them to it. As he returned to the kitchen, he knew he was going to enjoy the new regime under young Simon's firm hand. Betty meanwhile had taken up her ladyship's lunch.

"She's moaning and groaning like mad and nearly threw it at me" she laughed. "It's disgusting the way I'm being treated" Betty mimicked which made Edward and Mary laugh.

"If you ask me, Mr Simon has been lenient with her" Edward commented, "I'd have thrown her out if I'd been him."

"Too right", Mary agreed, "he's a lovely man and very good looking."

"Sorry Mary, he's not interested in women" Edward laughed "but I agree, both are good looking young men."

"Oh my Edward; do they both turn you on?" Betty giggled.

"Sadly I'm too old now for that but I'd have been interested in my younger years."

Mary and Betty chuckled. They'd always thought that Edward was gay.

Simon and Colin enjoyed their evening meal alone in the dining room and without the need to dress formally. Even Edward was more casual which suited them fine. At seven, the private car he'd ordered for the two young men arrived and they collected Trevor on their way out of the estate.

"Hi guys, ready for a good night out?" Trevor grinned.

The drive into Oxford took thirty minutes. Before leaving the guys at The Castle Tavern, the driver gave Simon his card so he could call him when they were ready to go home, saying he was on duty most of the night. It wasn't the total truth but he knew Simon always gave good tips, evidenced by the fact that he'd just given him a ten pound note even though the charge for the car was paid directly with his office. He'd also met Trevor before at The Castle Tavern so whilst he sat in the front on their way, they'd planned that he'd go back to his place for the night once they'd dropped off the other two guys at Buckley Manor. The driver, who lived with his aged mother just outside Oxford, was a similar age to Trevor and they fancied each other.

"Is he gay?" Colin asked having seen the two guys in deep conversation with each other.

"Yeah" Trevor grinned.

"So you're set up for the night then" Simon laughed.

The bar was packed so they squeezed their way through and found somewhere to stand. Simon had given Colin some cash before leaving so he went to the bar to buy the drinks. A beer for Trevor and Bacardi and Coke for him and Simon. He hated not having money of his own but Simon had said he'd receive a monthly allowance in recompense for his assistance with managing the house and the estate. They'd also briefly discussed Simon's idea of the other venture he'd mentioned which involved setting up a history website since they both loved the topic. There were a few online but theirs would provide detailed historical information about places around the country and places in France, Italy and Spain. Simon's grandfather and his father before him had been historians and had gathered an enormous wealth of information that had been stored on parchment rolls but had never been published.

The rolls were stored in cardboard boxes in a room that was accessed from Simon's study. In years gone by the door had been hidden behind the panelling and the room had been used to discuss secret missions. Not even his mother was aware of the room since she was never allowed in his father's study. Inside the room, there were cavities within the thick stone walls that were hidden behind the panelling. His father had installed equipment to control the temperature and humidity to preserve the historical information. Simon had used some of it for his university degree so knew it contained valuable untold information. It would be of great interest to teachers and academics plus others who were interested in history and they'd pay for each download or pay an annual subscription to obtain the information at a lower rate. It wouldn't make Colin rich, but it would provide him with some income and it would give them both something to work on together.

Having bought the drinks, he pushed his way through the throng of guys back to Simon and Trevor. "You remember Mark don't you Colin" Simon said as he arrived. They'd met Mark, who was the same age as them, at university and had several interesting times with him. Mark was shorter than the other two guys and loved being dominated when having sex so enjoyed being tied up and fucked. Even Colin enjoyed fucking Mark despite him being a bottom with Simon.

The four of them enjoyed each other's company and admired the talent around them, laughing and joking about what they'd like to do with them in bed or what they'd look like naked. After more drinks, they moved on to the OGLCC. That too was busy and they had a good time.

"You want to come back with us?" Simon asked Mark when they all decided they'd had enough. Mark grinned and said he'd love to. They'd had many good times together whilst at college but he'd never been to Buckley Manor. Colin called the driver of their private hire car and he'd said he'd meet them outside in ten minutes. When he arrived, Trevor climbed into the front and the other three into the back. Simon smiled to himself seeing the two in the front deep in conversation about the bar and the club. Thirty minutes later they were drawing up outside the main entrance of Buckley Manor.

"See you Trevor" Simon said as he got out and then whispered "be good".

Trevor laughed. "Not if I can help it."

Simon let the others into the house and Colin hastily entered the code to cancel the alarm system alert before it went into alarm mode waking the household. He reset it and followed the other two guys upstairs. Mark was overawed by the grandeur of the place as he walked up the sweeping staircase that led them to the west wing.

"Fuck, this is amazing" he muttered under his breath. He knew Simon was rich but had never imagined he lived in such a palatial place as this. "How many rooms does this place have?" he whispered.

"Have never counted them" Simon replied matter of factly.

"A hell of a lot" Colin giggled "but most of them are not used; at least not regularly."

"Wow, it's massive and beautiful."

"This is our suite of rooms" Simon said casually as he entered the large sitting room, off which there was a bedroom and full sized bathroom. "Dump your jacket there" Simon said pointing to a carved wooden chair that looked antique "plus anything else you want to remove" he added with a grin.

"Drink anyone?" Colin asked and held a bottle of the finest whiskey in the air. The other two said they'd love one so he poured three generous glasses. Simon kicked off his shoes, removed his jewellery which included the gold pendant that his father had given him for his twenty-first, and then unbuttoned his shirt all the way down. Mark gazed at his beautiful smooth chest and his fine physique, feeling his body react to the spectacle. Colin, having dumped his jacket on the way in, kicked off his shoes and completely removed his shirt. Mark decided he should do the same so slipped off his shoes and removed his shirt. Seeing the other two shirtless, Simon slipped his off before sitting down on one of the large sofas. He patted the seat beside him for Mark to sit alongside and Colin sat the other side of him.

Mark looked around the large room still trying to take everything in. "This room is about the size of my whole flat" he giggled as he took a large swig from his glass. The whiskey was stronger than he was used to and nearly choked.

"Watch it" Simon laughed, "don't waste it; that's good stuff". Mark giggled as he took another sip enjoying the quality. Simon placed a hand on Mark's leg and slowly moved it into his crotch. Colin did the same and Mark didn't move, feeling his body react. Without saying anything, Simon unfastened Mark's jeans and pulled them wide open. "I reckon this guy needs some servicing" he giggled as he plunged his hand inside Mark's underpants to grab hold of the now rampant organ. Colin squatted in front of him and pulled off the items of clothing. Now naked, Mark's cock sprang up looking for attention.

"Time to take this boy to bed" Simon giggled, "fetch the restraints please my love". Colin rushed into the bedroom and grabbed two lengths of wide Velcro tape. Simon pulled him forward and held his hands behind his back whilst Colin wrapped a tape around his wrists. The other tape was used to bind his ankles together. Colin and Simon stripped naked and Mark gasped at the two enlarged cocks. He couldn't wait to feel those inside him. Colin stood Mark up and threw him over his shoulder to carry him into the bedroom. Simon couldn't resist giving the bare arse a hard slap, making Mark shriek "fuck".

Once in the bedroom, Colin tossed Mark on the bed. Simon then used the end of a leather belt to thrash his naked butt. Mark loved it but let out obscenities to give the impression he didn't. Everyone knew they were playing a game so enjoyed the fun.

"Time we gave this red arse a good fuck Colin." The two guys prepared their cocks and Simon went first, plunging his thick long cock into Mark's arse.

"Fuck" he shouted.

"Shut your mouth boy otherwise we'll gag you" Colin laughed. He did, and endured the long hard fuck until Simon felt his climax about to come. He pulled out and Colin took over. Whilst he fucked, Simon positioned himself at the top of the bed and instructed Mark to suck his cock until he could taste Simon's hot creamy cum. He enjoyed sucking cock so was happy to do so whilst Colin gave him a good roasting. When Simon had shot his load, Colin changed places with him and told Mark to suck him dry. Whilst he did so, Simon fucked his used arse with a large dildo. Mark was in heaven. he was shackled and being treated like a sub for the sole benefit of the other two guys. When Colin had shot his bolt, they turned him over and slowly licked and massaged his cock until he was begging for them to make him come. Eventually they did and ribbons of creamy cum shot out all over his smooth stomach.

In the morning when they went down for breakfast, Edward greeted them with a smile on his face. He was so much happier now that the young master was in charge.

"Good morning Edward, this is Mark, a friend of ours" Simon explained.

"Very good sir, I'll fetch another place setting."

"And he'll be staying for the rest of the day; you can, can't you Mark" he asked hopefully.

"Yeah, thanks" Mark replied excitedly.

When Edward returned, he gave Simon a sealed letter. "Betty has asked me to pass this to you, sir." Simon recognised the writing and groaned. It was from his mother. He ripped it open and read the contents. "I feel I'm a prisoner, confined to my rooms. This is intolerable. I have no option but to contact your father unless you allow me access to the rest of the house."

Simon laughed, asked Edward for a pen and then scribbled a note at the bottom. "If you don't like it mother then move out. I believe there's an empty cottage on the estate. Father is fully aware of the situation and fully endorses my actions, but feel free to contact him."

He passed the note back to Edward and asked him to give it to Betty to take to his mother. Edward smiled, rather enjoying the fight between mother and son, but he knew she'd not win the battle with the young master.

After breakfast, Simon suggested they go for a walk since the weather was nice. "Bring the Velcro tape with you" he whispered to Colin. "I take it you're still in sub mode" he grinned at Mark.

Mark's face lit up. "Yeah, great." The thought of being Simon and Colin's sub again caused his cock to immediately react.

"In that case let's get suitably dressed for the action and told Colin and Mark to strip off. He did the same and rummaged in his drawers to find three pairs of flimsy shorts. He told each of them to put them on without underwear and to wear a T shirt on top plus their trainers. "Less clothes to remove when we fuck him" Simon laughed. Both Mark and Colin were both sexually excited at that idea so their cocks pushed the flimsy material out at the front. Rather than use the main staircase, he opted for one of the many back stairways and exited at the side of the house. He then took a path that he knew would lead him to a remote area of the estate.

"Wow, this is beautiful" Mark exclaimed as they walked through the wooded area and then out the other side where they could view across open fields. "And this all belongs to your estate?"

"Yep, right over to that band of trees in the distance and over to the church to the left and the village to the right. The three farms are leased so we no longer farm the land which is what my ancestors used to do."

They continued walking until they reached an old barn. It was seldom used these days which was why Simon loved it so because he knew nobody would disturb them. Before going to university, he'd spent many a day lazing on a bale of hay sunbathing, often in the nude.

"Okay boy, strip off" he commanded Mark.

"Here?" he replied, looking around to see if there was anyone who'd see him.

"Yep; we want you stark naked so we can fuck that cute arse of yours. Colin, once he's stripped, bind his hands behind his back."

Colin grinned and felt his cock go hard pushing out his flimsy shorts. Simon walked into the barn and pulled out two bales of hay, stacking one on the other. They were old but they suited the purpose. Mark stood naked with his excited cock sticking out and his hands bound behind his back. Simon and Colin stripped to show off their stiff cocks. Mark looked at them and grinned. Simon bent him over the bales of hay and spread his legs wide apart. With his cock suitably booted and lubricated, he plunged it into the puckered hole. Mark grunted as it did so but once the full length was inside him he let out a satisfied groan of pleasure. As Simon fucked, he could feel his own cock rubbing against the hay which he found erotic.

When Simon felt his climax about to come, he pulled out, whipped off the condom and let Colin take over. Whilst he fucked, Simon stood in front of Mark, grabbed his hair to lift his head and instructed him to suck his cock. Mark was again in heaven with a cock up his arse and another in his mouth. He sucked greedily until Simon was shooting his load. Colin was still fucking so he kept his hard organ inside Mark's mouth and watched his lover fuck the cute arse. When Colin was about to come, he pulled out, ripped off the condom and changed places with Simon so Mark could suck him to a climax.

When Colin was fully satisfied, they stood Mark on the hay bales with his hands still bound behind his back, and Simon sat astride them. He fitted a length of Velcro around the base of Mark's cock causing it to stand proud. Simon then took hold of the cock and teased it by licking up and down its length. Mark was soon on the point of wanting to release his load but Simon kept the agony going for several minutes longer. By the time he let Mark release his load, he was pleading with him. Simon leant back as he continued to massage the aching cock. Within seconds, ribbons of creamy cum shot out whilst Simon and Colin watched on.

"You're fucking wicked" Mark exclaimed once he'd released his load.

"I'm not sure the sub should speak to his master like that" Simon grinned, "I think he should be punished, don't you Colin."

"Yeah, let's thrash his arse."

Simon agreed so they bent Mark over the hay bales and used a cane that Simon found in the barn. Mark yelled obscenities as the cane stung his buttocks but secretly he loved the pain and sexual excitement it caused. When the caning stopped, his flesh was a bright red and his cock was hard. Simon's was too, so he hastily prepared it and thrust it into Mark's arse in a standing position. As he fucked, he wanked Mark's cock until they'd both shot another load.

They spent the rest of the morning lazing in the sun enjoying the warmth on their naked bodies. When it was time to return to the house, they gathered their few items of clothing and walked naked through the wooded area. The other two loved the thrill and the freedom of being stark naked as they walked. Simon knew they were safe from being seen since he now managed the estate so knew when maintenance jobs within the woods were being carried out. Just before they exited the woods, they dressed and walked back to the house. Having showered, they went downstairs and sat in the main sitting room where they enjoyed a platter of Mary's sandwiches plus some excellent sausage rolls and a bottle of white wine.

"Can you stay the night?" Simon asked Mark. He said he'd love to so Edward and Mary were informed. Edward didn't question where the guest would be sleeping having guessed he'd be sharing the young master's bed which was amply large enough for three.

That night, Mark was suitably fucked several times over and again in the morning before they rose. After breakfast, Simon and Colin drove him home having arranged another date for them to get together. Over the next few weeks, Simon and Colin got to grips with their new responsibilities regarding the management of the house and the estate. Both loved their new role and enjoyed sessions of lovemaking in bed at night and during the day when they had free moments. The weather was still good, so on some days, Simon took Colin to the summerhouse where they made passionate love. They even did it late one evening which was great fun.

Also in their spare time, they started setting up the history website which they called `Buckley Historical'. They knew it was a long job but it gave Colin a purpose and something they could work on together.

It was the end of September when Simon suggested they go travelling for a month; first to Paris and then Rome to see his father and Giovani. He particularly wanted to introduce Colin to them and he was eager to meet the man who'd made Simon the man he was. With arrangements made, including first class air travel, Edward packed their bags. Colin found it very odd having someone else do his packing but quickly learned that was how people like Simon lived. Not that he abused the privilege like his mother did, although she had now stopped complaining and accepted her lot.

"Now don't allow my mother to change things or try to take advantage whilst I'm away" he instructed Edward and Mary.

"We most certainly won't sir" they replied in unison, "life has been much calmer since you took over the reins". Simon smiled and told Edward to call him should she became truculent in his absence or he needed him for anything.

"I shan't even tell her you're gone" Betty grinned "and if she asks for you I'll tell her you're too busy".

"Thanks Betty, you're a star." Even life for her had been better since the new arrangements so everyone was happy.

The trip to Paris went well and they managed to check out several things that Simon's grandfather had written but weren't sure about. During their week, they went to Le Marais where several gay bars were situated and they visited the gay Gym Louvre Sauna where they had a great time. They then flew to Pisa to check other items of historical interest, including the leaning tower which Colin had never seen.

Finally, they made their way to Rome where Simon's father lived. He welcomed both guys with open arms as did Giovani which made Colin feel part of the family. They had a wonderful time together and the Earl took them out for dinner or to the theatre every night.

They were four days into their last week when Simon received a call from Edward. "I'm so sorry to bother you sir, but your mother is very ill. At first we thought it was nothing when she demanded to see you but when the doctor came, he confirmed that it was genuine. It seems she has a pulmonary problem of some sort. The doctor feels you should return home." Since the return air flights were booked for the end of the week, Simon said they'd keep to their plans since he suspected she'd persuaded the doctor to say the situation was critical. His father agreed so they enjoyed the remainder of the week together.

The day before their departure, Edward called again to say his mother's condition had worsened. Robert decided he would accompany his son as would Giovani so two additional tickets were booked on their flight.

"What's he here for?" Simon's mother growled when she saw his father standing beside him.

His father laughed. "I see, just the same miserable old bitch she's always been. We thought you were dying but clearly not" he sneered.

"I am" his wife replied.

"Can't be soon enough for me" her husband muttered but Simon doubted she heard because she was going on about the pain she was in and how ill she was. How serious her condition was, he couldn't determine but like his father, he had little sympathy for the woman.

"As it seems you don't appreciate us rushing back to see you mother, we'll leave" Simon said and started to walk out of the room.

"I hope that creature of yours is not with you" she shouted at her husband, "he's not allowed in this house".

"Look here woman, this is my house, not yours and who I invite into it is up to me. If you're not careful I'll have you moved to a cold empty estate cottage; and for your information, yes, Giovani my boyfriend is here."

Having said his piece, he stormed out of her room slamming the door behind him. Simon stood to one side somewhat shocked at his father's outburst. "I'm sorry son but she makes me so angry. I knew it was a bad idea coming to see her. Let's go downstairs and have a drink with Colin and Giovani before we go and see Trevor."

When they went into the main sitting room, Giovani rushed to his lover seeing that he was flushed with anger. "I take it she didn't respond well to me being here" he smiled as he gave him a kiss.

"Yeah, the stupid bitch but I told her I own this house not her so I can bring who I like. And I hope you do the same son."

"Don't worry dad, I do. Now she's confined to her rooms she's not aware of what goes on down here."

"That was a clever move on your part son; I'm proud of you. And how are you settling in Colin despite the witch upstairs?"

Colin laughed. "I've never been so happy and since I never see her, she doesn't bother me."

"Great; I'm so pleased you've found each other." To Colin's surprise, Robert gave him a kiss on the lips and patted his bum.

Robert and Giovani stayed two more days before returning to Rome. Whilst together, Simon and his father reviewed the workings of the estate and other business matters. During those two days, Simon learnt more about the estate and where the family's income came from than he'd ever done before, so by the time his father left he felt far more confident about handling things on his behalf. Lady Buckley remained upstairs and nobody visited her apart from Betty each day to take her food and help her wash. Even her church friends seemed to have abandoned her so she was alone but nobody felt sorry for her.

It was a week later when Betty came rushing downstairs one morning to say that she couldn't wake her Ladyship. The doctor was immediately called and he confirmed that she'd died of pulmonary hypertension during the night. Simon knew he should feel sad that his mother was dead and ashamed that he'd not seen her since that first day he'd returned from Rome, but he didn't. Instead he felt a sense of relief. The body was taken away for a post-mortem and Simon called his father.

"I presume I should feel sorry but to be honest son, I don't. How do you feel?"

"The same. She made my life a misery and it wasn't until I could live with Colin without her around that I felt happy.

"I'm sorry son; I should have divorced her instead of running away."

"I don't blame you dad; besides, if you hadn't you may not have met Giovani."

"True; like your Colin, he's my rock and has made life worth living. We're both lucky guys."

They talked about the funeral and agreed only immediate family would attend. Her own parents had died several years before and although she had a sister, they fell out at the same time so Robert didn't have a clue where she was now and the chances of her attending were very remote. She also had no friends now to speak of, despite what she made out.

"And I'm not going to have that vile priest from the local catholic church to officiate. He's been rude to me too many times just because I'm not religious. And one other thing" Robert said with a stern voice, "she's not going to be buried in the family vault. We'll have her cremated and arrange an innocuous plaque at the Oxford crematorium."

Simon smiled to himself since he knew his mother had always said she'd be buried in the family vault with an elaborate service by her favourite catholic priest. As soon as the body had been released by the coroner who confirmed the doctor's reason for death, Simon made the necessary arrangements with the crematorium in Oxford.

The service took place a few days later by which time Robert and Giovani had arrived from Rome. There was just the four of them plus Edward who felt he should attend on behalf of the staff. Neither Mary nor Betty had any desire to attend in view of the way her ladyship treated them. It was a simple non-religious service which amused Simon since his mother had thrust down his throat during his years of growing up that everything revolved around religion. Like his father, he couldn't stand the hypocrisy so stopped going to church with her as soon as he was old enough to make choices of his own. It caused numerous rows between them but like his father, he stood firm.

They'd hardly got back into the house when Edward announced that the local catholic priest wished to see his lordship.

"What the fuck does he want?" Robert exclaimed much to the amusement of the others. "You'd better show him in please Edward."

"I understand her Ladyship has passed away, god rest her soul" he said panting as if he'd run from the village. "Please accept my condolences your Lordship."

"What business is it of yours?" Robert demanded from where he was sitting having not stood to shake the priest's hand.

"Oh, well" the little man flustered, "her Ladyship was one of my flock. She was a wonderful woman and will be greatly missed."

"You didn't live with her so you don't have a clue about what a nasty woman she was, and as far as missing her, the only thing you'll miss is her money which will stop with immediate effect since it was my money she was giving away so generously."

"Oh" the man said now very flustered and hopping from one foot to another, "but her many friends will miss her."

"You mean all those who failed to visit her whilst she was ill" Simon replied sarcastically.

Robert smiled and felt proud of his son. "Is there anything else? Only we've got more important things to do."

"Oh, um, I wanted to discuss the arrangements for the funeral service" the priest replied, now feeling very unsure of himself.

"There's nothing to discuss" Robert replied with a big smile on his face, "she's already been cremated at the Oxford crematorium."

"Oh, how terrible; I know it was her wish to have a catholic service in the local church and to be buried in the..."

"Family vault" Robert interjected. "Tough; as it's my family vault and not hers, I decided I didn't want her buried there. Good day to you; Edward will see you out."

Edward had been hovering outside to see if his Lordship was going to offer the priest a cup of tea. When he realised that was not going to happen, he couldn't help but listen into the conversation which he guessed would be lively. The priest nodded and turned towards the open door having realised he wasn't going to get any further. Edward immediately appeared and showed the little man out. When he'd done so and watched the priest scurry off down the drive, he returned to the main sitting room.

"I'm sorry about that my Lord but he was very insistent on seeing you despite me telling him it wasn't convenient."

"It's okay Edward but how do you think he found out?"

"He saw the cortège drive through the village. I saw him looking as we drove past his church. I suspect he saw you so guessed what had happened. When he arrived, he asked whether her Ladyship was available so I had to tell him the news."

Robert laughed. "Cheeky little bastard."

"Can I get everyone some tea?"

"An excellent idea Edward and ask Mary to let us have some of her excellent cakes; I feel peckish." Edward nodded and made his retreat leaving the four of them to have a chuckle. "Putting that pompous priest down has made my day" Robert giggled.

"And mine" Simon added. "Who's going to see Betty? Colin and I certainly won't want her services."

Robert laughed at the thought of Betty looking after two young gay men and said he'd speak to her and pay her off. Since her husband worked on the estate, they could continue living in the cottage but she'd have to find another job. "Ask Betty to see myself and Simon in his study in twenty minutes please" he said when Edward returned with the tray of tea and cakes. Simon noted that his father had referred to the study as his which pleased him. He now felt the official man in charge, which made him feel good.

"Are you okay my love?" Simon asked Colin.

"Yeah I'm fine he replied having enjoyed the scene between Robert and the priest.

A few days after Robert and Giovani had returned to Rome, Edward asked to have a private word with Simon. Seeing that he didn't want Colin present, Simon took him into his study.

"As you know sir I'm past normal retirement age and I feel it's a good time to retire, now that her Ladyship has passed away and Betty has left, so I'd like to hand in my notice."

Simon hadn't expected this, although he knew Edward was getting on in years and it had crossed his mind what he should do in view of Edward's long service. He liked the man but he had ideas for house and felt uneasy about doing anything with Edward still around. He said he was very sorry to hear the news but fully understood. It was agreed that Edward would leave in a month's time to give Simon time to think how to replace him. He also imagined his father would want to give Edward a sum of money in recognition of his loyal service.

"Mary would also like to see you sir" Edward said when they'd finished.

"Does she wish to leave too?"

"I believe she does. she feels as I do that with a young man like you at the helm, the house requires new young blood."

It was Simon's thoughts exactly but he hadn't wanted to chuck them out bearing in mind they'd both been there all his life. Simon agreed to see Mary immediately and as expected, she said what Edward had told him. After ascertaining that she wanted to retire by the south coast and live with her sister who'd recently lost her husband, it was agreed that she would also leave in a month's time. Edward had said he'd be going to Cornwall to live with a male friend which confirmed Simon's suspicions that he was gay.

"It's not before time" his father said when he told him the news. "I'm sure you can find suitable replacements."

"And you're happy for me to recruit without your involvement?"

"Of course son, it's your house now so you do as you please. I'll never be returning apart from the occasional visit since Giovani would never leave Rome."

Simon came off the phone with a big smile on his face. He knew exactly where to look for new staff and to replace the two women who cleaned each week. He was fed up with seeing their ugly faces around the place and he wasn't sure they put much effort into their tasks.

Colin looked at him expectantly when he returned to the sitting room. Simon told him the news and what his father had said plus what he had in mind. "That's a brilliant idea" Colin exclaimed when Simon had explained his plan.

The following day, Simon called Wayne, the manager of a hostel in Oxford that provided support for young gay guys who were homeless because of their sexuality. Simon gave them considerable financial support so he knew Wayne would be delighted to assist him in finding three young guys; one to cook and two to look after the house under Colin's watchful eye.

It was arranged they'd visit the following morning and when they arrived, Wayne welcomed them and took them into his office. "I've got just the guys to suit your need" Wayne said excitedly once they'd sat down and he'd poured them a cup of coffee. "Two are Mauritian and were brought to England by their parents when they were babies so are now English nationals. They're boyfriends and were thrown out by their fathers when one father caught them in bed together having sex. When I found them, they'd been homeless for about nine months. They're delightful hardworking lads and work a zero hours' contract for a company that cleans office buildings. I'm told they're very good but there's no security and the pay is appalling but they stick at it and keep their dormitory clean as well; Davin is nineteen and Xavier's eighteen. The third guy is Brad who's aged twenty. His father works at one of the universities and when Brad came out as gay, there was a big row and he was told to sling his hook and was no longer welcome in the house. I have a feeling the parents are very religious. Brad is a keen cook and at home frequently helped his mother in the kitchen. When I came across him he'd been homeless for about six months and was very down. I doubt he'd have lasted much longer had I not found him. He's now picked himself up and assists our volunteer who prepares the food for the hostel. To be honest, Brad produces better food than she does but I haven't told her that. He's trying to get a job in catering but so far hasn't had any luck. I have a feeling his father is blocking any application he makes because he's well known in the city."

Simon decided he liked the sound of the three guys so Wayne asked them to come to the office for him to interview them. He asked each one why they were homeless and their stories matched what Wayne had said. "And I understand you two are cleaners" he said to Davin and Xavier"

"Yes sir, we clean offices" Davin replied.

"And I believe you're interested in catering Brad."

"Yes sir; I'm trying to get a job where I can use my skills but I've not been lucky."

"Why do you think that is?"

Brad lowered his eyes and then looked at Wayne wondering how to answer Simon's question. "I think my father is blocking my application. All the jobs I've applied for are within the university colleges and as soon as the manager realises who my father is, they say I'm not suitable. It's so unfair; I'm good and very willing; all I need is a chance."

"Are you wanting to become a professional chef?" Colin asked.

"I'm not sure I can go that far sir; all I want is to work with food and make nice meals for people."

Simon smiled. "Life is certainly very unfair at times but I may be able to help all three of you." He went on to explain that he and Colin were seeking a cook and two house assistants. "All three positions will receive a good salary and full board so the successful candidates will live at Buckley Manor. The cook will prepare all meals for myself and Colin plus the three staff and for any guests we have. The house assistants will undertake general duties such as cleaning and laundry duties plus assisting the cook in the kitchen when required and serve at table as necessary. All three jobs are seven days a week but each person would have free time every day, usually in the afternoon and after the evening meal."

The three young guys were now listening intently and looking very excited. "Would you Davin and Xavier be interested in the house assistant posts?"

"Yes sir, very much so" both replied excitedly.

"And does the post of cook interest you Brad?"

"Yes sir; it sounds ideal."

Simon nodded. He had no doubt all three would be excellent but wanted to discuss the matter with Colin before he went further. The three lads were asked to go outside and wait to be called in again. When they'd gone, Simon turned to Colin. "What do you think?"

"They sound perfect to me." He also fancied having the two Mauritian lads working for him since they were both very attractive having slim bodies, black hair and dark brown eyes. Brad had brown hair, a muscled body with great pecs and a star tattoo on his upper arm so was equally attractive but in a different way. He'd even mentally stripped each of them.

Simon agreed and had been thinking the same thoughts as Colin but tried not to let those facts affect his judgment. After a bit more discussion, Simon asked Wayne to call the three back in. They each sat down looking apprehensive. Despite having a job of sorts, Davin and Xavier wanted something better and what Simon had described sounded perfect, especially since they'd be working for the son of an Earl.

"Okay" Simon commenced, turning his attention to Davin and Xavier "from what I've told you so far, are you still interested in the House Assistant posts?" Both lads said they were so he told them the salary and emphasised the fact that both posts also included full board.

"The pay and conditions are brilliant" Davin exclaimed hardly able to control his excitement.

"In that case the job is yours subject to a month's trial. If you show you're right for the job and you want to continue, it will be made permanent at the end of that month. Do you accept?"

"Yes please; thank you" they both replied with a big smile on their face.

"I understand you've agreed to work this evening for your current employer so I suggest you start with us tomorrow. Colin will come and collect you at ten tomorrow morning so have your personal items packed by then please. Any questions?"

Both shook their heads still trying to believe what was happening. They'd resigned themselves to working for their current employer who used and abused his workers. With everything agreed, two very happy guys left the office. Brad meanwhile was sitting with his head down. He was sure that he was going to be told "thanks but no thanks" as he'd been told so many times since his father had thrown him out of the house with no more than the clothes on his back plus a spare T shirt he'd managed to grab. He had nothing and now expected nothing.

When the other two happy lads had left the room, Simon said "Okay Brad, now you." Brad looked up with a glum expression expecting the worst. "Are you still interested in the post of Cook?"

"Yes" he replied excitedly, wondering whether he'd heard correctly. Having quoted the salary, the fact that the job also included full board and the one-month trial period, Simon asked if he'd like to accept. Brad's eyes lit up like beacons and he was open mouthed. His heart was thumping as he said "yes" before adding "thank you so much". Tears of joy were falling down his face as he put his hand over his mouth still shocked that he'd been offered the job. Simon smiled and was touched by the guy's reaction. He couldn't imagine what it must be like to be thrown out of home and made homeless because of his sexuality. Although his mother had made his life hell and she didn't approve of his gay relationship with Colin, at least she didn't chuck him out of his home. He stood up and Brad immediately stood too. Simon moved towards him and the young guy almost fell into his arms as he again thanked him for changing his life. Simon took the shorter guy into his arms and hugged him, his free hand lightly patting Brad's firm buttocks which turned Simon on as he placed a kiss on the young guy's head.

"Would you like to start immediately?" Simon asked. Brad gasped and said he'd love to. He then looked at Wayne wondering whether he'd been impetuous but he smiled at Ben and said he was sure they could manage without his culinary skills. Simon told him to pack his things and knock on the door when he was ready. He almost ran out of the office and rushed into the dormitory where he found Davin and Xavier packing their things. When they heard he too was joining them they all hugged and kissed with more tears of joy being shed.

"Three very happy guys; thank you Simon. It means such a lot to these lads who've been rejected by their families and society."

Simon nodded and pulled a cheque from his pocket. Wayne looked at the cheque for five thousand pounds and gasped. "You're so generous Simon; this level of support means we can continue our important work without fear of running out of money."

"You do an amazing job Wayne. I've also set up a regular donation of two hundred a month to support your project."

Wayne wanted to jump up and kiss Simon. He not only found him very attractive but his generosity was beyond anything he'd seen before. "Would you be willing to be the charity's Patron? The Trustees are looking for a suitable person and your support and interest in our work would be a perfect match."

Simon said he'd be delighted to accept so Wayne said he'd recommend him to the Trustees. Just then there was a knock on the door; it was Brad with a happy looking face. Simon looked at the small holdall he was holding and realised how little the guy had in the world. He made a mental note to take Brad out clothes shopping and guessed he'd probably have to do the same for the other two.

Having said his tearful farewell to Wayne and thanked him for taking him off the street, Brad followed Colin to the car whilst Simon thanked Wayne for finding three excellent staff for him because he had no doubt in his mind that all three would be perfect.

Brad climbed into the rear of the smart S class saloon Mercedes and silently gasped at the luxury. Colin slid into the driver's seat and Simon into the one beside him.

"Okay Brad?" Simon asked.

"Couldn't be better. I really can't thank you enough guys and I won't let you down."

"Just produce some cracking good meals and we'll be more than happy" Simon laughed.

Colin and Simon had already discussed what they'd do if they found suitable replacements for Edward and Mary before their months' notice had expired. They'd work with them for one or two days and pay the two retainers off for the remainder of their notice period. When they got home, Brad gasped at the size of Buckley Manor. As he entered and saw the luxurious interior he was even more overwhelmed. Simon told him to dump his holdall in the large hall and took him to the kitchen.

"Wow, some kitchen" he exclaimed as his eyes roamed the room to take in its size and the modern equipment it contained. He loved the large old kitchen table which dominated the centre of the room and then noticed another room at the end which contained an enormous refrigerator, store cupboards and a wine cellar.

"Mary, I'd like you to meet your successor; his name is Brad."

"Welcome to Buckley Manor young man. I've spent many happy years here and I'm sure you will too."

With introductions made and a quick tour of the kitchen area, Simon took Brad back to the hall for Colin to show him the other main rooms and the bedroom he'd be using until his new accommodation was ready. Simon's plan was that the rooms used by his mother in the east wing would be converted into rooms for the new staff. Davin and Xavier would accommodate his mother's bedroom and her sitting would become Brad's bedroom but both rooms needed a full redecoration to remove his mother's revolting choice of décor. He chuckled at the thought of his mother's face had she known that her rooms were being used by gay staff.

Simon returned to the kitchen and spoke to Mary. "I'd like Brad to work with you for the next two days and for him to take over. He has culinary experience so I'm sure he can cope. I suggest you therefore leave in three days' time and I'll pay you the remaining days plus the leaving bonus we've agreed. Is that okay?"

Mary had guessed this might happen so she was happy to accept Simon's offer. Her sister had already said she could move in earlier. Simon had agreed to pay for a removal company to take the major part of her belongings plus the small items of furniture he'd agreed she could take from her room, so she only had to pack one suitcase.

He then went to find Edward to tell him about Davin and Xavier's commencement the following day and ask him to leave in two days' time. He too was prepared for this so had no problem. In fact, he was happy to leave earlier than planned now he'd made the decision to do so.

When Brad and Colin reappeared, Simon told him the plan. "So you'll be in charge of the kitchen in two days' time Brad."

"Wow, great, thanks guys."

"Anyhow for the rest of today we'd like you to get acclimatised to your new home. I assume Colin has shown you where your bedroom will be once the redecorating has been completed next week."

"Yeah, it's fab. I'm sure the other two guys and I are going to be so happy here; and we won't let you down."

Simon was again touched by Brad's sincerity and took him into his arms. "We have every confidence in you guys and we're going to enjoy having the three of you around."

Brad felt a shiver of excitement shoot through his body and his cock twitch inside his jeans, which was something he hadn't felt for a very long time. He briefly imagined having sex with the two good looking guys which caused his cock to jump again.

Whilst they waited for lunch, Brad asked what he'd be required to wear in the kitchen since his range of clothing only consisted of one worn pair of jeans and two T shirts. Even his underwear had seen better days and his trainers had holes in them.

"Tomorrow, Colin and I will take the three of you shopping so you'll have plenty to wear after our shopping spree."

Brad gasped and more tears ran down his face. "Thank you so much" he managed to say between the tears. This time, it was Colin who took Brad into his arms and felt his body react as it always did when hugging gorgeous guys like this beauty. "Do you burst into tears often?" Colin chuckled.

"Only when two wonderful guys show such generosity and kindness; I still can't quite believe this is happening."

After they'd devoured Mary's platter of sandwiches plus the bottle of wine Edward produced, Simon suggested they show Brad the garden and the part of the estate they could easily walk around. Brad was overawed by it all and had to pinch himself that he wasn't dreaming it.

"I think you'd better go to Brad" Colin told Simon as they were about to go to bed, "he seems upset about something."

Simon walked along the corridor to the room in the east wing where Brad was sleeping until the permanent accommodation had been sorted out. He knocked on the door and walked in to find Brad sitting stark naked on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands. When he looked up, Simon could see tears running down his face.

"What's the matter?" Simon asked as he sat down beside him, putting an arm around his shoulder and a hand on his naked thigh.

"I don't want to let you down" he sobbed.

"You won't. What makes you think you will?"

"I'm not sure I can cook to the standard you'll want."

"Don't be daft; just because I'm the son of an Earl doesn't mean I eat fancy food all the time and Colin certainly doesn't. We eat normal things like everybody else."

"So you think I'll be able to do the job okay?"

"Brad, I know you've had a shitty life what with your father chucking you out and then being homeless for six months or more but Wayne has every confidence in you and from what I've seen, so do I. You're a strong-willed guy and given time you'll gain confidence. It doesn't matter if you make a few fuck ups along the way; nobody is going to shout at you and you've got the next two days to work with Mary and learn from her but to be honest, I think you'll do fine once on your own."

Simon lifted Brad's chin and looked him in the eyes. "Happier now?"

Brad nodded, the tears having ceased. "Can I kiss you?" he suddenly asked.

"Of course you can" Simon grinned. "I never mind having a gorgeous guy kiss me."

Their lips pressed together and within seconds, tongues were exploring. Simon had noticed that Brad's cock had twitched several times whilst they were talking so he moved his hand onto it to see how the gorgeous guy would react. He made no move to stop him so he gently massaged it whilst they kissed. It was soon fully erect so he teased the head inside the foreskin. Brad let out low moans of pleasure as his kissing became more intense. Before their mouths parted, he was shooting his load into Simon's hand.

"Fuck, that was good. Haven't had someone do that to me for a very long time" he exclaimed.

Simon's cock had also reacted and was now pressing out his silk dressing gown. "What kind of sex do you like?" Simon asked.

"I'm versatile and love being fucked by big cocks" Brad grinned and looked down at Simon's.

"Big ones like this?" Simon laughed and pulled open his silk gown.

"Fuck, you are big; yeah I'd love to feel that up my arse."

Simon grinned and gave Brad's still hard cock another stroke through his cum filled hand. "And Colin would love to feel this up his; he's more a bottom." He grabbed a tissue from the bedside table, wiped his hand and stood up. "So, are we feeling better now?"

"Yeah, thanks. I still can't believe this is all happening and that I'm living in a fantastic house with a Lord."

"You'll get used to it and don't forget you only need to call me and Colin Sir when we've got important guests around. At all other times you can use our first names. Okay?"

Brad nodded feeling much happier plus he'd been wanked off by his boss which was something he'd never imagined happening.

The following morning, Brad helped Mary prepare breakfast, after which Colin went to fetch Davin and Xavier whilst Simon got up to date with estate matters. Every so often he checked up on Brad but he seemed happy learning things from Mary who was enjoying giving the young man all her secrets and recipes.

When Davin and Xavier arrived, Simon welcomed them and watched them gawp at the size of their new home as he led them into the large hallway. He first introduced them to Edward and Mary before Colin showed them around and the bedroom they'd be using temporarily. Colin had decided he'd train the two lads and only get Edward to teach them how to serve at table before he departed to start his new life in Cornwall with his friend.

The two lads were full of energy and they had no doubts about their ability to undertake their tasks to Simon's satisfaction so Colin found them willing learners and able to be left to get on with their job. Edward had also been surprised at how quickly they picked up the techniques of serving at table and within a day, also realised that the two cleaning women from the village had not been that good. Under Simon's instruction, he'd told them they were no longer required and they'd not been too pleased but he wasn't bothered.

Edward's departure was very discreet. He wasn't one to want a fanfare and Simon was happy to just shake his hand, thank him for his long service and wish him well for the future. Mary said her goodbye and they watched him climb into the taxi that would take him to the station to make his journey to Cornwall. The removal van was arriving the next day to collect his and Mary's things so he just took one suitcase.

"Brad is cooking the meal on his own this evening" Mary announced proudly, "he's a natural so will do well".

Simon smiled, having felt he'd made a good choice. "And I suggest we all eat together this evening to give you a send you off." Mary beamed. Unlike Edward, she was happy to have a big farewell.

The meal was perfect in every way and Brad beamed as everyone congratulated him on it. Simon also enjoyed seeing the dining table full of people as he sat at the head of it and the other five sat either side. Everyone enjoyed themselves and drank plenty of wine so by the end, there was lots of laughing and joking. The following morning, Mary gave everyone a big hug, including the new staff, before she set off in a taxi to take her to the station. Shortly after she'd left, the small removal van arrived and within half an hour everything to go had been packed into it.

"Okay guys, let's go clothes shopping" Simon announced so the three excited guys climbed into the back of the Mercedes. Simon drove and within thirty minutes he was parking in a multi-storey carpark in Oxford. He normally shopped for clothes at an independent retailer that supplied clothes to the gentry but he decided Neilson's the department store which had been in business for years would be more suitable for the lads.

They found the men's department and Simon went straight to the rack of jeans. A young assistant came rushing up to see if he could help. "We need jeans for these guys" Simon said "three pairs each". The assistant looked at the guys, estimated their size and selected three pairs from the rack. He suggested they use a changing room that would accommodate all three and Colin joined them. Simon moved to a rack of black trousers and told the assistant each guy would need two pairs each. Having passed those to Colin for the guys to try on, he rushed over to Simon who was looking at white shirts. "Three each of these" Simon said indicating the style he wanted. The assistant grabbed the sizes he estimated would be right and gave those to Colin for the lads to try on. By now he was getting excited having totted up the commission he'd receive on the sale.

"Anything else sir?"

"Yeah, they'll need four T shirts each but they can select those, plus they'll need four pairs of KC underwear each and socks." The assistant was almost wetting himself having totted up the commission he'd now receive. Simon added that he'd like the lads to wear a new pair of jeans with one of the new T shirts and dispose of their current gear since they were beyond saving.

"No problem sir, I'll remove the tags from the items once they've settled on them,"

"They also need warm waterproof outdoor jackets." The assistant silently gasped knowing the price of those and the commission he'd receive on three items. He led Simon over to the rack and selected a suitable garment from their more expensive range. "Excellent; a different colour for each if possible."

"No problem sir" the assistant replied as he hastily swept through the rack finding the right size for each guy."

Colin had now returned with the guys and said everything fitted perfectly so they each tried on the bomber jacket. Satisfied that they fitted, the assistant removed the shop labels from a pair of jeans for each guy whilst they selected which T shirts they wanted plus underwear and packs of socks He then did the same for one T shirt each and started cashing up the three piles of clothes. Simon then noticed a skin-tight pair of shorts called `Huggers' which in the picture on a placard advertising them fitted the model like a glove, showing off every contour of his tight butt and the bulge in his crotch. Simon smiled as he had dirty thoughts and selected a pair.

"Do you reckon the guys would be willing to wear these whilst they're working?" he asked Colin. He grinned as he looked at the picture and nodded. "Tell them if they are, we'll do the same."

The response was positive so Simon selected a bright red pair for himself, a dark blue for Colin and other colours for the three lads.

"Is that everything sir?" the assistant asked smiling at the additional items. Simon nodded and passed him his credit card. As he processed it, he nearly choked when he noticed the name `Lord Simon Buckley' on it. He'd read about the Buckley family and the Earl's move to Rome but had never met the son before. "My mates are not going to believe this when I tell them" he told himself.

"Where's the men's shoe department?" Simon asked having entered his PIN number.

"I'll show you Lord Buckley."

With the purchases in their hands, the three lads followed Simon, Colin and the assistant through an archway to the shoe department. They too couldn't believe how much Simon had purchased for them. The assistant grabbed one of his colleagues and whispered something to him. The other assistant rushed over to Simon and asked how he could help.

"These three guys need a pair of Nike trainers each." The assistant measured each guy's feet and selected various designs from their range whilst Simon looked at a range of soft black shoes to go with their black trousers and white shirts. "A pair of these each too plus a pair of casual house shoes as well." The assistant grabbed the correct sizes from the rack and asked each lad to try them on. They all fitted perfectly so Simon told each lad to wear the trainers and give their old worn out shoes to the assistant to be thrown away. When they'd done so and Simon had paid, he turned to the three lads "Excellent, now you all look presentable and worthy of Buckley Manor. Time for lunch I think."

"Thank you for your custom Lord Buckley and may I suggest the sky restaurant on the top floor" the assistant smiled.

"Thank you and thanks for your excellent assistance" Simon smiled as his eyes roamed over the young man's physique.

"You're more than welcome sir" the young assistant replied, giving Simon the eye.

"He was gay" Colin commented as they walked to the lift.

"Without doubt" Simon replied, "and very fuckable."

"I don't know what to say Simon apart from a very big thank you and I won't let you down; I've never owned so many expensive clothes as this before" Brad said once inside the lift.

"Same hear" Xavier added, "our parents could never afford clothes like this; everything we wore came from charity shops. Davin and I don't know how to thank you enough but we'll work very hard for you."

Simon smiled and kissed each of them. "You all deserve something good after what you guys have been through and I'm sure Colin and I can think of a way for you to show your appreciation" he grinned.

"Anytime; bring it on" they replied excitedly.

The lift doors opened and they walked into the restaurant which had wonderful views over Oxford. Colin asked for a table for five and a delectable young guy led them to one by the window. As he walked ahead of them, five pairs of eyes gazed upon his beautiful arse which was encased in a pair of tight fitting black trousers.

"Wow, some arse" Brad whispered when the waiter had shown them the table and left them with the menus.

Simon suggested they have something light since they'd be eating a main meal that evening. "I'm having the prawn sandwich on granary bread with side salad."

The same gorgeous waiter returned and as Colin ordered what everyone had chosen plus a bottle of their finest white wine, the other four gazed at the large bulge in the guy's crotch.

"And he's well hung" Xavier chuckled when he'd gone.

Simon went straight to the dining room the following morning. He'd thought about popping into the kitchen to make sure Brad was coping okay but decided he was perfectly capable of managing, especially since he now had Davin and Xavier to assist him. The guys must have heard the two of them come down because within a minute, Xavier appeared with a pot of coffee. The table had also been laid for them with cereals ready for them to choose from plus a jug of orange juice and milk.

"Wow, that is very sexy" Colin exclaimed as Xavier walked in.

Simon looked up and enjoyed the sight of the young man in his pair of Huggers. They fitted him like a glove, emphasising his firm buttocks and the shape of his flaccid cock. His only other item of clothing being his new house shoes. "Are you all wearing them?"

"Of course" Xavier grinned as he poured two cups of coffee like a pro.

"We'd better change into ours after breakfast Colin; we agreed we'd wear them when these guys did." Colin laughed and said they certainly would.

"The toast should be here shortly" Xavier said and left the two guys to eat their cereal.

A few minutes later, Davin appeared with the toast and carefully placed it on the table as the two guys enjoyed the sight of him in his Huggers. "Ring the bell if you'd like anything else."

"Thank you Davin and enjoy your breakfast."

"Thank you Colin."

Simon smiled. It was almost as if Edward and Mary had never been there. So far, everything was working like clockwork plus they had the pleasure of being served by young gorgeous guys.

After breakfast, Simon and Colin kept their promise and changed into their Huggers. They were certainly revealing and the other three guys enjoyed the sight. As it was the weekend, no visitors were expected so they all enjoyed the freedom of being semi dressed. The decorator wasn't coming until the Monday morning when everyone would have to look respectable.

Simon had estate matters to deal with so retired to his study leaving Colin to sort out the cleaning routines with Davin and Xavier. Edward had left this to the two women who were useless which resulted in several areas not being cleaned. Colin was a fussy poof and wanted everywhere looking spotless. Fortunately, the two lads felt the same way.

After lunch, Simon wandered along the east corridor towards the kitchen. He hoped that Brad was having a rest before he started preparing the evening meal but wanted to check. He found him on his own in the staff sitting room lying on a sofa. He immediately started to get up but Simon told him to stay put as he sat on a padded stool beside him. "Just wanted to check you were having a rest break" he smiled as he glanced at the roll clearly visible inside Brad's Huggers. He felt his own react and noticed Brad looking at it.

"Where are the others?"

"They asked Colin to take them on a tour of the house but that was over an hour ago; I'm wondering if they've got lost" Brad grinned. Simon chuckled and guessed what Colin was up to.

"Are you feeling more relaxed about being here now?"

"Yeah; it's brilliant; still can't quite believe it's all happening."

Simon smiled and felt his cock grow. Brad casually felt his which was doing the same. They grinned at each other wondering who'd make the first move.

"You're gonna burst those if you're not careful" Simon laughed.

"So are you" Brad grinned, looking at Simon's big bulge.

"Fancy a roll in the hay then?"

Brad didn't need a second invitation and immediately got up. They climbed the back stairs to the first floor and made their way to Brad's room. As they passed Davin and Xavier's room, Simon heard familiar groans of pleasure. "Sounds as if Colin is being well serviced" Simon whispered. Brad nodded and slipped into his own room. His cock was now fully erect and so was Simon's. They closed the door behind them and slipped off their shoes. Simon took Brad into his arms and kissed him, feeling the large bulge inside the Huggers. He slowly worked his way down Brad's hairy chest to the bulge and kissed it through the thin material. Brad groaned with pleasure, aching to feel Simon's mouth around his cock, but he didn't have to wait long.

The tight-fitting shorts were peeled off him in no time leaving him stark naked. Simon took the thick cock into his mouth teasing it up and down its length. Brad thought he was going to shoot his load but the sucking stopped just in time. "Want me to fuck you?" Simon grinned. Brad's heart skipped a beat as he nodded. Before he knew what was happening, he was lying face down on the double bed and Simon was straddled across him. Simon had removed his own shorts in a flash, his long thick cock was aching to get into Brad's arse. He reached over to the drawer of the bedside cabinet where he knew he'd find condoms and lube. He'd placed a supply in each room knowing that the lad's wouldn't have any.

With his erection duly suited, he lubricated Brad's entrance and pressed up against it. The large head slipped in with ease and he soon had the full length inside him.

"Ah" Brad groaned from the pillow, "that feels so fucking good". Simon started thrusting in and out, slowly at first before he increased the pace. Brad's cock was still hard so he reached beneath himself to grab it. Simon batted his hand away and massaged the stiff cock that was aching to spill its load. He paced the fucking with the noises coming from Brad in the hope that would both spill together. The timing was almost right. As Brad started filling his hand with hot cum, he reached his own climax inside the condom.

When they were both finished Simon flipped the younger guy onto his back and pressed their mouths together. Tongues explored as did hands and slippery cocks rubbed together. Brad hadn't been so happy for such a long time and if it hadn't been for the fact that he could see and feel Simon's naked flesh, he'd have thought he was dreaming.

On the Monday morning, a used furniture company arrived to remove all the items from Lady Buckley's rooms. Simon and Colin took him up and the guy in charge inspected each piece of furniture.

"Most of these are high value items; you'd make a bob or two if you put them into an auction. Are you sure you want us to dispose of them?"

Simon said he did. "I just want to see the back of them." His mother was dead and he had no desire to be reminded of her. "If you reckon you can make extra cash by putting them into an auction then do so; they're all yours."

The guy nodded as he estimated what money he could make. "Okay sir, in that case we'll take everything and not charge our normal disposal fee." Simon shook the guy's hand and left Colin to supervise things. When he got downstairs, he remembered another area at the far end of the west wing where his mother had made her mark on Buckley Manor against his father's agreement. She'd used what had once been a large dining hall in which his ancestors in years gone by had entertained large numbers of diners. She'd converted the room into a private chapel. Simon unlocked the door and entered. Despite his mother's insistence that he attend the services she held there, he refused to do so and in the end, she gave up trying. She'd invite the local Catholic priest to conduct services for her and specially invited church members, whilst he hid in another part of the house. She'd ruined what once had been a wonderful hall with a beamed roof. He walked up to the fake alter and grabbed hold of the gold coloured cross. He turned it over and realised it was made of high quality gold plate. He looked at the gold coloured candlesticks and found they were the same. He broke the candles in half and tossed them onto the floor in anger. He moved to a carved wooden lectern and grabbed the big bible which was encased in a gold coloured cover. He removed the bible and found the cover was also of high quality gold. She must have spent a fortune without his father's permission.

He grabbed each hymnal from the back of twelve chairs and threw them into a corner. He then tossed each chair on top of them, breaking several. The lectern joined them and it too broke as it landed on top of the pile. He yanked down the alter cloth and did the same to the other drapes. Finally, he took down biblical pictures and threw them onto the pile of rubbish. By the time he'd finished, he felt at last his mother no longer existed which made him feel better. At least the original room was now more evident. As he left, he made a mental note to ask Colin to arrange for the pile of rubbish to be taken away and burned. The gold would be sold to a goldsmith. He knew what he'd done would be considered sacrilege by some but it had to be done to wipe away her memory and he knew his father would agree.

By the time he'd completed his work, the two decorators had arrived and were busy taking up the floral carpet in both rooms. They too were expensive and in good condition so the guys agreed to dispose of them and Simon guessed they would sell them but he wasn't bothered, provided they were removed from the house.

When Colin appeared, he took him into the large dining hall and showed him what he'd done. It wasn't that he minded about her religious beliefs but what he and his father hated was having them thrust down their throats every moment of every day which is one of the reasons why his father left.

"And she converted this beautiful old hall into a fucking chapel" Colin exclaimed as he wandered around the room looking at the wooden beams and the leaded windows which had been exposed now the religious drapes had been torn down. He tapped a piece of panelling and it sounded hollow.

"The original large open hearth fireplace is behind that. The bitch had it covered over when she made it into the chapel. As a child, I used to spend hours in here sitting at the long oak table imagining what it must have been like when it was being used for a feast and a roaring wood fire. My father was furious when he found out what she'd done."

"What happened to the long oak table?"

"The bitch had it chopped up. My father was livid because it was over two hundred years old and important noblemen are recorded as dining at it."

"Are there any photographs of how it used to look?"

Simon shook his head but said there were two paintings which he managed to save when the room was converted into the chapel. "I hid them in the attic otherwise she'd have destroyed those too."

"This panel is loose" Colin remarked as he slipped his fingers behind one end. They both pulled and it came away from the wall to expose the original fireplace. "What will you do with the space now?" Simon shrugged his shoulders. He knew he couldn't bring back the oak table and the wooden chairs with their fine linen covers that his mother had destroyed but at least he'd destroyed the chapel to remove any reminder of her. Colin looked around, admiring the beams and the high windows as he thought. "Why don't we make it into a cinema room? We could install a large screen on this side wall with electric drapes to cover it when not in use and electric blackout blinds to cover the windows. Speakers could be installed on those beams and the projector could be placed on that cross beam. The electronics could be installed in a cabinet at one end."

"That is a brilliant idea. We could fit large curved modern sofas on this side of the room which would provide enough seating for eight or more people."

"And we could install a log effect gas fire in the open hearth to bring it back to life."

"You're a genius my love; why don't you get specialists in to give us some quotes and I'll have a word with dad."

"I thought you had total control of the house now?"

"I do but he still owns it and I'm not going to do what the bitch did to him."

Over the following two weeks, Colin organised for a specialist home cinema company to visit and a supplier of log effect gas fires. With the quotes at hand, Simon called his father to tell him what he'd done to the chapel and his plans for the room.

"Good for you son and I hope you had everything burned. I never forgave her for the sacrilege she caused. I think your cinema idea is brilliant so go for it son."

Brad, Davin and Xavier had now moved into their new bedrooms which had been redecorated, carpeted and refurnished, removing any vestige of Lady Buckley's presence. Simon had also decided to carpet the old dining hall to cover the old wooden flooring and make it warmer but nothing fancy would be used. In addition to showing feature films he also had thoughts of porn being shown in there which might well end up in sex. "We could hold sex parties" he confided to Colin.

Once the room had been given a good clean by the two lads and the log effect gas fire had been fitted, the cinema equipment plus the electric drapes and blinds were installed. The carpet supplier then fitted the dark grey carpet they'd chosen in readiness for the new furniture. They'd chosen beige coloured curved sofas that came in units so could be configured however they wanted them. The home cinema installer had recommended a slightly curved fixed screen to compliment the curved sofas since there was ample room and it made the viewing experience that bit better. Simon had also bought a large drinks cabinet that included a wine cooler and pull out racks for glasses plus low tables on which to place drinks. He also brought the two paintings he'd saved down from the attic and they were hung either side of the fireplace where he remembered them hanging before his mother's act of sacrilege.

"It looks fucking brilliant" Colin grinned when everything was in place. "What film are we going to show to launch it?"

"How about we invite the three guys to join us for an evening of porn?"

Colin grinned. He loved the idea and felt his cock twitch with excitement. With everything in place, Simon took photos of the finished room and emailed them to his father.

"Looks great and look forward to seeing it when I next visit" he replied, but sadly he never did.

The guys whooped with joy when Simon and Colin invited the three guys to join them for an evening of porn. It was the first time the five of them had sex together and everyone looked forward to it. Simon had a wide range of gay porn and let the younger guys choose what they'd like to watch. The large screen suddenly sprang to life and they all lounged on the sofas within reach of each other as they watched guys having sex. They'd all agreed to only wear their Huggers so there was little to remove when the serious action started. As Simon expected, and hoped for, it soon did and their only item of clothing was discarded. Five naked guys then had fun with each other, sucking and rimming before those wanting to be fucked, offered themselves.

The action went on well into the early hours whilst the porn continued showing on the large screen. Wine and spirits flowed throughout the night and Simon had the delight of fucking each of the other four guys several times over. Fortunately, it was a Friday night so Simon said the three staff could take the Saturday off.

It was just a week later when Giovani called. Simon sensed immediately that something was wrong.

"What's happened?"

There was a pause and Simon could hear him sobbing. "It's your father, he's dead; I'm so very sorry Simon. I know how much you loved him and how much he loved you. I'm devastated and don't know how I'll manage without him."

Giovani had spoken so fast that Simon didn't have a chance to interject. When he'd finally run out of breath and broke down in tears again, he said "What do you mean he's dead? He was as fit as a fiddle when he was here just over six weeks ago."

"He was shot" Giovani sobbed, "we were at the main shopping mall yesterday afternoon when a gunman shot people at random. Your dad was hit in the chest and died in my arms."

"What about you, did you get shot?"

"In my arm; I was taken to hospital to be patched up and kept in until this morning. Three others weren't so lucky."

"And the gunman?"

"Shot dead by the police at the scene."

"I'll fly out first thing in the morning; you need someone with you and I need to arrange for his body to be brought here. It was his wish to be buried in the family vault."

"Of course, I'll meet you at the airport."

"Giovani, you need to rest; this has been a terrible shock for you. I'll arrange for a car to meet me. I'll text when I'm due to arrive."

Simon ended the call and the reality hit him. He sat there for several minutes before he realised Colin was talking to him. `What's wrong my love?"

"My father, he's dead; shot by some madman in a shopping mall. Giovani was injured and three others died; the gunman was shot by the police at the scene. I can't believe it" he sobbed, "he's dead".

Colin rushed over and took his lover into his arms. He knew how much Simon had loved his father. Simon asked him to book the earliest flight he could and arrange a car to meet him at the airport.

"I'm coming with you; you're not going alone; not after this news."

Simon nodded hardly hearing what Colin had said. He still couldn't believe he'd never see his father's happy smiling face again.

Like Simon, his father wasn't religious so a simple ceremony was held for the burial at the family vault. Giovani plus three other close friends of his father came over from Rome and stayed at Buckley Manor for a few days. Simon stood before them and said a few words with tears in his eyes.

"My father was the kindest loving man you could ever wish to meet. He contacted me almost every day and I shall miss him terribly. So, in the words of WH Auden, Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone. Silence the pianos and with muffled drum bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead scribbling on the sky the message `He is dead'. Put crepe bows around the white necks of the public doves, let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. He was my North, my South, my East and West, my working week and my Sunday rest, my noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever. I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods; for nothing now can ever come to any good."

As the tears flowed, the mourners watched the coffin being lowered into the family vault.

"That was a beautiful speech you made Simon; thank you" Giovani sobbed once they'd returned to the house. Simon kissed him and wondered what life would be without the rock of his life.

The following day, the solicitor came to read the will. The house in Rome plus its contents had been left to Giovani along with a sizeable lump sum. "Apart from a couple of bequests to charity, everything else including Buckley Manor and its contents, the estate and all its assets have been left to you Simon as his only heir." His father had also stipulated that a list of other personal effects including gold rings and various hereditary items should come to Simon, most of which were stored in the family vault. "And of course, the Earldom automatically transfers to you Simon so with immediate effect you are now the Earl of Buckley."

Simon sat there trying to take it all in. He still couldn't believe that he'd never see or hear from his father again. When the solicitor had left, Giovani and Simon hugged in silence for a few moments.

"What will you do? Sell the house in Rome?"

"No; in my heart, he'll always be near me whilst I live there. I assume you'll continue living here."

Simon nodded. "I was born here and this is my home despite the many years of misery but life has to move on and I have Colin to support me. You're welcome to visit whenever you wish; you know that don't you Giovani. He told me on numerous occasions how much he loved you and how you saved him from a life of misery. He was even planning on marrying you now he was free to do so."

Giovani nodded; they'd talked about it but never got around to doing anything.

The following day, Giovani returned to Rome, the other three guys having done so the day after the funeral. They hugged and kissed and knowing he'd still be around made Simon feel better somehow. Colin held his hand as they watched the taxi drive Giovani away and when it was out of view, he kissed him. "I love you and always will" he whispered into Simon's ear.

"And I love you too" he replied and swept him into his arms. "Life must move on and I have plans to bring this place alive" he added. Losing his father so suddenly had made him realise how fragile life was so he'd given the solicitor a note about how he wanted his will drafted now he was the Earl. It involved a large sum to Colin should he outlive him plus payments to the staff. Buckley Manor plus the estate and its assets would be put into a trust. The first floor of the west wing would be converted into an apartment for Colin and the rest of the house would be used by the gay refuge for guys made homeless because of their sexuality, the trust fund paying for the running costs.

"The staff want to know what they should call you now you're an Earl."

Simon laughed. "The same and I shall still want to fuck them if they're willing."

Having got over the initial shock of his father's death, Simon laid out his plans for Buckley Manor to Colin and then the staff. He was now a very rich man so could do anything. His plans involved hiring out the grounds to film companies for scenes that required a backdrop of an old manor house. He'd also spoken to a company that made gay sex films who loved the idea of using the house and grounds, including the summerhouse, for sex scenes. Everyone loved the idea of watching porn stars fucking each other. It would mean more work for the staff but they were up for it since they'd receive a bonus for doing so.

"I'm also thinking about holding some wild sex parties and you guys can take part; how do you feel about that?"

"Fucking brilliant" Xavier replied.

"Yeah, count me in" Davin added.

"And me" Brad grinned.

The first sex party took place three weeks later; Simon having called guys he knew who might be interested. Five said they'd love to come which made an equal number overall. They were invited for a meal on the Friday evening and to stay over until the Sunday afternoon. Five guest rooms were prepared although who occupied them remained to be seen but Simon was sure five couples would do so.

Brad spent most of Friday preparing for the evening meal which would consist of three courses. It was his biggest challenge so far but he was confident he'd achieve his task with Davin and Xavier's assistance. Each was allocated a task to prepare vegetables whilst Brad concentrated on the main dishes. When he'd finished, he felt good and knew that Simon would be proud of him, not that he had any doubt that he wasn't already but he wanted to prove himself.

Simon had also asked the three guys if they were willing to wear minimal clothes whilst serving the guests. They grinned when they heard what they'd be wearing and agreed.

Dmitry and Freddie were the first to arrive. Dmitry was the first black guy that Simon had sex with. He was a big guy with a big cock and he loved using it but he also loved taking it. Freddie had a smooth body and was a bottom. He'd met Simon at university and fancied him like hell but unfortunately Colin hooked him first. Rohan arrived next. He was from Indian parentage and aged twenty-two, his parents having abandoned him when he became involved in drugs. He enjoyed being a bottom but also enjoyed fucking with his big cock and had met Simon in a bar in Oxford. He wasn't interested in settling down with a guy; all he wanted was a good time and plenty of sex. Tom and Paul were the last to arrive. Paul had a hairy chest and both were versatile.

None of the guys had been to Buckley Manor before so were impressed by its grandeur. "Fucking hell, this is some place" Rohan exclaimed as Simon led him through to the cinema room where the curved sofas had been reconfigured to make semi circle facing the large screen. They were met by Xavier who was holding a tray of drinks. When they saw how little he was wearing they all screamed with delight. All he had on was a black bow tie and a small black apron that just about covered his privates. The rest of his body including his cute arse was on full view. "I hope he's joining us later" Rohan whispered to Simon.

"He is, plus two other equally gorgeous members of my staff."

"Fuck, you have it all don't you."

"True" Simon laughed "and I shall want to fuck your gorgeous arse".

"Your beautiful cock is welcome up my arse whenever you want" Rohan laughed.

Half an hour later, Xavier whispered to Simon "The meal is ready to be served".

Having announced that fact, everyone followed him into the dining room. He sat in his usual place at the head of the table and the other six sat either side. Simon loved seeing the table full of diners and it reminded him of when his father lived at home and invited lots of friends to dine with them. Following his father leaving, his mother invited people from her church for dinner parties so he avoided those. Otherwise it was just the two of them and she'd spend the whole meal nagging him about going to church and her religion.

This dinner party was full of fun. When Davin appeared to serve along with Xavier there were more cheers on seeing he was wearing the same mini apron. As the lads served, their naked butts were fondled by everyone and Rohan even grabbed their cocks beneath their aprons which caused them to react.

The meal was perfect in every way. It was hot, beautifully presented and delicious to eat. The dessert was a raspberry and ginger trifle cheesecake on a biscuit based shaped like a penis. Everybody roared with laughter when they saw it. It too was delicious and Simon asked for Brad to join them. When he appeared wearing the same mini apron as the other guys, there was a roar of approval.

"The naked chef" Rohan laughed, "that was a fucking brilliant meal mate and I hope I can show my appreciation later by fucking that cute arse of yours."

Brad grinned not too sure what to say. Simon stood up and gave him a hug and a kiss. "That really was a stunning meal Brad; thank you. You've excelled yourself so should feel very proud."

"Thanks" he replied. Receiving praise from his boss meant so much to him since he'd never received it from anyone else in his life before.

"Okay guys, let's return to the cinema and get the sex party going" Colin giggled. Simon asked the three guys to bring in pots of coffee and join them.

When everyone had returned to the cinema room, Colin put on some gay porn which soon filled the large screen. Clothes were soon discarded and the fun began once they'd drunk their coffee and brandies. Rohan made a beeline for Simon because he wanted to feel his big cock up his arse. They were soon at it on one of the sofas leaving the others to do their own thing. Colin grabbed hold of Tom and Paul for a threesome and Dmitry invited Xavier to join him whilst Davin, Brad and Freddie came together to form another threesome.

"Fuck me" Rohan pleaded so Simon obliged. He loved the feel of his big cock inside Rohan's arse. As he fucked, he watched Dmitry's black cock fuck Xavier, thrusting in and out at the same pace.

Over the next few hours, Simon managed to fuck every arse in the room in between drinking and watching porn to keep the sexual excitement going. At two in the morning Colin suggested they split into pairs and go to bed. He'd already agreed with Dmitry that they'd sleep together and Simon had done the same with Rohan. The other six paired up so followed Simon upstairs to be allocated one of the five prepared guest rooms whilst Colin did his usual check to ensure doors were locked and bolted and to set the perimeter alarm.

Once Simon and Rohan were naked in bed together, they kissed and felt cocks hardening. "Fuck me" Rohan grunted between kisses. He lifted his legs over his chest and Simon looked down at the beautiful brown entrance causing his cock to grow even more. He reached over to grab a condom and Rohan took hold of his hand. "Fuck me raw. I test regularly and I noticed you fucked Colin without protection so I imagine you guys get tested as well. It's so much more enjoyable."

Simon paused knowing his agreement with Colin but the wide-open hole staring at him looked so inviting and his head was befuddled due to the amount of alcohol he'd drunk so he succumbed. He lubricated his cock, took several sniffs of poppers from the small brown bottle Rohan offered him and slowly pressed his naked cock into the beautiful brown hole.

"Ah fuck" he groaned as his long shaft slowly filled Rohan's arse, "that feels so fucking good".

"Yeah, fuck that arse man, fuck it real hard."

Simon fucked for several minutes before he felt his seed rising. When it was on the point of shooting, he pulled out and shot his load of creamy white cum over Rohan's brown stomach. When he'd finished, Rohan grinned at him. "Good eh!"

"Yeah, fucking good. Now I want to feel your naked cock inside me."

Rohan wasn't going to argue with that so they changed places and he had the pleasure of watching his big brown cock fuck the white arse until he too had shot his load over Simon's stomach. Unbeknown to Simon, similar sexual activity was going on between Colin and Dmitry who'd suggested they dispense with protection. Colin had also pondered about it but the thought of having a naked black cock inside him overruled his agreement with Simon.

The party continued through the next day and into that night when couples changed around. This time Simon slept with Dmitry and Colin with Rohan when more raw sex took place. The other six also changed partners and had a good time. On the Sunday afternoon, the five guests made their way home having thanked Simon for a wonderful time. Thereafter, the wild sex party became a regular event at Buckley Manor.

The film crews also became a regular event and provided a good income for the upkeep of the Manor and the estate. The guys particularly enjoyed the porn shoots, which they had permission to watch being filmed and once edited were given a copy to review.

A year had gone by since the tragic death of Simon's father. He looked at his lover and smiled. "I love you so very much" and then added "will you marry me?"

Colin gasped having not expected this although he'd often had the same thought but had said nothing because he didn't want his partner to think there was a pecuniary reason. "I will" he replied and rushed over to him. They hugged and kissed before sitting down to discuss the arrangements.

Two months later they married at Oxford Registry Office in front of their friends, the three members of staff plus Trevor, the estate manager. Afterwards they went to a smart hotel and had a lavish celebratory meal. The following day they flew to Rome and spent two weeks with Giovani who'd invited them over for a holiday rather than come to the UK to attend the wedding. They had a wonderful time and Giovani took great delight in showing the newlyweds the hidden gems of Rome.

"Your father would have been so happy for you" he told Simon. He agreed, knowing he would have, but doubted he could have married the love of his life had his mother still been alive without leaving Buckley Manor, and that was something he would never have done.