"Lord James and the Young Highwayman, Part Four" Gay Historical
James made his last visit to the Duke and turned the arrangements for the funeral over to Wilson. There was a very noticeable change in the way the servants treated James now that he was the Lord of the Manor. Wilson particularly was very respectful, an alteration from his previous somewhat familiar grown up to child way of behaving.
James discovered several trunks of clothing that his uncle had collected for many years. The ones surviving from his youth were perfect fits for Simon, what albeit a bit old fashioned. There were also very fine boots, both low and high made by a London bootmaker that both young men admired. From now on, Simon would have a full wardrobe that would last him many years.
On the day of the funeral, Simon announced that he would not attend. "After all, I'm a stranger and it is a funeral is for family. James dressed all in black with a high stove pipe hat with black feather funeral plume. He looked very handsome and dramatic with his lovely features and pale complection. Wilson drove the seldom used formal coach. Toby, the groom ought to have filled this duty but he was somehow unavailable.
Buckingham palace sent a large flower arrangement and also a representative in the person of an unimportant royal.
After the funeral James was delivered back to what was now his estate since there were no other heirs. There were provision for refreshments for those attending the funeral but none were actually expected to return to the mansion.
He immediately sought Simon. He was feeling a bit horny from the restraints of the funeral. This was not in a large house and one of the parlor maids said that he might be found in the stable area. She gigged annoyingly.
James entered the stable. It now held only three horses. Not much task for Toby, the husky red headed groom. The stable had once housed nine horses when fox hunts were held on the twenty acre grounds. But that was the old days.
As he entered the barn he did not call out for he heard sounds coming from up the stairs, He walked up with a steady quiet treat and turned the corner where the door stood open. The sight that greeted him almost made him stagger perilously near the stair landing.
He was greeted by the sight of Simon's handsome arse, bare and opening and closing as he thrust back and forth into the grooms compliant hole. Toby's strong, red haired legs were wrapped about Simon's waist. James could see the lad's face, red with passion, as he turned this way and that in his throes of coming orgasm. James listened a minute to Simon's grunts as he pleased his sexual partner and Toby's cries, almost girlish, as he tumbled to his completion.
James decided not to call attention to his presence and intended to slip away unnoticed but just as he backed away near the landing Simon turned his head and James thought that he might have caught a glimpse of his being there.
James returned to his room and began removing his dark clothes worn at the funeral when the door burst opened and Simon, bare foot and half dressed, burst in. He held out his arms in supplication.
"Dear Lord James I hope what you witnessed did not distress you. Toby became as one of my old customers, though young and quite delicious. What I mean is that he opportuned me offering a fine sum to have me fuck him. I do need some pocket money and I obliged. Naturally there was no love between us as I hope there is between your Lordship and me."
James was softened by this speech and said, "Let Toby wank when he has needs. As for you, I point to the strong box in the corner that contains a few thousand pounds. You may avail yourself of whatever you need without accounting to me."
Simon laughed in glee. "I am the discoverer of a treasure, you and that strong box. But now is there anything I can do for you my dearest Lord?"
"Yes there is. Very definitely there is. I desire a fuck."
"Wonderful. I held back with Toby and am ready to thrust into your beautiful bottom and have both of us spend together."
"That is not my intention. I desire to take my droit seigneur. I ask...nay order you to undress and lay yourself on your back on the bed and lift your strong legs and hold them aloft with your big hands."
Simon at first laughed merrily but then, as he realized that James was more than serious, his expression become looked dismayed. "Though I love you I have never been entered. It is a rule with me to fuck but never be fucked. Already I have suckled you, I departure from my usual habit as I always received the service."
"You are talking a lot and wasting time, my cock is beginning to drip. Assume the position I described or leave this room and leave this house. You may take the clothes you are wearing only."
Simon sighed. Even James could see that it was a mixture of fear, but also yearning for a new adventure. Meekly he undressed and lay down on his back and did lift his legs and held them with each hand around them at the thighs.
James threw off his clothes but never left off staring at the compliant boy waiting for him. His breathing was deepening with each moment until he was sighing with each breath. As he neared his prey Simon sucked in his breath and held it fearfully. He was not used to being used sexually yet the idea had stiffened his cock more than it had ever been.
James had planned to enter quickly, to overcome any reluctance by such a surprise move but he encountered a problem immediately as Simon, consciously or unconsciously, closed his opening, barring James tool from the hot passage. At first James was baffled on how to continue but then he remembered something from his childhood. There were Simon's big manly feet just inches from James soft hands and fingers. He touched the bottom of James's feet. Immediately there was a loud intake of breath.
James pursued. He scraped his finger nails over the area again and Simon emitted a loud grunt, almost a choked off giggle. James was enjoying this power. He then began a steady scraping on the sensitive feet and Simon lost all control over his dignify as he began trying to pull his feet away whilst giggling like a girlish child.
This attach on Simon proved the perfect method to make him forget to tighten his sphincter and surely it flew open and welcomed James' long curved penis inside. As James allowed himself a momentary sheltered rest for his rampant cock, Simon realized that he had been duped. His face was angry, but as James began to pull halfway out, Simon experienced, with wonder, that he missed the intruder. He had not long to consider this as James rammed back. Simon whooped in surprise but he also realized that each time James began a thrust and then pulled up, that he, Simon, was trying to follow the action as if to recapture the full feeling.
James watched the former criminal's face as he began a full sexual gallop. Simon's face no longer was angry. It seemed ecstatic with pleasure as he began to enjoy giving up his independence to allow being used. He felt glowing love for the boy who was studiously fucking him even though he knew that James was intent on his own eventual release.
"Fuck me hard, with respect, My Lord. Do not hold back."
James gruffly replied, "I shall not spare you until you spurt you milk on your own hairy belly."
Simon groaned at the master's words, enjoying being a servant for the first time. Suddenly his eyes opened widely and his mouth followed. Feelings of helplessness were seething throughout his body. He had never felt a coming o rganasm so invade his body. It was terrifying, yet thrilling. He cried out his worry, "Oh Sir, I am approaching the moment."
James could see sweat breaking out all over the street boy's chest and neck, goose flesh roamed up and down as well and Simon set to moaning and crying as tears spilled out of his eyes.
James began to feel a vibration within Simon's insides and that massaged James' organ bringing it to the pitch of cuming. His head was thrust back and his face contorted with the power of his imminent release.
Simon's face was contorted with the beginning of his ejaculation. It spurted thick white spooge over his chin and chest as he writhed and moaned helplessly. James lost awareness for a time as his cock began to spew inside Simon. Finally he fell upon James, trying to recover.
"Oh you have done it now," wailed Simon. "I have lost my superior position forever. I shall be a piteous beggar now, begging to be fucked."
"And I, a kindly lord will offer you, no coins, but heavy thrusts. Now a quick kiss to seal the bargain."
"My dear Lord, sir, what about poor Toby? Shall I desert him and his requirements?"
"No we will both make the horse boy happy in the future, but no exchange of money. All will be free."
The lads nestled together and soon entered the realm of sleep.
The End