Lost Love

Lost Love By Adam Stewart

I loved my parents and was always happy during the early years of my childhood. I was an only child which is probably why I was spoilt but things began to change when I was seven years old. My mother became very ill with cancer and although she continued life as best as she could, I could tell she was in pain most of the time and my father found it difficult to live with as well. As a result, he turned to drink leaving me and my mother to cope the best we could. By the time I was eight, she was no longer able to cope with the day to day tasks of bringing up a child so I was sent to a boys boarding school in Leeds which was where my parents lived.

By the age of twelve, I knew I was different from most of my school mates but wasn't sure why. I'd made friends with another boy named Eric who was the same age as me; our birthdays were only a month apart. Our fellow pupils were frequently talking about the girls at the nearby school and whom we often saw at communal events or when we were led like a crocodile to the local swimming baths for our weekly swim. By the age of fourteen both Eric and I knew we had no interest in girls and because he and I were inseparable, we were called the `two poofs' by the other boys. At first I was unaware of what the term meant until I looked it up, and then one day, Eric asked "Do you think you're gay; I'm sure I am."

I thought for a moment wondering whether to admit to my own feelings but since he'd admitted his and he was my best friend, and my only true friend, I said I had the same feelings. "You won't tell anyone will you" I hastily added.

"Of course not; it's our secret."

From thereon we were inseparable and during holidays I spent most of my time at his house rather than my own. My mother was now virtually an invalid and my father drank to excess, which was his way of dealing with the situation. Eric and I frequently drooled over other boys, especially in the showers after swimming or sport. Our school played football and cricket, both of which Eric and I had no interest in at all. As a result, we were placed well out of harm's way whilst the other boys, who took the sport seriously, got on with the game. We'd invariably end up moving nearer enough to each other so we could talk and comment on another boy's legs, or other parts of their anatomy.

The school was situated in an old Victorian building which in places was falling apart. One advantage of such a building was that it had many nooks and crannies where you could hide when you weren't required to be in class, doing homework or sport. Eric and I spent many an hour huddled in some hidden corner where nobody else ventured so we could enjoy each other's company. We were now both fifteen and well developed in the lower regions so were very conscious of our bodies. We'd kiss and cuddle having a good feel of the reaction our close contact caused inside our trousers. Up to now we'd not gone further despite wanting to.

The dormitories were small so each only accommodated four boys. Eric and I were in the same dorm and during the early years always had two other boys with us. Eric and I were bullied mercilessly because of our perceived sexuality and the other two boys used to make us suck their dicks even though neither of them were gay. As we reached puberty, they'd show us pictures of naked women and ridicule us for not getting an erection like them. They even forced us to watch heterosexual porn on a laptop which one of the guys owned. Eric and I decided to let them have their fun just to keep the peace even though we were both dying to explore each other's bodies.

When we were both sixteen, the other two boys left. One set of parents decided their son was not achieving anything so removed him and the other's parents moved abroad so took him with them. Throughout the summer period, Eric and I wondered who'd be joining us in our dorm when school started again. As usual I spent most of my holiday with Eric at his house and I slept in his room. His parents thought I was using a camp bed beside his but once we were sure they'd not be disturbing us I'd slip into his so we could rub our naked bodies together. By now we knew how to excite each other and frequently sucked each other off. For his sixteenth birthday his parents gave him a laptop so we'd log onto gay porn sites and watch guys fucking.

"Do you fancy doing that?" Eric asked one night.

"Dunno" I replied not sure what it would feel like to have another guy's cock up my arse. "Do you?"

Eric said he did and had dreamt of me fucking him. "Would you?"

"What about lubrication; don't we need that?"

"Are you prepared to go into a shop and ask for condoms and lube" Eric laughed. I said I wasn't sure I could do that; we were only sixteen. Instead he said he'd take some of his mother's olive oil from the kitchen when she wasn't looking so he found a small bottle and we filled it up.

We'd watched lots of gay porn by this time so knew the basic positions. That night, I first fingered his entrance with well-oiled fingers and from the groans of pleasure he let out it was clearly enjoyable which made me want to experience it too. He'd decided to go on all fours and stick his arse up in the air. The sight of his naked butt and the entrance that was now on view, caused my own organ to harden immediately. I lubricated the end of my cock and gently pushed up against the entrance.

"Ah fuck" he cried out so I immediately stopped afraid of hurting him. "No, keep going; it's wonderful." I pushed a bit harder and suddenly the head of my large cock slipped inside. The feel of my flesh against his caused my whole body to shiver with excitement.

"Oh fuck; you've no idea how this feels Eric; it's the most wonderful feeling I've ever experienced."

"Same here mate; the feel of your cock inside me is beautiful."

I continued thrusting in and out of his channel for some time before I felt my seed rising and I knew I was going to reach my climax. "Oh god; I'm coming."

"Yeah; fill my arse up with your lovely hot spunk."

Within seconds I was shooting ribbon after ribbon inside him and when I was spent I felt totally exhausted. "Ah fuck; that was awesome" I exclaimed as I pulled out and collapsed on the bed beside him.

"It sure was mate; it was fucking awesome." He settled over my naked body and we kissed as he rubbed his hot hard organ against mine. Within seconds he was shooting his load causing a sticky mess between us but neither cared. He lowered his head and kissed me. Without saying anything our tongues were exploring each other's mouth and our bodies were tingling all over. I'd never felt anything like it before. When the kiss ended, he looked into my eyes and smiled. "I love you Alec."

For a moment, my heart stopped. I suddenly realised that I loved him too. We'd known each other for eight years now and I knew I liked him a lot. He'd been my best friend all those years but suddenly I realised our relationship had changed. "I love you too Eric" I replied before giving him another intense kiss.

When we'd cleaned ourselves up we snuggled up in his bed and held each other tight. "I want to be with you forever" I whispered into his ear.

"And me with you; we'll never be apart."

We were woken the following morning by a loud knock on the bedroom door. "Time to get up boys" Eric's father shouted as he tried opening the door which Eric had locked the previous night when we'd made our first incursion into sex. Eric shot up to unlock it and I hastily got into my camp bed.

"What's with the locked door?" his father asked clearly not pleased that he couldn't get into his son's bedroom. "What have you two been up to?" he asked looking at us in turn.

"Nothing" Eric replied, "I must have locked it by mistake last night".

"Mm" his father replied and looked at me to see if I had anything to say but I decided to say nothing. Although I was always welcome at his house, I often had the feeling he wasn't too sure about me. Eric's mother on the other hand always welcomed me with open arms and said I was always welcome to stay whenever I wanted knowing my mother's situation.

After breakfast, we went out on our bikes and when we passed through the town, we plucked up the courage to go into a chemists and find some lube. "What about condoms?" I whispered.

"Can't see the point; neither of us have had sex before so neither of us are likely to infect the other so I vote we continue doing it raw."

I smiled at Eric's terminology which I knew he'd picked up from watching gay porn in which guys fucked bareback but referred to it as being raw. I picked up some chocolate to add to our purchase and hastily found a self-service checkout. It was times like this that I was thankful for such conveniences rather than having to face an assistant at the till.

Eric suggested we go to a park where we could cycle. Once there he led me down a track I'd not been down before. "Where does this lead?" I shouted.

"You'll see" he giggled.

Eventually the track ended and we pushed our bikes along a narrow path through some bushes.

"What the fuck is this?" I exclaimed when we were confronted with a small dilapidated shack.

"Fuck knows but it's been like this for years. I found it a long time ago when I was exploring one day." He opened a door and we took our bikes inside before closing the door behind us. Surprisingly, it was dry inside and there was some fresh hay on the floor. Eric explained that he'd found some nearby and laid it down to lie on the last time he'd come. He slipped off the bag on his back and pulled out a small rug. "I love coming here, stripping off and lying down naked imagining I'm out in the wild somewhere."

I giggled but the thought of him lying naked was certainly a turn on which resulted in an erection forming. Without further ado, he fastened a piece of wood across the door to lock it and stripped naked. Not wanting to miss out, I did the same. There was just enough light shining through cracks in the wooden slats to see each other but for what we had in mind, who needed light!

We lay on the blanket and held each other tight. It felt perfect and I was so happy. We kissed and petted each other, feeling our burgeoning erections as we did so.

"Can I fuck you Alec?"

I said he could and heard him open the lube we'd purchased earlier. He told me to go on my back and pull my legs over my chest to expose my entrance. I then felt him finger my hole. "Ah fuck, yeah" I exclaimed out loud "That feels awesome". Without saying anything he then pressed the big head of his cock up against it and told me to relax. I did and felt the head push its way inside. Soon my whole channel was filled with his cock which was much the same size as mine. "That is fucking beautiful" I cried out as he slowly thrust in and out.

"You've got a beautiful arse to fuck" he gasped as he continued fucking. Quite how he knew mine was any better than others I wasn't sure since this was his first time but I smiled at him seeing that he was clearly enjoying it every bit as much as I'd done when I fucked him the previous night. Suddenly he yelled that he was coming and his whole body went into spasms as his man seed filled me up. When he was spent, he pulled out and collapsed on top of me. We kissed without a care in the world and wanted this to go on forever.

When the master entered our dorm and introduced our new roommate, our hearts stopped and our mouths dropped. Standing before us was the most beautiful guy we'd ever seen. "This is Jamal from Trinidad and I want you guys to look after him and show him around." Eric and I shook his hand and as I did so I was sure that Jamal squeezed it and smiled. Not just because we were being introduced but as if he was trying to tell me something. When the master left us, Eric and I jumped forward to welcome Jamal and I realised Eric had the same feeling. I'd not interacted with black guys before although I'd seen them around; Jamal was the sweetest guy you could imagine. He told us that his parents had packed him off to England to be educated so had no family here.

"Doesn't Trinidad have schools?" Eric grinned.

Jamal smiled and his white teeth shone like pearls. "They do but my father wanted to teach me a lesson. I had a very good friend at home and my father didn't approve of our relationship."

"Do I take it this friend was male?" I asked having picked up the gist of what he was trying to tell us. He nodded and waited for our reaction. "In that case you're in good company" I smiled and took hold of his hand again. Just the feel of his warm flesh against mine sent shivers of excitement through my body which resulted in a bulge inside my tight fitting trousers.

"Ah" Eric grinned having realised what Jamal was trying to tell us. "We're gay too and Alec is my boyfriend."

Jamal gave a sigh of relief and shook our hands yet again. "Brilliant; I imagined I'd have to keep my sexuality a secret. Being gay in Nigeria is illegal and in some states you can be stoned to death if you're found to be gay. My father thought he was disciplining me by sending me here. He's not too bright and didn't realise that homosexuality over here is legal. Fortunately, my uncle did and paid for me to come. What my father doesn't realise is that my uncle is a closet gay but since he's married with two sons, he has to keep it under wraps."

"But he told you" I commented.

Jamal chuckled. "Yeah, on the way to the airport. He knows I won't spill the beans and he knows I'll never go back whatever happens. So there we are guys, that's my story, what's yours?"

"Nothing compared to yours" Eric said "but it's good to have you on board. Just be aware that despite homosexuality being legal here, the majority of the idiots in this place will bully you mercilessly if they find out so keep your head down."

Jamal laughed. "And there was me thinking life would be a barrel of laughs over here but at least the three of us can be what we are when we're alone."

"That's if they don't put a fourth guy in here who's not of the same persuasion" I replied.

"If they do then we'll have to convert him" Eric laughed.

Jamal grinned and proceeded to unpack his things. I couldn't stop watching him.

"He's quite something isn't he" Eric whispered. I nodded and gave him a kiss.

"Hey; I hope you two aren't gonna leave me out of any action that takes place" Jamal laughed.

"Of course not" Eric replied, "come on Alec, let's give this guy a big hug."

We did but it didn't stop there. Soon we were kissing and feeling each other's attributes. If it hadn't been for the fact that we had to go to the refectory for our meal, I'm fairly certain things would have progressed a lot further.

Later, when we'd endured a boring address from the headmaster which he gave at the start of every new school year, we slipped off to our dorm. Eric locked the door by jamming a chair beneath the handle and we got down to business. We were soon stark naked and admiring each other, or more to the point, Eric and I were admiring Jamal's beautiful black body whilst he admired ours. We soon had hard-ons and manoeuvred ourselves so we could all suck a cock.

"Who wants to be fucked?" Jamal asked.

"I do if you're offering" I replied. Eric looked at me with a look of hurt. "Don't worry, I still love you and he can fuck you next." He grinned and watched Jamal prepare the beautiful black cock I'd been sucking.

"Courtesy of my uncle" he laughed holding up the ultra-thin condom, "he reckoned they may come in handy".

"I like the sound of your uncle" I giggled.

"Why doesn't he leave Nigeria and go somewhere he can be himself?" Eric asked.

"Because he loves his family and can't leave them. Now, what about this fuck?"

I liked Jamal. He said things as they were. I knelt on my bed and offered my arse. I felt his black cock press against my entrance and slowly slip in. As he fucked, I imagined his black cock sliding in and out of me. It was a real turn on. It also felt good. After a while, he asked Eric if he wanted to be fucked. He was on the bed beside me within a flash to offer his arse. Jamal pulled out of me and I watched him press the stiff rod into Eric. I was captivated and as he fucked, I massaged my own erection. Jamal had just reached his climax when we heard others going to their dorms. We hastily slipped on our boxer shorts which we were required to sleep in and Eric removed the chair blocking the door.

"Are you lads ready for bed" Mr Hopkins asked as he entered the room.

"Yes, sir" we replied.

"You two must make Jamal feel welcome because he has no family over here so is on his own."

I looked at Eric trying not to laugh, bearing in mind what we'd just finished doing. Mr Hopkins, who was the teacher in charge of our year's dorms, then settled us into bed. When he'd left and shut the door, Jamal said "He's gay".

"What makes you say that?" Eric asked.

"I could tell by the way he was looking at us; his eyes kept dropping to the bulges in our boxer shorts and he was very hands on when I got into bed."

I agreed having noticed how intimate he'd always been with me and Eric yet with other boys, who were clearly not gay, he was very hands-off. He was a good teacher and we both liked him; he also had a good body on him.

"Yeah, I think you could be right" Eric agreed.

We settled down in our separate beds and I so wished I could snuggle up with Eric but we both knew that would be dangerous if we fell asleep and were found in the same bed the following morning. As I lay there thinking of him and our new friend, my mind also wandered onto Mr Hopkins. I estimated him to be in his mid thirties and wondered whether he had a partner. I also tried to imagine what he'd be like in bed and my body reacted in the usual way.

Over the next few weeks, our friendship with Jamal became stronger and we had sex with each other as often as we could. Most times Eric and I took him to one of our hideouts where we were safer from being caught. The bullies continued making their jibes to me and Eric but we ignored them. Seeing that Jamal was closely associated with us, one of them said "Are you a poof too?"

"If I am that's my business and not yours but from my experience, those who feel the need to ask are closet gays as well."

The boy concerned became angry and grabbed the lapels of Jamal's jacket. "You fucking black bastard" he shouted. Within a flash, Jamal kneed him in the groin and threw him to the ground. Eric and I looked on with awe as the guy scrambled to his feet and ran off. It was the last time he ever spoke to the three of us.

"Wow, that was impressive" I commented.

"Where I come from you have to know how to defend yourself" he laughed.

Several weeks into the term, I was told to go and see the headmaster. As I made my way, I tried to think what I'd done wrong. "Come in Alec and sit down." I did so knowing that something was wrong, especially as there was a police officer sitting there. "I'm afraid I have some bad news Alec."

My mind froze and I think I said "Is it mum?"

"I'm sorry to have to inform you Alec" the police officer intervened, "that both your parents were involved in a road traffic accident; it's come to light that your father was over the legal alcohol limit and crashed his car whilst taking your mother to hospital for one of her chemo treatment sessions; I believe she had cancer. I'm so very sorry."

I nodded still trying to take in what I was hearing. "You mean they're both dead" I said having seen his sad face.

"I'm afraid so; I really am sorry; this must be a terrible shock for you."

I was still trying to process the information whilst he explained that the car had crashed into a solid stone wall and that both of them would have been killed instantly by the impact, especially my father who it seemed wasn't wearing a seatbelt. The headmaster then said that the police needed me to formally identify the bodies so he'd arranged for Mr Hopkins to take me when I was ready to do so. The police officer left and Mr Hopkins was called. He immediately put his arm round me and led me to a small meeting room along the corridor.

"You let me know when you're ready to go Alec; there's no hurry."

"Before we go, I'd like to tell my best friend otherwise he'll be worried about me."

"I imagine that's Eric" he smiled. I nodded and he called our classroom and asked the teacher to send Eric along to see us. When he arrived, I burst into tears and threw my arms round him. Whilst Eric hugged me, Mr Hopkins explained what had happened. Eric let out a long cry of anguish and held me tight in his arms. He even gave me a kiss on the lips not concerned that Mr Hopkins was watching us. When I'd calmed down, he suggested we make a move. I wanted to ask that Eric join us but was too upset to get the words out so he left us and Mr Hopkins led me out to his car.

"It's very kind of you to take me" I managed to say once seated in his car.

"It's the least I can do Alec; and call me Ray whilst we're out of school." As he said this he placed a hand on my thigh and gently patted it. Despite my feeling of sadness, I felt my cock react.

At the police station I was taken to the mortuary and asked to identify both bodies. I confirmed they were my parents and we left.

"Would you like to come home with me for a while and have a rest?" Ray asked. I replied that I'd rather go to my own home. Once inside, he slipped off my school blazer and removed my tie. He was very gentle and for some inexplicable reason I hoped he'd go further. I led him up to my room and he watched me undress. When I was down to my tight briefs which showed off my large cock to perfection, I suddenly burst into tears. The reality of the situation hit me and I realised I'd never see my parents again who I'd loved so much.

Ray immediately took me into his arms and hugged me. His hand rubbed up and down my naked back and over my thinly covered buttocks. He pressed our bodies together and I was conscious of my growing organ pressing against his. I knew this was wrong but I wanted it so I pressed my body against his some more. Neither of us said anything and after a few moments my tears stopped. His hands were still caressing my naked body and I felt some fingers slip down inside the back of my briefs and rest on my naked buttocks. My cock was now hard and from what I could feel, so was his. He gently kissed me on the cheek and lifted my chin with his free hand so he could look into my eyes.

"You are truly beautiful" he muttered before composing himself and returning to his teacher mode. "I think you'd better lie down." He pulled back the bedcovers and I laid down. Neither of us attempted to cover me so I lay there virtually naked with an engorged organ bulging my briefs. He pulled up a chair and sat beside my bed gazing at my exposed body.

"Try and sleep Alec; I'll sit here in case you need me" Ray said and patted my naked thigh.

"Thank you" I replied and placed a hand on top of his which was within inches of my enlarged organ. I looked at him and noticed his eyes were fixed on the bulge inside my briefs. I left my hand over his wanting to keep it there. I closed my eyes and thought about him, wondering what size of cock he had. I knew I couldn't sleep but kept my eyes closed pretending to doze off. My mind wavered between the fact that I was now an orphan and the guy sitting beside me. I let my hand slip off his as if I'd gone to sleep. I heard the rustle of clothes and cracked open one eye to watch his other hand feel himself. He then unfastened his trousers and pulled out his erect cock. As he slowly massaged it, he moved his hand from my thigh onto my bulge and gently squeezed it. My cock reacted and was soon rock hard. "Nice cock" I whispered and moved my hand onto his to take over the massaging.

"Oh god, I thought you were asleep; I'm so sorry; I don't know what came over me."

"Don't worry Ray; this is between us and us alone; I won't say anything to anybody. I need comforting so why not slip your clothes off and join me on the bed."

He looked at me somewhat embarrassed. "You realise I'd lose my job if this came out."

"Then we'll have to make sure it doesn't" I smiled "apart from your cock." I immediately removed my own briefs and my erection sprang to life. I still couldn't understand why I was feeling like this having been told that the two people I loved had been killed in a car crash but I needed comforting and I could think of no better way than having the naked guy I'd been dreaming about lying beside me. He hastily slipped off his clothes and I admired his naked body. It was as good as I'd imagined. His cock was large like mine and his balls hung down low. I immediately grabbed them and he let out a satisfied groan of pleasure. Once down on the bed beside me he took me into his arms and kissed me full on the lips. Our cocks rubbed together which did nothing to cool our ardour.

As we kissed and massaged each other, I thought of Eric. I just hoped he never found out about this because the last thing I wanted to do was lose him. I did truly love him but I wanted to experience sex with more than him and Jamal. I ran my hand down Ray's manly chest before taking hold of his erection. He knelt over me and offered it to my mouth. I accepted it greedily and sucked the long length. He pushed it down my throat and for a moment I thought I was going to gag but I relaxed and felt the large head pass the restriction. He pumped away for several minutes. Suddenly he pulled out and looked at me. "You really are beautiful."

"Would you fuck me" I replied.

Without saying anything he lay back on the bed and told me to kneel across him. He grabbed a condom and a packet of lube from his jacket and prepared his cock. "I'm always prepared" he grinned. "Now sit on it; then I can wank you off at the same time." I'd never done this before so it was a new experience. He held his stiff cock in the air and I slowly sank down on it. The long thick organ filled me up and it felt wonderful. "Oh yes" he groaned and started lifting my body up and down. I then used my knees to piston myself up and down and he grabbed hold of my waving cock. "Mm, such a beautiful cock."

We continued like this for several minutes before I spewed my load all over his chest which was shortly followed by him reaching his climax inside me. When we were both spent, I collapsed on top of him and we kissed again.

"Thank you Alec; that was beautiful."

"Thank you; I needed that to make me forget what I've been told today."

"Did you love your parents?"

I nodded. "Yeah very much but the past year or so was difficult what with mum's cancer and dad's drinking."

"We all manage problems in our life in different ways."

"I chuckled; yeah, I suppose we do. Having sex with you has certainly helped me accept what has happened."

"You're very mature Alec both physically and mentally; I admire you; I'm not sure I could have coped as well as you have today if I'd lost my parents like that."

"Are they still alive?"

"My dad died of a heart attack just over a year ago and my mum is now in a home because she went to pieces when he died. I don't expect her to last much longer; I think she's lost the will to live."

"Does she know you're gay?"

"Yep; I came out to both of them several years ago and they both took it very well so I was lucky. What about you; did your parents know?"

I shook my head. "I wish now I'd had the courage to tell them but it's too late now."

He took my head into my hands and kissed me on the lips. "I'd like you to feel you can come to me and talk about things whenever you wish, now you've got nobody."

"Thanks, but I do have Eric."

"Ah yes; do you love him?"

I nodded. "Yeah, we love each other very much and we both love Jamal as well."

Ray chuckled. "So three gays together; just as well I put Jamal in your dorm." He kissed me again and said we'd better get back to the school so we got up, cleaned ourselves and dressed. Before we left we switched the power off and I said out loud, "I love you both wherever you are". What would happen to the house I had no idea but that could wait for the moment. Just before I opened the front door, Ray took me into his arms again. "Don't forget what I told you Alec; you can talk to me whenever you want but what's happened here must remain a secret."

I smiled. "Don't worry; I've got as much to lose as you if this got out but thanks; it really helped, otherwise I'd have been a heap on the floor." I then placed a hand in his crotch and said "Perhaps we can do it again sometime". He grinned and we left.

Back at school, several boys came up to me and said how sorry they were to hear my news. Even the bullies gave me their condolences which was a surprise. Eric whispered when we were alone "I'll give you an extra special fuck tonight and Jamal said he'll do the same." I smiled and tried not to think about what Ray and I had done.

The remainder of that term seemed to fly by. There was the funeral at which loads of people attended, most of whom I didn't know apart from Eric's parents and Eric of course. Eric's father helped me deal with all the legal stuff and decide what to do with the house. In the end I decided to sell it since it would have too many memories. I thought about buying a flat but decided not to as I wasn't sure what I'd be doing when I left school. Instead, I rented a small studio flat where I could keep my personal possessions and of course it provided a place for me and Eric to have sex whenever we could, having made sure that I kept mum and dad's double bed to give us more room for our sexual antics. The sale of the house and mum and dad's money provided an income having got Ray to help me invest it so I could afford a place of my own. It was nothing special but it served a purpose for the time being. Eric and I had also celebrated our seventeenth birthday in the November.

When Christmas came, Eric's mum invited me to stay with them but we both knew that Jamal had nowhere to go so the three of us decided to stay in my studio flat. Eric's mum wasn't too happy but we agreed to go for lunch on Christmas Day and Boxing Day provided we could take Jamal with us. She agreed so the three of us were able to enjoy each other's company at night, most of which was spent having sex and watching porn on Eric's laptop.

Jamal had fitted in with us perfectly. He loved fucking as well as being fucked and we all got on really well. Before the term ended, Ray invited the three of us to his house over the Christmas holiday. "I'm holding a small drinks party so thought you guys might like to join me." We said we'd love to so it was agreed we'd go the day after Boxing Day. Since that day at my house, we'd not repeated it although I did take him up on his offer to talk to him about things and when we were alone and sure nobody would see or hear us, we did kiss and cuddle, having a good feel of each other as we did so. Some might find it odd that a sixteen year-old was attracted to a guy over twice his age but for some reason I did. It was purely a sexual attraction which I found fascinating so made the most of it whilst I could. Eric commented one day that Mr Hopkins seemed to take a lot of interest in me but I said he was sorry for me and had invited me to talk things through with him whenever I felt the need.

Christmas with Eric's parents was jovial enough but I was never sure about his dad and whether he really liked me. He hardly spoke to Jamal but we got through the two days somehow. Fortunately, Eric's mother was always pleased to see me and she also liked Jamal, saying he was a very polite young man. "Yeah, and he's got a gorgeous big black cock" Eric giggled when we were on our own.

Ray had asked us to go to his house at six so having bought some booze and a box of chocolates as a gift for him, we made our way. He lived in a typical three bed semi-detached house very much like the one my parents had owned. When he opened the door, we hardly recognised him. He was wearing a sexy open-necked sports shirt and tight fitting trousers which showed all. Knowing what it looked like in the flesh, it caused me to have an immediate reaction down below which was noticed by Eric and Jamal.

"Come on in; there's just you guys, so the four of us can enjoy some quality time together." He led us into the living room and we immediately noticed several large photos of male nudes adorning the walls. Some showed rears of guys and others showed full frontals but nothing pornographic. Whilst he prepared drinks for us we all walked round the room admiring the nudes.

"These are great" Jamal commented.

"Oh yes" Ray said casually, "I'm into photography so get guys to pose for me whenever I can."

I glanced at Ray and he smiled knowingly. I knew immediately that this was going to be an interesting evening. He gave us our drinks and we sat down opposite him. Eric and Jamal sat on the two seater sofa so I sat on the floor between their legs. We first chatted about what we'd done over Christmas and compared notes. Ray it seemed had done best by staying with a friend on Christmas Day and I wondered whether that had included sex.

"So the three of you are staying at Alec's flat. I imagine you're all having fun with each other" Ray grinned.

"We sure are" I replied and gave Ray a knowing look.

"Do you do your own photographic processing?" Eric asked. Ray said he did and had converted the third bedroom into a darkroom.

"Where do you get the models from?" Jamal asked.

"Whoever's willing to show all" Ray laughed. "Would you?"

"Yeah, it wouldn't bother me; how about you guys?"

Much to my surprise, Eric said it wouldn't bother him. "And I can't imagine it would bother you either Alec."

I glanced at Ray and grinned. "No, I don't have a problem with showing all."

"So are you guys saying you'd like to pose for me?" We looked at each other and said we were. "Great; after we've had some food we'll get down to business."

I helped Ray fetch the food he'd prepared from the kitchen and whilst there he whispered "Seems I'm going to enjoy seeing your naked body again".

"And what about yours?" I grinned.

"Let's see how things pan out; who knows what will happen once the alcohol flows" he giggled but I had a feeling he had it all planned out.

"That was delicious food" Jamal told Ray when we'd had our fill.

"Thank you Jamal. So are we ready to bare all?"

"Yeah bring it on" Eric laughed and took another swig from his glass of whisky. Whilst the three of us stripped off, Ray prepared his camera. I'm not an expert on cameras but this one looked very expensive and professional. He then took photos of us from the rear, the side and full frontals in various poses. I found it very erotic and soon had an erection as did the other two. I could tell from the bulge inside Ray's tight trousers that he too was becoming sexually excited. He removed his shirt, kicked off his sandals and I grinned at him hoping he'd go further. As if reading my mind he slipped off his trousers to expose a sexy pair of briefs which showed off his full erection.

"How about I take some shots of Jamal sucking both your cocks." The others agreed so Eric and I stood in front of a kneeling Jamal and we fed our cocks into his mouth whilst Ray clicked away on his camera. Eric looked at me and grinned and I guessed what he was thinking. I asked Jamal if he'd like me to fuck him and he agreed. Eric and I bent him over the end of the sofa. Ray produced condoms and lube so I slicked my stiff cock with lube and thrust it in. The three of us had agreed that we'd have raw sex between ourselves but always use protection with anyone else. Ray became very excited at seeing my white cock thrusting in and out of Jamal's black arse. He changed over cameras and I realised he was filming the action with a video camera. He hadn't asked if that was okay but I decided `in for a penny, in for a pound'. I had a feeling we were in for a lot more excitement yet.

After a while, Eric took over fucking Jamal whilst Ray continued filming. As he did so, I moved behind him and reached round to feel his erection. He let out several satisfied groans as I massaged the bulge and then slipped my hand down inside his briefs. I decided to go the whole way and slipped them off him so he too was stark naked. Eric had been watching me and grinned.

"How about you give Jamal a good hard fuck whilst I film you" I said to Ray. He readily agreed so Eric pulled out and Ray took over having shown me how to operate the camera. Having prepared his cock with one of his ultra-thin condoms, I filmed his big thick cock slide into Jamal's arse. Both guys groaned with pleasure. I zoomed in on the cock thrusting in and out and then panned out again. I was pleased with the result when I saw it later.

Eric then wanted to feel Ray's cock inside him so he changed places with Jamal and I filmed my boyfriend being fucked by our teacher. This was very erotic. It was then my turn so Eric took over the filming whilst I was being fucked by Ray.

In between fucks we had yet more whisky so were all high on sex and alcohol after a few hours. "How about we film you being fucked by us" I said to Ray.

"Yeah but first I want to film Jamal fucking you guys. I love watching black cock fuck a white arse."

Eric went first and I watched Jamal's big black naked cock slowly penetrate my boyfriend's arse. It was very erotic and I couldn't wait to feel it inside me. Ray's cock was jumping up and down with excitement as he filmed. Several minutes later, Jamal pulled out and I changed places with Eric to receive Jamal's cock up my arse. "Yeah, that is so beautiful" Ray muttered.

"Sure is" Eric laughed, "I love seeing that black cock fucking my lover's arse".

When Jamal had finished, we all looked at Ray. "Your turn to be well and truly fucked" Eric laughed. Ray grinned and bent over the sofa ready to accept our cocks. We fucked him one after the other whilst one of us filmed the action. It too was very erotic and I couldn't wait to see the footage.

It was midnight by the time we'd finished and everyone was still high on sex and alcohol. Ray said we could stay over if we wanted so we all agreed we would, but sleep was the last thing on our mind.

"How about we watch the footage we've recorded" I said, so Ray linked the camera to the television and we sat back and watched.

"Fuck, that's so hot" Jamal said. "I'd love a copy of that."

"I think we should all have a copy since we've agreed to being filmed" I laughed.

Ray said he was prepared to give us a copy on one condition. "What has taken place here this evening has to remain between us and the film must never be shown to anyone else."

"I'm certainly not going to broadcast the fact that we've been fucked by our teacher and fucked him" Jamal laughed. Eric and I agreed so Ray said he'd run off a copy for each of us.

"Do you have any other films?" I asked guessing that he did. Ray grinned and pulled out of a drawer several others he'd done. They were equally as good as ours and I noticed they were all young guys like us being fucked. I was tempted to ask whether they too were students but decided not to.

It was three in the morning when we decided to rest so Ray went up to his bedroom leaving us three guys to crash out on the living room floor.

"Who fancies another fuck before we go to sleep?" Jamal grinned. Needless to say both Eric and I said we'd love one so went on all fours and offered our arses to receive his beautiful big black cock.

It was mid-morning when Ray woke us. The three of us were sprawled naked on the floor on the blankets he'd provided. We all looked up and were pleased to see he too was still naked and sporting a morning erection. "Do you want us to take care of that for you?" Jamal grinned.

"I was rather hoping you would" Ray laughed. "In fact I wouldn't mind taking yours and Alec's cock up my arse at the same time." We both agreed to that idea and Eric said he'd film the action so it could be added to the copy he was giving us. Ray told Jamal to lie flat on the floor and he lowered himself over Jamal's black cock which as usual was fully erect. I then moved up behind and slipped mine in on top of Jamal's. I then proceeded to thrust mine in and out until I was reaching my climax and Jamal his. Whilst he was being double fucked, Ray massaged his own cock so that too was spewing its morning load in due course.

We spent the rest of the day with Ray and having more sex before finally going home that evening with a copy of the footage we'd filmed. We spent the rest of the evening viewing it again by which time we were all ready for more sex but this time Eric and I gave Jamal a good roasting.

One advantage of being in the sixth form was that you were allowed to go out at weekends and even some evenings. Jamal, Eric and I made good use of the pass system which was issued by the form teacher; in our case this was Ray so in view of what we'd done with him and allowed him to do, he always signed off whatever pass we needed. When we were in class we behaved as a pupil was expected to do but whenever we were alone with him, the relationship changed. I used several excuses to have a private word with him and whenever I did, things always became sexually charged if the situation allowed and we were sure nobody was around. Some evenings he'd invite the three of us to his house having given us the pass to do so. Once there, he fucked us or we fucked him. It was an odd relationship but somehow it worked and nobody else became aware of what was going on.

During the Easter holiday, Jamal's uncle visited London so he went to stay with him in his hotel. His uncle worked for the Nigerian government and he had contacts in the Nigerian embassy in London. The purpose of the visit was to obtain the necessary paperwork for Jamal so he could stay in England when school ended. We'd all decided to leave as soon as we could since none of us were academic and knew we'd never obtain sufficient qualifications to go to university. Although we weren't too sure what we'd do when we left school, we had decided that the three of us should stay together if at all possible.

Having seen Jamal off on the train to London, Eric and I returned home.

"Fancy going to a gay bar tonight?" Eric asked. Since we seldom had the opportunity to go to one I immediately agreed so after we'd eaten our meal we got ourselves ready for a night out. The bar was packed but we squeezed our way through to buy our drinks. As we went, I noticed two black guys taking particular interest in us. They both looked very sexy and my body immediately reacted. When we'd purchased our drinks, we moved to one side and I noticed the couple making their way towards us.

"Hi, I'm Darrell and this is Lonnie." We all shook hands and Eric and I introduced ourselves. On the surface they seemed really nice guys and very sociable so we chatted away. They were in their early thirties and clearly had more experience of life than we need so both Eric and I admired them and wanted to be friends.

When we'd finished our drinks, Darrell offered to buy two more for us and Lonnie was packed off to the bar to get them. We'd been drinking whisky so we said we'd have the same again. When Lonnie returned, he passed the drinks over and I queried why they were not having another.

"Will do later" Darrell grinned and encouraged us to drink ours. After a while, I began to feel light headed. I was still conscious of what was happening around me but I became very compliant and agreed with everything that was said, which was unlike me. I noticed that Eric was doing the same but thought nothing of it.

"You guys are gorgeous" Darrell commented, "I bet you're both good fucks; how about we go back to our place".

I nearly choked on my drink at the suddenness of the remark but for some reason I immediately agreed. I looked at Eric and he too was saying he'd love to go back with them despite the fact that we hardly knew them.

"Drink up then guys and we'll get going; the night is young so plenty of fucking time" Darrell said and Lonnie nodded his agreement.

Eric and I swilled the remainder of our drinks back and having done so I felt even more compliant. We obediently followed them outside and then undertook a five-minute walk from the bar. They led us into what appeared to be a disused building although there were still grubby carpets on the floor.

"You live here" I giggled and was certainly not thinking straight.

"We use it as our fuck pad" Lonnie laughed. Darrell opened a door with a key and it went through my head that he must rent the place. We obediently followed and when the door was closed behind us, Darrell suddenly grabbed hold of my hands and held them behind my back. Lonnie had done the same to Eric and we both found that our hands were handcuffed.

"What the fuck" I yelled, at least I think I did because by now I wasn't sure what was happening. He then held a pad to my nose and I immediately calmed down. Lonnie did the same to Eric so we were now totally under the control of the two black guys. We were bundled down a corridor and into a room where there was a large mattress on the floor. We were thrown to the ground and our clothes were almost ripped from us until we were both stark naked. Darrell then pulled me onto my knees and tied my handcuffed hands to a bar above me so my arms were outstretched above my head. He then wrapped a rope round my balls several times and round my chest before tying it to the bar.

I glanced at Eric beside me and he was being given the same treatment. I then watched Darrell and Lonnie strip naked and both had big black cocks, the like of which I'd never seen before. I soon had Darrell's stuffed into my mouth and was told to suck it. I obeyed and he seemed pleased with what I was doing. I was then turned round and I felt his hands passing over my naked butt. Suddenly he used a whip across it followed by a hard slap. I was then pushed to the ground with my butt in the air and I felt his hands pull my entrance wide open and then a tongue lick it. I was now beginning to enjoy the experience despite being trussed up. Every so often, he pulled my cock and my balls between my legs and licked them which made my cock react. I next felt several fingers being pushed into my arse to open it up. I decided there must have been at least three. All this time, I was conscious of Eric being given the same treatment but there was nothing either of us could do to stop it. We were totally under the control of these two kidnappers.

Darrell then used a double ended dildo on me and pushed it right inside as far as it would go. In some circumstances I may have enjoyed it but knowing it was being forced on me, it wasn't that pleasant. Every now and then he used the whip across my butt and it began to sting.

After several minutes of being treated that way, I was turned round and told to suck Darrell's cock. When I wasn't sucking his, he was sucking mine but it refused to react. In the end I just lay back and let it all happen. His own cock was now fully erect and looked enormous. It was not only much longer than any I'd seen but was also much thicker. He turned me back onto my knees and lifted my butt into the air so he could fuck it. He did use lube but he didn't use protection. Once fully inside, I again enjoyed the feel of the naked black cock up my arse but knew I was being raped and had no say in the matter. I glanced across at Eric and he was being given the same treatment. Whatever Darrel did to me Lonnie did to Eric.

Having fucked me for several minutes, he went onto his back and told me to ride his massive organ. I did so and soon had it stuffed right inside me again. As I held myself up, he fucked. He'd also released one of my hands and instructed me to massage my own organ which slowly reacted so as he fucked, I had an erection. After a while, he threw me on my back, lifted my legs and stuffed his big black cock inside me. He then proceeded to fuck at a rate of knots. When he was near his climax, he told me to massage my own. He suddenly shot his load inside me and shortly afterwards I shot mine. I looked over to Eric and he was doing the same. My spare hand was then used to collect my spunk and I was told to lick it.

Having both reached our climax I hoped the session was over but it seemed not. By now the drug they'd given us had worn off but we were both shackled to the bar by our handcuffs.

"Let's have some more fun with these guys" Darrell giggled and released me from the bar. Lonnie did the same to Eric and we were led naked up to the top floor and taken out onto a roof terrace. At this point I wondered whether we'd ever see our clothes again since they'd been left behind. Our handcuffs were tied to the handrail that went round the circumference of the terrace and we were bent over. I was now looking down at the street below watching people pass by unaware of what was happening above their head. To stop us calling out, we'd each been fitted with a gag which was a dildo of some sort. I again felt Darrell's big long thick cock breach me and he fucked me senseless. The guy seemed to have an inordinate ability to keep a hard cock and shoot spunk. Having shot his load inside me again, I was turned round and told to suck his cock clean. He thrust the full length of the cock down my throat and I thought I was going to choke. I was turned round again and two, possibly three fingers were again thrust up my arse. These were followed by his stiff cock again and I was given another hard fuck.

We were next taken to a lower level and had our naked bodies pressed against the glass whilst we were fucked. I wanted to ask Eric if he was okay but the action was frantic. As Darrell fucked, he massaged my now erect organ which eventually shot its load all over the glass and I watched it slide down. By now, my body was numb so whatever was done to me had no real feeling apart from when I shot my own load; I don't think I'd ever shot so many in one session.

At the end of two hours, things came to a halt. We were taken to the top floor again and our ankles were tied together with rope. They then released the handcuffs so our hands were free.

"Cheerio guys; we're leaving now. There is a way out if you can find it" Darrell chucked as he and Lonnie left and locked the door to the room we were in behind them. I quickly untied my feet and did the same to Eric. We tried the door but it was well and truly locked. We looked around and noticed a hatch in one corner. I opened it and we crawled through to find ourselves back on the roof. We wandered around naked until we found the room we'd been in earlier on. We then made our way down six flights of stairs and eventually found the room where our clothes had been left.

"Fucking bastards" Eric exclaimed.

"I enjoyed the sex though" I laughed. We never saw Darrell and Lonnie again and we never frequented that bar again either.

Finally, the end of our schooling arrived and we said our goodbyes to Ray during another weekend of hot sex. We agreed to keep in contact but apart from a Christmas card each year we never met up. By this time, Jamal had got the necessary paperwork, courtesy of his uncle's intervention, which allowed him to remain and work in the UK. We'd also decided to run our own cleaning business. It had been Jamal's uncle who'd suggested it and we thought it a brilliant idea. All we required was suitable equipment and I had the money to buy that. The plan was that we'd offer our services to commercial properties such as offices and catering establishments, all of which required cleaning contractors. Being a small operation we could undercut the big boys in the cleaning market and do a better job.

We were planning to open up in Leeds but suddenly that idea was changed. Eric decided to come out to his parents since we were going to be living together, possibly in a flat that I planned to purchase using the money from my parents' estate. Once we'd left school, he went home to see his parents without me to make the big announcement and tell them about our plans for the future. An hour later he was knocking on my door with a large suitcase full of his personal items. I immediately sensed he was upset so took him into my arms. He then told me what had happened.

"He told me I was disgusting and said you had corrupted me. He then said he never wants you in his house again and I was to stop seeing you. I told him not to be so fucking stupid and that I was born the way I am as were you. I also told him that I'm seventeen and he can't stop me seeing who I want. I never got round to telling them we loved each other or about our plans for the future."

"What did your mum say?"

"She was stunned by his reaction and didn't say anything so I stormed up to my room and packed. I never want to see him again."

"Do you think your mum accepts you being gay?"

"Possibly, but she never said anything except when I was leaving and said he'll calm down but he's gone too far."

Just as I was getting my head round what had happened, my mobile rang. "Hello Alec, is Eric with you?" his mother asked.

"Yes" I curtly replied.

"Is he alright; I'm worried about him."

"He's very upset and feels his father has gone too far. Being gay is not easy you know and the people you expect to support you are your parents."

"I'm really sorry Alec; tell him I love him and don't have any problem with him being gay. I've seen how much you both love each other so I'm not surprised."

"Perhaps you should have said that when his father told him he was disgusting and forbade him to see me. We're in love with each other and are planning to set up in business together so you've lost your son I'm afraid."

"His father will calm down given time."

"From what Eric has told me, it's too late but why don't you speak to him and let him tell you."

I passed the phone to Eric and put my arm round him. From what I could gather, his mother did tell him she accepted his sexuality but his father had gone too far and even if he apologised, it wouldn't change what he'd said in anger. I was proud of him for standing up to his father but I knew he was very upset. It made me wonder what reaction I would have received from my parents had I been able to tell them. I liked to think they would have supported me.

We spent the next two hours discussing where we should set up our business since Eric now wanted to move away from Leeds. Jamal said we should move to London. "That was what my uncle recommended in the first place; in his view there's more opportunity there for a small business."

This made me think that perhaps that was the way to go. "Jamal and I have nothing to keep us in Leeds so it's only you Eric."

"I'm not staying in a place where my homophobic father lives so I vote we move to London."

So that's what we did and within four weeks we'd upped sticks and moved to London. We found a two bed flat to rent in Stepney pending buying one. We named our business AEJ Cleaning and as Eric was a wizard on the computer he designed a website, advertised our services on other online sites, printed business cards and produced a flyer which Jamal and I distributed to businesses in the area. We also had blue T shirts printed with the company name on it and a logo that Eric designed. I was surprised at the level of interest we received and within a week we had two firm bookings. That might have been due to us offering the first clean free so as to show what standard we worked to before the client committed themselves to a six-month contract which Jamal's uncle helped us draw up. Eric did a vast amount of research on the net to ascertain what other cleaning companies charged so we could bring ours in lower. Our overheads were low so it was easy to do.

Having done a lot of research on cleaning materials and equipment, we placed an order on online for vacuum cleaners, dusters, cleaning cloths and a range of cleaning products. I'd purchased a small second-hand van in Leeds to take us around and we bought some bags to carry our equipment and materials. We were now ready for business and we couldn't start soon enough. We were all very excited.

Jobs came in thick and fast and within three weeks we had more than enough to keep us busy. Due to the nature of the work, it had to be done early morning or in the evening after offices had closed so we had the majority of the day to ourselves but we managed to find things to do to utilise it. Every day we ended up having sex with each other once we'd come back from our early morning jobs and showered.

Eric and I invited Jamal to live with us so we started looking for a two bed flat to buy in the area where we were renting. We soon found one situated in a relatively new block that had six flats across two floors. The one on sale was on the ground floor and had two spacious bedrooms, a living room with the kitchen at one end plus a good storage area for our equipment and materials. It was ideal even though it needed a complete redecoration since it had been rented out by the current owner. As he wanted a quick sale, we negotiated a good price and within six weeks it was ours so we set to one weekend and redecorated the whole place throughout before we moved in. The money from my parents' house paid for most of it but it wasn't quite enough so Jamal used some money that his uncle had given him making him a joint owner. Eric had been completely cut off by his father so only had his share of the money we earned from the business. I felt sorry for him in some ways but I'd been advised that the property should only be owned by those who'd paid for it.

Using the van, we soon had all our personal possessions in place plus the new furniture we'd had to purchase. I was slightly concerned how three gay guys would be accepted by the other residents but I need not have been since everyone made us very welcome. When they heard we ran a cleaning company, the management committee asked if we'd be willing to take over the cleaning of the communal parts which only consisted of two corridors, a staircase and general upkeep of the external areas apart from the garden which was undertaken by a couple of keen resident gardeners. We were happy to do so and negotiated a price. It seemed the previous company had charged a lot for doing a mediocre job.

We now had restaurants to clean early each morning Monday to Saturday and office premises to clean each evening Monday to Friday after they'd closed at 5 p.m. This meant that the only evening we had to go out and enjoy ourselves was a Saturday but it suited us. We decided one Saturday to visit the gay bars in Soho and then go to a club afterwards. We had a great time and whilst at the club, Jamal became very friendly with a young guy called Aron who was from Poland. He was a lovely guy so I suggested to Jamal that he invite him back with us. Aron immediately accepted so we made our way home. Once there, we were soon naked and hard at it. Aron had a beautiful body which was perfectly smooth all over apart from a patch of light pubic hair. When he saw the size of our cocks he wanted each of us to fuck him. He had a cute arse so we laid him on his back on the bed, lifted his legs and fucked him one after the other. As we did so he groaned and moaned with pleasure, clearly enjoying it.

Aron became a regular visitor and since he was often free during the daytime he'd come round once we were home from our morning jobs. After we'd been in business for about two months, he appeared down in the dumps. He'd been made redundant due to the company he worked at going into receivership. I'd already ascertained that he did a menial job in a warehouse so asked Jamal and Eric if they'd be interested in us employing him since we were obtaining more work than the three of us could cope with. With that agreed, I put the offer to Aron.

"Fuck, yes, I'd love to work for you guys" he replied excitedly and jumped into my arms. Seeing we were all naked at the time, I certainly didn't object having his sexy body up against mine. Having agreed the rate of pay and explained the hours of work, we sealed the deal by each of us giving him a good long fuck before depositing our load all over his beautiful body. We then told him to suck each of our cocks clean which he was happy to do.

I'd placed him on a probationary period so as to test him out but within a couple of weeks, we were all very happy with his standard of cleaning. I'd taken him under my wing to train him and enjoyed working with him. We now mainly worked in pairs so once Aron was fully trained I asked the other two how they wanted to pair up. Eric suggested that I work with Jamal and he work with Aron. I could understand his reasoning since we were boyfriends and slept together. I knew Jamal would be more than happy with the arrangement since I still suspected he was in love with me but he knew the score with me and Eric and he wasn't the kind of guy to upset a relationship. I wondered whether he and Aron would become a couple but although they enjoyed each other's company, and of course enjoyed sex with each other as we all did, he told me he wasn't in love with Aron. I certainly didn't mind having Jamal working with me since we worked well as a team and I enjoyed having his sexy body round me.

One particular client that Jamal and I serviced was a small engineering company. Although the office officially closed at 5 p.m., one guy was always still working when we commenced cleaning. He was a lovely looking guy who we guessed was in his mid-twenties and his name was Vince.

"Hi Vince, still working" I chuckled as we entered his office.

"Yeah; fucking work never ends and the boss wants this job finished quickly."

"All work and no play" Jamal laughed as he started emptying the waste bins. I'd noticed before that Vince always gave us the eye whenever we worked around him and I wondered whether he stayed late just to see us.

"Don't get much opportunity to play these days; more's the pity" he grinned. By now he'd stopped working on the drawing in front of him and had swivelled his chair to watch us. I was bending over picking up bits of paper that had been tossed on the floor and Jamal was stooping nearby dusting the legs of the swivel chairs. "You guys have got nice butts" he giggled. I looked up and he was stroking an obvious erection.

"They turn you on do they" I laughed and eyed his bulge.

"Too right they do; you two are gay aren't you."

Jamal and I stopped what we were doing and grinned. "Yeah, we are; you interested then" Jamal asked.

"Certainly could be if you guys are; how about we find out; the office is closed so nobody's going to disturb us."

Jamal and I looked at each other and nodded. "Okay, but not in here; don't fancy being caught on the CCTV system having sex with a client" I laughed, having noticed the cameras when we started working there.

"No problem; we'll use the small lounge area; that's not monitored."

We said we'd finish the cleaning and meet him in the lounge area in half an hour which would give him time to finish off what he had to do. Half an hour later, Jamal and I went to the lounge area and found Vince waiting for us. To our surprise, he was already stripped down to his briefs ready for action. Jamal and I stripped off and three naked bodies got down to business on the floor. After a period of kissing each other we manoeuvred ourselves so we could each such cock. It didn't take long for them to be fully erect and Vince wanted to feel each of ours inside him.

"I'm a bottom and love being fucked; can't wait to feel these two beauties inside me."

I told him to go on his knees and prepared my cock using the protection Vince had provided. I lined the head of my cock up to his arse and pressed in.

"Ah yeah, fuck" he cried, "that is fucking gorgeous".

Soon I had my full length inside him and proceeded to give him a good hard fuck. Whilst I fucked, Jamal stuffed his cock into Vince's mouth so all he could now do was emit low grunts of pleasure whilst we fucked each end. Not wanting to reach my climax just yet, I pulled out after about ten minutes of hard fucking and Jamal and I changed over.

"Shit; you've got a big cock Jamal."

"Too big for you" Jamal laughed as he continued thrusting in and out.

"Fuck no; I love big cocks up my arse."

"Shut the fuck up and get your gob round this" I laughed and stuffed my still hard cock into his mouth. I knew I was nearing my climax so as Jamal fucked one end, I fucked the other until both of us had shot our load. When Jamal had come down from his high, he stuffed his big black cock into Vince's mouth again and told him to suck it dry. Whilst that was going on, I crawled beneath Vince and sucked his cock until he was shooting his load into my mouth.

"Thanks guys; that was fucking brilliant."

"All part of the service" I laughed as we got dressed.

"Perhaps we can do it again sometime."

"Sure; anytime" Jamal grinned.

We collected our things and left feeling well satisfied. "He had a gorgeous arse to fuck" Jamal commented as we made our way home.

"He sure did but I suggest we keep it to ourselves just in case Eric gets upset."

We had many more sessions with Vince after that and it became a weekly occurrence. Somehow we managed to keep it secret from Eric which made me feel bad in some respects but as Jamal always said, if he doesn't know he won't worry.

The business went from strength to strength and we employed other young men to assist us. We always hired gay guys seeking work, who we met at gay bars and invited back home for sex first. If we liked them then we'd make them an offer. Before long we had ten employees working in pairs with Jamal and I supervising their work and helping out where required although he and I continued cleaning the company where Vince worked so we could have our regular sex sessions with him. Eric spent most of his time handling the administration and invoicing but filled in where necessary.

Life continued like this for three whole years. Jamal, Eric and I celebrated our twenty-first birthdays and Eric and I entered into a Civil Partnership. We couldn't afford a big affair but we had lots of friends and Eric's mum also attended. His father refused to come so she came alone. I could tell she was very happy for us so it made up for the bad feeling over the years even though his dad was still in denial and wouldn't accept his son's sexuality.

I thought life was perfect until one day, six months after our Civil Partnership, my whole life changed. We'd just taken on a new client which was a medium sized office block. Because it was a prestigious block, Jamal, Eric and I decided to do the first few cleans before we introduced two of the other guys. The plan was that Eric would supervise them and assist since it required three cleaners to do the job in the time allotted.

We'd completed our fourth day of cleaning and Jamal and I were packing our equipment into the van whilst Eric did a final check round to make sure we'd not missed anything. As Jamal and I waited in the van for Eric to come out, there was a sudden sound of gun shots inside the main reception area. We looked round and saw a gunman shooting like crazy at anyone who came in view. I grabbed my mobile and called 999 and asked for immediate police assistance.

"I hope Eric's not got caught up in that."

"Hopefully he's still well inside" Jamal replied as we continued to watch the action through the glass front door. A few minutes later the wailing sound of police sirens were heard and several armed police units arrived. By this time people had gathered outside to see what was happening and we'd joined them since I was concerned about Eric. The police stormed the building and more shots were fired. We later found out that the gunman had been shot dead by the police but he'd shot dead two guys at reception and injured three others. Ambulances arrived and we watched them carry out the injured. I'd already explained to a police officer that my partner was inside the building when the gunman attacked but he wouldn't let me in because the area had been sealed off as a crime scene.

"Where the fuck is Eric?" I cried.

"He's there; look, on that stretcher" Jamal cried. We rushed forward and saw Eric lying motionless. I told the ambulance man that I was his partner so he let me ride with Eric. Jamal said he'd follow us to the hospital in the van.

"Is he going to be okay?" I cried.

"He's been badly injured so it's touch and go I'm afraid, but we won't know until we get him to the hospital. I held Eric's hand whilst the ambulance man stemmed the bleeding from his chest.

"I'm here my love; don't leave me" I cried hoping against hope that he could hear me even though his eyes were closed. We arrived at the hospital and he was rushed into the emergency unit with me running behind. I was stopped by a male nurse who asked me who I was so I explained that Eric was my Civil Partner and needed to be with him.

"The surgeons are seeing what they can do so wait here and I'll let you know as soon as I have news."

I thanked him as he put a comforting arm round me and led me to a chair. I felt helpless and so wanted to be by his side. Jamal arrived and rushed over to me having told the nurse on duty that he was a friend of mine. We fell into each other's arms and cried not able to say anything. After what seemed like hours but in fact was only about thirty minutes, a surgeon still in his operating room scrubs came out to see us.

"Which of you is Alec?" he asked and I said I was and that Jamal was a friend who lived with me and Eric. His face said it all and I knew I'd lost the man I'd loved for so many years and who'd become my legal partner just six months before.

"I'm so sorry; there was nothing we could do. The bullet had entered his heart so he'd lost too much blood. I can assure you everyone did the best we could to save him, including the ambulance guys."

"I'm sure you did" Jamal replied since I was in a state of shock and unable to speak, "Thank you".

"Would you like to have a moment with him?" the surgeon asked. I nodded still unable to speak so he asked me to follow him. I stood up and nearly passed out so Jamal immediately took hold of me and led me to where my lover was now lying peacefully. The surgeon left us and I kissed the top of Eric's head.

"He's so beautiful" I cried with tears pouring down my face. "What am I going to do without him?"

Jamal put a comforting arm round me and held me tight, gently kissing me on the cheek. "I'm here for you my love; I always will be."

The next few days passed by without me really knowing what had taken place. Everyone was wonderfully supportive, especially Jamal who looked after me like a lover. I couldn't believe that I'd lost another person I loved. First my parents and now Eric. Why was life being so cruel to me.

Jamal handled everything; the business and the funeral. He called all our friends and handled the hardest of all by calling Eric's mum for me since I was in no fit state to speak to her. She travelled to London immediately and was very supportive. I kept blaming myself saying I should have been with Eric when he made the final inspection but she told me it was not my fault and that Eric was in the wrong place at the wrong time. The police eventually decided that the gunman was mentally deficient and was not a terrorist. He'd apparently read about the shooting of the MP in West Yorkshire and flipped having decided he too wanted to kill people. Where he got the gun from was a mystery. The three injured included two security guards who tried to stop him but they were lucky and survived. One of them came to see me and said he and Eric had just entered the reception area when the gunman walked in and calmly started shooting the two receptionists, one of whom was handing over to the other having finished his shift. The security guard rushed forward and the gunman fired at him but the bullet nicked his arm and continued onto Eric who was nearby.

"I told him to get down but he wasn't fast enough; I think like most people in that situation he just froze. I'm so sorry."

I told him he wasn't to blame and was pleased that he'd survived. The other security guard wasn't so lucky and a bullet went through his leg shattering it but at least he was still alive unlike the two receptionist guys who were killed outright. I continued having nightmares for several months afterwards but Jamal was always there for me. He and Eric's mother arranged the funeral which was to be a burial rather than a cremation. Neither Eric nor I were religious but she wanted a proper burial and asked the local vicar to officiate at a service in the chapel. I just sat there during the service still in a daze and hardly heard a word he said; not that I believed in god and all that crap. When it was time to follow the coffin to the graveside, I could hardly walk but Jamal was beside me as usual holding me up. What I'd have done without his wonderful support, I don't know. All our employees attended plus lots of friends, and several clients much to my surprise, including Vince. Even Ray Hopkins, our teacher, attended having seen the shooting on the news and saw that Eric had been involved. He contacted me and when I told him Eric had died he said he'd like to attend the funeral.

Finally, it was all over and Jamal drove me home having invited Eric's mum to join us. "He loved you very much Alec; you know that don't you." I nodded and she then said "And you've got another wonderful friend in Jamal; he's been magnificent."

"I know, as have other gay friends of ours. Why is it that Eric's father so hates us and wouldn't even come to his own son's funeral?"

She looked at me with sorrowful eyes. "I just don't understand him; he keeps saying that homosexuality is wrong yet he's not religious and you and Eric are the only ones he's known. He just had to look at you both to see that you're perfectly normal men who happen to love each other. We've had tremendous rows over it. I told him that it was his fault that Eric moved to London. He'd told me that he couldn't possibly live in the same area as his homophobic father and that was why you'd all decided to move to London. If that hadn't happened, he'd still be alive."

"I'm so sorry" I replied.

"It's not your fault." She then paused before continuing "I hadn't planned to tell you this now since I felt it wasn't the right time to do so but I'm divorcing him. I've told him if he can't accept a gay son and attend his funeral then I can't continue living with him so I've already left him and am staying with my sister for the time being."

I was shocked and certainly wasn't expecting that even though I admired her stand against her homophobic husband. "What will you do?"

"Since half the house is mine, he'll have to sell it and I'll buy a small flat for myself. What he does is of no concern to me. I've got my own income so don't need him to support me and I'll continue with my job. As Eric said after that terrible row with him, I never want to see him again but I hope we'll keep in contact Alec because I've always looked upon you as a son, especially since you lost your own parents in such tragic circumstances."

I burst into tears and as usual Jamal rushed over to my side and took me into his arms whilst she watched on. "I'll make some tea for us" she said, leaving Jamal to hug and console me. By the time she'd done so, found the cups and some cake, I'd calmed down.

When I saw the cake on the table my eyes filled with tears again. "Eric made that; he loved baking."

"As a child he loved helping me in the kitchen and I'd let him bake his own little cake which often turned out better than mine" she chuckled. We sat in silence drinking our tea and eating the cake. My mind was certainly on the man I'd loved so much and I suspect the others were too. Eventually she said she must leave and gave me a big hug and a kiss before doing the same to Jamal. Eric would have been so proud of her. "And don't forget, if there's anything I can do just call me; and that goes for you too Jamal. Thank you for looking after him for me."

With those words she left and when Jamal had shown her out, I took him into my arms. "Thank you; thank you for everything; you've been such a wonderful friend."

It was Jamal's turn to have tears in his eyes and we hugged and kissed each other. When it came to bedtime, I took hold of him. "I'd like to sleep with you; seeing an empty place beside me is hard to deal with. Could I join you in your bed?"

Jamal's eyes lit up and a big smile spread from ear to ear. "Of course you can; you know you're welcome in my bed whenever you want Alec."

I followed him into his room and stripped off. We climbed naked into bed together and immediately hugged. Cocks were soon hard but I could tell he was holding back, not sure whether it was the right time and place to have sex. "If he's looking down on us I'm sure he'd say `go for it' so let's make love." Jamal grinned and immediately slipped down the bed to take my swelling cock into his mouth. It was soon rock hard and he asked me to fuck him. He turned over and I slicked his entrance before slipping my long hard cock inside him. It felt wonderful.

We continued sleeping together after that, and having regular sex with each other. I somehow knew that Eric would have approved and that he suspected Jamal was secretly in love with me. After two weeks, I looked into Jamal's eyes and said I loved him. Tears welled up in his eyes and he held our naked bodies tight together. "I've loved you from the moment I first met you in the dormitory at school and I've never stopped loving you. I could tell you and Eric were madly in love but just being with you was enough for me. When you both invited me to join the business and then to live with you, I couldn't believe my luck because it meant I'd be with you even though Eric was the man you loved."

I kissed him and suddenly realised I too had loved him all these years but my love for Eric had stopped me realising it. "I'll never replace Eric because he was a special guy but I know I can make you happy Alec."

"You don't have to replace him Jamal because you are you and a very special person which is all I want. I shall never forget him and he'll always have a special place in my heart but there's plenty of room for you too."

He kissed me passionately with tears running down his face. To seal our declared love for each other, we spent the next half hour having spectacular sex. I also decided that we'd move into the master bedroom which was slightly larger than Jamal's. "I'd like to swap all the furniture over if you don't mind." I wanted us to have a new start without Eric's ghost being round me. There were enough physical reminders of him round the flat so I knew I wouldn't forget him. "We'll make yours a guest room." We spent the next hour humping furniture back and forth and moving Jamal's clothes over. I so wanted to make our new life together work.

Slowly, our lives got back to normal although every morning when I woke up I'd think of Eric; how he kissed me, how he jumped out of bed to get the morning tea whilst I slowly came to and how he always looked forward to the day ahead. Some days were more difficult than others but Jamal's love and mine for him, got me through. It was now him kissing me good morning and him jumping out of bed to make the morning tea. In some respects, he was very much like Eric although he was a totally different personality but I loved him just as much.

"Have we got time for sex" I'd grin.

"Of course; there's always time for sex" he'd laugh, "shall I fuck you?" I'd invariably say yes because I loved the glow his cock up my arse gave me whilst he reached round and massaged me to satisfy my morning erection. Each time I hoped it would last forever. Surely I couldn't lose another I loved.

The business also continued to do well and we had to employ more guys. As usual we used the gay bars as our recruiting ground. When we met a guy who was seeking work and whom we fancied, we'd invite him home, have sex and if we still liked him, would offer him a job on a probationary contract. Sometimes it didn't work out but mostly it did and the fact they'd had sex with the two bosses seemed to make them better employees. With Eric gone, I now had to take over the admin work but fortunately he'd shown Jamal and I how to operate the computer, invoice clients and keep accounts. Eric had set up excellent systems so between us we managed.

Jamal and I also continued to have regular sex with Vince who'd become a good friend since Eric's death so instead of using the staff restroom, we'd invite him home for a meal and he'd spend the night and often the weekend. He loved having our cocks up his arse and we loved fucking him.

Six months after the death of Eric, Jamal's uncle visited us. His name was Joseph and he was a delightful man. He clearly loved his nephew and I found him to be a kind understanding man, unlike Jamal's father, who like Eric's had disowned him.

"I sometimes can't believe he's my brother; he's so ignorant about the ways of the world and lives in the past." I asked if Jamal's father knew that Joseph was gay. "I've never told him as such but he must be blind if he hasn't worked it out for himself. I can't advertise the fact but he knows I'm not married and am not interested in women." I asked whether Jamal's mother accepted her son's sexuality. "I think she would, given half the chance but her husband has total control over her so she daren't utter her views."

We'd invited Joseph to stay with us, now we had a guest room, and I was pleased for Jamal's sake that he readily accepted the offer. We had a great three days with him and went to the gay bars and clubs. He was in his early fifties and had loads of energy; he also had a stunning body which attracted several guys.

"Jamal loves you very much" he told me one evening whilst Jamal had gone to the bar to buy another round of drinks.

"I love him too" I replied.

"I know it's only six months since Eric died but you have to move on with your life; I'm sure he'd want you to do so." I looked at him wondering what he meant since I thought I had moved on following that tragic event. "What I'm saying Alec is that Jamal loves you with all his heart and I'm sure you do too so you should marry each other. Life's too short to let it pass you by. If you both want to, I'll foot the bill. I want to see my nephew one hundred percent happy as his father has rejected him. You know what it's like not to have parents and he's effectively in the same situation. Think about it."

Jamal returned with the drinks and I was deep in thought. The idea had gone through my mind but I wasn't sure whether I could make that kind of commitment to another guy and risk losing him.

"Are you okay my love; you look deep in thought" Jamal said and gave me one of his beautiful grins which always made my body melt with desire.

"Yeah, I'm fine; I really do love you Jamal."

He took my head into his hands and kissed me before looking me straight in the eyes. "And as you know Alec, I love you too with all my heart."

Joseph smiled and looked at me as if to say "go for it man". I gave him my drink to hold and went down on my knees in front of Jamal. "Will you marry me Jamal?"

For a moment he was stunned but then that beautiful smile appeared. He lifted me up and said "I will; you've made me the happiest man on the planet".

"Congratulations" Joseph applauded which made those around us do so too having seen me on my knees making my proposal.

"That deserves a bottle of champagne" a guy nearby laughed.

"You're right" Joseph replied, "stay put guys whilst I buy one". He then shot off to the bar and a few minutes later returned with a bottle of champers. "Only plastic cups I'm afraid but who cares" he laughed as he handed them out to me, Jamal and several other guys who'd watched my proposal. He popped the cork and filled each cup before holding his up and said "To Alec and Jamal; may they be happy together for the rest of their lives."

"To Alec and Jamal" the bystanders with champagne roared above the music whilst Jamal and I kissed.

"Thank you" Jamal whispered into my ear, "you really have made me the happiest man in the world."

"And thank you for being there when I needed you and for being so patient. I'll show you how much I love you when we get home."

"Mm, can't wait" he giggled.

When we eventually got home I did do just that and we had the most beautiful sex imaginable during which I fucked him and he me. In the morning, Joseph grinned at us when we assembled for breakfast. "If I'm not mistaken, you guys enjoyed yourselves after we got home last night."

"Fuck, were we that loud" I laughed.

"Shall we say it didn't take much working out what you guys were doing but good on you; I'm jealous."

Joseph did pay for everything and three months later he came over again and witnessed Jamal and I getting married. This time I decided on marriage rather than a Civil Partnership which I knew Jamal preferred. I'd also invited Eric's mum and I was delighted that she accepted the invitation and also acted as my witness. As before, most of our employees attended, which now numbered fifteen, plus Vince and several other friends we'd made over the years. Joseph arranged for a reception to be held in a local hotel and they did us proud. He also paid for me and Jamal to stay the night as well as Eric's mum and himself so we had a wonderful time. As I sat listening to the speech Joseph made, I thought of Eric. "I still love you my love and always will."

When the celebration was over, Jamal and I with Eric's mum visited Eric's grave. We each placed flowers and stood there in silence each with our own thoughts. I just hoped that if he was looking down on us that he'd approve of my marriage to Jamal. I was sure he would since he was never one to stand still or look back. I was also sure I'd have approved if he'd done the same had things been the other way round.

As if reading my thoughts, his mum put an arm round me. "He would have wanted you to move on Alec, so don't feel bad about marrying Jamal." I smiled and thanked her as I gave her a light kiss on the cheek. I then put my arm round Jamal and kissed him on the lips. "I love you" I whispered.

Several weeks later, Aron invited us to a party he was holding. "They'll be six gay guys in all; it'll be good fun" he laughed.

"You mean an orgy" Jamal grinned.

"Yeah, something like that so don't bother dressing up because clothes will soon be discarded."

I looked at Jamal and raised my eyebrows. "It's time you let go Alec; he'd have approved I'm sure; besides, you need some fun; we've not had any for ages."

"I seem to remember we had plenty on our honeymoon."

"That's different; this is unadulterated sex with no strings attached and it's time you let your hair down."

I chuckled; he was right. The thought of having sex with complete strangers, apart from Jamal and Aron, turned me on, which didn't go unnoticed by the other two guys.

When we arrived at Aron's small flat, the other three guys were there and already stripped down to their briefs. I felt my cock immediately jump to attention. They were all gorgeous and knew it. Two were Portuguese and had naturally tanned skin. One was called Fabio and the other David; both eighteen and ripe for picking. The third was Mobo, a black nineteen-year-old from Nigeria, so immediately took a liking to Jamal. I instantly knew we were in for a good time.

"Come and join us guys and dump your clothes in the corner" Fabio said as soon as we walked in. We smiled at each other and raised our eyebrows to indicate we connected. He was a lovely fun guy and exactly what I needed to distract my mind off Eric. As soon as I'd stripped down to my skimpy briefs he offered me a drink whilst Jamal was being given similar treatment by Mobo. I've no idea what the drink was but it had a kick in it so I was soon anybody's which clearly suited Fabio because his hands were all over me.

"You're fucking gorgeous" he whispered as he pressed his lips against mine. Within seconds my cock was rock hard as was his. "Let's dispose of these" he said after a very passionate kiss. Within seconds he'd removed my briefs plus his own. Our stiff cocks jumped to attention and he wrapped his hot lips round mine. He certainly knew how to suck cock so I lay back and let him do whatever he wanted. "Mm, a beautiful cock" he murmured in between deep long sucks. I glanced over to Jamal who was also stark naked and being serviced by an equally gorgeous Mobo.

"I need to feel this up my arse" Fabio grunted after a while. Before I could respond, he'd slipped an ultra thin condom over my cock, applied lubricant and manoeuvred his arse over it. I lay back on the floor and let him use my stiff to fuck himself until I'd shot my load. He then whipped off the condom and sucked me dry. As if that wasn't enough, he continued sucking until I was spilling another, albeit smaller load into his mouth. "Fucking brilliant" he grinned, "how about I fuck that cute arse of yours." Having seen the size of his erect organ, I was more than happy to let him do so. He told me to go on all fours so he could thrust his big long cock up my arse. Suddenly I felt his big head breach me and then fill me up. I noticed that Jamal was also being fucked by Mobo, and Aron by David.

The orgy continued well into the early hours with bouts of drinking and eating in between. I wanted to fuck Mobo's gorgeous black arse and eventually persuaded him to let me do so on the understanding that he'd fuck me after. I certainly enjoyed his big black cock and he seemed to enjoy mine from the loud noises he made.

At three in the morning, Fabio, David and Mobo left to go back to Mobo's bedsit for another session. Aron looked at me and Jamal with a big grin on his face. "Who's gonna fuck me first?" He was pissed but he was serious so Jamal and I obliged and gave him a long hard fuck each to remember us by before we crawled our way home.

"Fuck; my arse is sore" Jamal groaned once inside our flat.

"So's mine" I laughed as I stripped naked and fell onto the bed. "So you don't want me to fuck you" I giggled.

"It can wait till later" he replied as he slumped down beside me. Within seconds we were both sleeping with our arms entwined round each other. I dreamt of being fucked by ten beautiful guys one after the other.

Several weeks later, we met a Chinese guy at a gay club. His name was Shan and he was eighteen. He was slim, smooth skinned with black pubic hair and he liked being handcuffed, spanked and fucked. Jamal and I said we were happy to oblige so he came back with us. He brought with him handcuffs and a spanking paddle so we set to work as soon as we were home. We first stripped off his shirt, handcuffed his hands behind his back and then stripped him naked. His slender cock was already hard so I gave it a few strokes. Jamal and I slowly stripped off in front of him which made his hard cock bob up and down. Jamal told him to get on his knees and suck his slowly forming erection. As he did so, I used his spanking paddle to lightly smack his arse. As I did so he emitted low growls as he sucked so I assumed he enjoyed it.

When Jamal was sufficiently hard he pulled out of Shan's mouth. We switched over and I thrust my full erection down his throat. I was surprised he could take the full length but he did, and my balls were soon slapping against his chin. He was an amazing sucker of cock and he sent my whole body into raptures of delight. I'd never experienced a suck like it. As he sucked, Jamal spanked him. He did so much harder than I had which seemed to make his suck even more erotic. I lost all sense of time but I reckon he sucked for a good fifteen minutes before I pulled out because I didn't want to spill my load just yet. I wanted to keep that for his arse.

"We're gonna both fuck your cute arse now boy" Jamal gigged.

"Thank you, sir" Shan replied. We lifted him up by his arms, dragged him to the bedroom and bent him over the end of the bed. Jamal first spanked his arse until it was a rosy red. We lifted him onto the bed, pulled his legs out wide to open him up and I thrust my prepared cock into the gaping hole.

"Ah yes; he's got a beautiful arse to fuck" I yelled as I slammed my erection in and out of him. Jamal meanwhile had positioned himself on the bed so he could suck Shan's cock which was still hard. As I fucked, Jamal sucked. Suddenly Shan let out a long groan and I guessed he was spewing his load into Jamal's mouth. Just then, I felt my own climax rising so I increased the pace. I was now slamming in and out of his cute arse and he was clearly loving it. Eventually, my final moment came and I filled the latex.

Shan stayed with us for the rest of the night and well into the next day. He told us he loved being fucked and spanked by us, and we certainly loved doing so. I lost count how many times we did so but Jamal and I both agreed it was the best threesome we'd had. Shan became a good friend and spent many a weekend with us. He even joined us on holiday one year and we had a great time. His family, who were still in China, had rejected him when he told them he was gay so he was happy to have two good friends in London.

Jamal and I were the perfect couple and our love for each other never wained. Joseph, Jamal's uncle, eventually decided to move to England having left his wife and obtained a transfer to the Nigerian embassy in London. We spent many happy hours with him over the years and although I never forgot those I'd lost I too was happy.