THE LETTERS
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It is the beginning of the Autumn term in the next academic year. Richard has started his new job in East Anglia in England, Martin is in his final year at Pitloch University and Christian is beginning his new adventures in the study of Philosophy. Michael, Richard's son, after his gap year, has enjoyed Forestry and is starting to study that subject at the same university. We best follow these dispersed characters now in their letters.
Chapter 12
TO - Richard Brown, Hillwich University....
Dad – Thanks for the birthday present, I can't believe I am nineteen now. It was a great help to meet Christian, the student we saw in the Coffee Cup, for he has shown me round the university and I have settled in already. Moreover, Rachel, who I met with him, is in the next hall and so we walk sometimes over the beautiful campus to class together. Mum was a bit doubtful about me living away from home, but I persuaded her that I was mature enough and that commuting twenty miles every day would be a pain.
You know that I am going to study Forestry because I was quite inspired by my year in Highland Perthshire. I got to know the lochs and hills of that lovely county as well as the workings of the District Office. It was wonderful to see the Autumn colours last month reflected in the still waters of the lochs. Christian's friend Martin bought a large tent recently and with a couple of days free before the start of term, the three of us went off in Martin's hire car to one of the remoter campsites that I knew in the forest.
You know, Dad, that I can describe things that happen to me by letters that I could never tell face to face and so here is a rather lurid story of what took place the first night we camped in that lonely glen. I really appreciated our chat last year about the dangers and joys of sex and romantic life. You were very open, so I feel I can describe fully to you what happened that night. The tent was one of those large ones that took an age to pitch for it actually had two 'rooms' inside the body of the tent. Richard and Martin, bless their hearts, gave me a whole room to myself and they slept in the other.
After supper, they talked volubly about their trip to Achnarigh and I was shocked that my advice had caused so much trouble. But it set my imagination flying as I lay in the sleeping bag after dark and I thought I was imagining some vivid party where people were making love rather noisily. But then I realised that the noises were real....coming from the other side of the tent. I carefully zipped open the other compartment and, boy, I got a picture of what gay sex is like. It was obvious to me that Martin was encouraging Christian in his first gay experience. Well, I say, first, but it seemed that it was his first of, what you say, anal penetration. There was such a heaving and groaning and sighing that I am not afraid to tell you I got quite excited myself.
Christian had quite the largest penis that it took some time to force himself completely home, as it were, and with his long spread legs and Martin's legs up in the air, they kissed quite passionately. It was quite a sight. As I said, I was excited too and when Christian shouted lustily, "I'm going to cum," he pulled out his huge cock and started to masturbate over Martin's chest. They indicated to me to do the same and, I'm afraid, I really needed to release as well, so happily joined in. Well, Dad, what a dose of creamy sperm we released over Martin's chest and face in jets and jets, he was quite soaked. But, hey, I am getting beyond myself, for I needn't have described all this. I have recorded it all on the camcorder you lent me so kindly and you can see for yourself some time. Well, maybe you will want to see it, I don't know.
That is all for now.
Your loving son, Michael.
TO – Michael Brown, Pitloch University
Michael - My God, what have you done? This is worrying for me on a whole number of levels. Do not let ANYONE see that tape....and the letters. Hide them somewhere or better destroy them, do you understand? Now go back and read this paragraph again VERY slowly.
Alright, I am sitting down now and trying to relax. Really, I consider myself a liberal-minded guy but I just don't want to hear about any more camping trips like that. If ever your mum should hear of this, I can't imagine. I know I am now five hundred miles away, but distance would be NO object to her to almost ruin my career....AGAIN. So, Please, emphasise the sweetness in your new life and we'll hope that twenty miles distance is too far a bridge in her busy life to bother her about your problems.
I remember Rachel briefly from her visit at my old university. She seemed like a focused and interesting girl. So please, by all means, keep her acquaintance and be friends. We all need someone to talk to, especially when our lives are so busy and things inevitably go wrong. If you have another break during term, by all means, come down here for a visit, I would love to see you. This is a two bedroom flat and the other room is empty. Martin is planning to come down at Christmas to stay (he owns the flat, lucky chap) and visit his parents. He will describe how exactly to get here and I suppose I will pay. Be good and keep the head down.
Yours, Dad.
TO – Richard Brown, Hillwich University
Richard – How are you in your new job? I think, looking back, that I was perhaps a bit harsh on you just before you left here. Of course, when we are separated it's difficult to try and keep the family happy. But it seems that Michael is thriving at Pitloch, which is great because we both know how hard it is to settle into a new life. That's what is uppermost in my mind.
What a blessing it is that he likes the outdoors. He has told me of his camping trip with a couple of friends and, gosh, I wish I had been there! All that healthy exercise through the Perthshire forest and his fascination with the wildlife is heartening. He told me that he wished he had taken his camera to capture it all, but he regrets that he forgot it now. But that is one way to keep fit and also have some practical experience in his chosen field. It's good that he has met up with some nice friends, for you and I know that the company in student life can be, well, mixed. I remember my young days and it was such healthy fun camping out in the wilds, we had such adventures making our own entertainment.
I have a chance of promotion here as Hilda thinks she might take early retirement. She says, the last year really put the cap on all she can achieve and she wants to go out at the top. That is quite right of her. So I am going to be busy and will try to pick up all I can about her tasks here. So keep well and just be sure that Michael is doing the right thing with his studies.
Your (ex) wife, Norma, City University
TO – Richard Brown, Hillwich University
Richard – Can I call you by your first name? Your advice has been so valuable to me in my studies. This term I have started the basic course in Philosophy. I think it will be what I want to do with my life in some way in the future. When my father in Norway heard, he sent me a monograph on Existentialism. I spent a lot of the time on our camping trip reading this and to me, it opened up an understanding of how we can live in the modern world. My father is a humanist, as are many people in Norway, but the philosophy in that book can have a religious emphasis too, which I am keen to learn about.
Also, about that camping trip, Michael said he had written to you about this and part of the reason I am writing now is to correct any impression you may have received that we were a bad influence on him. To be frank, it was just an opportunity for the three of us to get together before start of term. When Martin and I went away to the West coast of Scotland, it really changed our relationship and in a good way, I think. I know people say that you should not have relationships with your friends and I understand that sentiment. But our self-discovery was a part of our friendship and so I make no apologies for what happened on the camping trip.
We thought when Michael bunked down after supper that he was fast asleep, for we heard no sound from his side of the tent. It was as much a surprise to us when he became involved, shall we call it. But the experience was a sort of coming of age experience for me and I was so glad that I could share it with my friend, Martin. To tell you the truth, I was thinking all the time of how you would behave and what kind of things you would do. It's not that I want to get involved with you but our whole relationship has been one of teaching and learning.
Anyway, I hope you are happy in your new job at Hillwich University and I certainly want to keep in touch. Take care.
Your friend, Christian, Pitloch University.
TO – Richard Brown, Hillwich University.
Richard – How are you in your new job and abode? I have heard that you were concerned about what happened on the camping trip. I am sorry, for, I guess it was all my fault. I thought it a good idea to buy that tent for a trip before the start of term. And we really enjoyed it all, including exploring the area that Michael knew so well. What happened that night was only a small part of our time. Well, I hope you can believe that. Christian is such an impulsive person and quite a show off in many ways. But he is also immature and the combination takes a deal of handling. So I really don't want to talk about what happened.
Except to say, that is, that the experience made me think of you. Yes, I was imagining I was with you instead and that made it all the more bearable. I miss you since you have moved away and it will be sweet to come down at Christmas and stay in the flat for a week. As you know, my parents have retired to the coast and they signed the flat over to me so I can do with it as I wish.
But whatever happens to it, I am also thinking about finding work after I graduate. I think I will become a physiotherapist. That means I can work anywhere and so there is the thought that I might return to my home area. Take care and I look forward to seeing you at Christmas.
Your loving friend, Martin, Pitloch University.
TO – Christian, Pitloch University, late December, East Anglia
Christian – Here I am again back in my old home and it feels strange to be with Richard and not at the whim of my parents. Of course, I visited them at their lovely retirement home for Christmas Day and we had a great time. Their house is modern and has a view out to sea from the conservatory. Generations change and I am not sure if I can expect such a happy and secure retirement.
Anyway, I am not thinking of that now. Richard seems to be doing well as Associate Professor here. He has developed courses in Environmentalism and they are getting popular, so he says. That subject is all the rage nowadays and even Margaret Thatcher is said to be interested. What a change from even ten years ago! I suppose when you are a student there is plenty freedom, but I always regarded Richard as a kind of 'boss' person in my life when I was up there in Scotland. That is until now.
We spent a couple of days just relaxing, having interesting meals in and out and drinking a little too much wine. At night, as the conversation dried up, there were some embarrassing moments late in the evening when our thoughts drifted to bed and neither of us wanted to plunge into sharing. As it happens, we had found interesting places to visit during the day, for he had been busy with work and did not have time to explore. I took him to some of my favourite places here and that mostly involved walking along the canals and enjoying the scenery.
But yesterday we found a nice canal-side Inn where we stopped for a long ploughman's lunch with beer. Being December it was quiet, but warm enough to sit outside in the garden, sheltered from the wind. In the end, we were the only people outside and I started flirting with him, rubbing my leg up against his under the table. He looked quite nervous so that prompted me to be even bolder. I got my arm around him and played with his hair again, just like I had done in his flat and it seemed to trigger some memory in him. Anyway, we finished our meal with a long, lingering kiss before returning to the car.
That broke the ice, for that night we were very quiet and retired to bed early. I ribbed him about what he wore in bed and I think we both got the hint. At about midnight I crept out of bed in my boxers and went into his room. He was reading a book to his table light. I tried to be inconspicuous and get into bed on his other side and it was so sweet to put my arms round him without any fuss or surprise. The first time we shared a bed in Scotland might have seemed just physical and nothing serious. But here, it meant much, much more. We realised we were fond of each other and knew in a way that we wanted to be together forever.
Consummation is the word I am looking for. That night was as good as a marriage ceremony for two gay guys for whom there was no equivalent. I let him slowly lead the way for there was no hurry and there was lots of kissing and feeling as I got Richard used to the idea of gay sex. I suppose there were more cuddles than wild passion but I made sure that he had me all the way as I did my level best not to scream as he let himself go a bit and thrust madly at me but with his little, tender kisses. I could feel his designer stubble rub on my face as his hair fell over my brow.
Well, I think that is all I want to say! But, remember, please be discreet. When I graduate, I am definitely going to come down here to do my training for, working in the NHS, it should be possible to work anywhere I want, within reason. Tell Michael and Rachel that we will all meet up after the holidays.
Your friend, Martin.
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