Tom and Adrian

Tom and Adrian - part 2 By Adam Stewart

Preface

This is a continuation of Tom and Adrian's story so if you haven't read part 1, it is recommended that you read that first.

I was now eighteen and Tom twenty one. Our life together was still just as perfect as it had always been and we loved each other with all our heart. Hector was still with us as our cook and general hand although he'd become part of the family as had Edwin. Following the death of my parents, the four of us lived in harmony enjoying each other's company. Stanley, our next door neighbour, had brought Edwin on within his repertory company in leaps and bounds and was about to appear in his first public performance in a play directed and produced by Stanley. I'd also provided the funds for his small theatre to be refurbished which apparently had made a huge difference both for the players and the patrons. Because of my generous donation, I'd been made a trustee so received special treatment whenever I went to see a production. Stanley's young houseboy, Sam was still just as beautiful and frequently came round to see us either for me to produce yet another naked picture of him for Stanley's pornographic clients or for sex, for which he seemed to have a never ending appetite.

"Can I come as Maria this evening?" Hector asked on the morning of Edwin's debut. Knowing how much Hector loved dressing up in female attire I said he could so we looked through the selection of our female clothes and chose a suitable long dress for him. Had it been another event where I'd not been expected to attend as myself, I might also have joined him because I too enjoyed dressing up as Allison on occasions and I knew Tom always loved seeing me in female attire. In fact he said it turned him on and we invariably ended up having sex with me as a woman and him as my lover. Having now done this on several occasions, Hector and I had perfected the change so once we were Maria and Allison it was hard for others to know we weren't men beneath our attire.

The play we were all going to see that evening was a love story between two young people who were poles apart in terms of social standing so had to endure the disapproval of their parents. Edwin played the lower class lover and during one scene had to make love to his female lover, which was not the easiest for him since he was gay. Stanley produced cutting edge productions so liked to sail as close to the wind as he could despite the Lord Chamberlain having to approve the content of every production. However, according to Stanley things were slowly changing and he predicted that in the not too distant future, the Lord Chamberlain's interference would be removed but in the meantime only a small amount of naked flesh could be shown at public performances and any sex scenes had to be very carefully choreographed so as not to be banned despite the general public's hunger for racy scenes.

Because of my status as a trustee I was welcomed by the manager who arranged a bottle of wine for us to drink during the interval. I asked if it was possible to go back stage and wish Edwin every success so he took me through a door marked 'staff only' and led me to the dressing room. As soon as Edwin saw me he grinned and came towards me. We hugged and kissed but the other actors seemed not to bother. No doubt they were used to being kissed by men which in the acting fraternity was not uncommon. Having wished Edwin all success and given him a boost since I knew he was nervous, I left him and joined Tom and Hector, or more correctly, Maria. When the auditorium opened we were ushered to our special front row seats with Tom on one side of me and Maria on the other. Just before curtain up, Stanley popped out to greet me. Since he'd met Hector as Maria before he kissed her hand. "You look beautiful tonight" he smiled.

The play was brilliant and Edwin played his part perfectly. In the sex scene he was almost naked and once in bed plenty of naked leg was on show plus a very brief appearance of a part of his naked butt which the audience clearly liked. After the show I went backstage and congratulated him. Stanley was with all the actors giving his praise and when he saw me he applauded Edwin. "This guy is a natural; I'm so looking forward to working with him on other projects." He then whispered to me "So give him a good fuck as a thank you from me."

Thereafter Edwin appeared in all of Stanley's plays and it seemed that in each one he exposed more naked flesh. He frequently had him prancing around the stage in his underwear showing off his attributes along with several other good looking guys.

We decided to wait for Edwin to change out of his costume so had a drink in the bar until he was ready. It was interesting to see that one or two young guys were eying up Maria, making Tom and I chuckle. "If they did but know" Tom whispered, "they'd get a nasty shock".

When Edwin appeared he came over to us and immediately took Maria into his arms, kissing her full on the lips as if it was his girlfriend. Tom and I smiled and could see that Hector loved the attention. As soon as we got home, Edwin pulled Hector into his arms and kissed him again. As he did so he lifted his dress and had a good feel.

"Fuck, he's rock hard" he laughed. "In that case I'm going to ravish you here and now because I'm hard too. Seeing you like this really turns me on." He slipped Hector's dress off and removed the panties he was wearing. He bent him over the stairs, lifted his camisole and licked his arse. As he did so, Tom undressed him so by the time he was ready to fuck he was naked and showing off a good sized erection. I gave him some lube and having prepared his cock he sank the full length into Hector.

"Oh fuck; yeah fuck me, fuck me hard" Hector cried out whilst Tom and I watched Edwin's cock thrust in and out until he'd spilled his load.

When he'd finished, Tom reminded me that it was Edwin's turn to spend the night with me as part of our regular change of sleeping partners. I had to agree with Tom's philosophy that variety was the spice of life so enjoyed having either Edwin or Hector as a bed mate for the night.

After more congratulations and a drink, we made our way to bed; me with Edwin, and Tom with Hector having kissed each other goodnight. Once inside my bedroom Edwin took me into his arms and kissed me. He was on top of the world having successfully completed his debut and I couldn't blame him for his excitement because he was now doing what he'd always wanted and like me, no longer had a father preventing him from doing so. He was still in contact with his mother who continued to provide a monthly allowance, but all contact with his father had been severed.

When the kiss ended he gently undressed me and once fully naked went down on his knees to suck my cock which was already excited. "I want you to fuck me with this beautiful cock" he said and took the organ into his mouth. As usual it didn't take long to get me fully erect and once in bed I sank it inside his beautiful arse. I was now able to keep a fuck going for a long time so we both enjoyed the feel of my hot naked cock inside him. Eventually that final point came and I filled him up with ribbons of creamy cum.

As soon as I'd pulled out he turned over and kissed me. "I have so much to thank you for Adrian; you're the best friend I've ever had and you've made me so happy."

I kissed him and felt between his legs. His cock was partially hard so I sank down the bed and took it into my mouth. He squirmed as I sucked the sensitive head and then took the whole length into my mouth to give him a long slow blow job until he was aching to release his load. Eventually he did and I drank his beautiful man seed.

I was still painting as much as ever and producing portraits for Bruce to sell. As soon as I delivered a new batch he sold them within a few days and even had commissions for me to produce a portrait of the buyer. During one such visit to his gallery in Chelsea, he gave me details of a wealthy client who wanted a portrait of his son.

"Chester is seventeen and gay" Bruce whispered, "and he's asked me on the side if you'd also produce a nude portrait of him without his father knowing. It seems he wants to give it to his boyfriend but that of course is strictly confidential."

Having determined that the son could pay my fee for producing such a portrait, I agreed and Bruce said he'd make arrangements for the lad to contact me and arrange a sitting.

Chester arrived the following morning for me to do his portrait. The guy was stunningly good looking. As Tom showed him into my studio he raised his eyebrows as if to say 'lucky you'. Having introduced myself and offered him a seat, I checked what it was he wanted exactly.

"My father wants a boring portrait of me but I also want something more exciting. I've seen some of your work at the gallery and would like something similar. My father is paying for the boring one but the other will be at my cost and not for his eyes. Is that okay?"

"Absolutely; I'll do whatever you want as long as I get paid. Who sees the final product is your affair."

I checked with him that he knew my charges for each portrait and that he'd be available to sit several times for each one. He was so gorgeous that I wanted to have him in front of me as much as possible. He confirmed that the price and availability was not a problem so we set to work.

He'd come in casual clothes so I suggested he remove his jacket and unfasten the two top buttons of his shirt to show a bit of naked flesh. He liked that idea and immediately did as suggested. I decided to have him standing so put my arms round his waist and manoeuvred him into the pose I wanted. Just holding his waist and feeling the heat of his sexy body sent mine into a spin. Fortunately I'd decided to wear trousers beneath my smock so the excitement between my legs didn't show. He on the other hand was showing plenty so he was either well endowed or sexually excited. Since the bulge remained throughout our session, I decided it was the former.

As I sketched I chatted to him. He told me his father was a banker in the City and he had an older brother who'd recently married.

"We don't get on. He calls me a poof."

I smiled and told him we are what we are so if his brother can't accept that then it's his problem not Chester's. I was tempted to ask if he was gay which I suspected.

"Why do you want a nude portrait?"

He turned to look at me and grinned. I told him to turn his head back again so I could get the right angle.

"My dad's a snob so employed a private tutor before I go to university. I'm going to study classics. The tutor is gay, but that must remain between us because if my dad found out he'd dismiss him." I told him that anything we discussed remained confidential so he could speak freely. "I was fifteen when the tutoring commenced and it wasn't long before he was coming on to me. That was almost three years ago. He's ten years older than me and says he loves me."

"I don't blame him you're gorgeous" I thought to myself. "And do you love him?"

"He's a nice guy and good fun to be with so I let him have his fun. He loves fucking me and gives a great blow job. He also lets me do things my father wouldn't allow such as drinking, smoking, taking drugs and looking at porn."

I took that to mean it was a one sided affair and Chester was using him. "So why the nude portrait" I asked again.

"Ah, well, it's his birthday soon so it's my present. He has a house in Rome we often visit and he wants to hang it there. My father thinks the trips are for educational purposes which is a laugh because most of the time I run round naked to keep my tutor happy and we have a wild time."

After a while I told him he could relax and sit down whilst I worked on his flesh tones and perfected his hands which were as beautiful as the rest of him. When I'd done enough for the moment I said we would leave it there and asked when he could return. We agreed he'd come back the following morning by which time I'd have completed most of the picture and would only have odd titivation to do. I'd then commence the nude portrait which I was looking forward to doing. I said I'd need him to pose a couple of days for that.

"Can I see what you've done so far?"

I agreed so he stood beside me with a hand on my shoulder.

"That's fucking brilliant; I really like that. I was expecting a boring picture but that is vibrant." As he said this I felt his hand move round my waist. "You're fucking good." I thanked him and as I went to move away he turned and kissed me. "You're fucking sexy too" he said before pressing his lips against mine. The kiss became intense and he pressed his body hard against mine. I could feel his erection which made me go hard. His hand dropped down to feel it so I felt his too.

"You want me to suck you off?" he asked.

I nodded somewhat surprised by his offer. Within seconds he'd dropped his trousers, pulled out his huge cock and sunk to the floor. My organ sank into his mouth and he sucked as he pleasured his own. Within a few minutes he'd brought both of us off. When he'd finished the business he looked up and grinned.

"Your tutor has taught you well" I grinned.

The following morning he was back. I'd almost finished his portrait; it just needing a few minor details. Rather foolishly I'd decided to dispense with my trousers and just wear my smock thinking it would make him more comfortable being stark naked before me. When he came into the studio he gazed at me taking everything in. He grinned and gave me a kiss.

"You really are sexy." His hand then dropped down to feel my flapping organ which immediately reacted. "Wow, knowing that's flapping beneath this flimsy smock is really going to turn me on."

I first got him to sit down since I wanted to check I'd got the colour of his clothes right. Having decided everything was fine we discussed the nude portrait. He said he fancied the pose of Michelangelo's David which suited me and was one I'd used before so I told him to strip off. Within seconds he was standing stark naked and I couldn't help but lower my gaze to his huge manhood. As I wondered what that would feel like inside me I felt my own rise to the occasion. I asked if he wanted the face to be his or altered so he wouldn't be recognised.

"For this one, definitely mine."

I placed my hands round his naked waist and stood him in the pose of David with a piece of wide ribbon acting as the sling. As before, the heat of his body made mine react so I once again had an erection beneath my smock. I told him to stand quite still as I produced the outline on the canvas. He wanted a two by three foot picture the same as his other portrait. I decided to have a blank shaded background so the eye was immediately drawn to his naked flesh. He stood perfectly still and in silence whilst I worked. His manhood was certainly larger than Michelangelo's version but he wanted everything as it was. I noticed that it was very slightly excited so asked him if he wanted me to draw it like that.

"Yeah, why not" he replied without moving.

It took a considerable amount of time to get every muscle line and curve of his body correct but having now done numerous male nudes I was becoming faster. After half an hour of standing in that one position, I suggested he had a rest whilst I worked on the flesh tones.

"The nudes that sell in Bruce's gallery, do they show the face of the actual guy?" I said some did but other models wanted me to disguise them. "Would you do some of me to display in the gallery with my face disguised?"

"If you'd like me to; you'd receive the going rate."

He said he wasn't bothered about the money so much but liked the idea of having his naked body on display to one and all, especially since his father often bought pictures from Bruce so he'd see them and not know they were of his son.

"Do you hate him that much?"

"I don't hate him but he's a pain in the arse and doesn't think I'm good for anything."

I thought back to my own father who'd been much the same but I had hated him since he bullied me and thought I was worthless. I told Chester I'd be happy to do some more nude portraits of him for the gallery if that's what he wanted but first we needed to complete this one. He posed for another hour before I decided to end the session for that day. I could probably have continued without him but wanted to see his beautiful naked body before me again, even though I knew we'd be doing more if he really did want pictures of his naked form being displayed in a public gallery.

As before, he wanted to see how far I'd got so I let him look. He stood beside me still naked and I felt my own cock rise to the occasion.

"Yeah, that's beautiful" he commented. "Do you ever do pictures of guys with erections?"

I said I did but they were on small canvasses and for a different market. As we talked I noticed his cock rise until it was fully erect. My own was getting excited causing my smock to stand out so became obvious. He took hold of it through the thin material and I became fully erect.

"Would you fuck me; I'd love to feel this inside me."

I wasn't sure I should be having sex with a client but he was insistent and lifted my smock over my head. He went down on my cock and sucked it for a while before bending over the end of the sofa for me to fuck him. He didn't want any foreplay so I lubricated my rod and pressed it inside him.

"Yeah, that is fucking good." I had to agree, it was, so I increased the pace. "Yeah, fuck that arse real good until you fill me up with your lovely creamy cum." So I did and eventually climaxed inside him which was amazing. When I'd finished I offered to suck him off which he accepted so I knelt on the floor, took his huge cock into my mouth and sucked until he'd shot his load.

Over the next two weeks I completed the portrait for his father plus the one he wanted to give his tutor as a present and three for display in the gallery. In addition I completed several smaller pictures of his huge cock, soft and hard, for Stanley's pornographic market. I never met Chester again and often wondered what happened to him but I saw the pictures I'd done of him in the gallery although like the others they were soon snapped up. Whether his father ever saw them I never knew and I never told Bruce who the model was since it was Chester's secret.

As the months passed I continued painting almost every day, either producing more male nudes for Bruce to sell or miniature porn pictures for Stanley's clientele. Stanley seemed to have a never ending supply of models interested in posing in the nude and most were happy for me to produce miniatures of their genitals in an excited state which kept him happy.

Hector and I still loved dressing up in female attire and we were now becoming bolder so often went out together to do shopping and on several occasions Tom would escort us. Invariably when we returned he'd make love to both of us before giving us a good long hard fuck whilst still in our frocks.

"Oh fuck" Edwin exclaimed having opened a letter on his return from work. "I've been invited to a dinner dance by an old friend of mine."

"Why the glum face?" Tom asked.

"I always feel out of place not having a woman on my arm and these functions always seem to expect you to go with a female to dance with."

"Why not take Allison or Maria" Tom suggested.

"Yeah, that's a great idea; in fact why don't you come too Tom so Maria can be my partner and Allison yours."

Both guys looked at me and Hector to see if we were willing so we said yes. "We'd have to learn to dance as a woman and buy some new dresses."

Hector became very excited so it was agreed that he and I would accompany Edwin and Tom as Maria and Allison. The function was in three weeks so we didn't have that much time to get ready. The following day Hector and I dressed up in our female attire and went shopping in the west end for suitable dresses to wear at a dinner dance. We chose the dresses, trying not to laugh as the assistant fussed around us as if we were two excited females off to our first dinner dance. We bought shoes to match and I then took Hector to Bond Street to purchase some jewellery. I was tired of using what I'd kept back from mother's collection and decided we deserved something new. We ended up buying a diamond necklace for each of us and two simple, but very attractive rings.

By the time we returned home, Hector was jumping up and down and couldn't wait to try everything on. We told the boys to wait downstairs whilst we changed into our new clothes and had made up our faces as if we were off for the night. With the new jewellery in place we walked downstairs in our finery. Both guys gasped and said how beautiful we looked.

"I reckon you'll turn a few heads knowing the guys who attend these functions" Edwin grinned and gave both of us a kiss on the cheek.

"You really do look beautiful" Tom told me as he kissed me. I smiled and felt his crotch. He was already hard.

The next task was to learn to dance in the role of a female, which wasn't as easy as I'd thought. I was used to leading a woman so had to let Tom take over. Hector found it easier since he'd not been to a dance before so didn't have to unlearn anything. Eventually we mastered it and by the time the function was upon us we were satisfied we'd be able to pass ourselves off as females. It took us several hours to get ready. First we bathed in the bath together, put on our makeup, got dressed into our new clothes and fitted our wigs. The two guys meanwhile had bathed together and dressed in the smart dinner suits I'd purchased for them. Edwin wanted to pay me for his but I wouldn't hear of it since I had plenty of money and he was only on a low wage as an actor.

I decided to hire a private car to take us to the event which was at the Strand Palace Hotel. As we walked in I noticed several guys looking at us and wondered whether they'd seen through our disguise. I sensed that Hector or Maria as she was for the evening, was feeling nervous and hanging onto Edwin's arm like grim death. Edwin introduced us to several friends he knew and we shook hands.

"This is Allison, Adrian's cousin and Maria a friend of Allison's; unfortunately Adrian wasn't able to attend this evening" he told them with a deadpan face but he was an actor after all so was used to quoting fiction.

Eventually the assembled crowd was ushered into the dining room having been plied with aperitifs. I'd told Hector to go easy on the drink because I didn't want him pissed and let the mask slip. I too went carefully politely declining top ups from the very dishy waiters who flirted with their eyes as they served us. We were sitting on a table of eight so Edwin introduced us yet again. We'd decided to use the story that Allison and Maria were visiting London and staying at Adrian's house in Kensington having come up from the West Country. Everybody accepted that explanation as if it was a perfectly normal situation.

The meal was delicious and consisted of several courses. Hector was sitting beside me and I noticed he was doing well. I had Tom next to me and Edwin beside Hector to avoid us getting into a detailed conversation with another guest. I noted that most of the talk was between the guys who almost ignored the women which suited us.

When the meal was over and the tables cleared, a small orchestra started playing. Several couples immediately got up to dance but Hector and I remained seated. After a few minutes, Tom and Edwin suggested we dance so the four of us got up and did our piece for the sake of the charade we were playing. As we danced I noticed one of the ladies on our table sitting alone. I'd picked up from the conversation earlier that she was single so I whispered to Tom that perhaps he should invite her to dance since she looked lonely. He agreed so when we returned to the table leaving Edwin and Maria dancing, he invited her to dance. She immediately accepted so I watched them glide onto the dance floor.

As I sat there I noticed a guy at another table looking at me. I'd seen him watching me during dinner and our eyes met several times. He was an attractive guy and seemed to be without a partner so I couldn't quite make him out. After a few minutes he came over and sat beside me.

"I'm Felipe." I introduced myself as Allison and he took hold of my hand to kiss it. "You're beautiful" he smiled as he looked into my eyes whilst holding my hand to his mouth.

"Thank you" I replied and put on a shy look.

"Would you like to dance?"

I agreed so he led me onto the dance floor and immediately placed one hand round my waist and took hold of my hand with the other. He was a good dancer and it took all of my newly learnt skills to keep up with him. Several times I had to apologise saying I wasn't used to dancing.

"You have beauty and grace so that's enough for me."

There was no doubt that he was coming on to me and I wasn't sure how to react. There was also something about him that wasn't quite right since I noticed he looked more at the other men than the women. He asked me who I was so I used the agreed story about me being Adrian's cousin. He mentioned that he lived in Kensington so I casually asked whereabouts. Fortunately his house was quite a way from mine.

We had several dances together, chatting in between, and the more I did so the more I liked him. Poor Tom was left out in the cold and the more I tried to include him, the more Felipe wanted me all to himself. He even suggested we wander outside to get some fresh air so I agreed. Once we were on our own, he kissed me. The feel of his lips against mine gave me a wonderful feeling and I began to feel I was cheating on him by pretending to be a woman.

"You really are beautiful" he kept on saying and pressed his body against mine. I could feel his hardness and hoped that mine was sufficiently hidden inside my frilly panties. Fortunately he was very well mannered and never once tried to take advantage of me but it was clear he fancied me.

He spent the rest of the evening by my side and said he hoped Tom didn't mind him monopolising me. I'd been introduced as Adrian's cousin with Tom as my chaperone in Adrian's absence so Tom knew he had to keep up the charade. Before we finally parted for the evening, Felipe said he wanted to meet me again.

"How about we meet for coffee one morning since you're staying at your cousin's house in Kensington and I live nearby."

Before I had time to think a way out of it he'd told me where to meet and when. Our meeting was to be the following morning so there was little time to make up an excuse. Because he still intrigued me I agreed so he kissed my hand and said he looked forward to meeting me again.

"I reckon our friend Felipe has fallen for Allison" Tom giggled on our way home.

"What the fuck am I going to do? He's going to find out at some point if things get hot and steamy."

"I for one wouldn't mind if I got hot and steamy with him" Tom laughed.

"Stop it; this is serious; I don't want to hurt his feelings."

"I'm sure you'll find a way out of it my love" he replied and felt into my crotch beneath my wrap. Just the thought of Felipe had made me hard which made Tom chuckle. He was enjoying the mess I was in and for once in my life I wasn't sure how to get out of it.

The next morning I was tempted to send Hector to explain to Felipe that I was regrettably indisposed and couldn't meet him but something inside me kept telling me I wanted and needed to see him again so in the end I selected a day dress from our collection and changed myself into a woman.

"Will I do?" I asked Tom.

"Of course; you look beautiful as ever; if I was him I'd take you back to my house and ravish you."

"For fuck's sake don't say that; what if he does?"

"He'll get a hell of a shock" he laughed not taking the matter seriously at all. He was amused that I'd somehow got into this situation and wasn't sure how to extricate myself."

Suitably dressed with a small clutch bag in my hand, I made my way to the smart coffee place we'd agreed to meet at. Very much the gentleman he was already there so as soon as I walked in he stood up and came over to greet me. He again took my hand to kiss and then asked if he could kiss me on the cheek. Not wanting to be churlish I agreed. He led me over to his table and ordered coffee for us both.

"You're looking stunning again" he smiled.

"Thank you" I replied not sure what to say.

Over coffee we made small chat and I managed to keep up the pretence. When the coffee had been consumed he took my hand and looked me in the eyes. I automatically tensed imagining what might come next. He smiled and squeezed my hand.

"You and Maria, or whatever his name is, are very good."

I looked at him pretending not to understand. "What do you mean?"

"Oh come on; I saw through your little charade as soon as you guys walked in last night; don't get me wrong, I think you're both very good and you clearly fooled everyone else but it takes one to know one. I too love dressing up as a woman and if I'm honest it really turns me on. If I'm not mistaken, Tom is too although I couldn't quite make Edwin out."

"Are you telling me you're gay" I whispered.

He smiled and nodded. "And you guys? I do so hope you are." Having realised my cover had been blown I decided there was no point in continuing the charade so I nodded. "Don't worry; your secret is safe with me as I'm sure mine is with you."

I said it was and asked him where we went from here. He gave another of his adorable smiles and squeezed my hand. "How about we go back to my place and get to know each other some more."

My cock was already hard at the thought of seeing him naked so I readily agreed and we left the coffee shop. As we made the ten minute walk to his house he asked me my real name so I told him. I explained who Tom really was, gave him Hector's name and added that Edwin was also gay and lived with us.

"Wow, quite a set up; I'm envious but won't Tom mind if we ... you know ... have fun together?"

"It's an open relationship so we both fool around with other guys."

"Now that's what I like to hear" he chuckled and placed an arm through mine. "I'm already hard just thinking about what we can do in bed."

"Same here; I was hard whilst we danced last night."

He laughed, "Yeah, one advantage of wearing a dress; stiff cocks don't show provided you keep them well inside your panties; I take it you do wear panties."

"Yep; every item of clothing I'm wearing is female which you'll find out as you undress me."

"Now that's an invitation I'm certainly not going to turn down. Are you a top or a bottom?"

"I'm versatile; how about you?"

"The same but I prefer fucking."

"In that case I'm all yours" I giggled and pulled him closer as we neared his house.

As soon as we were inside, he helped me slip out of the lightweight coat I was wearing, removed his own jacket and took me into his arms. The kiss this time was full on the lips with no holding back as our mouths clasped together. After a few moments of kissing he gently led me upstairs. The house was smaller than mine but nicely furnished. He took me into the back bedroom which contained a large double bed. I looked at it wondering how many other men he'd brought back here for sex. He then set about gently undressing me as if I was a woman until I was down to my frilly panties. My erection pressed against the thin material and was already weeping. He hastily removed his own clothes and he was as beautiful naked as I'd imagined. For a moment we just looked at each other and within those few seconds I fell in love with him. It was the first time I'd ever met someone who I loved like I did Tom.

He gently removed my panties and my hard cock stood out proud. He laid me on the bed and went down on it.

"For a woman you've got a gorgeous cock" he chuckled in between long hard sucks. After several minutes of sucking he lifted my legs and rested them on my chest holding them down with his hands. He bent down and licked my hole which was now aching to feel his hard cock that was swinging up and down. He grabbed a bottle of lube, prepared my opening and then his long hard shaft. He slowly pressed the swollen head of his cock through the yielding entrance until it was inside. He paused, looked at me and grinned. "That is so beautiful." He then pressed against my hole and the remainder of his shaft slowly disappeared inside. When he was right inside me he commenced a long slow fuck.

"Ah fuck; that feels so good" I cried.

"It's fucking brilliant; look mum I'm fucking a woman" he laughed.

"Yeah, fuck that arse; fuck it real hard" I cried out urging him on but he wanted to pace it to make it last which suited me because I loved the feel of his hot meat inside me. "When you've shot your load I'm going to give you a long hard fuck."

"Yeah; can't wait to feel this lump of meat inside me; it's a beautiful cock."

Somehow he kept the action going for a long time before he suddenly cried out that he was coming. I squeezed my entrance as his climax erupted and he gasped. "Ah, fuck."

Even when he'd shot his load, he continued fucking wanting every last drop to be deposited inside me. I wasn't complaining because my arse was now on fire and I certainly didn't want that fire to go out.

Eventually he did pull out and my arse felt empty but it had a wonderful afterglow. We quickly changed places and I lifted his legs over his chest to expose his beautiful hole. I plunged my mouth onto it and he let out loud groans of pleasure as my tongue forced its way inside. When I'd rimmed him enough I prepared my cock and pressed my large head against the entrance. He held it tight to give me added pleasure as I slowly forced it inside his beautiful soft arse. Once there I pushed in the rest of my shaft until I could feel my pubic hair brushing against his arse. I then proceeded to fuck him using long slow strokes. I could tell he was in heaven as was I. As I fucked I tweaked his nipples which sent him into wild ecstasy. He too had a smooth chest, short fair hair on his head and a bush of pubic hair of the same colour.

When I'd reached my climax and filled him up with several ribbons of cum, I pulled out and collapsed on top of him. Our naked flesh felt so good together and I wanted to do it all again but I was conscious of the time and knew that Tom would be getting worried if I didn't return home soon.

"I'm sorry, I'd better get home otherwise Tom will be sending out the search party" I giggled.

"We can see each other again can't we" he implored.

"Of course" I replied without thinking since I knew I had to see this gorgeous guy again.

"Will you tell Tom?"

"I don't know; we've never had secrets between us."

"It's you I want Adrian, not Tom although I'm sure he's a lovely guy but it's your decision because I wouldn't want to do anything that upset what you both have for each other. Last night I could see the love he had for you so it has to be your choice."

I said I'd think about it even though I'd already made up my mind that I wanted Felipe for myself and didn't want to share him like Tom and I did with other guys. We agreed to meet again in two days time. "What do you do for a living?" I asked, suddenly realising we'd not talked about that. He told me he owned two large London hotels. They used to be his father's but he'd died of a heart attack a year ago.

"When I reached eighteen a few months ago they became mine; I have managers to run them so I only have to make an appearance every few days. What about you?"

I briefly told him my story and that I was now an artist. He asked the kind of work I did so I told him. "I know that gallery and have seen the male nudes; they're very good; you're a talented artist."

We kissed on the lips and I dressed as Allison before making my way home. I now had to decide what I told Tom.

1. When I got home, Tom wanted to know what had happened. I played it down saying we'd had a pleasant coffee together and had told him I was returning home within a few days. Tom smiled and pulled me into his arms.

"I don't blame him for trying it on; you're so gorgeous."

I felt really bad having decided to lie my way out of it knowing I'd just spent a wonderful time in bed with Felipe but I was in too deep now so had no option but to continue the deceit. The next day I called Felipe to arrange another meeting. We'd agreed that he'd not call me because the likelihood of me answering the phone was remote so would cause problems. Tom was busy cleaning the car and Hector was in the garden so I closed myself into the study and made the call.

"Hello gorgeous" he greeted me. "What did you decide about Tom?"

I told him what I'd said to Tom and that I felt bad over it. "Perhaps you should come round so I can make you feel better" he chuckled. Already my cock was hard so I agreed.

"Will see you in ten minutes" I replied with my heart racing. I grabbed my jacket and went out to find Tom. After the death of my parents I'd sold the Daimler and bought two smaller cars; one for Tom and one for me so we both had our own transport if required. I told him I had to see the bank manager to discuss financial matters which was not a total untruth since he had written to me to say he needed to see me to sign various papers to do with investments but I'd not yet arranged an appointment. Tom nodded and gave me a kiss not the slightest bit suspicious despite my heart racing like a young boy who'd committed some terrible crime.

I was round at Felipe's house within minutes and once inside he pulled me into his arms.

"How long have you got?"

"About an hour or so"

"Excellent; time to give that gorgeous arse of yours a good fuck" he laughed and took me upstairs where he proceeded to undress me. "You look just as beautiful dressed as a man, if not better."

I smiled and gave him a big kiss which soon became intense. Within seconds we were both naked with a raging hard-on. He laid me on the bed and lifted my legs high over my chest so he could lick my hole.

"Mm, such a beautiful arse and I'm going to fuck it until you beg me to stop. I've been thinking about you ever since you left yesterday."

I told him I'd done the same even though I still loved Tom with all my heart and knew I always would whatever happened. I convinced myself this was just a short term fling with a beautiful guy.

The feel of his hot cock inside me was every bit as good as the day before. He was a passionate lover very much like Tom which is why I'd fallen in love with him. I lost all sense of time as he gently fucked me until he finally reached his climax and filled me up with his beautiful cum. After a short break during which we kissed and cuddled without a care in the world, I fucked him which was just as beautiful.

We agreed to meet up again in three days time so I'd have to think of another meeting I had to attend. In the meantime I called him every day when Tom wasn't around.

Our relationship continued like this for several weeks until one day Tom said he'd bumped into Felipe whilst shopping. "I think he's gay; I wonder whether he sussed that Allison was a bloke." For a moment I didn't know what to say and just looked at him. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"I need to talk to you about something" I eventually replied and took him into the study where we could be on our own. He looked concerned and asked what was wrong. I pulled two chairs together and told him to sit down. I did so myself and took hold of his hands. "You know I love you with all my heart, don't you Tom."

"Of course I do and I love you so what's this all about" he asked now looking worried.

"I've been an idiot." I paused and felt tears form in my eyes as I looked into his. "You're right, Felipe is gay and we've been seeing each other since he met us at the dance several weeks ago." Tom sat in silence as I told him what had happened at that first coffee morning and how he'd taken me back to his house where we had sex and had been seeing each other fairly regularly since then.

"I'm so sorry Tom because I love you so much but there was something about him that made me want to be with him. I still love you and always will; I want nothing to upset our relationship because if it did I'd be devastated; I promise to end it and not see him again."

Tom smiled and placed a finger on my lips to stop me from rambling on. I felt so terrible and tears were pouring down my face. "Don't beat yourself up about it; I understand; let's face it he's a fucking gorgeous guy and to be honest having realised he might be gay even I was attracted to him."

"But I've done it behind your back and we've always been honest with each other" I wailed.

"Don't worry about it. We all do stupid things at times and you've come clean. To be honest I did wonder whether something odd was going on because you seem to have had a lot of meetings with the bank and your solicitor over the past few weeks."

"Some of those were real" I grinned having seen that he was okay "but I feel guilty about what I've done."

"I forgive you but I shall want to give you an extra special fuck tonight" he grinned. I smiled and told him he could most certainly do that. "Why don't you invite him for a meal so we can all get to know him; who knows, he might like four guys to fuck."

I couldn't believe he was so understanding and not angry. I wondered whether I'd feel the same way if he'd been cheating on me behind my back. Okay we'd always agreed that our relationship was not monogamous but we'd always been honest about who else we'd had sex with.

"Are you sure?" I eventually asked.

"Yes, I am but I'd like to get to know this guy who's bewitched my lover" he laughed.

I spoke to Felipe and told him that Tom now knew about us but he'd like to meet him again so invited him for dinner. I half expected him to say no but he jumped at the offer. When he came, it was me who felt uncomfortable whereas Tom and Felipe seemed to hit it off. He became a regular visitor after that and in time was a close friend to both of us. Felipe always made it very clear that he was in love with me and to be honest, I was still in love with him but he knew that I loved Tom just as much so would never do anything to hurt him or upset our relationship. I often asked him why he didn't find someone else to share his life with and his reply was always "I've found the guy I love and even though I know I can't have him I'm happy because I know he still loves me."

The years seemed to fly past and during that time Felipe and I became business partners in several ventures. I put money into his hotel business which flourished and more hotels were opened both in London and other places. We also helped new enterprises, some of which were successful and some not but we enjoyed helping other people achieve their dream. After my near disaster as Allison when I first met Felipe, I stopped dressing up as a woman and Hector did too, we eventually discarded our female wardrobe but it was good fun whilst it lasted. He was now very much part of the family and continued to prepare all our meals because he loved cooking but I employed another young guy to do the cleaning and one to do the gardening and odd jobs to relieve him and Tom.

By this time my painting had reduced enormously because the market had collapsed. Stanley's pornographic work had also gone so I no longer had the pleasure of painting young naked guys showing off their erections or for that matter to produce nude portraits for Bruce to sell. Fortunately my business partnership with Felipe filled my time so I didn't miss it too much although I occasionally went to my studio and produced the odd picture just for fun.

Edwin was doing well as an actor, albeit still with local repertory companies and he and Hector eventually became true lovers so now shared a room. Our regular exchange of bed partners also ceased although we all enjoyed bedding young guys who were interested. In 1967 the Government legalised homosexuality so at last we felt we were no longer committing an offence each time we had sex with another guy. However, the public at large were still very anti gays so we remained closeted to the outside world but it was a start and we hoped that one day we'd be accepted.

In 1968 there was a relaxation by the Lord Chamberlain so Stanley's plays no longer had to be cleared by his office. As such there was an influx of full nudity on the stage and Edwin performed in a play where he had to be totally naked showing a full frontal during two scenes which went down very well with the audience. All of us attended the first night and gave him a standing ovation.

I was in my early forties when the AIDS epidemic broke out in the 1980s. Needless to say it was a shock to everyone and several of our friends died early on. We all tested and by some stroke of good luck I was negative as was Felipe but Tom, Edwin and Hector were all positive as were many of our other friends, including Daniel. We were all devastated by the news and for quite some time they suffered terribly from the drugs they were given. Somehow Edwin and Hector coped with them but Tom was not so lucky. He eventually became very weak and I spent all of my time caring for him. Felipe was wonderful and spent most of his time at our house doing what he could. Without his support I don't think I could have coped so I owe him a lot for that.

Then one morning, what I'd feared the most happened. Tom became so ill that he had to be admitted to hospital. We all knew the likely outcome and I fell apart but once again Felipe was there to support me. Two days later Tom died and I was devastated. I'd known him all my life and he'd been my lover for most of that time. For days I couldn't think straight or do anything so it was Felipe who managed everything and arranged the funeral. All I had to do was attend but I was determined to stand up in front of the large number of our friends who'd come along to the funeral and say a few words about Tom and what a wonderful man he was. I thought long and hard about what to say and eventually decided to read a poem by W H Auden called 'Stop the Clocks'. The poem had always been a favourite of mine and it reflected my feelings exactly.

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message He is dead. Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves; Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods, For nothing now can ever come to any good.

For several days after the funeral I wandered around in a daze but as always Felipe was there at my side to get me through it. The house felt so empty without Tom even though Edwin and Hector were still there plus Felipe who'd more or less moved in to support me. A month after the funeral I decided I couldn't live in the house any longer. Everywhere I went brought back memories of Tom and his last few painful months. Not that I wanted to forget him but I knew I needed to move on so I decided to sell the house. By now Edwin and Hector were lovers so I bought them an apartment of their own. Felipe still loved me and I still loved him so we decided to become official partners. We moved into his house which was smaller than mine and far more manageable.

We lived together for many happy years although I never forgot Tom and each day I'd look at the portrait I'd done of him all those years ago and said 'I love you'.

Then Felipe was diagnosed with cancer so I nursed him for several months before he eventually died. By this time both Edwin and Hector had passed away owing to their HIV status and the problems they were having with their medication so I was now alone. I sold Felipe's house which he'd left to me since he had no family, and moved into a small apartment. We'd sold the hotel business several years before so we could enjoy retirement together but it seemed I was destined to lose those I loved. Every so often I troll the cruising grounds to see if anyone is interested, more for company than sex, but most of the time I sit at home wishing I too was dead now that those nearest and dearest to me have gone.

Author's note: Adrian died just over a year ago. By the time I met him he was tired of life but enjoyed telling me about it and encouraged me to make it into this story.