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  1. Mike Arram
    Normal life persisted in going on. The next day the crew was filming at Medeln once more, and Henry and Gavin had to be there. This time, it was Alastair Bannow in front of the cameras. Not surprisingly, Henry was abstracted, hardly a good condition for the man in charge of the day’s interview. Lights and equipment were set up in the centre of the abbey nave, where Henry was to put questions to Dr Bannow. Henry’s side would be replaced later by voice-over, leaving only Bannow’s answers to f
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    Henry intercepted Oskar and Fritz as they descended the stairs to the side door of the palace. Oskar was still in his uniform, while Fritz had changed into black trousers and a plain white shirt. Oskar carried a long leather case, which Henry assumed contained the swords for the duel. ‘You may not come, Henry. It will not be allowed,’ frowned Oskar. ‘Will you two please come to your senses?’ Henry pleaded. ‘This is the end of the twentieth century.’ ‘That may be so, Henry,’ replie
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    The following week passed quickly for Henry and Gavin. They had their hands full briefing Wardrinski and Bannow, which left them little time for themselves. The weather had turned cool and overcast, quite unusual for a Rothenian summer. Since that made outdoor filming difficult, most of the shooting was done indoors. One day, everyone drove over in a convoy to Radelngrad in Glottenberh where, with the help of the king, they had a private viewing of the relic of the Black Virgin at the Vitalenkl
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    When Henry awoke the next morning, he felt a different air about the house of Templerstadt. There was a sense of distinct activity in the air. Servants were passing and re-passing in the passage outside his and Gavin’s bedroom. Henry got up and peeked downward past the window drapes to see gardeners placing hangings and floral baskets around the courtyard. Two secret service agents had taken over the gatehouse. One of them was speaking into a radio. The king would be arriving from Strelzen at t
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    Fritz was very excited to be going back to Terlenehem. It had been several years since he had last seen his childhood home. It had to be said that beneath his usual projection of cool Oskar was detectably moved by the homecoming. They were sitting in the front of Oskar’s BMW, two beautiful young men perfectly unconscious of their beauty. They chatted like little kids, pointing out their important places to Henry and Gavin. Gavin was catching Henry’s eyes and smiling. ‘… and that was where
  6. Mike Arram

    Chapter 21

    Mike Arram commented on Mike Arram's story chapter in Chapter 21

    Gavin is a lot more than he may once have seemed, with mystical Celtic origins behind him; it’s no accident he carries the name of Gawain, the purest of Arthur’s knights, and Gavin will share his fate.
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    The next morning, Henry was up early. It was a Tuesday with no filming scheduled, so he decided to go rambling round the Templerstadt estate. He let Gavin lie in. He took a quick bite of toast and bacon from the provisions already laid out in the breakfast room, then left by the front door. Henry’s first destination was the old chapel, which he’d been itching to get to see ever since arriving at Templerstadt. The chapel had been given a major makeover at some time in the late middle ages, j
  8. Mike Arram
    Henry and Gavin had a great day. They played tennis doubles that afternoon with Harriet and Eddie, and were wiped off the face of the court without minding it at all. Gavin was entranced to be in an environment where servants laid out lunch in the beautiful gardens, and chilled drinks were available at the ring of a bell. ‘Henry! I like this being rich! Can you make our fortune, quickly?’ Henry laughed. ‘Baby, you’re the one who’s good with figures. Just enjoy an away-day in paradise.
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    ‘So what are you going to do, Henry?’ Gavin had been riveted by what Henry told him. They were sitting huddled over a table in the somewhat depressing bar of the Strelzen Holiday Inn. It had taken three gin-and-tonics to finish the story. ‘What am I going to do? I suppose I’m going to continue my investigations, baby. I’m more and more convinced that Bannow was right and that Rothenia has a secret at its heart. Indeed, that it actually does have a spiritual heart, that pulses … something …
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    ‘Studs out, baby, suits on. Today we are media executives.’ A neatly turned-out Henry picked up his battered briefcase, and gave an equally smart Gavin a small kiss. They trooped down to reception, where a taxi was waiting. There was a meeting at a rented HQ located in the Strelsenermedia Building in the Old City of Strelzen, at which Henry was very eager to be present. He had to be early for a briefing beforehand with Matt, whose PA and research assistant he would become that day, for the
  11. Mike Arram
    Term time went by. Working in the King’s Cross with a subdued Frank took up three or four evenings a week. Babysitting Mattie Oscott so his parents could party took up one or two others. So much night work meant that Henry and Gavin often only got one evening out a week together. But they had limited money in any case. They saw each other for a lot of the day and sometimes shared shifts, so the separation wasn’t too big a problem. Eddie had come back from Walbrough, if not a changed man, a
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    Henry and Gavin blanched at the cost of the rail tickets, but there was nothing for it. Henry put it reluctantly on his card debt; Gavin was already broke. But he made his own sandwiches and bought other food supplies for the journey from a supermarket, rather than pay the prices on board the train. ‘Got your bucket and spade, Gavin baby?’ Gavin grinned and nodded. ‘Then off we go. Pity it’s February with eight-foot waves at Walbrough and an icy gale.’ Gavin was strangely delighted wit
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    ‘Have you seen him since yesterday?’ Terry, Gavin, David and Henry were in Terry’s flat at the Brewery. David had got them all a strong drink, even though it was mid-afternoon. Terry had flown back from Strelzen as soon as he had received Henry’s urgent call. ‘No, Terry,’ Henry replied. ‘Not a sign of him. I’ve been ringing round Surfing Soc, and no one’s seen him.’ ‘How much money has he got, Henry?’ ‘No idea. Quite a lot, I’d guess. He spends very little; money’s not his th
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    David prodded Henry awake, got out of his beloved mini and stretched. ‘Hey, Henry, get your bags out the back. We’re here. It’s Finkle Road, and Gavin’s bobbing up and down on the spot with anxiety to hug you.’ David had driven Henry down from London that Monday, after spending the time following the New Year’s Party with Terry in Hawaii. David was looking fit and tanned, while Henry had the pallor of the office worker about him. Henry yawned. Gavin helped him drag his bags out of th
  15. Mike Arram
    Henry got to share Matt’s car with Fritz when they returned to London. Andy was going to stay down in Suffolk for the month, but Matt had to get back to Marlowe Productions. So did Henry, with a fortnight of his contract still to work. Fritz was undeniably moonstruck; just sitting in the front seat next to Matt and watching the landscape of Suffolk and Essex flit by. The only conversation was between Matt and Henry, who was impressed to be in the same car as probably the two most beautiful
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    The astonishment of discovering that Guy Worsman was Ed Cornish’s new boyfriend quite took the punch out of the awkwardness of being face to face with Ed again. ‘You know each other?’ Andy asked in surprise. ‘Hello, little Henry.’ Guy seemed genuinely pleased to see him again, and by no means embarrassed at the meeting. Henry gave a broader grin than he would have thought possible. He took Guy’s hand with some real warmth. ‘Hey Guy! Well I might have guessed. So you’ve cradle-sna
  17. Mike Arram
    Trewern rectory was as it always had been, and Henry’s bedroom was waiting to offer him its familiar and ample refuge. His brother Richard was home for Christmas too. They seemed to have a lot more in common these days, such as expanding student debt. Richard was spending a year completing a taught MA course and maxing out his credit, as he said. They went for a walk, and Henry told his brother everything about his first term. Richard had quite a bit of sympathy to offer, as well as a highly amu
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    The producer was winding up the Monday-morning meeting. Camden Road outside was jammed with traffic, and Henry kept losing attention and staring at the people on the top decks of buses opposite the window. Endless lines of passenger jets moaned overhead on their way to Heathrow or Gatwick. He suddenly caught his name. ‘… and Henry will fillet the poem for a word picture, yes?’ ‘Er … yes, I will.’ ‘On my desk tomorrow. Typed.’ ‘Yes, sure. No problem.’ Henry picked up his
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    Term time is faster than normal time. It seemed barely any time at all since Henry had arrived in Cranwell, yet the final week was suddenly upon him. Frank was in a bad mood because Henry was going to be away over the vacation, although why he had expected Henry to stay in Cranwell just to help him during the Christmas holiday was more than Henry could understand. ‘Why can’t you be loyal to this pub like your little boyfriend? He’s got a sense of responsibility. He’s staying on till Christm
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    Sunday was the day Professor Wardrinski gave his lecture in the university. Weekend or not, it pulled in quite an audience. Paul Oscott for one had pushed it heavily to his group. Since Eddie was in Yorkshire, Henry had strict instructions to take careful notes. But there was a lot of general interest in the subject of Dr Bannow’s books in the city, so the lecture hall was full. Henry and Gavin had got seats near the front. Henry surveyed the professor. He was well dressed and well groomed.
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    Henry’s temporary moral ascendancy over Frank earned a reluctant consent for Gavin’s trial period at the bar of the King’s Cross. As Henry expected, Gavin was not an immediate favourite with the hardy regulars in the public bar. He blushed too easily and didn’t have the quickness of repartee that had got acceptance for Henry. On the other hand, he was not flustered by Henry’s arch-enemy, the till. Not only that, but his mental maths was good, and he could calculate change faultlessly. This meant
  22. Mike Arram
    Henry grew fonder of Gavin. Beneath his social diffidence, the boy had an intensity of physical passion that was hard to credit. His devotion to Henry was profound, and the lengths he would go to in giving sexual pleasure were endless. He never tired of being naked with Henry. The only drawback was that he had much rather Henry took the lead in their sex play, which was not what Henry always wanted. And there were nights as he nestled into Gavin that Henry caught himself thinking guiltily a
  23. Mike Arram
    Henry’s awakening mind registered an immediate difference that Sunday morning, and told him it approved. Warm velvety skin was pressing into his abdomen, and someone was breathing lightly next to him. Someone else’s dark hair was in his face. He kissed it and Gavin stirred, sighed and turned to smile at his lover. They kissed and their morning erections rubbed together. Gavin broke off, said, ‘Can I?’ and when Henry smiled back, disappeared below the duvet. Henry felt his cock engulfed in a hun
  24. Mike Arram

    Chapter 3

    Mike Arram commented on Mike Arram's story chapter in Chapter 3

    Gavin’s certainly shy, but like many kids he’s apt to fall in love with just the guy he shouldn’t. Still Henry will sort it.
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    Henry surfaced at nine and showered, after first removing some used condoms from the bathtub with a grimace of disgust. Students were animals. He sat in the kitchen smelling the sour, vomit-stained air, wrinkling his nose and looking forward to the cleaners’ arrival. Litter was everywhere. He just swept the crap from the table on to the floor and managed to find the materials to make coffee, though the milk had disappeared. He had brought down his copy of Staring in the Face of Christ and g
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