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That sure was a great way to grab our attention at the start. I was half way into the story before I knew it had begun. There's nothing like meeting up with old friends, who are genuine. This is the first BDSM story that I've read, so go easy with me 😉. Clearly both TC and David will rekindle their long lost friendship. However, they are unlikely to take it any further, unless they both settle for switching roles, to part time Subs and Doms, if that's at all possible. Either that, or one selflessly gives themselves to the other, and that sounds like a recipe for disaster. Plus there's the 24/7 commitment issue. Both major obstacles to overcome; maybe even insurmountable. Great conundrum with which to form the basis of a story. Of course, I'm getting way too ahead of myself. They've only just had a catchup after 20 years and might end up contented old college mates, for the next 40 chapters. 🤔

Given his loathsome and abusive parents, there is no way that Mark could have come through that unscathed. It might be a little odd that it only manifests itself now or maybe not, as it is after years of duress. I just hope that you portray him as broken and not as callous which is where he seemed to be heading at the start of Part 3.

I'm surprised, I thought i might not like Part 3 as I knew it was going to involve some level of break up between Rob and Mark. But you don't truly know some one until you see them in difficult circumstances. This time apart for the guys is certainly an opportunity to witness that. I'm liking all the little sub plots about meeting with Mark's real father in France and even his own mother, the witch. Mark is still short-sighted if he thinks he is capable of having Damien around and not letting him mess with his head. He can barely do that at the moment. All it will take is one day when something unexpectedly bad happens between Rob and Mark and Damien will sleaze his way into their misfortune. Secretly Mark is contriving for that to happen even though ostensibly, he professes an undying loyalty to Rob. I can see there's a lot of text and a lot more to go wrong this Part. Loved the Sparks song. Never heard it before. It's a perfect choice for the chapter. Mark's real dad seems a nice guy. Enjoying seeing more of Jordan and Rachel. But what is it with you and boys names beginning with 'D'? You've just added another one with Declan. That's at least 4 now. Did you rip a page out the boy's baby names book? 🤪

I generally like what you're doing here in part 3. It wasn't possible to rinse and repeat part 2 and sustain the story's interest. Everything had pretty much fell into Rob and Mark's lap from early in their career. So we need to know how they can cope personally through some rough times. My main criticism is that Mark should have sweetened the deal by offering to go with Rob to L.A. to drop him off at the therapists and stay in the vicinity for emotional support. That's what friends would do to show that they are truly a priority in their lives. Now that Damien's sniffing around, we know that Mark really hasn't the strength of character to avoid being gulled by him. By his own admission he loves to be flattered by the chase. If Rob finds out, it won't be just drinks and drugs that he'll be partying hard with. Mark is playing a very dangerous game and seems happy to risk losing Rob, now that he has all the ammunition he needs to put the blame on him.

Such a well written chapter Unilive. There was a sad inevitability about it. I liked that Croke Park was said to be the highlight of their tour too. Ireland is still home to me. It was clever of you to skip a couple of years. We can't be as critical of Mark's potential lack of support because we aren't aware of everything he went through, with his dealings with Rob. Just going by Rob's summation of the stresses he was going through, it seems their manager was utterly incompetent for having overworked them and consequently burning them out. Idiot. But in the end, both Rob and Mark just clearly needed a break from all the touring and recording. It's not rocket science. They are smart enough people to have realised that and they had the resources to make it happen, but didn't. Again you made it happen in the two years we weren't around which was clever because you know we would have abused you for writing it this way, if you had done it over several chapters. 😡 Anyway, disasters were bound to happen at some point. Frankly, I did expect it much sooner in their career. But now that it's here we can only hope that there's a great story ahead for both Rob and Mark, to repair and rebuild their lives and relationship together, at a later point. Rob needs to start rehab in LA as that is the precondition that Mark has set. So why do I feel that he won't do that and their breakup will become something more serious? I do hope I'm wrong but I'm a victim of my own insight, at times. 🤔

I thoroughly enjoyed this heroic tale Geron, and although a work of fiction, it was deeply touching as it honoured the memory of so many civilians, that suffered for the great deeds they did, to ensure our freedom. Throughout it's telling, I was continuously wondering how it's author could write in such avid detail, about the events and places therein. It certainly wasn't anything, that just anyone could tell, with any such conviction. And the boys awakening of something deeper in their friendship, managed to provide hope, for what was, otherwise, a tragic tale. Well worth the read that was gripping to the end.

I love your poetry both for what you say and the beat to which you say it. You have a strangely erratic, yet insistently patterned change of rhythm. It reminds me of the sounds of waves, lapping against my lake-bound rowing boat, as the swell of a larger Launch, passes me. A strangely disordered pattern that rocks my boat, Black Pepper. One that captivates, excites and attracts even greater attention, to all that you have to say. It is only then, that your story begins to unfold the depths of its many layers. I rest contented, in my boat, pondering on all that just passed me by. As the lapping of life's more orderly waves, returns once more.

Chest, nuts roasting by an open fire, Jack Frost nipping at your toes... ...is the best I can come up with so far.

Such an enjoyable read, Ivor, with two lovable lads who start out blindly, liking eachother's personalities, then have the good fortune to be happy with the person they meet. Your stories have a charm and gentleness that I am now recognising as your true style. They unfold, with the odd kink, towards an ending that never seems to disappoint. How well you chose this old Rogers and Hammerstein song, from the King and I for your chapter headings. I never realised just how great these words are, at portraying young love. I can imagine Julian and Lance living and sharing these thoughts each day... Getting to know you, Getting to know all about you. Getting to like you, Getting to hope you like me. Getting to know you, Putting it my way, But nicely, You are precisely My cup of tea. Getting to know you, Getting to feel free and easy When I am with you, Getting to know what to say Haven't you noticed Suddenly I'm bright and breezy? Because of all the beautiful and new Things I'm learning about you Day by day. ...that is, of course, except for the days, they want a good smack

We just knew that Len was going to try to kick Julian out at some stage but I'm way angrier at his mother for allowing that to happen. Becky needs to get out of that hole as soon as she can. Almost heart breaking to see the drenched bedraggled figure of Julian, having exhausted his options and feeling the need to plead with Lance for a nights shelter from the rain. Of course Lance was delighted at the opportunity to have Julian move in and to take real good care of him. I dare say, that it was at the back of Lance's mind, before this, but he lacked the courage to ask. Julian's trip to deepest Sussex, to see how the other half lived and his realisation that Lance's parents treated him exactly like one of the family, was simply a perfect ending. No wonder he cried as he left. In hindsight, Julian lost absolutely nothing but misery by being kicked out, and he gained everything, in the form of a true lover, a genuine family and his confidence to develop the many skills he had long suppressed before Lance. Christmas is coming and I firmly suspect that Lance's wealthy parents aren't about to allow Julian's potential to go to waste. After all, aren't they missing a qualified nut roast chef in the family? What would it cost to put one of those through college? 😉

This feels great seeing them comfortable with eachother. I'm pleased Lance took the initiative to suggest that Julien should switch positions make love to him. It's easy to forget that Julien is younger and much less confident in recommending new ground. The use of the Martinet appears to have been the exception and a special erotic act for him. It's a good compromise for Lance to use it for select occasions and not to completely deny his lover of his craving. Becky's a great old sister for Julian to remind him that his house is still a home. And her present of the dagger necklaces a real close touch. Did I miss a birthday party somewhere? When did Julian become 17 and why weren't we invited? I'm rather concerned now, Ivor. You said there was trouble ahead and there's only two chapters left. Obviously Len is about to become an ass.

That was such a good chapter, Ivor. Loved how caring and sensitive Lance was for Julian's first time. But shouldn't he have tried to synchronise their cumming a bit better? You do realise that I am quite the expert in these matters 😉. I had to look up what a Martinet was before I realised that it was a thing I was once beaten with, by a Roman Gladiator in a lap dancing club 🙂. Like Julian, I was keen to sample it's delights but soon realised that i didnt like it. I just couldn't seem to call them off, as I was laughing too much through the beatings and my mates reactions. I guess that's when a safeword comes in handy. As for the knee length striped socks, they are absolutely priceless, but surely becoming a harbinger of doom for poor Lance. I have added a pair to the top of my shopping list, once lockdown is over. Lance really has discovered a few more surprises about his young consort. The question is whether there is more to come and how far can he comfortably go to satisfy his lover's demands. I really like @Goodie's comments, especially that it's fortunate that Julian found someone as caring as Lance, in order to explore his fantasies. It's a great tale and an even better recommendation. My only concern is with Julian's mum's boyfriend, Len. I'm hoping that his mother can keep him in check and look after her son.

It's great that you brought these two characters together Ivor. They're an immediate hit and perfect for eachother's needs. I was even fascinated with that first part of the story, that detailed the aspects and issues of unseen internet friends, arranging to become the seen and may be even more. For Lance to feel he was so far out of Julian's league made his acknowledgement, so more memorable. Julian's attire seemed quite gutsy, even for a Pride Parade and showed a budding, self confident person brimming behind any youthful inexperience. The physicality of their contact both immediate and personal. Lance's extra 3 years, touches only fleetingly on appropriateness that is redolent with the differences in experiences that both may possess. A powerful dynamic that is confirmed in the first bedroom encounter. Beautiful characters so easily united into a wonderful beginning. My interest in toes simply added impetus, if more were needed.

I haven't even thought about it in 30 years so it's not like it's an issue but reading this story somehow managed to open a raw nerve. A lot of what you say makes sense Geron but times were different then and this was one possibility that I never saw coming. I guess I was really annoyed at my own stupidity for not seeing that but my cousin was just as surprised when I told him afterwards. I just think that you treat people like you expect to get treated. Once someone goes down a route, that carries the possibility of misdirection, then they have a duty of care to make sure that people they come across, are made aware of it. Assuming that everyone is in on the game, is not something they should be taking liberties on, especially if they're really that good at dressing up. But you're right, the fact that someone was perhaps attracted to you, should only be viewed as a positive, at this stage. As for Ivor's story, as I say, I still read it and enjoyed the ending, despite being personally uncomfortable with a few of the themes it raised. I'm now off to read another one about red striped socks or something 🙂

I have greatly enjoyed a number of Ivor's other stories, so I thought it only fair to explain why I had personally struggled with this one. First, the lesser of my issues. I'm totally useless with spanking in the bedroom. Like columbusguy, I'm tall and broad enough to have defended myself on the few occassions that I've needed to, but I'm just not the violent type. Several people have asked me to spank them but I usually end up laughing too or unable to apply enough force, to get the desired effect. Consensual sex is a major consideration for me. Once the tiger is unleashed, I don't want to keep asking "is that too rough?" It's almost as bad, as my one time partner, who insisted I tell them dirty stories which seemed to be their main way of getting a climax. That was so distracting, like trying to write a narrative on the job. Why can't everyone possess a dirty enough imagination, like me, and keep the vocals down to a series of grunts and expletives? But by far, the biggest issue that I have, is the way Danni did not reveal that he was a boy until they were in the bedroom and Kyle had felt the evidence. It's almost comical, unless you find yourself in the same situation, as I once did in my late teens. I don't believe people should feel the need to explain their sexuality, but for the sake of the story, I'm happy to share that I have joked with a few select friends, that I'm physically hetero and emotionally and intellectually gay. So at 19, I was out clubbing with my cousin and was a little inebriated, when I got dancing with a fairly attractive, slim blond and never suspected a thing. We exchanged numbers at the end of the evening, as I had to rush off. I later called to arrange to take her to the best Italian that I knew. It was only during the meal, that I realised I was dating a boy. I was brought up with manners and so I stayed and paid for the meal as planned. I chose not to say anything but I couldnt help but feel really humiliated by the deception. Of course, if that had happened again today, I would have the maturity to ask all the hard questions, for sure. So ultimately it's the deception that I found difficult, plus the fact that I'd managed to bury that incident in my long forgotten memories, until now, thanks to Ivor. On reading it again I see that Danni didn't say anything because he was sure that Kyle had recognised him from the bar, so that makes it slightly more acceptable to me. If it had been a lad that had approached me, as happened ten years later, then I expect that I would have been totally fine, as I was on that occassion.

Ok @ColumbusGuy was good enough to share, so I'll put something together too, if @Ivor Slipper doesn't mind me usurping his thread. Give me a mo.!

If I were closer to the breadline, I may think differently, but I would really hope that I would have the decency to return the dead boys's toys to the ground. To my way of thinking, Amos' bother's note carries more weight than a Last Will and Testament, which is merely a legal document. But if I'm totally broke, I guess I'd have it valued. Re: Alex's mum's attitude towards the boys, she would worry me for being a little too care-free and not really paying attention to the consequences of her actions. I fear she could really mess with Jase's life and get him a beating or worse. Unfortunately, not everyone thinks as liberally as she. But her heart is in the right place, offering Jase a home if he gets kicked out of his. I'm not sure casting them as gays for a first experimental kiss at 14 helps and seems a little OTT too. The poor guys will be stigmatised thinking theyve crossed a threshhold for which there is no way back. Is there a follow up planned?

Integrity that can be bought @chris191070

Thanks for sharing so many of Cairo's intriguing views, on the fundamental aspects of our existence and behaviour. There's a lot to be gained by us seriously reflecting on our own views on each of these matters too. But I doubt we'd go to the lengths seen here. And Cairo left just the perfect going away present for his message bearer. Imagine the havoc, a mind reader would create, wandering around identifying like minded partners. We could take the art of deceiving ourselves, to a whole new level.

Two very contrasting teenage, runaways, stumble across each other on a quiet stretch of road. There the similarities appear to end, as 15 year old Chris Atkin, an openly affable but naive youth, has spent many years planning his escape from his neglectful mother. In contrast, 14 year old Billy Lee is a rough speaking, abrasive and very distrusting loner; a streetwise kid, made so by years of abuse at an orphanage. On the face of it, Billy and Chris are polar opposites with strong potential to repel eachother. But magnets have other properties too. I can heartily recommend Ivor's story for its' character interaction and development and a storyline that deals with whatever good can come from being broken.

I'm pretty sure that was definitely part of chapter 8.

As a student, Gregory's Girl taught me everything I knew about applying underarm deodorant after you've put on your best sweaty shirt 🙂 A classic to which I will always be indebted.

I'm so glad that the story ended as it did. I was so sure that something bad would happen to George, earlier in the story and that it would all be about how Chris and Billy, managed one calamity after another. I've read my fair share of those kind of tales, so it was truly wonderful to read one where my best hopes for these three broken characters, were actually fulfilled. Yay!

A story where the twist of the tale was a life of celibacy and frustration. Now there's an ending I've yet to see.

Great chapter that adds a lot more security for Chris and Billy. I was going to remind you of tradition with the coal but there it was, plus good old Andy Williams that used to come on tv at about 11:30pm, I think. Chris asking permission to perform an illegal act under George's roof shows that while he is naive in some ways, Chris does act with a maturity and great sense of responsibility that belies his age. Of course this would never have happened but for George being a man of the world, as a result of his many army travels abroad. It seems our boys are about to score in the same year as the England football team. I doubt that they will be waiting anywhere near as long before they repeat the feat.