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Robert Hugill

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  1. No. There is no regional language in this one. Everyone is securely middle-class and speaking varieties of RP. Boring but true of many places.
  2. But not quite what everyone is expecting. Stay tuned...
  3. Jason was learning discipline. He’d always been a bit haphazard, often getting away with things on sheer charm alone. But with Gavin, there was none of that. They didn’t want anyone to guess they were in a sexual relationship, just yet. Or rather Gavin didn’t, and Jason was happy enough to go along with it. Sort of. There was the freaky thing, that Jason was Gavin’s wife’s brother, as well as the fact that underneath it all, Jason understood that Gavin wasn’t quite ready to proclaim to the world
  4. I have to confess that when I first started the story, its exact arc was not clear but the characters grew on me and rather developed of their own accord!
  5. Sunday morning, Matt was sitting up in bed. The T-shirt he had worn to sleep in had come off, leaving his naked chest exposed. I was standing in the doorway, drying myself off after a shower. “What will Peter be wearing at breakfast?” “Perhaps his usual.” I smiled. “Though he may be a bit more circumspect, as we have a visitor. Why?” Matt flushed. “Just a bit curious. Nosey, like.” “We can wear what we did last night. That OK for you?” “If you think…” He started
  6. The new term at school began pretty much like the old one. Matthew and Rory remained on discreet nodding terms, without anything more which was fine by Matthew, he didn’t want to mess with The Gang. It was impossible to chat to Irma properly at school, so they left that until Saturday. By then Matthew had sort of managed to digest all the news. Irma’s parents lived in a house not unlike the one Matthew and his Dad lived in. Except that it was a couple of rooms bigger, so Irma had a den as w
  7. I think I knew the phrase 'Nature red in tooth and claw' well before I knew anything about 'In Memoriam'. I suspect that I picked it up from my Mother who was old enough to have been drilled with bleeding chunks of Tennyson when at school!
  8. Growing up and as a student in Manchester, knickers was an acceptable slang for underwear, eg. 'he wants to get into my knickers' though you would normally refer to an actual garment as underpants, Y-fronts or briefs, eg. 'his underpants were full of holes'
  9. “How was your evening?” I had wandered into the main house, wondering if we would be having breakfast. It seemed that we were. Vince and Peter were there, Peter in his black boxer briefs. Did he always wear the same pair, regular as clockwork on Saturday mornings? Or did he have a drawer full of the same? Vince was wearing an oversize T-shirt and, I am pretty sure, nothing else, but I didn’t want to be scrutinising my brother’s crotch. I had picked up a pack of boxer shorts in a c
  10. Robert Hugill

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  11. Can't remember the name of the piece, I used to play it decades ago!!
  12. Wait and see!
  13. Still working on Moggie!
  14. The last day of the course there was the concert, of course, with everyone excited and nervous. It went well. Matthew missed his Dad’s presence and was a bit annoyed that his Uncle hadn’t appeared, but then he had learned early on that Jason, whilst delightful and engaging, could be unreliable. Jason said he’d do things and never did. This time it was work, a last-minute engagement or something; it was usually like that, something important cropped up at Jason’s work. Matthew’s dad was almost bo
  15. Matt and his mum lived to the east of town. I was planning on walking into town centre and then getting the bus. We’d probably use taxis later. Also I was nervous, so the walk was intended to calm my nerves. Matt was four years younger than I and the relationship was still tentative in many ways, so I dreaded an inquisition from his mum. Compared to The Grange, the house where Sandra and Matt lived was miniscule. By ordinary house standards, it was on the small side. But compared to my ol
  16. The odd thing was that Rory and Matthew seemed to have become something of a team. Matthew’s acquiescence in the matter of the beds, the alacrity with which he’d agreed to sleeping naked, and the fact that Matthew had also followed Rory’s lead in going commando, seemed to have changed the balance somehow. There was something else, as well. That first evening, in the dark (or what passed for dark when lights were out, but the outside floodlights were still streaming through the thin curtains
  17. Don't worry Slav is nothing like the guy in 'Gods Own Country'
  18. >I finished early. “Good. Get all your work done?” >Yep. All my course work is up to date, for once. I thought about dropping in. My heart lurched with the idea of Matt wandering in on us this afternoon like Jacob. Matt finding us naked. “Why didn’t you?” >I sort of remembered you were having tea with your brother. “You’d have been very welcome. Only…” >It’s OK, I… I gave a nervous laugh. This was ridiculous. We were adults, in our own home.
  19. Yes, this was one of my earlier essays. Thought I would see how it goes. Believe it or not, things do calm down.
  20. Gavin hadn't intended to become a slut as soon as he'd put on his new look. But somehow, that’s just what had happened. Returning to the hotel, the man on reception had been very, very complimentary and Gavin realised that the guy, Luis, was flirting. Gavin remembered flirting. Only he’d got out of the habit. Hookups had usually been more transactional, quick events with maybe a brief initial flirtation, and recently the only person he’d really been flirty was Jase, and that wasn’t serious, was
  21. No. They can only live there. If sold, it goes to charity!
  22. Saturday morning there was a nice email waiting for me from Matt saying how much he’d enjoyed the evening ‘IN EVERY WAY’ (his caps). So we knew what that meant. I said ‘my pleasure', and had he any requests for next time, and he got rather coy. But I thought something might be cooking, and we had a silly back and forth. Then he came up with a belter. Next Friday there was a band at the Old White Horse. Worth seeing. His mum had suggested I come to their house for a meal, then Matt and I wou
  23. Apropo of nothing apart from the Donna Summer reference, here is Bronski Beat in their original version of I Feel Love with me singing in and directing the backing vocals provided by The Pink Singers. Enjoy! https://youtu.be/QGstAJ1hiz0?si=Vld4L0kd3BNFNcEH Could not work out how to embed the video, I'm afraid.
  24. Jason just wasn't feeling it. He was lying on his back with his legs in the air, wearing nothing but a pair of boots, and his arse was being pounded by a tall, fit guy with an impressive rug of hair on his chest, neatly trimmed pubes, low-hanging balls, and a thick cock complete with a PA. The guy wasn't really Jason's type, but somehow Jason ended up in the back room of the club, getting fucked anyway. Jason had come to the club's monthly, Sunday afternoon boots-only session as a relief fr
  25. I am not sure if I have pinned Matt's taste in music down either!
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