Boys of the 1950s - 8. Chapter 8 Good Morning Cows

Tom was dreaming. Someone was shaking him. “Leave me alone Peter, I don’t have the energy.”

“Energy for what?” he heard a voice laughing.

Opening his eyes he could see the outline of a man highlighted by the hall light. “Time to get up boys, the cows don’t wait.”

“What cows?”

“The cows that need to be milked. Remember boys, today you are farmers. Now get your pretty asses out of bed and meet me in the barn. Wear warm clothes. My son Paul is in the barn waiting for you. I have to go tend to the animals in the barn at my house.” Jacob then left the room.

The boys remembered their promise to help with the cows. It seemed like a fun idea the previous evening. It did not seem like fun at six in the morning. They got up, went to the bathroom pissing together while pushing their morning hardons down. Stumbling down the stairs they went outside and found their way to the barn. They went in and saw a tall, handsome, muscular, boy about their age with black curly hair and penetrating brown eyes.

“Hi, I’m Paul. You must be the ‘city boys’ dad told me were going to help with the milking. Have you ever milked a cow?”

“No.” both replied.

“Like most things in life it’s difficult the first few times. But after a while you will be able to do it in your sleep. Some mornings I don’t even remember being here. I just milk and go home.”

Peter said, “Last night when we told your Dad we would help it sounded like a fun idea. At six in the morning doesn’t seem like fun. By the way, I’m Peter and this is Tom.”

Paul then gave a milking short milking lecture followed by a demonstration. First Peter tried. Nothing happened. Paul stepped in and held his hands over Peters as they pulled on the cow’s udder. This closeness from the handsome Paul made getting up at six worth it. Peter remembered the story about Paul and his girlfriend. He had no assumption that Paul was holding his hand for any reason other than to help him milk the cow. Soon Peter got the rhythm and Paul gave Tom a hands on lesson.

“So, you guys must have a lot of fun in the big city.”

Tom replied, “Actually we do not live in Cleveland, we live in a suburb. There are a lot of open fields and even a couple of farms that I assume will be developed into housing plots. Those farmers will sure get rich when that happens.”

Paul said, “Not a lot to do around here. My folks drag me to Church a lot. I play football for the Regional High School team. It’s not that far to go to the movies in Medina or Wooster. Actually I’m glad my folks make me attend Church – I am dating the prettiest girl in Seville as a result of going to Church. Our parents are happy we are dating each other, both good Church going teenagers. Actually Rachel and I do things that the Church would never approve of, but that’s life. How’s the girl situation up where you live?”

“Tom and I both have girlfriends. My Louise and his Ann. We are all seniors and all four of us plan to go to Kent State next fall.”

“You guys are lucky that you will be getting away from home. I love my parents but being on my own would be nice. So how is the sex life I up there.”

“It’s active for Peter and me. And I know the girls are certainly happy. Actually, frequently my dick is very happy and from what Peter tells me so is his.”

“Rachel and I have been doing it for over a year. A while ago my Dad caught us doing it in the kitchen of your house. Actually we were in a hurry so all that happened was that Rachel gave me a blow job. She really likes to swallow my juice. Well, Dad was in the barn when we arrived and saw what was happening through the kitchen window. He didn’t do anything then but later gave me a lecture. Actually he was really cool about it. I was shocked. He told me he knew he couldn’t stop a horny boy from messing around but gave me some very serious advice. He told me that if Rachel and I planned to have sex we must use protection. He then gave me a dozen rubbers and told me to practice using it when I jerked off. He laughed and said he assumed I jerked off, all boys my age did but everyone kept it a big secret like it didn’t happen. He also told me that I should never have sex with a girl unless I really cared about her. To have sex with just anyone, anytime was a sin. Having sex with someone you cared about was normal. He also told me that if I ever had any questions or needed more rubbers to let him know. I know where to buy rubbers. The men’s room at the Esso station has them. My Dad also suggested I never discuss sex problems with our minister. He wasn’t positive but assumed the minister would have a bad reaction and tell me I was going to hell. Also the minister might tell my parents and her parents. I am so lucky to have a dad that sees my sex urges as normal.”

Tom then told Paul that he assumed that he knew that Sean was a Roman Catholic priest. Sean, actually Father McFadden, has been his priest as long as he can remember. He told Paul how he had talked to Father McFadden when he started to jerk off, thinking he was doing something that would send him to hell. Then he talked to him again when he started an active sex life. He stated how Father McFadden had responded in a way similar to Paul’s father. He had not condemned Tom but had given him assurance that he was a normal healthy teenage boy. He also gave Tom some helpful suggestions and that Tom would not hesitate to ask him anything about sex and growing up. Then he told Paul how the priest had suggested he not discuss this with other priests at his Church. That he was not following the exact Church line of rules but the rules of normal growing up.

“I guess we are lucky we found an adult that understood us,” Paul said. “Bring your girls down and maybe someday the six of us can go out.”

“Or you and Rachel could come up to the ‘big city’ for some sightseeing and stay and go out with us,” Peter said.

After Paul left Peter laughed and told Tom he had been amazed how he had told Paul about their good sex lives without mentioning they were doing each other and the girls likewise.

When they walked into the house they could smell the aroma of a country breakfast cooking. Sean was at the stove and Frank at the counter preparing food. Over the breakfast of eggs, sausage, toast, homemade sweet rolls, canned orange juice and coffee they discussed the plans for the day. The eggs, sausage and rolls had been a gift of Jacob. Sean told them they were going to Creston to the IGA to buy food for the remainder of the farm stay. Then he and Frank were driving to Wooster to buy clothes at Friedlander’s, one of Wooster’s two department stores. He told the boys they were welcome to come to either or both the IGA and Friedlander’s. The boys replied they would like to go grocery shopping and would think about the trip to Wooster in the afternoon. They reminded Sean and Frank that they had to be home in time for the afternoon milking.

The drive to Creston was less than ten minutes from the farm. All four of them entered the IGA small supermarket in the center of town. Sean told them the meat here was especially good, fresh and well cut. He bought steaks for dinner. He also bought some Idaho baking potatoes to go with the steak as well as lunch and breakfast food. Sean asked the boys to pick out frozen vegetables from the freezer and also a half gallon of ice cream. Tom selected spinach as he jokingly said he wanted the strength of Pop-Eye for their activities. Peter selected green beans. They both agreed on Neapolitan (vanilla, chocolate and strawberry) ice cream so there would be some choices. After paying for the food Sean then suggested they go to the bakery around the corner to buy desserts and rolls. Peter said he and Tom wanted to check out the town and they would meet them at the car. As Sean and Frank walked away they noticed the boys returning to the IGA. From the bakery they could see the boys come out of the IGA with a small bag. Frank said, “I think our boys have bought some Crisco. I bet that they will not want to go to Wooster this afternoon.”

The boys were already in the car when Sean and Frank returned from the bakery. “What do you think of this small town?”

“It only took a couple of minutes to see the high points. Like they say ‘It’s a nice place to visit but I would not want to live here,’” Peter stated.

After lunch the boys begged off going to Wooster as Sean and Frank expected. Sean went up to the bathroom and conveniently left the hot water bottle and douche supplies on the little table in the corner.

As Sean and Frank left for Wooster they told the boys to enjoy their farm explorations and that they would not return for at least three hours, with the emphasis on the three hours. They did not want to rush the boys if they were in fact going to use the Crisco as discussed the previous evening.

As soon as the men drove off toward Wooster Tom said to Peter, “We have three hours. Do you think they were helping us have some quality time? It would not surprise me. Now what do we do? We both said we wanted to fuck but neither of us stated he wanted to be a bottom. I want to, but I am afraid to. How do you feel about it?”

Peter replied, “I have the exact same thoughts. Ever since we bought the Crisco I have been thinking of me fucking your ass and you fucking mine. I can feel you in me which is weird since I have no idea how it will feel.”

“Let’s flip a coin. If you win you fuck me. If I win I fuck you.” Peter said as he pulled a penny out of his pocket. “You call.”

Tom called, “Heads.” The penny fell to the hard wood floor and bounced. When it stopped they got on their knees and looked at it. It was HEADS. “Well looks like I won and you are going to be fucked. Prepare your ass.”

Peter then said he thought he should clean himself out but did not know where the hot water bottle and douche supplies were. The walked into the bathroom and there it was on the table. They were both surprised as they did not remember seeing it there earlier.

Tom told Peter to get naked and lie on the bathroom floor as he got the bottle ready. He ran the water so there would be hot water available. Then he filled the bottle part cold, part hot water so the final temperature was warm. They discussed how Jacob had done it and decided Tom would insert the end in Peter and hold the bottle high. He did this and nothing happened. Peter suggested he squeeze it. Tom did and Peter could feel the warm water filling him. He laid there what seemed like an eternity but was only about fifteen seconds. He had to go. He quickly got up and sat on the toilet. He tried to hold it in as long as possible. Finally the damn burst and Peter was clean. He then took a quick shower as Jacob had.

When Peter walked into the bedroom Tom was laying on the bed on his back slowly stroking his Crisco covered dick. He told Peter how good it felt with the Crisco. Peter laid next to him and put some on his dick and also gently stroked. Then Tom sat up and put more Crisco on his fingers. He gently rubbed around Peter’s ass. Peter told him it really felt good. Then Tom bit by bit inserted one finger. He felt Peter get tense. He leaned forward keeping his finger in the ass and kissed Peter. “Be calm my man. I would never hurt you. If you say stop I will stop, relax.” Then Tom with his free hand pushed Peters arm up and gradually licked and lightly bit his armpit. Tom moved his lips from the armpit to Peter’s lips. They kissed as Tom kept his finger in Peter’s hole. He gently moved his finger in and out.

“That feels soooooooooooo good,” Peter said. Tom then moved his lips back to Peter’s armpit. He softly bit it while removing his one finger and replaced it with two. He waited a short time. Bit Peter’s armpit harder and gently fucked him with two fingers.

This time Peter felt pain in his ass. However, he did not want Tom to stop. He endured the pain and moaned half from the pleasure he was receiving and half from the pain. Tom took his two fingers out and applied some more Crisco. Gently reinserting his fingers Peter cried out softly from the pain. Tom asked if he should stop. “No way!” Peter said. Finally there was less pain.

Tom asked if he was ready. Peter told him he thought so. With Peter on his back Tom moved between his legs. He put Peter’s legs on his shoulders as he had seen done with Jacob. He gave himself a couple of strokes to get extra hard and pushed it against Peter’s hole. He pushed in less than an inch (2.5 cm.) when Peter asked him to stop. “Please pull out, it hurts.” Tom pulled out and gently massaged the outside of Peter’s hole while holding him.

“I’m sorry, I thought I could.”

They laid there for a while. Then Peter suggested. “Remember, Sean told us the position with me on top might work better the first time. You lay on your back. I straddle you and lower myself on your hard dick. Let’s try it.”

They changed positions and Peter squatted over Tom’s hard dick while facing him. He lowered himself and inch by inch slid down onto Tom’s dick. He told Tom not to move. It was painful. He hoped his asshole would get accustomed to Tom’s dick. Gradually the pain lessened. Peter moved up and down slightly. “That hurts like hell and feels fantastic. Don’t move. I am going to make your dick fuck my ass.”

Slowly Peter moved up and down. In less than 30 seconds Tom said, “I’m cuming.” Tom thrust up and Peter could feel him throbbing. Tom gave one big thrust up. The pain was nowhere near as great as the pleasure Peter felt. He grabbed his own cock and with Tom still in him he shot all over Tom’s chest and face with a big glob landing on his mouth. He had only stroked himself a couple of times before he shot. Peter fell forward onto Tom as his dick slid out of Peter’s hole. He kissed Tom, licking his own cum from Tom’s lips.

“That was my most intense cuming except for our first time together. My ass hurts like hell you raunchy bastard. Give me time to recover and we will do it again. I am now a certified bottom to your dick!”

Tom agreed to the intensity of the cuming. He told Peter he was willing to satisfy him anytime. He then admitted to Peter that he wasn’t sure about being a bottom and probably could not have completed the fucking if Peter had been on top. Peter reminded him that he was the same way about sucking and that now he was a first class sucker. Tom laughed. Peter rolled off him. They hugged then spooned with Peter’s back to Tom’s front and fell asleep.

Tom while asleep heard someone calling. “Hey is anyone home.” He suddenly woke up as the voice called again. He realized it was Paul, Jacob’s son. Tom, naked, jumped out of bed. Pushed the can of Crisco under the bed and messed up the other small bed in the room. They had never used the small bed.

Tom nonchalantly opened the door and called downstairs. “Hey, we’re up here. We were taking a nap.”

Paul bounded up the stairs and stared at naked Tom standing in the doorway. By now Peter, somewhat disoriented, was sitting up in the bed. Paul looked at Tom, then at Peter who was also naked with a blanket covering his dick and legs.

“Were you guys really sleeping or messing around.” Paul said as he continued to stare at Tom’s dick.

Tom thought to himself, This guy is definitely interested. I will play along with him. He said to Paul, “OK you got us. We have not seen our girlfriends for three days and are horny as hell. We didn’t even see them New Year’s Eve as they both had high paying babysitting jobs. We were just going to have a cum contest. We were going to see who could cum first and also shoot the farthest. Want to join us?”

“Sure,” Paul replied. He dropped his pants and took off his shirt.

“Wow, you are the winner in the size department.” Tom said to Paul as he started to stroke his dick, the biggest dick Tom had ever seen.

By now Peter was out of bed and standing next to Tom. “You guys have nothing to be ashamed of.” Paul said. “I have never seen an uncircumcised dick hard before. Do you mind if I take a close look?”

“OK, Tom replied. “But keep your hands and mouth to yourself. Touching it is limited to two people: myself which I do often and my sweetheart. Isn’t that the same for you Peter? You and your sweetheart can only touch it.”

“Yep, just the two of us,” Peter replied.

Paul suggested they bet on their dicks. Each would put in two half dollars. The guy that shot first would get half and one that shot the furthest get the other half. Each boy put a dollar on the bed. Tom and Peter realized they would probably loose since each had had a major cuming less than an hour earlier. But, they also realized that watching big dick Paul jerk off and cuming would be worth the loss.

Paul then stated the rules. Each boy would put their hands up. He would count 1, 2, 3 go. At that each would start jacking. When they came they were not allowed to move until the distance had been measured.

“OK, hands up. 1, 2, 3, GO!” Each boy started pumping. While neither Tom or Peter had any trouble getting rock hard they were both going to require extra time to shoot another load so soon after their recent explosions.

As expected Paul shot first. Tom and Peter came almost simultaneously at least a minute later. There was no need to measure. Paul had obviously shot the furthest. Tom and Peter had lost the competition but were fully satisfied to have seen this handsome specimen jack off and shoot.

“Farm life seems to make a healthy, hard shooting man. You must really give Rachel a great deal of pleasure,” Peter said.

“Thank you and sure do. You know, Rachel told me she had a fantasy of being fucked by two guys. If I can talk her into it would you be interested. If she has a fantasy to do two I am sure three would be first-rate.”

Tom and Peter both replied that while it would be fun their dicks were reserved for only two people each: themselves and their sweethearts.

Then Paul said, “I don’t like taking your money. We could have a rematch in the morning. The cows would probably give extra sweet milk after watching us jerk off.”

Peter went to the bathroom to get an old towel to clean up the floor. While there he carefully put the hot water bottle and douche tube/end in the exact location as they had found them.

Paul then took them for a tour of the farm. He was driving his father’s pickup truck. They all three squeezed into the front seat and drove over to his house. They took a tour of the big barn at his house. He explained and or demonstrated each piece of equipment. They met each animal. Finally they went into the house and he introduced them to his mother. She offered them fresh made gingerbread and cocoa made from that mornings milking. There was no more sex talk, just good boy comradeship. Paul drove them home and told them he would return in about an hour for the afternoon milking.

As Paul pulled out of the lane going to the farm Sean and Frank pulled in arriving from their trip to Wooster. Tom explained that they were relaxing in the house when Paul arrived and offered to take them on a tour of both farms. Both the men held back a laugh when Tom said “relaxing”. “Hope he didn’t catch you with your pants down,” Frank said.

Tom replied, “Let’s just say he is convinced about our love of our girlfriends. He told us all about Rachel. More than you or Jacob especially want to know. Don’t worry, Jacob will not be a grandfather soon.”

The boys helped Sean do some cleaning in the basement until Paul arrived for the afternoon milking. This time the cows were more cooperative while the newly trained farmers did most of the milking and Paul did other chores in the barn. Paul told them his family was going to Bible Study at their Church that evening and he hoped to be able to drive Rachel home. If that happens I will get some pleasure from her, hope it’s the full deal.”

They enjoyed their last supper of the farm visit. Both Sean and Frank gave prayers thanking for the friendship and good times. They also prayed for the good health and the futures of Tom and Peter. Just as they were eating the cake purchased at the bakery in Seville Jacob bolted through the door.

“Guys, I just have about a half hour until our family leaves for Bible Study. This will be our last opportunity for some time. Could you all PLEASE fuck me.”

Frank said, “Drop your pants and lean over.” As Frank cleared the table Jacob lowered his pants and put his chest on the table. While Tom ran upstairs for the Crisco Sean broke four toothpicks into different lengths. He explained that he would hold the picks. Each would take one and the longest pick would fuck first. Peter drew the longest, Frank second, Sean third and Tom last. Sean suggested no one cum since this was the last night Sean and Frank would have for a month or more and the last time Tom and Peter would be together in a bed all night for a while.

Peter opened his fly and untangled his already hard cock. He pumped until close and pulled out. Then Frank asked Jacob to roll over on his back on the table. He put Jacob’s legs on his shoulders while Sean stroked Jacob’s dick. Frank fucked until he was close and stopped for a short time. He did this three times before pulling out. Then Sean took his turn. He continued to jack Jacob off stopping when Jacob told him he was close to shooting. Then Tom slammed his dick in. He knew that Jacob wanted it hard and rough and that the other three had certainly loosened him up. Tom came so close he had to yank out and slap his dick while jumping up and down. He then leaned forward and sucked Jacob dry. Frank handed Jacob a towel for a quick clean up. Jacob stood up and pulled up his pants. “Thanks men. A perfect ending to a perfect visit. Only regret is that I could not have stayed longer this evening. But, one must not miss Bible Study with their family.”

Jacob ran out the door and the men retrieved their cake from the counter and sat at the table finishing it.

It was too early to go to bed, even for guys lusting for their last night together for a while so they played Scrabble. A few of the words used would never had been selected when playing with their parents.

By nine o’clock they all decided to go upstairs. Peter asked Sean if he had an alarm clock they could borrow. Paul was due at six in the morning and he would probably come to the bedroom to wake them up. Peter set the alarm for five so he could get out of the big bed with Tom and move to the little bed for when Paul arrived. Tom reminded Peter that Tom had better move to the other bed as Paul had seen Peter in the big bed that afternoon and might think it was strange they changed beds.

Since they had been working in the barn the boys decided to shower prior to going to bed. Tom knew exactly what he wanted to do and wanted to prepare himself. The douche supplies were conveniently still readily available in the bathroom. Peter laid on the floor while Tom prepared the hot water bottle. Tom then inserted the douche plug up Peter’s ass. Again Peter waited as long as he could then sat on the toilet, the damn burst and he was hopefully clean. While in the shower Tom pushed Peter against the wall. He lubricated his cock and Peter’s ass with soap and started to push in. He got about half way in and Peter asked him to stop. He told Tom that maybe someday he could do it standing but not yet.

As they walked naked down the hall with full hardons Sean came out of his room. He looked at the boys and said, “Now boys, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” He slapped each of their asses, laughed and continued on to the bathroom.

Back in the bedroom the boys started slow. Tom was very tender and careful. Peter again used the squatting position and there was almost no pain. After they spooned in their usual position, Tom’s chest and dick to Peter’s back and ass.

In the middle of the night Peter woke to a pleasant feeling. Tom was massaging his ass. Peter pretended to be asleep. Tom reached down and got the Crisco. He lubed Peter’s ass and his cock. Then he pushed in one finger, after a while two fingers. Peter moaned with pleasure. Still spooning Tom placed his dick head against Peter’s hole. He pinched one of Peter’s nipples and asked if he was awake. Peter replied, “I am awake and please do not stop what you are trying to do. I am ready.” Tom gently fucked his friend. Peter felt almost no pain and an exceedingly amount of pleasure. Tom stroked slow. Finally Tom softly cried out that he was ready. He reached over and grabbed Peter’s cock and vigorously pumped it. Peter’s cuming caused his ass to contract and pushed Tom over the top. Tom fell asleep with his cock still in Peter. Peter thought about cleaning the mess in the sheets but decided to just push back against Tom.

When the alarm went off Tom reluctantly moved to the other bed and promptly fell back to sleep. What seemed like minutes later, but actually an hour, Tom felt someone shaking his naked shoulder. He rolled and was blinded by the light that had been turned on. He stretched and got out of the bed. As he stood Paul said, “Good morning sunshine. You certainly look healthy and raring to go this fine morning,” as he stared at Tom’s hard on. Paul then laughed and told them he would meet them in the barn.

Tom and Peter knew the routine and more important knew the cows. They did the milking while Paul tended to the other morning chores in the barn.

Tom asked Paul how the Bible study was. “Great,” replied Paul. After Church I borrowed the pickup truck to drive Rachel home. We pulled off on an abandoned lane. We tried to fuck. I got the rubber on and she laid across the seat. But there was no place for my legs and the steering wheel was in the way. Then she got on her knees on the seat so I could come in the back way. But the ceiling was too low. Finally I sort of stretched out on the seat with her next to me. She leaned over and sucked my dick after taking the rubber off. That was difficult. Have you ever taken a rubber off a hard cock? It’s really painful when the dick hair gets stuck as you try to roll it down. While she sucked I played with her pussy. I got one, then two fingers in. She was going wild. I was afraid she was getting so excited that she might bite my cock off. I must have been doing something right because she got real wet down there. She was moaning and sucking. Finally I shot and she swallowed. When we finished she said I had ‘magic fingers’ and that it almost felt as good as being fucked. She used the word ‘fuck’ less than 20 minutes after leaving bible class. That bad girl – I love her”

“We’re finished here. You guys ready for another circle jerk. I’ll probably loose, last night was really intense. Just talking about it makes me hard and want to jerk off. Of course you guys being away from your girls haven’t gotten anything except with your hands. I don’t know about you but although my hand is a very good friend it’s nothing like a real fuck.”

“You talking about last night has gotten me all excited. If Tom’s willing I am. It will be a good bye jerk. We’re leaving after lunch.”

This time Paul won the speed contest again while Peter won the distance shoot. As Paul left both Tom and Peter thanked him for the friendship and farming lessons. They said they hoped to return and would contact Paul. Paul told them to call him whenever they were coming and that Sean had the phone number. Then he cautioned them to be careful about what they said over the phone since their phone was a four party line. You never know when some old bittie or teenager is listening in on your conversation. If you want to bring your girlfriends the six of us could go out. But on the phone don’t say girlfriends, say you are bringing a couple of guys.”

Sean and Frank were not up yet so the boys decided to run, jog, walk to Seville. It took about 45 minutes. They found a small restaurant and had coffee and toast. When they arrived back at the farm Sean was cooking breakfast. Frank soon came down and they ate. After breakfast the boys offered to wash the sheets and towels. There was an old fashion wringer washing machine in the basement. They went upstairs and striped the beds. They noticed Sean and Frank’s sheets were as stained as theirs. Then with instructions from Sean they did the laundry and hung it to dry in the basement.

After lunch they packed to go home. The Crisco was carefully put in Peter’s travel bag. To give Sean and Frank some private time before departure the boys said they needed to go to the barn to say good bye to the cows. As soon as they saw the cum stains on the concrete floor from the morning they both decided a good bye suck would end a perfect holiday. Peter got on his knees and brought Tom to the edge and stopped. Then Tom on his knees did the same for Peter. They then laid down in some clean hay and in the 69 position brought each other off almost simultaneously. They looked out the window and saw Frank walking to his car so they went out to say good bye. Together they gave Frank a big hug each kissing opposite cheeks. Frank turned his head and gave each boy a deep kiss. When they untangled Sean and Frank hugged and kissed again. Then Frank drove off.

As Tom drove home Sean shared his feelings. “I am so happy to have met you Peter. I have known Tom since he was a little boy. I’m really proud that I have been a part of his life as he developed into the fine young man that he is. And Peter, in just a couple of days I have learned to love and respect you as much as I love and respect Tom. You are a perfect match. God certainly knew what he was doing when he made sure there was an empty seat on the band bus the day you met. While I am Tom’s priest, confessor and friend, I am also your friend. Do not hesitate to come to me whenever you have anything to discuss.”

“As soon as we cross the line into the City of Pleasant Valley I will no longer be your friend Sean, I will be Father McFadden. Although my name will change I will still be the same person. Tom, if ever appear aloof to you do not be concerned. It will be a charade to protect both of our reputations. I think I can say I am your friend first and your priest second. You fucked me. I encouraged it. Anything that felt so good had to be a special gift. Don’t either of you be ashamed about anything that happened this visit. I believe that if people care for each other acts of sex is a special gift. I know this is not what the Church states. But it is what I feel in my heart. Maybe I am a hypocrite to say this and then preach on Sundays. But, I have never condemned or spoken against true friendships and love. As long as I stay in the Church I can preach love and friendship and privately counsel men and women with questions about life styles and sex. If people like me left the Church than all that would be left would be those who would convince you that you should cut your dick off if you have impure thoughts or worse do impure things. By impure I mean by acts that the conservative group in the Church find evil.”

When they arrived at the Rectory the boys helped Father McFadden carry some boxes he had brought from the farm. Then while standing at the door they politely thanked him for a wonderful three days and each shook his hand.