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A great start! I love that this first installment has no sex at all — simply the anticipation of it!

If you have read the story about me and Jaimie then you will know about Jon, the Events Managers only son, a stunning boy, very blond hair and blue eyes and very small but in proportion, about 5.4, and slim, he was loved by a lot of people as a friend, and with Bobo his trusted Windsor Stud Labrador at his side, was a familiar and very welcoming sight around the estate and village. Jon and I were not friends only because he was older than me, when i was 13 he was sixteen, that sort of age gap means nothing when your in your twenties and onwards but when you are a teen boy of 16 you don't want to hang around with a 13 year old, especially a gangly colt like me always bounding around asking questions like, 'why is your name spelt without the 'h'?' Jon as i had found out, was being shagged by Jamie, I was not aware of what a top or bottom was back then, but the very reason why Jamie said 'You're too young for him he likes to be fucked' implied that it was the size of my cock not my age that was the barrier, so bided my time, although it was very hard to watch Jon walking and talking to his friends and not be able to join in. A year and a half goes by in a cloud of passion and love from both Robbie and Jamie, I grow to six feet and my cock improves as well, by the time i was fifteen and a half it had grown to seven and a half inches and was getting quite thick and finally, Jon was taking an interest in me, not as a sexual object but as friend potential. Our first encounter was coming out of the Bakery in the village, he walked out with Bobo in tow as i passed and bumped into me, 'sorry', he said picking up his loaf of bread, as he stood up, he looked up at me, 'Rory, wow you have grown.!' I smiled at him, he was so beautiful close up, a real stunner, i thanked him and asked where he was off to, (which was pretty obvious, he was going home with the bread!) 'I just got a loaf for my mum, ' he said, a bit sheepish, 'and i am off home,' I am going that way, i lied, i will walk with you, so little and large walked the mile back to the Big House. This was the longest talk i had ever had with Jon, his reputation for natural charm was self evident, it oozed from him and i was very sexually charged, Bobo nudged me with his nose and i reached down and patted him, 'Do you go to any of the dances,' he asked me, 'No ' i said, ' they are not for me.' and he agreed, we hugged at the door, and he went down one corridor and i went down another. I was very frustrated and went straight to my bedroom and spent a good half an hour wanking and thinking of me shagging Jon but things were going to turn out a little differently as you will see later in the story.
Let me tell you a little about me and my family, I was born on time on Christmas Day, a day after my fathers birthday, i was a 'surprise,' my brother Richard had been born ten years before, my Mother and Father were 38 and 40 respectively. A surprise yes but a very happy one, all my brothers and sisters as well as everybody in the house doted on me, especially my older brother Edmond who was twelve when i was born and within a year went off to preparatory school, the same one i would attend some years later, so when he eventually came home before university i was a great joy for him, I was six by then and having been loved by all, i had a very positive and happy disposition, I was uninhibited in my feelings for people if i like someone i told them, i make my feelings quite clear, and vice verse if i didn't like someone. Edmond was my constant nanny, he used to carrying me through the village in a papoose on his back and loved people coming up to look at me and ask how everything was, he is a very sweet caring man who was adored, especially by me, even as he is now in his early thirties we are the closest of my brothers to each other, he is also the one, amongst them all that looks very much like me, and is very close friends with Ben.
Jon was in no doubt that i liked him, but he was less forthcoming, I knew it was my position in the community, and I tried to allay is obvious fears by being friendlier than normal but that just made the whole situation worse. Let me explain how we live, The Estate sits in forty thousand acres, in the distance to the north were a crescent of mountains, and down to the south the Firth of Forth, there was only one road in and one road out, so it was a natural fortress, the nearest town with a decent enough supermarket was eight miles away, so we were pretty self contained, the village was sprawling and very pretty, about 350 people lived there and all worked on the estate, we had forests and game, Red and Fallow Deer, all the game birds, and it was a Demi-Eden, and my father was very proud of the whole estate and would not let any 'dark clouds' lessen that appeal, so people like Jaimie's father, for instance, who was a Forester, and had come from Glasgow, drank a little too much and was rowdy and loud in the pubs, ( we have two of them,) and my father addressed him one day about the discord in the village and Jamie's father asked who had complained about him and my father simply said, 'everybody,' and Jamie's father had changed a little so there was harmony again.
I realized that i had to 'push' the situation my way with Jon so i made a plan, Jon was a brilliant Cricketer and was the star in the team, we were unopposed in the surrounding towns and villages, and a forthcoming match was coming up so i asked my father if i could present the trophy, he, being rushed off his feet, agreed, but with some advice, 'don't be to gushing, just smile and be dignified' so i saw the committee and everything was arranged, but like all good plans they sometimes go array. The day arrived and Jon appeared with the team, he looked so sweet, like a small child in all the white cricketing gear, I looked forward to seeing his face when i presented the Trophy to him, but our team were beaten and i presented the Trophy to the apposing team Captain. I didn't seek out Jon, i thought he would be so disappointed but no, I caught up with him in the tea tent and he saw me and smiled, 'you looked good up there Rory, he said to me quite sincerely, and i said to him that he must be devastated not to have won, 'No' he said, 'after all, its only a game,' and we both laughed and we sat together with some of his friends for much of the afternoon so it worked out much better for me, It was obvious to me that he was the center of attention among his peers, he was softly spoken had a lovely Highland lilt to his voice, he smiled constantly and was very gentle in his manner, i realized, talking to him and watching and listening intently to him, that i was getting a hard on, and, as I was also wearing 'white's,' it would have been obvious if i stood up, and it was just at that time Jon and his friends stood up to go to get changed, when I didn't rise up with him, and he saw me blushing, he turned to me, 'are ye coming Rory lad,?' I said 'later,' and he couldn't help noticing that i was bright red, with my hands in my lap, he put a knowing hand on my shoulder and said quietly, 'see you later,' and left with his mates. I felt like a right fool and wondered if i had 'given the game away,' I knew that Jamie hadn't said a word about our numerous liaisons, so i hoped i wasn't too obvious, but one thing i was very sure of my gaydar 'pinged' when i talked to him and so did his.