The Secret Catamite Bk 1, The Book of Daniel Read Online Free

Simon stripped off, conscious of Daniel watching him,
and felt a stirring of excitement at what they were doing.
    "Socks as well," said Daniel,
and Simon obeyed. He sat naked on the soft grass in the hollow,
arms round his drawn up knees, buttocks feeling the warm grass. It
felt good. Daniel knelt beside him and gently pushed Simon so that
he was lying down, face up, looking at the overhead canopy of
green, with the blue sky peeping through here and there. Daniel
looked over Simon's body. He gently ran his hand over Simon's skin,
and as his friend made no move, established mastery of the
relationship by caressing Simon's most intimate parts.
    "I think I know what it is," he
said. "It's your cock."
    Simon lifted up onto his elbows
and looked at his penis.
    "What about it?" he asked.
    "It's different," said Daniel.
"Look." Daniel quickly undid his shorts and pulled them and his
pants down. Slipping them off and his T-shirt, he lay next to Simon
on the grass. Simon could see the difference. The end was different
from Daniel's. Simon looked at his circumcision and wondered. He
looked at Daniel frightened and puzzled.
    "How do they know?" he
asked.
    "Who?" asked Daniel.
    "The biguns and Miss Harvey and
all them."
    "Don't know, but I won't tell",
said Daniel. "Are your marks still there?"
    Simon rolled over and Daniel
examined the fading bruises. He again ran his hand round Simon's
body, over his buttocks and through his legs. Simon felt the
softness of his touch and was glad for it. He felt the warmth of
Daniel's body close to him and felt something of the comfort he got
from Mummy. Simon was glad he had a friend who knew how he was
different, and still wanted him. Simon was happy.
    They lay there for a while, as
the day cooled, then dressed and went home, Daniel for a piano
lesson, Simon for tea, each happy with their time in the den, each
for their own reasons.
1953/6
Coronation
    The Coronation was a memorable
event for Simon. It was going to be on television! Daddy had always
said television was a waste of money and radio was much better. But
then it said that the Coronation would be on television. Daniel's
family were going to get one, a point raised one day when all four
were at home having tea.
    "Daniel's Daddy's getting a
television," announced Simon. He had no real hope that this would
produce a 'yes, let's get one too' moment, but felt compelled to
say it.
    "Maybe Daniel's father can
afford one," said Daddy, sharply.
    "I think Jennifer's going to get
one too," said Frances. "She says I can go and watch the Coronation
at hers if I want."
    "Can I come?" asked Simon
quickly.
    "Definitely not," said Frances
curtly.
    "I'll go to Daniel's then," said
Simon.
    "Good, at least you won't be
bothering me," retorted his sister.
    "Children, stop it," said Mummy.
"Frances, you must wait to be asked by Jennifer's mother, not just
by Jennifer. Same goes for you Simon. Wait to be asked
properly."
    "I'll get Jennifer to ask her,"
said Frances.
    "And I'll get Daniel to ask,"
said Simon not wishing to be outdone.
    "For heaven's sake, stop it,"
said Daddy crossly, glaring at Simon. Was it just because he had
been the last to speak, or was because Frances was older. Whatever,
Simon fell quiet.
    "I expect it'll be on the
radio," said Mummy brightly.
    "Help Mummy clear the table,"
said Daddy, getting up and leaving the dining room.
    "That meant you," said Frances
to Simon, also getting up.
    "Ask to leave the table
properly," said Mummy. Frances sat down again, but tensed ready to
get up again.
    "Please may I leave the
table?"
    "Yes dear," said Mummy.
    "Why isn't she going to help
clear up?" demanded Simon indignantly.
    "Yes," said Mummy to Frances,
"you can help."
    "Mum!" whined Frances, "I'm
going to Jennifer's and I've got to get ready and I'll be late if I
don't get ready now."
    Simon often wondered why Frances
took so long to 'get ready'. This was some feminine ritual that was
completely incomprehensible. She would disappear for ages and