The Pianists

1.

Samuel hardly knew his mother because she’d died when he was a young child. He loved his father and got on very well with him so at the age of fifteen he came out to him. As he’d expected, his father accepted him for what he was because he loved his son and would do anything for him. He’d been one of the Windrush generation, leaving Jamaica and resettling in England with his wife. With hard work, he quickly made money. He now owned numerous businesses and real estate, so was considered a rich man.

Samuel didn’t have the same level of enthusiasm to make money, but he was passionate about classical music and the piano. His father provided for him very generously, even purchasing a three-bed apartment in Railway Street, Kings Cross for his son to live in. As well as being spacious, it also had a large terrace which was not overlooked, so Samuel frequently sunbathed naked out there. He’d even had sex out there on occasions.

He had started learning the piano at age six and his tutor quickly realised that the boy had talent. By the time Samuel moved into his new apartment, he was a concert pianist and frequently played at large venues. He also had an arrangement with Yamaha who provided him with a grand piano for each concert in return for advertising their products.

On several occasions he attempted to find a boyfriend, but he’d never found the right guy until a colleague told him about an eighteen-year-old named Robin.

“I’ve been his piano teacher for several years. He’s a natural and can go far but he comes from a poor background. His father is a waster and drunk most of the time. His mother encouraged her son to continue with the piano, but she couldn’t afford the fees, so I’ve been giving him free piano lessons. You should meet him.”

Samuel was interested. He had a passion for encouraging young people to study music, so he agreed to meet Robin.

***

“I’m Robin, sir. My piano teacher told me to come.”

Samuel, now twenty-one, gazed at the beautiful young man standing in front of him.

“Sir?”

“Oh, I’m sorry. Yes, please come on in. Your teacher suggested I see you. Here, let me take your coat. It’s nice and warm in here” Samuel smiled, helping him take it off. It was old and he noticed several holes and signs of wear. He took him into his music room which was situated in the third bedroom. He’d had it soundproofed to avoid disturbing the neighbours below him. Being the penthouse, he had no neighbours on his floor.

Robin gazed at the Yamaha baby grand piano. He’d never seen such a beautiful instrument.

“Have you ever played a grand piano before?”

“No, sir. Never” Robin replied, whilst looking at the inside mechanism which was on view since the lid was propped up.

“Well, you’ll be able to do so shortly, but first, tell me about yourself. Why you like playing the piano, how you started and what it means to you. Oh, by the way, there’s no need to call me, Sir. My name is Samuel.”

Robin smiled. He liked this guy and felt comfortable with him. During the next thirty minutes he told Samuel his story. How his father drank the household’s income away leaving his mother with almost nothing to live on, and how his mother supported his interest in playing the piano.

“Your mum sounds an amazing woman.”

“She was” Robin replied, feeling tears in his eyes. Samuel looked at him.

“Was? Is she no longer with us?”

Robin shook his head. “She died two months ago. The extreme stress of dealing with my father and his drinking, caused her to have a stroke. She died on the way to the hospital. As usual, my father was drunk and just sat there looking blank.”

“I’m so very sorry, Robin. That must have been a terrible loss” Samuel replied, leaning forward to take hold of Robin’s hands. He appreciated the gesture and felt a warm glow run through his body.

“How are you coping at home with your father? Has he stopped drinking?”

“All he’s said is that I now have to make his meals, do the laundry, and clean the house. He didn’t even attend the funeral, and he continues to drink to excess.”

Samuel gasped. “Are you able to move out and leave him?”

Robin shook his head. “I have no money and nowhere to go.”

He looked at Samuel and gave a slight smile. There was a silence for a few moments. Samuel knew he wanted to help and pondered several scenarios.

“I can help you but first, let’s talk about why you’re here. Forgetting about your home situation for a moment, is it your wish to become a professional pianist?”

Robin looked at him with hope in his eyes. “Yes. It’s been my dream since I was a child, but I can’t see how it will happen now.”

Samuel took hold of his hands again and looked into his eyes. “There’s always hope, so don’t forget that. But before we talk about that, I’d like to hear you play. Choose whatever you like.”

Robin walked over to the baby grand piano and sat on the stool. Having adjusted it to suit his height, he closed his eyes, rested his hands on the ivory keys and imagined he was on a stage in front of a large audience. After a few moments, his hands sprang into action.

Samuel silently gasped as he watched him launch into Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata. The feeling and splendour of the music sent goosebumps down his spine. If he hadn’t been watching the eighteen-year-old playing it in front of him, he’d have thought it was an older professional pianist playing.

Although he’d heard enough to make his decision, he let Robin finish. Thirteen minutes later, his fingers came to rest. He turned to Samuel and waited.

“That was absolutely beautiful. Perfectly played and with such feeling. How did you learn it?”

“I listened to a recording of it several times whilst reading the music and then played it by ear” he replied as if this was perfectly normal.

“Do you have another favourite piece?”

Robin nodded and launched into Rachmaninoff’s piano concerto no. 2. Samuel was again blown away by the quality of playing, although he could see a few areas where he could improve. He stood up and placed his hands on Robin’s shoulders.

“You are amazing. Come, let’s go and sit down in the living room and talk.”

Robin stood and felt a warm glow run through his body. There was something about Samuel that made him feel good and for a moment his miserable home life left his thoughts. As he walked into the large living room he gasped.

“Wow. What an amazing view across London.”

“It certainly is. Come out onto the terrace” Samuel smiled and placed an arm around his waist. Robin felt himself being pulled closer, and he liked it. “When it’s sunny it provides a wonderful space to sunbathe, which I often do naked” he chuckled.

“Mm, I’d love to do that” Robin replied without thinking.

Having peered over the railing they returned to the living room. Everything looked very expensive and nothing like he’d seen before. He even imagined living here but knew that was a dream.

“From what you’ve told me, you’ve got to get away from your father. He’s holding you back and with your talent, that’s a tragedy.”

Robin opened his mouth to speak but Samuel held up his hand to stop him. “You really do have talent and it must be harnessed. So, I’m prepared to take you on as an apprentice to fine tune your talent and turn you into a top-class concert pianist. But we first need to sort out your living arrangements. I can offer you two options. I can either find you suitable accommodation to live in, for which I will pay or, you can live here with me free of charge.”

Robin gasped. The thought of living in this beautiful apartment with a guy he’d already fallen in love with, was his ultimate dream.

“So, which option would you like to choose?”

Robin looked at him and smiled. “I’d like to accept the second option and live with you” he finally replied. “But there’s something you should know about me” he added. “I’m gay” he said after a short pause. “My father doesn’t know because in addition to being an alcoholic, he’s a homophobe, which is another reason why I have to get away from him.”

Samuel smiled and moved to the sofa where Robin was sitting. “I suspected you were, which suits me fine, because I am also gay, and I think you’re beautiful.”

Robin gasped. He’d never imagined that Samuel was gay, but he had little experience of such things because he’d had to hide his sexuality for so many years, although he suspected his mother knew. “Wow. That’s brilliant” he eventually replied.

“Excellent” Samuel grinned and hugged his new apprentice, and possible lover. Perhaps he’d at last found the boyfriend he’d been looking for. “So, I suggest we first go to your house and collect your things.”

“There’s not much to collect. Just a few personal items. I have few clothes because mum couldn’t afford to buy them.”

Samuel told him that wasn’t a problem since he’d take him shopping and buy a complete wardrobe of clothes to suit his new position. Saying there was no time like the present, they set off in Samuel’s Mercedes, another gift from his father.

“Is your father likely to be home?”

“No. He’ll be at the pub by now, drinking himself to death.”

They arrived at the Council terrace house and as Robin had predicted, there was no sign of his father. He quickly gathered together the items he wanted, which were mainly keepsakes to remind him of his mother and left the note he’d already prepared. All it said was “I’ve left home, so you’re now on your own to drink yourself to death. I never want to see you again. Robin.”

He’d decided to keep it short and to the point. He’d been tempted to add that his father’s behaviour had killed his mother, but he decided against it since it wouldn’t change things. Before closing the front door behind him, he looked back. In his mind he saw his mother in the kitchen preparing their meal. ‘Goodbye mum. I love you.’

Samuel put an arm around him as they walked to the car. ‘Am I dreaming?’ he asked himself. Once inside the luxurious car, he knew he wasn’t and smiled. At last, a new life to enjoy his dream of being a concert pianist.

2.

“I’m having a shower. Want to join me?” Samuel asked Robin after they’d unpacked the few items he’d stuffed into a holdall. Robin looked at him and smiled.

“Yeah, okay.” The mental image of seeing Samuel stark naked and the organ between his legs, filled his mind. They stripped off their clothes and he followed Samuel into the bathroom which was a wet room with plenty of room for them to shower together. After they’d washed their bodies, Samuel took Robin into his arms.

“You’re beautiful. I want to kiss you and make love.”

Robin just smiled. He wanted the same but was afraid to say so, despite his cock showing his feelings for Samuel. It was now rock hard. Seeing that Robin wasn’t objecting, Samuel took his face into his hands, and they kissed. Gently at first but it soon became passionate. He could feel Robin’s hard cock pressing against his own, which was now also hard. He reached down and took it into his hand. Robin gasped as the passionate kiss continued with tongues fighting one another.

“I want to fuck you. Is that okay?” Samuel asked.

Robin’s heart thumped with excitement. He was a virgin but had dreamt of being fucked. He’d watched enough gay porn to know what it involved. Without saying anything, Samuel moved out of the shower area and grabbed two clean towels. Giving one to Robin, they dried themselves. The softness of the towel was nothing like the cheap ones he’d used at home.

They walked naked to the bedroom and Samuel flipped off the duvet before collapsing onto the bed, taking Robin with him. They first kissed and fondled one another but their sexual desires soon took over. Samuel sucked Robin’s cock until it was rock hard. He then pushed Robin’s mouth onto his own and stuffed it in until he’d taken the full length. Robin’s sexual excitement was at its peak, and he was willing to do anything.

Samuel turned him onto his back, lifted his legs, grabbed the lube, and stuffed his raw cock into the cute arse.

“Ah, fuck. That feels so good” he exclaimed. Robin agreed that it felt wonderful. Despite the initial pain when the big head breached him, the feeling of having a raw cock inside his arse was magic and he knew he wanted more.

Samuel pumped for several minutes until he’d shot copious loads of cum into the beautiful arse.

“Fuck. That felt so good” he exclaimed once his climax had died down. Robin agreed. It was far better than he’d imagined.

It was decided there and then that Robin would sleep with Samuel, so his limited items of clothing were moved into his room.

“Tomorrow, we’ll go clothes shopping to replace your wardrobe” Samuel announced. Robin just thanked him, knowing there was no point in objecting. Besides, he looked forward to owning a wardrobe of good clothes in place of the rags he was wearing.

That night, Robin felt good sleeping with a sexy guy next to him and Samuel did too. When he awoke in the morning, he mounted Robin’s naked body and fucked him to satisfy his morning erection. Robin’s was satisfied by Samuel sucking his cock until it burst forth and he swallowed the lot.

***

The following day, Samuel took him shopping and they visited shops he’d only dreamt of going in. They returned home with a new wardrobe of clothes costing far more than Robin had ever paid.

“Okay, time to start your piano tuition, not that you need much” Samuel told him as he pulled him into a hug and kissed him. With two swollen cocks pressing against each other, it was tempting to satisfy their sexual needs, but the piano came first. Samuel chose Schubert’s fantasia in F minor which they played as a duet on Samuel’s baby grand piano. The reason why he’d chosen it was explained later after he’d suggested a few changes in Robin’s playing. They were minor but moved his playing up to concert standard.

“I want to include that in a concert I’m doing in two weeks time. I’d like you to join me.”

“Me?” Robin gasped.

“Yes, you” Samuel grinned. “You’re more than ready to launch your concert career, my love.”

Robin felt his heart thump with excitement. He wasn’t sure if it was the idea of undertaking his first professional concert appearance or being referred to as ‘my love’. Either way, he was happy and kissed Samuel, who never objected to outward signs of affection.

Over the next few days, they spent hours practicing the piano piece until it was perfect. As usual, Robin had learnt it by listening to Samuel playing it whilst he memorised the music score.

***

“We’ve been invited to a party on Saturday” Samuel announced. “Russell and I have known one another for several years. He’s gay, of course, and holds wild sex parties for his gay friends. They’ll be lots of sex, alcohol, and drugs, not that I take those. It’s your choice. But it will be good fun and plenty of sex.”

Robin said he’d love to go since he’d never been to a sex party before.

Russell, who was twenty-two, lived in a five-bed house in Kensington. He’d climbed up the ladder in a commercial bank and was now at a senior level so had a large income, plenty of which he’d put away should he need it.

“Hi, guys. Come on in” Russell enthused as he invited them into the house which oozed money. “You can leave your clothes in here” he added, taking them into a small room at the front of the house. The invitation had told participants to come wearing a G-string, so they were told to strip down to that. “We’re down in the basement” he explained as he led them through a door off the hallway and down some stairs. Although not the last to arrive, there were already four guys wearing only a G-string, draped across sofas, drinking alcohol and smoking pot. A short while later, two more arrived.

Introductions were made but Robin was more interested in looking at semi-naked bodies than names. Samuel gave him a white wine which he accepted and began to sip. Drugs were being passed from one to another but like Samuel, he declined. Nobody was bothered so he just watched the others as the drug overtook their senses. He let a guy next to him begin feeling his crotch which Robin enjoyed.

“Mm. Nice cock” he grinned and removed Robin’s G-string. A stiff cock sprang up and the guy took it into his mouth to suck. Robin just watched. Samuel was interacting with another guy who’d already removed his G-string and showing off a stiff cock. Robin’s guy stopped sucking and removed his own G-string. “Fuck me” he groaned as he sniffed a bottle of poppers.

Robin looked at his naked body and found it erotic. He grabbed a tube of lube, lubricated his stiff cock, and thrust it into the waiting arse. He pumped and pumped until he’d shot his load, far sooner than planned.

Another guy who was now completely naked, moved up behind him and stuffed his cock into Robin’s arse. It felt good and Robin loved it. Someone offered him a spliff and he took it. His mind became cloudy, and he felt wonderful. Whilst being fucked, another guy opened his mouth and blew smoke from his mouth into Robin’s. Whatever it was was stronger than the spliff, but Robin enjoyed it.

When the guy had deposited his load, another took over and he had another dumped into his mouth. As the fucking took place he saw another young guy, who he later found out was Ted. He was Russell’s new houseboy. He’d found him wandering the streets so had offered him a home.

“You can piss and dump your load all over him” Russell laughed. “He’ll clear it up in the morning, won’t you boy?”

“Yes, sir” he replied as another guy pissed all over him, soaking the sofa he was lying on.

Robin was vaguely conscious of Samuel fucking guys and being fucked as the evening progressed whilst he accepted every stiff cock willing to fuck him. How many loads of cum was dumped inside him, he didn’t know.

Some hours later, he was aware of Samuel leading him upstairs and telling him to get dressed.

“Are you okay?” Samuel asked.

“Yeah, I think so” Robin grinned.

“Let’s go home.”

Once home, they went to bed and cuddled each other. Samuel felt so happy. He’d never thought he’d find someone to love and hold but here he was doing just that. Robin was also happy beyond his dreams.

***

The day of the concert arrived. That morning they performed a final practice before travelling to the concert hall to familiarise themselves with the grand piano that Yamaha had provided. They had an hour before the concert, so Samuel took Robin to their dressing room and relaxed.

“It’s good to rest before you perform, so you’re feeling calm” Samuel told him. They chatted about everything apart from music. Half-an-hour before they were due on stage, they changed into their black evening suits with white shirt and black bow tie. The makeup person did her job, and they were ready to appear on stage.

Two minutes before their performance they were led to the stage entrance and listened to the announcer detailing Samuel’s achievements to date. “And tonight, he is accompanied by his protégé who is making his first public appearance. So, please give a warm welcome to Samuel Jackson and Robin Taylor.”

They walked on stage to a massive applause as they made their way to the piano. Standing either side, they bowed before sitting on the piano stool and rested their fingers lightly on the piano keys.

“Ready?” Samuel whispered.

“Yes” Robin replied, and they commenced playing Schubert’s fantasia in F minor duet. As the music started, the audience fell silent. Robin closed his eyes, totally absorbed in the music and listening to Samuel. They were so integrated that it sounded as if they were one.

When they finally finished, their hands came to rest, and they looked at one another.

“You were perfect” Samuel whispered. Robin smiled. He was so happy. The audience were now giving them a standing ovation. The performers stood, turned to the audience, and bowed. The applause continued as they made their way off-stage. Samuel hugged Robin as the stage manager indicated for them to return on stage. They did and the applause increased as they bowed again.

“I think they want more” the announcer grinned.

Samuel was used to this, so they’d prepared a short encore.

Once off stage, the concert producer congratulated them and booked them for another concert in a month’s time.

They made their way home and once they were inside, Samuel took Robin into his arms and kissed him.

“You were magnificent. Your solo parts were perfect. At the next concert I’d like you to play a solo piece before our rendition of Mozart’s sonata for two pianos in D. You choose what you’d like to play.”

“Robin gasped. Are you serious?”

Samuel nodded and kissed him again. His sensitive touch and the heat of their bodies against one another caused Robin to have an erection.

“Beethoven’s piano concerto No. 5” Robin announced. It was one of his favourite pieces.

“Wow. That’s a complicated piece. Are you sure?”

“Of course. Don’t you think I can play it well enough?”

“Of course, I do. Having seen you this evening at your first major public performance, you’re capable of anything.”

Robin grinned and ran to the music room. He sat at the baby grand and launched into the concerto. Samuel stood behind him spellbound. He’d never before come across such a talented pianist of Robin’s age. He put his arms around him, and Robin stopped playing.

“Beautiful. The audience will love it.” His hands moved into Robin’s crotch, and he felt the hard-on hiding inside his trousers. “I want you in bed” he grunted, pressing his own hard cock up against Robin’s back.

They quickly made their way to the bedroom and removed their clothes. Once in bed, they made love and Samuel inserted his hard cock into Robin’s arse. He pumped, slowly at first. Robin felt the hard organ filling him up and it was wonderful. With eyes closed, Samuel increased the pace until he was slamming in and out, the sound of slapping as their flesh connected with each thrust.

“Ah” he yelled when his climax finally came and his cock erupted, shooting ribbon after ribbon of creamy cum into his lover’s arse.

Robin uttered encouraging grunts. He opened his eyes just to convince himself that he wasn’t dreaming.

“Ah, fuck. That was so good” Samuel gasped as his body came to a stop. “I love you so much” he smiled before giving Robin a big wet kiss.

3.

“Look, there’s a young guy over there huddled against that wall. He must be soaked in this rain. Do you think he’s homeless? Can we help him?” Robin said as they walked from the bar they’d visited.

Samuel lifted his umbrella which was keeping off most of the downpour. He’d suspected it would rain, so grabbed two umbrellas before they’d left home. Typical British weather. Sunshine one minute and pelting down with rain the next. No doubt due to global warming, he presumed.

“Hi. Are you okay?” he asked the young guy. A forlorn face looked up at them. Robin crouched beside him.

“You must be soaked. Are you homeless?”

The lad nodded. “How come?” Samuel asked, having now crouched beside Robin. “I’m Samuel and this is Robin, my boyfriend. What’s your name?

“Jakub” he replied showing relief that they too were gay.

“Are you gay?” Robin asked. “Is that why you’re homeless?”

“Yeah” Jakub nodded.

“We can’t leave him here” Robin whispered to Samuel.

“You’re right. We can’t” he replied and then asked Jakub how old he was.”

“Eighteen next week. I was attacked and robbed earlier this evening by two guys. They had knives. They took everything. My money, my spare clothes. They even took my waterproof jacket” he wept.

“If you come with us, we can let you have some clothes, give you food and a bed for the night. Tomorrow we can discuss what to do next. Would you like that?”

“Yes, please” he nodded.

Robin helped him up and gave him his own waterproof jacket to keep him warm. He was already shivering.

They walked to the underground station in silence as they huddled beneath the two umbrellas. Once home, Robin led the soaked Jakub into the main bathroom whilst Samuel went to find some dry clothes for him.

“Would you like a hot shower?” Robin asked having seen him shiver.

“Yes, please” he replied and immediately commenced removing his clothes, passing each item to Robin as he did so. By the time Samuel appeared, he found a stark-naked Jakub.

“Mm, nice” he muttered giving the naked body a good look.

Robin showed Jakub how to use the shower and left him a clean bath towel.

“Dry clothes are on the bed in the spare room” Samuel added. He and Robin left him and moved to the kitchen.

“What can we do for him?” Robin asked. “He needs accommodation and a job.”

Samuel nodded, already thinking of a solution.

Several minutes later, Jakub appeared showing no sign of concern that he was stark naked.

“I am finished” he smiled. “It was good. First proper wash I’ve had for three days.”

“Would you like something to eat?” Samuel asked. “Scrambled egg on toast, or beans on toast?”

Jakub opted for the scrambled egg before following Robin into the spare room. On the bed was a T-shirt and a pair of tracksuit bottoms.

“Your shoes are drying out” Robin replied. Jakub thanked him and said he didn’t mind being barefoot. He first slipped on the T-shirt first, giving Robin a good view of his cock, which appeared to be semi-erect, from what Robin could see. He slipped on the sweatpants, smiling at Robin as he did so.

Back in the kitchen, Samuel was serving the scrambled egg onto a slice of toast. He invited Jakub to sit at the breakfast bar. Once sat, he attacked the food with vigour, sipping the hot cup of tea provided.

The other two just watched.

“Had enough?”

Jakub nodded. “Thank you. Thanks for helping me. I had no idea what to do having had everything stolen.”

Samuel asked why he thought the guys had attacked him since a homeless guy was not likely to have much to steal.

“They realised I was gay. It was a homophobic attack.”

“What happened at home to make you homeless?” Robin asked, although he could guess the reason.

“My father caught me masturbating whilst watching gay porn on my laptop. He grabbed hold of it and smashed it over the edge of a table. He then told me to be gone by the morning and never return. My parents are Catholic and very religious.”

Samuel asked if he’d been born in Poland. “No, in the UK.”

That was one less hurdle to get over, Samuel thought to himself. It was now gone midnight, so he suggested they go to bed. Robin led him back to the spare room and checked he had everything he needed before joining Samuel in their room. He found him checking the CCTV surveillance system on his iPad. Each room had a hidden camera which alerted him if someone was roaming the apartment. He’d installed it for extra security whilst out, but it was also useful when hosting unknown guys. He placed it on the bedside table and climbed into bed with his naked boyfriend. He’d never worn pyjamas, even as a child. Fortunately, Robin liked doing the same.

They kissed and cuddled, feeling one another’s cock, which we’re showing signs of interest, but both were too tired to make use of them.

***

When they woke, the sun was shining through the slats of the Venetian blind. They smiled at one another and kissed. Both had morning erections that needed attention. Samuel tossed the duvet onto the floor, turned Robin onto his back and lifted his legs to expose his prize.

“Mm, such a beautiful arse” he grinned before commencing to give it a good lick. Nicely lubricated, along with his rampant cock, he proceeded to fuck him.

“We’re being watched” Robin whispered.

“I guessed as much” Samuel replied. “Saw the movement on the cameras. Come on in, Jakub. Do you want to join in?”

“Thanks” he replied excitedly and ran up to the bed. He knelt beside them and watched Samuel’s big cock fuck the white arse. He’d only ever watched fucking on gay porn, and it turned him on. He casually massaged his own erection as he intently watched the black cock in action. Robin reached over and took hold of Jakub’s stiff cock and gently massaged it.

“Ah, fuck” Samuel cried out as his climax erupted, partly over the hole and the remainder inside Robin’s arse.

“You want to be fucked?” Samuel grinned.

“Yes, please” Jakub replied, excited at the thought of having his first fuck.

Samuel told him to lay on his back and lift his legs. Robin lubricated his stiff cock and gazed at the waiting puckered hole. He looked at the hairless body with a smattering of light pubic hair as he lightly fingered the hole.

“Ah, fuck” Jakub muttered, enjoying the feeling. He watched Robin offer the head of his big cock up to the hole. He took a deep breath as it inched its way in before plunging deep inside his arse.

“Ah, fuck, yeah. That feels fucking awesome” he yelled as Robin pumped and pumped until he’d shot his load inside. Meanwhile, Samuel had been sucking Jakub’s cock. Just as Robin was filling his arse with cum, he was filling Samuel’s mouth with his cum. His whole body felt like it was now floating in space. He’d never experienced anything like it before, and he wanted more.

“Time to shower and dress” Samuel announced. “Let’s use the main bathroom” he grinned at Robin, knowing he’d enjoy sharing a shower with their gorgeous guest.

The main bathroom was a wet room so plenty of room to shower together. With Jakub facing Robin, who soaped his crotch whilst giving the stiffening cock a good massage, Samuel stood behind him and soaped his arse. It wasn’t long before his hard cock was deep inside Jakub’s arse and Jakub’s stiff was inside Robin’s arse. With each thrust of Samuel’s inside his arse, he thrust into Robin’s. A few minutes later, both had dumped their load.

Over breakfast, Samuel asked Jakub what work he’d like to do, assuming he had somewhere to live. He replied that he wasn’t fussy and would do anything, provided it paid sufficient for food and a somewhere to live. “Mr father is a factory worker, and my mother cleans for a big house owner.”

“I may be able to help you find a job, and accommodation. Whilst I make enquiries, you’re welcome to stay with us for a few days.”

Jakub rushed up and hugged him, with a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you. You’re so kind. But I must do something for you, in return. Perhaps general chores around the house?”

Samuel sat him on his lap and placed a hand on his thigh. “You could do some cleaning. Everywhere needs a good clean. And you can do the washing up whilst Robin and I practise for our piano performance in a few weeks.”

“Yes, yes, anything” he replied excitedly. Samuel smiled and kissed him on the cheek whilst moving his hand into Jakub’s crotch to feel the hardening organ. Jakub smiled knowingly.

“Do you have something in mind for him?” Robin asked once he and Samuel were in the music room.”

“I might, but we need to get to know him better over the next few days.”

***

Whilst they practised their concert pieces, Jakub commenced cleaning the apartment, dusting, polishing, and vacuuming as he moved from room to room. Having completed those, he cleaned the bathroom.

Samuel and Robin had just finished when Jakub peered into the music room.

“I’ve finished cleaning everywhere, except this room” he announced as he walked in. Samuel and Robin looked up and gazed at the stark-naked lad standing there.

Seeing the surprised look on their faces, Jakub smiled, “It’s okay working in the nude, isn’t it”.

“Yeah, sure. We certainly don’t mind” Samuel grinned.

“I hope you find everything okay” Jakub said, now feeling unsure.

“I’m sure it’s fine. Show me what you’ve done.”

With Samuel’s arm around his waist, a nervous Jakub walked with him around the apartment to view what he’d done.

“It all looks brilliant” he said, “you’ve done a wonderful job, thank you.”

Jakub beamed. He’d never been told that before. At home, he’d never received compliments for anything he’d done to help his parents. Samuel took him into his arms and kissed him. Jakub felt his body melt as the hot kiss sent erotic feelings through his body, causing his cock to stiffen.

Robin joined in and caressed Jakub’s naked buttocks. Within minutes they were all in the main bedroom and rolling on the bed stark naked. Whilst Robin sucked Jakub’s cock, Samuel licked and pinched Jakub’s nipples. He laid back and let his new friends excite his body.

Samuel told Robin to go on his back and for Jakub to straddle him and sit on Robin’s now hard cock. Once the cock was fully embedded inside him, Samuel gently pushed his body forward and slipped his erection in. As he thrust in and out, Robin could feel his cock being massaged until it erupted, spewing ribbons of cum into Jakub’s arse. A few minutes later, Samuel did the same.

***

Samuel was impressed with Jakub. He was a hard worker and honest as well as having a nice personality. Plus, he was a good fuck! After five days, Samuel contacted his father who’d been badly injured in a road accident six months before. He’d been walking on the pavement when a speeding car had gone out of control and hit him before crashing into a wall, killing the young driver.

His father was now mainly paralysed from the waist down so had to use an electric wheelchair. Since he lived in a two-storey house in Chelsea, he had a vertical chairlift installed beside the staircase to maintain full access to all rooms. Samuel admired his father’s resilience and stamina, he was a man who never let life beat him. But he needed seven day a week care which was something he hated. He’d tried to manage on his own but quickly found he couldn’t so Samuel arranged for a carer to visit everyday.

“They treat me as if I’m an idiot” he complained. “I just want someone who can do what’s needed and not treat me as if I am incapable of doing anything.”

Samuel knew exactly the kind of person he needed but hadn’t found the right personality, until now.

“Jakub is perfect for you, Dad. He’s a hard worker, trustworthy but not dominant. He’ll do what you want and not what he thinks you want.”

“How old is he?”

“We celebrated his eighteenth birthday two days ago” Samuel replied, remembering the wonderful time the three of them had and the erotic sex that took place.

“Where does he live?”

Samuel explained how Robin had seen him huddled against a wall in the pouring rain. “He was homeless, so he’s currently living with us, but he needs accommodation.”

“Your Robin sounds a lovely guy. How’s he doing?”

“Extremely well. You must come to our next concert.”

“Thanks, I’d like that. Why was this Jakub homeless?”

Samuel explained Jakub’s home situation and how he’d been thrown out of home because of his sexuality.

“What the fuck is wrong with these parents? They should be supporting their children, not making them homeless just because they are different to the norm.”

“That’s religion for you, Dad” Samuel chuckled.

“Time it was banned.”

Samuel brought the topic back to Jakub and the post of carer.

“Bring him tomorrow morning so I can meet him. If I like him, I’ll give him a week’s trial. He can use one of the spare rooms since he has nowhere to live.”

After giving his Dad a big hug and a kiss on the cheek, Samuel left feeling satisfied. He was certain that Jakub would be perfect. Once home, he asked Jakub to sit down with him. He explained the position and the conditions.

“You’ll need to be available 24/7 but you’ll be able to have time off to do what you want, provided you’re available by phone, should he need you urgently. When not caring for Dad you’ll need to do household chores, cleaning, laundry etc, and purchasing provisions. Dad does the cooking. He’s a good cook, but he’ll need assistance. You’ll have free board and lodging and be paid a monthly wage. If you’re willing, Robin and I would like you to attend one half-day a week to clean here, for which you’ll be paid. Are you interested?”

Jakub beamed and said he’d love the job. He jumped up and sat on Samuel’s lap. He hugged and kissed him. “Thank you, so much.”

Samuel smiled and felt his cock react due to the sexy guy on his lap. He felt Jakub’s crotch and as expected found a hard cock beneath. It wasn’t long before clothes were off. Robin, who’d now joined them, stripped too. Within seconds, Robin had his hard cock inside Jakub, who was now bent over the sofa, and Samuel had his inside Robin’s arse.

***

“You can call me Tarone” Samuel’s father told the sensitive Jakub who impressed him. “When can you start your week’s trial?”

“Immediately” he replied. With that agreed, Samuel said he’d fetch the new clothes he’d purchased for Jakub. When he returned with them, Jakub was already cleaning the kitchen which hadn’t been given a proper clean for several weeks because Tarone had sacked the previous cleaner who was useless.

“He’s a keen lad” his father chuckled. “I assume you paid for those” he grinned, indicating the pile of new clothes.

“He had nothing when we found him. Two lads had stolen everything from him. Thanks for giving him a trial.”

“From what I’ve seen, he’ll fly through that.”

Samuel said he’d pop in later in the week to see how things were going. He left, feeling happy that he’d given Jakub a new start in life.

4.

As expected, Jakub sailed through his trial period, so had now been offered a permanent position. Tarone was delighted with him. He was a perfectionist so everywhere gleamed, and he did whatever Tarone wanted in respect of his care without constantly making him conscious of his disability. He was also good company and liked to snuggle up against him when they settled down for an evening. Jakub viewed him as the father he’d dreamt of having.

It had been agreed that Jakub would go to the Kings Cross apartment every Wednesday afternoon to clean, which he always undertook naked, much to Samuel and Robin’s delight. As such, frequent sex took place which pleased all parties since Jakub loved being fucked and the other two loved fucking him.

The day of the piano concert arrived, and Samuel and Robin made their way to the concert hall early afternoon. Two Yamaha grand pianos had been delivered and tuned. As Robin walked on stage for the first time to familiarise himself with it, he audibly gasped at the size of the auditorium.

“It’s huge” he gasped. “How many does it seat?”

“In excess of a thousand” the stage manager smiled.

“You’ll be fine. Just concentrate on your performance” Samuel assured him, giving him a hug, which the manager thought was a sweet gesture. He had no idea they were sexual partners. Samuel had kept his sexuality quiet up to now, but he suspected at some point he’d need to come out of the closet. He’d discussed this with Robin, who’d agreed to admit to being gay if asked.

Samuel had obtained a disabled ticket for his Dad and one for Jakub as his carer. Tarone was very proud of his son and had supported him all along.

“Five minutes to the curtain going up, Sir” the stage assistant told Robin who was now trying to calm his nerves. At the two-minute call, he followed the assistant to the side of the stage. They’d agreed that Samuel would watch Robin’s performance on the screen in the dressing room.

As he stood there, doing his best to look calm, he heard the compère announcing, “Before we have the pleasure of hearing the renowned Samuel Jackson perform, we are delighted to welcome an up-and-coming new star who will be playing Beethoven’s piano concerto No. 5. Ladies and gentlemen, please give a warm welcome to Robin Taylor.”

“You’re on” the stage manager whispered to Robin.

As Robin walked on stage, there was polite applause from the audience. The programme included a synopsis of his career to date, which was sparse, and stated ‘This eighteen-year-old is amazing and not to be missed’. Robin just hoped he could produce an amazing performance. His lover had assured him he could, and deep down inside him he was sure he could.

Standing beside the lonely piano in front of the orchestra, he bowed before sitting down on the luxury piano stool. He took a deep breath, flexed his hands, and placed them lightly on the keys. The ivory touch suddenly gave him the confidence he needed. The applause had ceased, and the audience sat waiting for this eighteen-year-old to perform.

The piece commenced with a flourish of quick notes up and down the keyboard. It was fiery and euphoric, producing an introduction which is filled with the spirited dotted rhythms of the French Revolution era military marches. The piece was Beethoven's final and most monumental piano concerto, written between 1809 and 1811 as Napoleon's army bombarded the city of Vienna.

Now totally absorbed into his playing, Robin was unaware of the audience reaction, which was of utter amazement. Tarone was also amazed. He’d only heard Robin play occasionally on his grand piano, which he had to admit was good, but this performance was off the chart for someone of his age. He closed his eyes, and it was if his son was playing. He heard several members of the audience around him saying “He’s amazing”, “He’s top league”. Tarone smiled. ‘He sure is’ he thought, ‘and my son found him living with a drunk for a father and took him in.’

Forty minutes later, the performance came to a close with another flourish of rapid notes up and down the keyboard, before a crescendo of sound. Once finished, the audience erupted with loud applause and a standing ovation plus shouts of ‘amazing’, ‘brilliant’.

Robin stood up and bowed to the audience. The conductor moved beside him and patted his back.

“That was superb” he told Robin, having to raise his voice to make himself heard above the applause which continued. He took hold of Robin’s hand and they both bowed before leading him off the stage.

“Wow” the compère announced. “That was a mighty performance for someone so young. You can be sure that we’ll be seeing Robin Taylor again.”

The audience erupted into another applause before he could announce there’d be a short break before Samuel performed Shostakovich’s concerto in A minor.

“You were brilliant” Samuel told Robin as he entered the dressing room and gave him a big hug. “I’m so proud of you.”

Robin nodded unable to speak. “He wasn’t used to being told that. His father had never congratulated him for anything he’d achieved.”

There was a knock on the door and Samuel’s father entered in his wheelchair with Jakub following behind. The stage management team knew that he was Samuel’s father, so let him through.

“That performance, young man, was astounding.” He then told Robin to move closer so he could give him a big hug which also produced tears of joy.

“Did you enjoy Robin’s performance?” Samuel asked Jakub.

“Yes, very much. It was beautiful.”

The break was soon over, and they received the five-minute call. Four minutes later they were standing waiting to walk onto stage.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, I am delighted to welcome on stage, Samuel Jackson who will be playing Shostakovich’s concerto in A minor which, as you can see, will be an arrangement for two pianos. And, the second pianist is” he paused for effect before adding “Robin Taylor”.

The audience whooped and clapped.

“You’re on guys” the Stage Manager told them. As Samuel and Robin walked on there were cheers and loud applause. They stood by their piano and bowed. Robin was now feeling far more relaxed. Not only had he got through his solo without a mishap, but he now had his lover with him. The stage had been cleared since there was no orchestra for this performance. Instead, two grand pianos occupied the space, standing back to back.

Once ready to commence, Samuel glanced at Robin, who nodded. Samuel commenced playing and a moment later paused for Robin to play his part before they played together.

This is a concerto on a symphonic scale. The opening 'Nocturne' with its endlessly shifting harmonies and eerily elusive melodies is followed by a wild scherzo in 3-time. The slow movement is a stark Passacaglia, leading to one of the longest and toughest cadenzas in the repertoire. It is thirty-five minutes long and comprises of four movements.

As before, the audience was spellbound by the excellent performance from both pianists. Thirty-five minutes later, after four movements, it came to an end. The audience erupted into a standing ovation, cheering both pianists. After several bows, they left the stage knowing they’d be required to return for an encore.

“They want more” the Stage Manager grinned, so they returned to the stage to be welcomed by the compère who announced what they’d be playing for their encore.

“I love you so much” Samuel said, once they were back in the dressing room. They kissed and both were in the mood to do more, but there was a knock on the door that broke the moment.

“What can I say” Tarone announced. “You were both utterly amazing. I tell you this son, you were lucky to find this beautiful guy who’s so talented.”

“I know” he grinned, pulling the guy he loved with all his heart close to his side and kissed him. Jakub watched on, asking himself why his father couldn’t have shown his son some love. “Give us a few minutes to change and we’ll go to the bar” Samuel told his father, who took the hint and left. They changed out of their dinner suits with bow tie into more casual clothes and joined the other two. The bar area had a private section for performers and guests.

As they entered, Samuel saw Raymond. He was a reporter for the main music press.

“Hi, Samuel. An excellent performance as usual. But, wow, this guy was utterly amazing, and only eighteen, I believe. I’m Raymond.”

“Hi” Robin smiled, shaking his hand.

“How did you guys meet?”

Robin looked at Samuel, not sure how to answer.

“I assume you want to interview us” Samuel replied.

“You bet. “You’re hot news. When can we meet?”

“Give me a call tomorrow. We’re both tired.”

“Will do, mate. Thanks. I’ll be in touch first thing in the morning.”

They watched him leave and relaxed.

“Now you’re a star, you’ll get lots of attention, young man” Tarone told Robin.

After they’d had one drink, which Tarone paid for, they made their way home. Tarone insisted that his driver take him home after dropping him and Jakub off at the house.

“Thanks, Robert. See you tomorrow.”

Robert, now forty-two, had been his father’s personal driver for several years and had known Samuel from his mid teens. Samuel was aware that Robert knew he was gay but was never quite sure whether he approved or not. He knew Robert was married with two children, but he never talked about them, at least not to Samuel. He was the perfect driver. Always knew his place and never divulged to anyone anything he heard whilst driving, keeping himself to himself but always polite to his employer and guests.

“Thanks, Robert” Samuel said as they alighted.

“You’re welcome, Sir. I understand you both gave an amazing performance tonight.”

Samuel was about to thank him, but he’d driven off. He’d often offered him tickets for his performances, but he’d always declined, saying he didn’t like mixing work with pleasure.

Once inside the apartment, Samuel pulled Robin into his arms, and they kissed. It became intense and clothes were discarded. They dropped onto the bed and had wonderful sex, including sucking each other’s cocks, tweaking nipples, and fucking each other.

***

The following morning, Raymond called. “I want to video our interview so we can sell it to other channels. Is that okay?”

Samuel agreed. It wasn’t the first time he’d been interviewed on film. The interview would take place that afternoon at Raymond’s offices in Camden. When Samuel and Robin arrived they were ushered into a small room that had cameras set up in front of a u-shaped sofa. After the makeup artist had done what she needed, the interview commenced. Talking into the camera, Raymond explained that he’d been privileged to listen to two outstanding pianists the evening before.

“One is well known for his magnificent performances but the other is only eighteen and this was his first major public performance. Let’s first hear him play.”

Raymond turned to Samuel and Robin who were sitting side by side opposite him and explained that an excerpt of Robin’s performance would be inserted. He then turned to camera and said, “That talented pianist is Robin Taylor and he’s here now with Samuel Jackson.”

The camera switched to them as Raymond asked Robin, how long he’d been playing the piano.

“Since the age of five” he replied.

“Is your mother or father a pianist?”

“My father certainly isn’t. He’s drunk most of the time.” He’d decided he was tired of hiding the true nature of his father so the world would now know that he was an alcoholic. “My mother loved listening to the piano but never played it. Instead, she bought me a secondhand electronic keyboard. When she realised my talent, she arranged through my school for me to have piano lessons.”

“Your parents must be very proud of you” Raymond remarked.

“My mother was before she died. To this day, my father doesn’t know I’m a pianist.”

Raymond then asked Samuel how he’d met Robin, so he explained that a friend of his who was Robin’s piano tutor suggested he meet Robin and assess his talent.

“As soon as I heard him playing, I knew he was something special. He was still living with his alcoholic father at the time so I suggested he move in with me.”

Raymond paused. He knew Samuel was gay since he was too, although he wasn’t sure if Samuel knew that, but there was something in his tone which indicated he and Robin were more than fellow musicians.

“He lives with you” he repeated.

“Yes. We have a lot in common” Samuel smiled, knowing Raymond had twigged.

“So … are you guys a couple?” he asked tentatively knowing this part could be edited out if he’d got it wrong.

Samuel and Robin looked at one another and smiled. They’d discussed this topic before the interview.

“Yes, we’re a gay couple and very happy together. There will be some who will disapprove but we believe the majority of our fans will be supportive.”

They’d decided it was better to ‘come out’ rather than be forced out by a third-rate tabloid.

“Wow, that’s amazing. I’m so happy for you.”

The interview continued with Samuel detailing various concerts planned over the next few months, which included a two week tour of Europe, and their next concert during which they’d be playing Mozart’s concerto for two pianos.

The interview was coming to a close and Raymond thanked them for being so honest about their sexuality. “It must have been hard for you.”

“Not really. I have a loving father who doesn’t care who I sleep with and Robin is not ashamed of being gay, despite his alcoholic father who I understand considers homosexuals are the scum of the earth where as in reality, he’s the scum soaked in alcohol and his son is now a renowned pianist.”

“Wow, that’s brilliant” Raymond said after the cameras had switched off.

They returned home and made love.

“Happy?” Samuel smiled.”

“Very” Robin grinned.

*****