GOOD RIGHT REVEREND

CHAPTER THREE

ADAM AND STEVE

Donovan groan as he felt is body slip from Brocus' he slowly raised onto his knees and moved to climb over him. Brocus watched as Donovan climb off the bed and walk into the bathroom. He returned with a soapy wet towel and wiped Brocus' body clean and then watched as Donovan returned to the bathroom to clean himself up.

Brocus smile at the fact that Donovan always took care of him by putting him first in any way possible. Glancing over at the clock Brocus realized they had just two more hours left together if he was lucky. He was ready for his favorite part of them being together and he wasn't disappointed when Donovan returned to bed. Donovan climbed behind him and then pulled Brocus' back to his front. He knew that they would share a pillow and just talk about any and everything.

Brocus always though the sex between them was great, but the intimacy was spectacular, and he missed that most of all. The way that Donovan held him when they were together never got old. He missed him and craved the human touch that only Donovan could give him. He also wanted to talk to him every minute of every day, after all they weren't just lovers but best friends. He wanted to tell him every minuscule detail of his day. Ask his advice on all his decisions and just tell him that he was thinking of him, or that he was loved and missed. He couldn't so when they could find, this time together, he tried to ask everything he thought he hadn't while apart and tell everything in detail that Donovan had missed.

Brocus pressed his back firmly into Donovan's chest. Only the fusion of their skin would have gotten them closer. Relaxing Brocus sighed. His body shuddered as he felt Donovan's large hand land on his knee move floating over his thighs, past his groin, slowly as his fingers flitted over his stomach dipping over the peaks and valleys. Once Donovan reached Brocus' pecks he allowed his hand to roam between his left and right nipple giving each a light stroking. Finally stopping, he wrapped his arm around Brocus chest and pulled him closer.

"This is where you belong." Donovan grumbled. He knew his voice sounded pained in stating the revelation, but it was the truth.

"This is where I want to be." Brocus said quietly.

They both lay quietly each lost in their own thoughts while the reality of what they wanted hit home with them knowing it would never be.

"How's the tour going?" Brocus asked, attempting to change their focus.

"It is ending" Donovan stated flatly.

"What?" Brocus asked not hiding his confusion. He knew the schedule very well and there were at least 3 months left on the tour.

"Ending" Donovan repeated barely above a whisper. This cause Brocus to move onto his back so that he could look into Donovan's eyes.

"I have two more dates to fulfill and then I have a television interview on the Bible Works Network. The PR people my father just hired would have cancelled the two coming up, but after considering the venues it was decided they were very necessary because I need as much exposure as possible."

Donovan cleared his throat "This all leads up to my first televised sermon." he exhaled slowly after hearing his own voice tremble. He realized that he was not hiding his fear well. He also knew he didn't have to hide here with him and he calmed quicker than usual. Since receiving the news he'd been experiencing what he knew could only be panic attacks. He was familiar with having them even though he'd only experienced them around three other occasions in his life.

The first was at the age of 16 when he'd realized he was in love with Brocus. This reality and knowing the sin of it all had turned his world upside down.