Billy and Danny

Billy and Danny, Freshman Year, Ch. 19

This is a story of love between two young men. If you are under age, or live in an area where reading stories that include sex between males sex is illegal, or if you're not into this type of story, please leave. The story begins in 1969. While the characters and their story are completely fictional, it is set at places that are real and is told against a backdrop of some real events. This was a time when all sex was safe. It isn't now, so please respect yourself and others enough to always play safe. The author retains all rights. No reproductions or links to other sites are allowed without the author's consent. Comments are appreciated at NJMcMick@yahoo.com.

Jan. 16

Billy

Very slowly, things are starting to head back to normal. That hug with Danny was a huge step, one we both so desperately needed to make. We slept in separate beds again last night, both fitfully. But this morning he held my hand on the way over to the Commons for breakfast. He was really getting into that. We got a few stares and a couple of negative comments. But it was so nice to be touching my baby again. At breakfast, romantic boy became practical boy again.

"We can't let Lucy and Aunt Connie know about our financial condition. They're doing so much for us already. We're going to have to bluff our way through the next two weeks, while spending next to nothing."

"You're right. I won't take charity, even from those two wonderful women. But we're going to have to be careful about money."

"And maybe we can borrow Lucy's car one day next week and the week after to come down to the lab and sell plasma. Lies are your field of expertise, Billy, so it's up to you to come up with something."

"You make me sound like a real fraud and a con artist."

"You are, when you want to be."

My experience in the men's room at the library popped into mind and filled me with guilt. I've got to tell Danny soon, but not yet. We're still working on getting back to normal. After breakfast, we went for a walk down College Avenue, holding hands again. It was cold, maybe 30 degrees, but sunny with no wind. I think we're both getting into flaunting our love. We went back to the room and packed up before lunch. I took a chance and took Danny into my arms and kissed him, a real kiss this time. He melted into me and returned the kiss.

"Oh God, Billy, I've missed that. You have the hottest mouth. I really need to be connected to you."

"You can't imagine how good that response makes me feel, Danny. I've been so afraid of approaching you, so afraid of touching you, but I've been needing to so badly."

"Don't worry, baby. We're getting there."

Danny

Time to go home. Home. Kind of a strange concept. Not the place I've lived my whole life. But a small, impersonal studio apartment above a garage. It's a nice place. Aunt Connie is so great to let us have it. But it's hard to think of it as home. When I went up to my room the day after Christmas to get my bag, I looked around that messy room that I had spent my whole life in for something to take, something that would remind me of home. I thought of my Matchbox car collection, the Lincoln Continental or the Jaguar XKE. But they were down in the rec room, with my parents between them and me. So I took nothing, just the clothes that I had packed to spend a few days with Lucy.

I knew Billy was in a similar position. He had a bag packed with some clothes for a few days at my parents and at Lucy's. And then there was the stuff we'd left at the dorm. Clothes we hated and didn't wear. Billy's stereo and the few records we had taken to school. And that was it. Everything we owned.

Lucy showed up as promised just after lunch.

'"Ready to go home boys?"

"I guess so, Lucy. How's your week at home been?"

"Not bad at all. I'll tell you about it in the car. Did you guys do okay on your finals?"

"We survived, Luce, as far as we can tell. And we're getting along a little better; a lot better, actually. You seem pretty upbeat. Something's different. Anything Danny and I should know about?"

"Maybe. I'll tell all about it on the way home."

Lucy

Okay. How do I tell the boys about this? What do I tell them? Is there anything to tell? I just don't know.

Tuesday night, I went out to the store to pick up a couple of things for Aunt Connie. I ran into Mark, a guy I'd always had the hots for in high school, but who never paid much attention to me. Same thing that night. He was nice enough, but showed no real interest. But the guy he was with. Damn, he was hot and didn't he know it.

"Hey, Lucinda, how's college?"

"Really great, Mark, how's everything with you?"

"Great. I'm doing well at Boston College. This is my cousin, Brad. He's from Mendham and is a senior at Cornell. Brad, this is Lucinda. We went to high school together."

"Nice to meet you, Brad."

"Same here. Where do you go to school?"

"I'm a sophomore at Douglass."

"Wow! Beautiful and smart. You are really something. Any chance of us doing something together sometime? I'm not stepping on any toes, am I, Mark?"

"No problem, Brad. Lucinda is as nice a girl as you'd ever want to meet, great personality and a lot of fun."

Fantastic recommendation. If Mark thought that much of me, why hasn't he ever asked me out?

"How about Friday, then? We could get something to eat, see a movie, something?"

"Sure. Sounds like fun. I'll give you my number."

Brad s definitely good looking. Maybe 6' 1", around 175lbs., blonde hair and deep blue eyes. Broad shoulders, that V-shaped chest tapering to a small waist and slim hips. Very sexy. Definitely someone to check out.

So he called last night and asked me out tonight. I feel bad since it's Billy and Danny's first night home, but I didn't want to put him off, either. And I couldn't get that sexy body off my mind. So I said yes.

We weren't even out of New Brunswick when Billy started the interrogation.

"So what's up? What's your big secret?"

"It's no big secret, really. It's just that I met a guy and have a date."

"Our little Lucy has a date?"

"Don't be a wiseass, Danny. I had plenty of dates before I met you guys. But between school and all of your crises, I just haven't had much opportunity lately."

"You're absolutely beautiful and a beautiful person besides. I would think guys would be lining up to take you out. I hope we haven't been in the way."

"No, baby, you haven't been in the way. But going to a girl's school and having a blast hanging out with my two best friends who happen to be gay, I haven't given much thought to dating and there haven't been many opportunities."

"Okay, Luce, spill it. Give us the details on this guy. You know you can't go out with him unless we approve. We have to make sure he's good enough for you."

Billy

We listened to Lucy go on and on about this guy. I think we were both kind of jealous, but also happy that she was so happy. She's been such a good friend. It's about time she had some fun. When we got to Morristown, Aunt Connie wasn't home from school yet, so we took our stuff up to the apartment. With Lucy's help, it only took one trip. Pretty pathetic.

Lucy sat in our one comfortable chair while we unpacked and decided where things should go.

"I don't mean to pry, but how are you two guys doing?"

"Pretty good, actually. The first couple of days were a little weird, acting tentative and tiptoeing around each other. But we've relaxed a bit and are acting more like normal lately."

"Yeah. And yesterday, Danny actually held my hand and hugged me. And we kissed. It was the best feeling, ever."

"You held his hand, Danny? Where? In public or private?"

"Both, I guess. We were walking down College Ave. and I just had to touch him. It was strange. When Billy started holding my hand on campus during finals, I think I was too concerned about his state of mind to notice or care about the reaction of others. Even though there weren't many people left on campus yesterday, there were a few who seemed pretty upset seeing us holding hands. And the more upset they were, the more I wanted to hold Billy's hand."

"Sounds like you're getting pretty defiant, white boy."

"Not really, Billy. It's just that I've had to watch straight kids holding hands, kissing, making out, groping each other all my life. Why should they have a problem with you and me? They should just grow up and deal with it, the way we've had to deal with them. No offense, Lucy."

"None taken, baby. I guess I never looked at it that way before. We straights don't exactly hide our feelings. Why should you?"

"That's what I mean, Lucy. I don't want anything anyone else doesn't have. In fact, I feel especially lucky to have someone like Billy to love and be loved by. That's all I've thought about the last few months. But why should we have to be put through such hell, just because we've found love? People usually congratulate you and share in your happiness when that happens."

"Well, please know that at least Aunt Connie and I share in your happiness. And I'm sure others will as well when they get to know you. But, you'll have to excuse me now, boys. I have my first date in months and I have to make myself beautiful. Aunt Connie is expecting you at seven for dinner."

"You're always beautiful, Luce."

"Yeah. Have fun, Lucy."

"If he gets out of line, just let me know. I'll put him in his place."

"I don't think it will come to that, Billy. Besides, I can take care of myself."

We both kissed her on the cheek as she left.

"Our little girl is growing up."

"Don't be silly, Danny, she's a lot more grown up than we are."

"I know. It's just so weird thinking of her out with some guy. I mean, she's gorgeous and ought to be dating, but we've kind of had her to ourselves since we met her, so it's a little strange."

"Speaking of feeling strange, I meant what I said before. If you'd rather, I'll sleep on the loveseat or on the cushions on the floor if you're not ready to share a bed with me."

"No. This is our first night in our apartment and we're going to sleep together in our bed. I'm not about to begin this new phase of our life on a bad note."

"I'm glad you feel that way, but I want you to know that it's your call. We'll go at your speed, as you're ready."

"Thanks, black boy."

"We've got a couple of hours until dinner. I know we can't afford it, but I was thinking that we really should bring some flowers for Aunt Connie. She's being so good to us. Maybe we can find a florist with something cheap."

"I think that's a great idea. As long as they don't look too cheap. In case you hadn't noticed, Aunt Connie's been doing a little shopping of her own. The kitchen cabinets have a few staples in them that weren't there when we cleaned this place up over Christmas."

Danny

It's hard to believe it took us such a short time to move into our place. But then, we had so little to put away. Soon after Lucy left, we walked into town to get some flowers for Aunt Connie.

Seven o'clock found us on the front porch, Billy ringing the door bell, me holding a small bouquet of daisies. I think we were both kind of nervous. We hadn't spent much time alone with Aunt Connie. Lucy was our common bond, but she wasn't going to be there. As soon as the door opened, our edginess disappeared. Between Aunt Connie's smile and the aroma from the kitchen, it felt like home.

"Come in, boys. What pretty flowers. You shouldn't have. You should save your money for school. But I thank you for them and appreciate the thought. Everything's just about ready and the table is set. Just let me put these in water and we'll eat."

In five minutes we were sitting in the dining room, our flowers in the middle of the table, with Aunt Connie bringing in the food. There was salad, roast beef, zucchini and squash, and mashed potatoes.

"This place smells like heaven, ma'am. If everything tastes as good as it smells, you should have been a cook, not a teacher."

"Thank you, Billy. I hope it does taste as good as it smells. I don't know if you boys drink wine, but in my opinion, roast beef demands a good red wine. If you'd prefer, I do have some soda."

"I've never had wine, but I'm willing to try. I just started drinking beer last fall."

"A couple of times when my gang couldn't get beer, we got a jug of Thunderbird. It wasn't too good, but wasn't too bad either."

"Well, I promise you, Billy, Mouton Cadet is much better than Thunderbird."

Everything tasted great. The roast beef was more pink than I was used to, but was great. There was this kind of clear gravy to put on it; au jus, she called it. And the mashed potatoes were real, not from a box like Mom's. The wine took a little getting used to, but after a few sips, it started to taste good. It must have. Between the three of us we drank two bottles.

"I don't mean to bring up a sore subject, but have either of you heard from your parents?"

"No, and personally speaking, I don't want to. They are no longer a part of my life and I want nothing to do with them."

"I'm sure you don't mean that, Billy. As time passes, you'll realize how important they are to you."

"With all respect, Aunt Connie, there are things you don't know about. Maybe someday you will. But I understand the way Billy feels, and he has every right to feel that way."

"I won't pry. I'm just concerned that you two are okay and not hurting."

"Well, we're not okay, not yet, but we're getting there. And we are hurting, but less each day. I guess that's the most we can expect and that we should be grateful that we're doing as well as we are."

"Amen, white boy."

After a dessert of chocolate mousse, we went into the living room and talked while sipping some brandy (another first for me). Billy and I discovered you have to sip it slowly after we both took a simultaneous gulp and nearly burned our insides. Aunt Connie filled us in on their family background.

"I was born in San Juan, but the family moved when I was three when my father took a job here. He was an engineer and spoke English, but my mother and I had to learn our new language together. My sister Maria was born when I was 11. When I was 24 and she was 13, our parents were killed in a car accident. I was teaching by then and finished raising Maria. I'm afraid I didn't do a very good job. She was a wild teenager, very rebellious, always getting in trouble. She was at a very sensitive age when our parents died and I guess I didn't realize that she never got over it."

"She was Lucy's mother, right?"

"Yes, Billy. When she was just 18, she met this beautiful black boy from Puerto Rico named Carlos. It was love at first sight. They had a very passionate romance. He seemed to calm her down a bit. Then she discovered that she was pregnant. Carlos panicked. He took off for Puerto Rico. Maria was distraught. She hated being pregnant and blamed her unborn baby for losing the love of her life."

"She doesn't sound like a very nice person."

"Don't judge her too harshly, Danny. She had many good qualities, but she was emotionally unstable. A month after Lucinda was born, she disappeared without warning. She left me a note, saying she was going to look for Carlos and asking me to take care of the baby."

"That must have been rough for you, being single, working and having to take care of someone else's baby."

"It was a joy. I'd adored Lucinda from the day she was born. Taking care of her was no chore, believe me. When Maria turned up a year later, I was afraid she'd come to take Lucinda away. Instead, to my relief, she had come to tell me she had found Carlos, that they were moving to Argentina and that she wanted to sign over her legal rights to Lucinda to me. By then I was dating Evan. He was 10 years my senior, a successful stockbroker from a very conservative family. They disliked me right from the start, even before they knew about Lucinda. But he loved me and that was all that mattered to him. And he loved Lucinda, too."

"Have you ever heard from Lucy's mother since then?"

"For a while, I got a card at Christmas, filled with events of the year, Billy. Always from different places. She and Carlos never seemed to settle down and had a fairly tumultuous relationship, but were madly in love. It's probably been ten years since the last card. I have no idea where they are now."

"Well, you and your husband sure did a great job raising Lucy. She's a fantastic, really together human being."

"Thank you, Danny. We tried our best. Evan was somewhat conservative and reserved, but very loving. I've always been a responsible kind of person, but I tried to instill some of Maria's better qualities in Lucinda, her independence, her spontaneity. I'm really pleased with how she's turning out. But enough about me and my little family. It's getting late and we've all had too much to drink. I suggest you both take a couple of aspirins before you go to bed tonight or you may not feel so good in the morning."

"Thank you for a great dinner and an interesting evening, Aunt Connie."

"Yeah, thanks. It was really special. And thanks for the stuff in the apartment. You really didn't have to do that."

" I knew you'd need a few things right away. It was nothing really. I'm glad you enjoyed the meal. I wanted it to be special for your first night home. And I hope you weren't bored by the ramblings of an old woman."

"We weren't bored and you are definitely not old. You are beautiful, inside and out, and full of life and love. If I were straight, you might not be safe around me."

"Now I know you've had too much to drink, Billy. Danny, help this poor boy to bed."

Billy

Danny and I staggered across the backyard and up the steps to our apartment. As soon as we were inside, he went for the aspirin bottle. I'd completely forgotten Aunt Connie's suggestion. I was really feeling the wine and brandy, and I knew Danny must be to, but somehow he was functioning better than me.

"You still sure you want to sleep together, white boy?"

"Absolutely. I've though about it, and if you don't mind my making a one-sided decision, I think I've decided the most comfortable way for me. I want to sleep the way we did after your nightmares. Both on our sides, me behind you, with my arm around you. I don't think I'm ready to be held within your arms."

"Sounds wonderful to me. Those nights when you held me after my nightmares were the most comforting times of my life."

We undressed somewhat self-consciously and crawled into bed. Danny spooned me from behind and wrapped his left arm around me, pulling me in close to him.

"Oh God, Billy, you don't know how good it is to feel your skin against mine. I know it's only been a week, but my body has missed yours so much. This feels so right."

"Danny, feeling your body against mine, I feel like I'm home. This is where we belong. This is how we belong."

We lay there for a few minutes in silence. Then Danny's left hand began touching and playing with my nipples, almost as if he wasn't aware of it, like it had a mind of it's own. I risked lightly rubbing my left hand up and down his thigh. I'd been hard as a rock since the second I felt him behind me. And I felt him boning up against my crack.

"Danny, make love to me. Please. I need to be connected to you. I need to feel you inside me. Fuck me. Please."

There was a long silence behind me. Okay, maybe only 30 seconds, but it scared me. Did I say the wrong thing? Did I push things too far? Damn! Everything went so well today. And now, after some wine and brandy, I've fucked it all up again.

"I want to make love to you so bad. And right now. But where did we put the lube?"

I almost laughed with relief. Good old practical Danny. Here I'd been afraid I had pushed things too fast, and he was a step ahead of me.

"I think it's here on my side. Yeah, here it is, do what you have to do."

Danny worked a heavily lubed finger or two into me, while oiling up his love pole. Then he pressed his head against my hole and gently pressed in. He slid right up inside my chute. We just lay like that for a minute, reveling in being joined together again. Oh God, it felt so good to be full of Danny again. Then he began to slowly pump in and out of me. Slowly at first, then harder and faster. He reached around and began stroking my dick in pace with his pumping.

"God, you don't know how good it feels to have that huge hard cock in my hand again."

"Just keep fucking me, baby. Keep shoving that dick into me. You are driving me crazy."

"I'm there. I can't hold back any more. It's been too long."

I felt his dick start throbbing inside me, pulsating over and over. At the same time, I started to cum. I cupped my hand in front of my dick as Danny milked it, catching my cum so I didn't mess the bed. Danny withdrew from me, and we turned and kissed. Then he noticed my handful of semen. He bent down and sucked half of it into his mouth, then directed my hand up to my mouth. I sucked in the rest, and then he grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into the tightest, hottest kiss ever. The cum in his mouth mixed with that in my mouth. Oh, how I love this boy. I think we've made it.

Jan. 17

Danny,

Oh, God. I didn't mean that to happen last night. I didn't think I was ready. But it felt so good. We fell asleep immediately, totally emotionally and physically exhausted. Me behind my Billy, arms wrapped around him, just as we meant to. We slept over ten hours, not waking up until nearly eleven. And only then because of a banging on the door that woke me up. I stumbled out of bed, naked, and went to the door and opened it. That's when I really woke up. To the frigid January air on my naked body and the realization that Lucy was standing there, staring at me, with my morning hardon at half-mast, needing desperately to pee.

"Hey, Lucy, excuse me a minute, Billy's over there."

I knew he was uncovered and as hard as I had been, but I figured it was sweet revenge for when he brought Lucy up to my room. I came out of the bathroom after relieving myself and found Lucy sitting on the loveseat, just staring at Billy's hardon.

"C'mon, girl. From what I've been told, girls aren't supposed to be that into the physical end of things, so to speak."

"Jesus, Danny, he's huge. What do you do with that?"

"Everything I can. Is it really that big? I know he's bigger than me, but I've never seen another hard one, so I don't know if I'm small and he's average, or I'm average and he's big."

"I don't have much more experience than you, but based on what I've seen and heard in the dorm, he's pretty big."

"Well. I don't know about big or small, but we fit together pretty well."

Just then, Billy opened his eyes and saw the two of us.

"Some reason why you're sitting there with my naked boyfriend, lady, staring at my naked body?'

Oh damn. I'd become so familiar with Lucy that I hadn't even realized I was naked. I grabbed my robe and self-consciously put it on.

Billy

I woke up after the most beautiful night I'd had in months, to the sound of my lover and our best friend talking. I just lay there not really listening, just enjoying their voices. I suddenly realized they were discussing the size of my dick and decided it was time to open my eyes. There were Danny and Lucy, sitting side by side on the loveseat, Lucy fully dressed, wearing a heavy coat, no less, and Danny totally naked. And they were both staring at my steel hard erection, rising about an inch above my abdomen, extending just past my navel. 'Have we really become that comfortable with each other?' I thought. Maybe yes, maybe no. As soon as I said something, Danny grabbed his robe and I pulled the sheet up over my lower half.

"So spill it, Luce. Tell us all about your hot date with your big, blonde stud. And how big is he, by the way?"

"We didn't get that far, asshole. And I wouldn't tell you if we did. But I've come to take you out to breakfast at the Lackawanna Diner and tell all. Then maybe I can take you to the supermarket and you can stock up your kitchen."

"Sounds good, Lucy. Give us fifteen minutes to clean up and get dressed and we'll meet you at the house."

"Great. I'll warm up the car."

She went downstairs and we raced to the bathroom.

"We can save time if we shower together, black boy."

"I'm not sure that that would save time. Plus, are you ready for that?"

"As long as we just shower. Maybe tomorrow when we have more time I'll fuck you in the shower."

"Hey, baby boy, when did you become so dominant?"

"Maybe when I saved your life, nursed you back to health, emotionally and physically and somehow got through your assault on me."

"Ouch, that hurt. You make me sound like a really ungrateful shit. Do you really still resent me that much?"

"No, Billy, not at all. I was just teasing. I still love you with all my heart. But I've realized that all we've been through in the last couple of weeks have made me grow up a lot. And have made me stronger. And as painful as it has been for you, I think you have grown from it, too. I wouldn't ever want to go through this again, but I think it helped us both. We both grew up in ways we needed to."

"I hadn't looked at it like that, but you're right. We've both definitely added to our character in the last few weeks."