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Jan 18
Danny
After a quick, thorough, but asexual shower, we dressed quickly and ran downstairs to meet Lucy. We piled into her VW Beetle and drove the six or seven blocks to the diner. Lucy ordered a plain omelet (blah) and Billy ordered French toast. I got adventurous and ordered Eggs Benedict, after asking the waitress what it was. Then Billy launched into the interrogation.
"Okay, Luce. Come clean. What's he all about? What did he try? How far did you let him go?"
"Hey Billy, that's not fair. We should be asking if he's a nice guy, if Lucy had a good time, if she wants to see him again. Just because you're a pig doesn't mean all guys are."
"White boy, I firmly believe that all men have it in them to be pigs when the occasion arises. It doesn't mean we're evil. Just that there are times when our little heads take over. And all hell breaks loose. You know a dick may have a head, but it can't think."
Of course he said that just as the waitress showed up with the food. She seemed embarrassed and put down the plates and rushed off.
"Hey, Billy, what was that all about? That was pretty blunt, and not fair to Lucy and her date."
"Sorry, Luce. I guess I've got other things on my mind. So how did it go last night? Did you have fun? What kind of guy is he?"
"He's really very nice. And very sexy. Not perfect, mind you. Apparently his family has a bit of money, which I'd already guessed knowing he was from Mendham, but he seemed to find ways to mention it a few times over the evening. And he's seems a little stuck on himself, though he was very attentive to me, very interested and a perfect gentleman."
"So when are you going to see him again?"
"Actually, tonight. He's asked me out again."
"Hey, when do we get to see you??
"That's not fair white boy. We're seeing her now. And besides, we pretty much have her all to ourselves at school."
"You're right, Billy. Maybe I'm kind of jealous."
"Well, you've got me all to yourselves today because I thought I'd take you to the supermarket so you could stock up on groceries for the next couple of weeks."
Billy and I just kind of looked at each other, knowing how little money we had.
"Aunt Connie bought a few things to get you started, but I thought you'd want to get your own stuff. It's a long walk to the store and it's pretty cold out. I could drive you over and help you pick things out."
"That's a great idea, Lucy. Let's go back to the apartment first so we can see just what Aunt Connie got and what we need."
We got back to the house and Lucy went in to talk to Aunt Connie, while we went up to the apartment to 'take inventory.'
"Okay, Dan, what do we do now? We haven't got enough money between the two of us for two week's groceries, but we can't let Lucy know."
"I know. We have to get some basics, but we have to figure out a way to get out of a big shopping trip."
"How about we just disagree on what we want? You want beef, I want chicken. You know, that kind of thing. Act like we can't make up our minds and end up with just a few necessities. Tell her we'll come back for the rest when we've thought it out."
"She might just buy that, Billy. After all, we may be gay, but we are two guys food shopping for ourselves for the first time. She'll expect us to be stupid about it."
After an hour in the supermarket, we left with a gallon of milk, a loaf of bread, jars of peanut butter and jelly, some orange juice, a bunch of bananas, a box of spaghetti, a jar of tomato sauce and a very exasperated Lucy.
"Men are the worst shoppers ever. Don't you think ahead? Don't you plan meals and then think what you need for them? After all this time, you don't even seem to know what each other likes."
"I guess eating in a cafeteria makes it easy. We each just take what we want and don't have to agree on the same stuff. We'll figure it out. In the mean time, this will keep us going for a few days."
Lucy
I can't believe how two such intelligent guys can be so dumb in a store. They frustrated the hell out of me, disagreeing on everything, not seeming to have a clue what the other liked. I always thought they fit together so perfectly, communicated without words. But I guess there are areas where even the best couples don't quite connect. But it didn't seem to matter to them. They disagreed with each other over food choices with the same kind of pleasure they have agreed over other issues. I think they've just about fixed things between them. But they're not the same kids they were a month ago. They've lost their families and been through hell trying to recover from that. They've grown up a bit. They'll never be those sweet innocent boys just falling in love with each other again. But they are back together and so in love.
Brad is something else. He is so hot, so obviously interested in me. It's hard to tell with guys whether they are really interested or just trying to get in your pants. Some of them learn the act at an early age. But I think he really likes me. After a very impressive dinner at the Black Bull Inn in Mendham, we went to see Midnight Cowboy at the Community Theater in Morristown. Although it wasn't a gay film, I couldn't help but admire the bond between Ratzo and Joe Buck. I left the theater in tears, while Brad left muttering about faggots.
But when Brad drove me home and parked in front of the house, we were back on the same planet. We made out for what must have been twenty minutes. He kept kissing me, pushing his tongue into my mouth, sliding his hands up and down my sides, coming closer and closer to my breasts. I rubbed my hands all over his back, then brought them down and massaged the outside of his thighs. At that point, he was gently kneading my breasts in his hands, and I daringly reached into his crotch and felt something very hard inside his pants.
"Can we go inside, Lucy?" he breathed in my ear.
"Aunt Connie's bound to be up, and even if she weren't. I'd feel really awkward with her so close by."
"I don't want to push you. You live with your aunt. I live with my parents. But I am so turned on by you. Isn't there some way we can get together in private? I have to watch my little sister during the week until around 2, but then I'm free,"
"Great timing. I'm free until Aunt Connie finishes school around 3. We'll have to work on finding a time and place when we're both free. I think I have an idea. I'll work on it and let you know."
Billy
We managed to get through the 'shopping' trip without spending any real money. This really sucks. Being broke, lying to Lucy. But she bought it. And she really seems to like this guy. It's nice to see her so happy.
"You know, white boy, we have to find a way to make some bread," I said as we finished up lunch today.
"I know. I was just wondering how we could approach Lucy about borrowing her car. If we could get to the lab this week and next we could make $40.00 selling plasma. I think we could buy what little food we need with $10.00, as long as we don't get tired of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for lunch and spaghetti at night. That would leave us $30.00 for books for next semester. Plus whatever we can get selling back next semester's books. And we'll both be buying used this time."
Just then there was a knock at the door. It was Lucy, of course. Who else knew we were there?
"You don't have to knock, Luce. You know you're always welcome here."
"I know that, but I think it's safer this way. God knows what I might walk in on, the way guys are always humping like rabbits."
"Actually, we weren't for a while, but I think we're getting back there, Lucy."
"That's more than I need to know, Danny. Though I am so relieved that you two are working things out. Actually, I came by to ask a favor of you, for something sort of along those lines."
"Luce, you should know by now that the answer is no. We're not doing a three-way with you."
Ahh, Danny can still blush. I was afraid that after all we'd been through, he might have lost his innocence, his naiveté. He is so cute when he turns red. It warms my heart and hardens my dick. He is so sweet.
"Billy, go wash your mouth out with soap and get your mind out of the gutter. I'm talking about Brad."
"You mean a four-way?"
"Oh God, what did I ever do to deserve you, Billy? The favor I'm trying to ask is to borrow your apartment one afternoon this week. Brad and I need a place to spend some time alone together, away from his parents and Aunt Connie. He suggested a hotel room, but that's so tawdry."
"You mean you want to do the deed with him in our bed, Luce?"
"Not necessarily, Billy. Maybe we'll just make out, fool around a bit. Maybe we'll just talk and get to know one another better. But then again, maybe we will 'do the deed'. It's just that the only time we've been able to be alone is in his car. So I thought that maybe you guys could find something to do one afternoon and let us use the place."
"How about a trade-off, Lucy? You can have the apartment if we can borrow your car."
"It depends on who's driving, Danny. I'm not sure I want Wild Bill behind the wheel of my car."
"It will definitely be Danny driving. I don't know how and don't have a license."
"You're kidding! I thought everyone could drive."
"Maybe in the suburbs, Danny. They couldn't afford Drivers' Ed. in my high school, and Pop wouldn't teach me-said his insurance would go sky high if I got a license. Plus, it's easy to get around without a car in the city."
"Well, if we ever have the money to get our own car, I'll teach you to drive, Billy. Much as I love to drive, don't think I'm going to be your chauffeur the rest of our lives."
"OK, boys, it's a deal. You get the car, I get the apartment. How about Wednesday?"
"Sounds good. One other thing, though, Lucy. I've never driven a stick, so I need you to give me some lessons."
"No problem, Danny."
"Thanks. We'll even throw in clean sheets for you."
"Well, I would hope so."
January 21
Danny
The driving lessons weren't so bad, although I did stall a lot t first. It's hard getting used to a clutch. And I kept forgetting I had to use it when stopping the car, so that led to a few rough stops. And if I ever have to stop going up a hill, we're gonna be there a while. But I think I have the hang of it. Besides, it's going to be mostly highway driving.
Things are getting back to normal with Billy and me. We're being more and more affectionate. I don't jump when he touches me unexpectedly. In bed, though, I make love to him. I don't know that I'm quite ready for him to make love to me. Soon, I think. But one thing I know is that this is nice. In the past, he usually, but not always took the lead in our lovemaking. I'm finding that I really like it the other way around as well, and he seems to also.
After lunch today, we swapped keys with Lucy, agreeing not to return until six. I didn't have any trouble with the car and we got to the lab around 1:30. It took a lot longer this time, because we had to wait while they separated the blood cells and gave them back to us. But that worked out good for Billy. First, being able to lie down longer, but also because getting the cells back doesn't weaken you as much. We left the lab at 3:00 with $20.00 in our pockets.
"Now what, black boy? We've got a couple of hours to kill. Got any suggestions?"
"How about heading over to College Ave.? We could walk around a while. Besides, there is something I want to talk to you about."
"That sounds ominous."
"It's just something that I've needed to tell you for a while but had to wait for the right time. I think we're okay enough now that we can talk about it."
"Sounding more ominous all the time."
"Forget it. Just concentrate on driving. We'll be on campus in a minute and I'll tell you all about it."
We found a place to park on Stone St. just off College Ave. Don't let anyone ever tell you that parallel parking is easy with a stick. We started wandering around. The campus was deserted and we were, as usual, holding hands.
"Okay, Billy, spill it. What's the big problem?"
"I hope it's not a big problem. Remember right after I attacked you, and we weren't exactly relating very well? I mean, we were both having trouble dealing with what I had done and you weren't very comfortable in having me around."
"Yeah, that only lasted a day or two, but it was a bad time. I'm not sure we're completely over it, but we're close."
"Well, you were studying for your last exam and I went out for a walk to leave you alone. And I ended up almost cheating on you."
"What? What do you mean?"
"I'm sorry. It was cold when I went out so I went to hang out in the library." I then related the story of what happened when I went to the men's room.
Danny pulled his hand away from mine and was silent for a while.
"That really hurts, Billy, maybe more than anything else that's happened between us lately. I know you were in a really bad place in your head, but what were you thinking?"
"That's just it, baby. I wasn't thinking. It's like my mind went completely blank for a few seconds. As soon as I realized what I was doing, I stopped. I know that's no excuse. I'm so sorry. I just don't seem to be able to stop hurting you. I'm so fucked up. I love you so much and I keep fucking up."
We walked in silence for a few minutes. I wasn't paying attention to where we were going when I realized we were in front of the library.
"I want you to show me. I want to see where it happened."
God, was he really going to make me do that? Dragging my feet, I led the way downstairs, feeling guiltier with each step. I led him into the men's room. The place was deserted. I took him to the stall I had been in and pointed out the hole in the divider. He slowly ran his finger around the inside of the hole.
"I'm going to go into the next booth. I want you to stick your dick through the hole."
"What? Are you nuts? What if someone comes in?"
"You didn't seem too worried about that last week. Lock the door and don't make any noise."
I couldn't believe he was going to make me do this. But he sounded so tough and so sure. And I was the shit who was in the wrong, so he had a right to be mad.
As soon as he left, I locked the door. I heard him locking the door in the next booth as I opened my pants and stuffed my soft dick through the hole. Instantly, I felt his hot mouth engulf my cock. It was like being home. My dick has come to know that mouth so well, the way it sucks, the way it licks, the tongue swirl around the head. I pressed my body against the wall, shoving my hardon as far through it as I could. I reached up and grabbed the top of the partition with both hands to steady myself. Danny continued working his magic, doing all of the right things until I felt I was about to explode. Then, all of a sudden, he stopped.
"Please, Danny, I'm almost there," I whispered.
"I'm not so sure you deserve it, black boy."
Oh, God, he's punishing me. Teasing and torturing and punishing me.
"Oh, please Danny. I said I was sorry. You know I didn't mean it; I'd never do something like that on purpose. Please forgive me."
He licked my head now and then, sometimes taking it in his mouth and licking around the edge. Just enough to keep me hard as a rock, but not enough to get me off. I finally had enough and went to pull out of the hole and finish the job with my hand. I'd never been so ready to cum and couldn't. I pulled back an inch or two and stuck. Damn! The middle of my shaft is the thickest part and it just wouldn't fit back through the hole in its fully erect state. I heard Danny chuckle on the other side of the wall.
"I thought that might be a problem, black boy."
"What are we gonna do? I'm stuck. I guess I'll just have to wait until it gets a little softer."
"I can make sure that doesn't happen for quite a while," Danny whispered as he again took my head into his mouth.
"Please Danny. Please forgive me. I'll never do it again. I'll never even think about doing it again. I love you, only you."
At that, he resumed sucking and pulling on my cock. In less than 30 seconds, I came, shooting a huge load down his throat. As one final bit of punishment, he continued sucking for a while after I had cum, knowing how sensitive my head is then.
Danny
I was shocked and hurt that Billy had let someone else suck his dick, even if just for a few seconds. I never even knew there were places like that, where guys could do those things. I never thought Billy would do that. All through junior high and high school I had watched the guys in the showers and in the locker rooms. And wanted nearly half of them. If I thought I could have gotten away with it, I would have sucked them all, going after every dick in sight. And I would have let any of them suck me off. But it was way too risky. I couldn't give myself away.
I guess Billy went through a similar kind of experience, though being from a tougher area must have made it that much harder. The last few weeks have been hard, but we're getting there. I'm really upset that someone else has had the pleasure to know what Billy's dick feels like and tastes like, but no one else knows what his semen tastes like. That's mine, and I will make sure it stays mine.
I know he's mine. His love fills me up and warms me and makes me feel whole in a way I never could have imagined in my life. And I think, I hope, I do the same for him. I know he acts tough and rough and doesn't seem to care sometimes. But he does. He cares. He needs me. He loves me. I hope I didn't overdo it in the library men's room. I was hurt, and for once I decided not to be the forgiving angel, but the bitch of vengeance. I think it worked. It worked for me anyway. I got a load down my throat that I'd been missing for over a week. And I've got him scared shitless about ever crossing me again.
Lucy
This afternoon didn't exactly go as planned. I thought that Brad would get here around 2:30, we'd have some tea, talk, get to know one another, and then see where things went from there. About the only part of that that went according to schedule was that he did arrive about 2:30.
He was in the apartment about five seconds and we had barely exchanged hellos when he was all over me. And I was all over him. We were kissing, feeling, groping, pulling at each other's clothes, working our way across the room to the bed. By the time we reached the side of the bed, we were half undressed. We quickly corrected that and Brad pulled me into bed, our naked bodies intertwined, kissing me passionately.
Brad is totally a take-charge kind of guy in bed. He knows what he wants, goes after it and gets it. But he didn't neglect my needs. Though he was obviously horny, he wasn't in a hurry. He seemed to be into foreplay as much as I am. He was not only a sensational lover, but he was able to come back for an encore almost immediately. I wasn't counting, but I know I had at least two orgasms each time.
By 5:30, we were both exhausted, lying in each other's arms, just reveling in each other's warmth.
"We've got to get up, Brad. I told the guys to stay away until six."
"I know. I told my parents I'd be home about then. This is a pretty small space for two guys to share. I really didn't look at it before. And only one double bed? How do they deal with that?"
"You should see the size of their dorm room at Rutgers. This place is twice as big. And dorm beds are like army cots. I'm sure this double bed seems huge to them."
"Well, be sure to thank them for me. Are we on for Friday night?"
"You'd better believe it. I don't think I can get the guys to give up the apartment on the weekend, but I'll work on it. And maybe sometime next week."
"Fantastic! I got to tell you, Lucinda, you are something special. I can't remember ever having a better time with anyone. But, unfortunately, I've gotta get dressed and get home."
I was just finishing making the bed when Billy and Danny got home.
"Hey, Luce, how'd it go? From the looks of things, you guys did more than talk."
"Actually, asshole, we didn't talk at all. We just pretended that we were two horn dogs named Billy and Danny and fucked like rabbits all afternoon."
"You mean it, Lucy? You finally got some? How was it? You don't have to tell us the details, just, was it good for you?"
"Yeah, Danny, it was good for me. And good for Brad, from what I can tell. And don't worry; I'm not going to give you details. They are far too personal."
"Good for you, Luce. I'm really happy for you that it's going good. So, when do we get to meet this guy?"
"I'm not sure. Whenever I'm with him, I just want to be with him. It's kind of early to be with others. Maybe, just before we all go back to school, we can have dinner together with Aunt Connie and everyone can meet."
"That's cool. And anything we can help you with, just ask. You've done so much for us."
"Actually, I was wondering if we could borrow the apartment again Friday night. I know Aunt Connie wants you to come to dinner again, and after you could go to the movies, my treat. I know you will absolutely love Midnight Cowboy."
"God, you are one horny girl. But if there is one thing Danny and I understand, it's horny. So you've got a deal."
"I love you guys."
"And we love you, Lucy. Don't ever forget, we'll always be there for you."
January 25
Danny
Billy and I had dinner with Aunt Connie on Friday night while Lucy went out with Brad. Although Aunt Connie didn't go all out like she did last week, it was a wonderful meal, especially considering we had been getting by on pasta and sauce all week. I just hope we didn't act too gluttonous. Aunt Connie is good company. Not only does she have great stories to tell, but she is a good listener, too.
After dinner and some good conversation, we left for the movie. We had left the apartment unlocked for Lucy and Brad. The movie got out around 12:30 and we hadn't set a specific return time with Lucy so we went over to the diner for a while.
"Are we okay about that library thing, white boy? That 42nd St. movie theater scene in the movie got me thinking about it and feeling guilty again."
"Yeah, we're okay, Billy. It hurt, but I know you didn't mean it. Besides, I think you know now that if you ever do anything like that again, I'll cut your balls off."
Oops. Another waitress making a mad dash away from our table. They're gonna ban us from this diner if we don't watch it. After we'd stalled as long as we could over two Cokes and an order of fries, we slowly headed back home. The lights were on as we walked up the driveway.
"Oh God, you guys just won't believe how wonderful he is!" gushed Lucy as we walked in the door. "Tonight we not only had a fantastic date, but then we came back here and had even more incredible sex than I've ever imagined."
"So c'mon, when do we get to meet him, Luce? You've been fucking in our bed all week and we haven't even seen the guy."
"Sunday. I've invited him for dinner with Aunt Connie. And of course, you guys. He'll get to meet the whole family."
"Sounds great, Lucy. We'll try not to embarrass you, though Billy may have to try extra hard."
"You know I'm always extra hard when you're around, Danny."
"See what I mean, Lucy?"
"I know what you mean. Which brings up a sort of sensitive point."
"Geez, you accuse me of talking dirty and then you talk about 'bringing up a sensitive point'."
"Billy, be serious for a second. I have, of course, talked a lot about you to Brad. But I haven't told him that you are gay. And he's made a few 'fag' comments, so I'm not sure how cool he'd be with it. So maybe we can just not bring it up on Sunday?"
"You're asking us to hide who we are, to lie, Luce?"
"No, of course not, Billy. But if the subject doesn't come up, can we just not bring it up? And, of course, avoid physical affection. You do that most of the time anyway."
"Okay, Lucy. We know this is important to you and you're just starting out with him. So, no holding hands, no hugging, no kissing. And if the subject doesn't come up, we won't bring it up. But we can't lie; pretend to be something we're not. We've been through too much hell in the last few weeks to go back."
"Absolutely, Danny. I wouldn't want it any other way. Thanks for everything, guys."
Billy
It's so good to see Lucy so wrapped up in a guy and so happy. And I'm willing to go along with her and Danny up to a point. But if he uses the word fag, there's gonna be trouble. Like Danny said, we've both been through hell. No way I'm putting up with any anti-gay shit. And as shy and gentle as he is, I don't think Danny will put up with it either.
Semester break is getting really boring. We can't afford to go out and do anything. So we spend a lot of time at home, reading, listening to records. And cuddling. We're finally getting back to that intense physical closeness. I know Lucy said we were used to being physically apart in public, but that was last semester, ancient history. From Christmas until my attack on Danny, we drew so much closer together, needing to be in contact as much as possible. And we're getting back to that place. Only it's not that we need it so much as that we like it.
Saturday afternoon we were both reading, listening to Melanie, one of Danny's favorites (an acquired taste, on my part), me sitting on the loveseat, Danny lying with his head in my lap.
"Hey Dan, there's this ad in the Village Voice for models to be in a student film. Think maybe we could make a few bucks?"
"What's it about?"
"Just this NYU grad film student who needs a couple of guys for a short documentary. Some nudity required, but no sex."
"I guess we could check it out. We'll call tomorrow when it's cheaper. I know it's not much, but we can save by calling on Sunday."
Danny put his book down, pushed mine aside and looked up into my eyes.
"I want you to make love to me."
"Now? Are you sure? Are you ready?"
"Yeah. Now. I've really been enjoying making love to you, more than I thought I would. But I so miss having you inside me. I'm ready. I need you and want you."
"Well, you don't have to ask twice. Anything you ever need or want, just ask, and I will be there for you."
We moved over to the bed and slowly undressed each other. Once we were naked, I had Danny lay down on the bed and I went after him with my mouth, kissing, licking and sucking him from head to toe. I try not to play favorites, but I did spend a little extra time on his nipples and his sweet, puckered asshole. I wanted to make sure that he was relaxed and ready for me.
Finally, I grabbed the lube and slicked up a few fingers. I worked one in and out of his hot hole, then two, then three. Every second, our eyes were glued to one another's. I raised his legs over my shoulders, pulled my fingers out of him and replaced them with my dick, sliding slowly into him.
Oh God, it feels like years since I've been inside him and now I'm back where I belong. We kept the eye contact. Once I was completely buried inside him, I lowered his legs and wrapped them around my waist. I grabbed Danny around the waist and began pulling and pushing him on and off my pole. I didn't need to thrust at all. I just knelt there, and pulled him on and off me, slowly at first, then faster and harder. It didn't take me long to get there. It had been so long without him. I came inside him, so much more than I ever remembered cumming. He didn't cum at the same time, so, when I had finished, I bent down to suck his beautiful white dick. I had to pull almost completely out of him to get his dick in my mouth, but I wanted us to be inside each other when he came. I kept sucking his rod and remembered to lightly squeeze his balls, and in no time he was pouring his sweet cum into my mouth and down my throat.
If this is a boring day, I hope every day of our lives is this boring.
Lucy
Sunday dinner with Aunt Connie, the boys, and Brad. Am I crazy? These are all special people in my life, but how they're going to mix, I have no idea. It started off normal, got a little rocky and went on from there.
Brad arrived exactly on time, with flowers for Aunt Connie. He was even more charming than usual. Billy and Danny came down a few minutes later and started acting the part of skeptical fathers. Aunt Connie was outdoing herself in the kitchen, which left the rest of us some time to talk.
"Brad, don't let on to Aunt Connie that we've been spending time in Billy and Danny's apartment. I mean, she knows I'm not a virgin, but she doesn't have to know every detail."
"No problem, Lucy. I certainly don't want to get into conversations like that with my parents."
"It's obvious that you and Lucy are getting along great, and having a lot of fun, but she's our best friend and we're kind of protective of her."
"What are you trying to say, Danny?"
"Just be good to her, be honest and treat her right."
"Otherwise, we'll break your legs."
"Billy!"
"Luce, you know where I'm coming from and what I'm talking about. You mean the world to Danny and me. And I take care of my friends. So, Brad, you seem to be a great guy and Lucy thinks you're great. But if you're not upfront with her, you're gonna have to answer to me."
"Food's on, everybody!"
After the pre-dinner conversation, it was a little quiet at first, until Aunt Connie asked a question.
"So you've all seen Midnight Cowboy now. What did you think of it?"
"It had some funny moments, but overall was kind of depressing."
"I agree, Danny, but it was pretty faggy."
"I don't know that there was anything really gay about the movie, except maybe that scene in the movie theater."
"You're right, Billy, and even Joe was uncomfortable there. He was obviously trying to sell his sexual favors to women."
"I know Joe wasn't gay and didn't want to be with guys, but there was something special he had with Ratzo. A bonding that I haven't ever seen between men in a move. Not that it was gay, just a close connection."
"I don't know if it was gay or not, but I can sense a queer connection, and they had it."
"Hey, Brad, don't be so overly sensitive to that. Danny and I both agreed that they weren't gay."
"Hey, I know fags when I see them. Don't tell me they weren't fags."
Billy and Danny both stared at Brad for a minute then looked at each other. Then both turned to look at me. I hesitated a bit then took a deep breath.
"Brad, I know I introduced you earlier, but I think I have to do it again. This is Billy and Danny, my two best friends. They are gay and they are in love with each other. They are the two most decent guys I've ever known in my life, and if you have a problem with fags, then you have a problem with me."
Brad just looked at me a minute. Then he looked at Billy and Danny. Then back at me. I couldn't figure out what was going on in his mind.
"Hey, Billy and Danny. I've never known any gay guys before that I know of. Nice to meet you. If Lucy says you're okay, that's good enough for me. And I've liked what I've seen of you so far."
"So you don't have a problem with our being gay?"
"I can't say that, Danny, but I'm willing to work on it. I've never known anyone gay, but I like Lucy and trust her judgment of others. So let's just go with the flow and we'll see how it works out."