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. I would like to thank all of you who have written to me about this story. I am overwhelmed and encouraged by your support. And, as always, I would like to thank the Nifty Six, my friends and fellow writers, who have supported me in my writing and in personal matters as well. Comments are appreciated at NJMcMick@yahoo.com.
February 3
Danny
So far, so good. This may actually not be such a bad semester after all. After Billy's confrontation with Gary, the 'bad' guys in the dorm section are leaving us alone. And we're sticking to their silly rules, which actually is not so bad. By giving us our own time in the shower room, we're taking advantage of it by having sex in the shower without fear of being interrupted. It's a really nice way to start the day even if it is an early start.
All of yesterday morning was taken up with the book business. First, we stood on line forever to sell back last semester's books. Fortunately, neither of us tends to write in books, so we got a good price for them.
The rest of the morning was spent going through our book lists, searching the tables set up in Records Hall piled high with books. We were able to find almost everything we needed, used but in good condition. I had to buy one new text for Logic. Even with that, we got back to our room with all of our books and supplies and a combined net worth of $120.00. We're rich! Actually, far from it, but there was a time in the last month when neither of us thought we'd get this far.
"So Danny boy, we made it. We should celebrate some way."
"For now, lunch in the Commons will have to do. And don't forget, we promised to eat with Lucy tomorrow at Cooper Hall at Douglass to compare our first day of classes."
"Two cafeteria meals. Not much of a victory celebration."
At lunch, we continued the conversation.
"Don't forget, we've got to meet with Professor Adams and Professor Cameron to set up modeling schedules this afternoon."
"Here I'm feeling all excited about getting through our first day back, the most expensive day back, and you're just being a real downer. You can't just celebrate. You have to keep being responsible."
"Hey, I'm just as excited about our survival as you. But I also know there are things we have to take care of. I'm a worrier, you know. Once we've nailed down some security, I can relax and celebrate."
"Let's get our meetings with the two art profs over and I'll show you how to celebrate tonight, baby."
"I'm sure you have something up your sleeve, or down your pants that I will really enjoy. But I've got a celebration in mind, too."
"You'd better believe you're gonna enjoy what's down my pants tonight, but what are you talking about?"
"We've both got a copy of Targum in front of us. Haven't you read it?"
"Hey, white boy, I've been eating, we've been talking. When have I had time to read the student newspaper?"
"I know we've been busy. I haven't read it either, but I leafed through it and noticed an interesting article. The new gay group on campus is having its first dance Saturday night in the Graduate Student Lounge at the Student Center."
"You mean the white boy wants to dance?"
"I mean, as bad as I am, this white boy wants to dance with the man he loves more than anyone else in the world, right here, on campus, in front of everyone."
"It's a date, then. But you'd better be ready to dance your ass off. The most beautiful boy in the world is in love with me and I'm going to show you off."
Billy
I think maybe I overdid it a little with my response to Gary, but everyone has been acting normally since then. Things are going well, much better than I expected. We got through the whole book nightmare with money left over. I wanted to celebrate, but Danny was still cautious. Sometimes it seems like I'm engaged to an accountant.
But I love his idea of going to the gay dance. I really want to show him off in public. I want everyone to know that he loves me. And I want everyone to know that I love him. But it won't be quite like that, because everyone else at the dance will be gay. So it's not a huge step in the process of coming out. We've gone farther holding hands on College Avenue, gone farther with the guys in the dorm. But I so want to dance with him. And maybe we will finally meet some other gay guys.
After classes, we went right over to Douglass and walked to the lab. We did the plasma thing again and got our $20.00. I must be getting used to it. I haven't had any more dizzy spells since that first time. I think it helps that I have some juice before they do it. And that I lay there a little longer. Plus, they give back the blood cells, so maybe it's not as weakening as giving blood itself.
We met Lucy at her dorm around six and walked over to Cooper Hall. She was all excited about her new photography course.
"This professor is a real pro. He's had books published and has had shows in galleries all over the world. I just know I'm going to learn a lot from him."
"You're already so good, Lucy. Maybe he'll end up learning something from you."
"Yeah, right. Say, do you guys mind if I show him the pictures I took of you last fall? Maybe he'll hire you as models and you can pick up a few extra bucks."
"Sounds okay to me, Luce. I never turn down a chance to drop my pants to make some extra dough."
"I'm not sure, Billy. This is different from the art classes, where everyone is doing quick sketches focusing mostly on anatomy. We're pretty unrecognizable in them. I don't know if I like the idea of lots of Douglass girls having nude photos of us."
"When you put it that way, it appeals to my exhibitionist side even more and really turns me on. But I understand how you feel. We'll talk about it and decide together. In the meantime, any harm in Lucy showing her prof the pictures?"
"No, I guess that's okay."
"So how did your first day of classes go, guys?"
"History and psych picked up where they left off last semester. It seems so long ago. I've got a couple of English lit courses starting later in the week I'm really looking forward to."
"How about you, Danny?"
"I think economics is going to be better this semester. It was so boring last fall. But I have a new professor who communicates so much better. She actually makes it seem interesting and understandable."
"A female professor at Rutgers College? That's unusual."
"I hadn't thought about that, but all of my professors and all of Billy's last semester were men. Of course, the whole student body is male, so that's not unusual. But there are some women on the faculty. And Professor Morrow seems really good."
"You may be in a minority by being gay, but there's a lot of you that is so much in the majority that you don't recognize things like that. You're the basic WASP, and you don't notice things that people like Billy and I do."
"You're right, Luce. Like Danny, I hadn't really paid any attention to the fact that all of our instructors were male, but I noticed from day one that they were all white."
"And I'll bet neither of you paid any attention to the fact that they are all Anglo."
"Gee, Lucy. I know Billy has taught me a lot about discrimination and racism, but there's so much more to it. Those of us in the majority may think we're tolerant and open-minded, but we don't really pay attention to how unfair and unjust things are for so many others. We may pride ourselves on not discriminating, but don't realize that society is really designed for the majority, completely leaving minorities out in so many circumstances. Those of us in the majority never even try to walk a mile in someone else's shoes. It just never occurs to us."
"Hey, Luce, I think our little white boy is growing up."
"Don't leave yourself out of that, Billy. You've got some growing to do as well. As do I. None of us is perfect. None of us has all of the answers. But life is a journey, a growing, evolving experience. The important thing isn't where you are right now, but that you keep moving, keep learning."
Lucy
It's been all I can do to keep from writing Brad. I don't want to seem too needy or clingy. I had decided that today would be a good time to write. Three days after our parting and with classes having started, I could tell him about the beginning of the semester and getting settled in again. I mean, I wanted to write him Sunday night, but held off until today. And then I stopped to pick up my mail after class and there was a letter from him. He had written as soon as he got back to school. He didn't have much to say, wrote a little about the trip and told me he missed me already. God, what a man! Now I can write back to him tonight and not seem like I'm the one pushing things.
At supper tonight with the boys, they told me about the dance Saturday night. I begged them to take me.
"Please, guys. Please, please, please. You know how much fun we had at the Christmas Formal and in the Village. This sounds great. I'd love to be there with you."
"You know we always have a blast with you, Luce. But I think this is something special that Danny and I have to do alone, especially after all we've been through. It's sort of like our first gay date."
"I agree with Billy, Lucy. Let us have our first dance together alone. I promise we'll take you to the next one. Apparently, they're planning to have one every month."
"If you insist. I do see your point. But I expect a full report on Sunday."
February 7
Danny
Dance time! As interesting as the week has been experiencing all of my new classes, I really haven't been able to focus on anything more than the dance tonight. We're in a really odd situation. Our families found out about us and we lost them, we're out on campus, we've been to the Village a few times, but we've never really met any other gay guys. We're getting to be fairly well known on campus, because we are very affectionate in public. It's a little scary at times, but I rely on Billy handling any nasty situation that may come up. We get called a lot of names. Billy has been called Queer Nigger more than once. Nigger Loving Cocksucker is one of my more common names. But the dance tonight was not only a chance to have a blast and be ourselves in a non-hostile environment, but a chance to make new friends and allies, to not be so alone on campus.
We walked through the doorway holding hands. Actually, we'd been holding hands ever since we left the dorm. As we each got out a dollar for the admission, it felt like all eyes in the room were on us.
"Billy, why are they all staring at us?"
"Maybe because we're new faces, maybe because they've seen us around campus. Don't let it bother you. Let's get a beer."
As we squeezed through the crowd around the beer kegs, I felt a hand grab my crotch or butt now and then.
"I'm getting felt up a lot," I whispered in Billy's ear.
"Me too. Just don't let go of my hand. Some of these guys are apparently pretty uninhibited."
We got our cups of beer and found a place to stand that wasn't too crowded. Billy kept an arm around my waist as we sipped our beer and looked around the room, trying to see if there was anyone we recognized from classes.
"Hey, Billy, there's that black guy from the bus to the March on Washington. I knew he was gay."
"You'd have to be blind and deaf not to have known that."
Just then he walked over to us.
"You guys are new, but you look familiar. Do I know you?"
"We were on the same bus to Washington in November."
"Maybe that's it. How come you haven't come to any of our meetings?"
"Well, we really just came out over the holidays, so we haven't had a chance. Maybe we will. When do you meet?
"Tuesdays at 8, room 305 upstairs. By the way, I'm Reggie."
"I'm Billy and this is Danny. We'll definitely check it out. Excuse me, but which way to the men's room?"
"Over there," he said, pointing toward the opposite corner of the room.
"I'll be right back, Dan. You gonna be okay?"
"Yeah, sure. I'll get us a couple more beers."
"Okay. Meet you back here. Nice to meet you, Reggie."
Billy gave me a little kiss on the lips and headed across the room. I pushed through the crowd to the kegs. I was third on line for the beer when I felt a hard crotch grinding against my butt. I looked over my shoulder and Reggie was pushing up against me.
"So you like dark meat, Danny?"
"I like Billy. Actually, I love Billy."
"Well, I don't know what he's got, but I've got a thick nine inches that could take you on the ride of your life."
"Sorry, but, like I said, I'm in love with Billy."
"So what's that got to do with anything? Sex is just sex, just fun. It doesn't have to have anything to do with love."
"Well, it does with me and Billy. Excuse me."
I grabbed two cups of beer and headed back to where Billy had been. Reggie was right behind me with a beer of his own.
"Hey, no offense, Danny. But you are one hot little blonde boy. You should be having the time of your life, not tied down to one guy. You could have anyone in this room."
"There's only one guy I want, and I am having the time of my life with him."
Just then he put a hand on my crotch and started squeezing it gently. With a beer in each hand, there was nothing I could do except try to back away. He grabbed my fly and started pulling it down. All of a sudden, he gasped in pain. I hadn't seen Billy coming up behind him, but Billy had quickly figured out what was happening. He reached between Reggie's legs from behind and grabbed his balls, hard.
"You want to keep your balls, you'd better learn to keep your hands off the man I love, asshole."
"Jesus, what a couple of old squares you are. Get with it. This is gay liberation, sexual freedom. We make our own rules. You're living in the dark ages, living by rules made up by straights, by the Church. Liberate yourselves. You know, love the one you're with. Wake up."
With that he gave us a disgusted look and stalked off.
"Are you okay, baby?"
"Yeah, I guess. But you got back just in time. I was just about to toss your beer in his face."
"My beer?"
"Well, I wasn't going to waste mine. So, how did his balls feel?"
"Kind of small, actually. And I didn't even feel a dick in the area."
"Gee, he promised me a thick nine inches. Maybe he left it in his room."
"Just so you don't end up with too big a head over this, two guys came onto me in the men's room."
"There's only one big head I want tonight and I think you know where I want it."
"I'll hold you to that. In the meantime, we came here to dance, so let's get to it."
We must have danced for three hours, stopping only occasionally for a beer to keep from dehydrating. The music was incredible. We'd been to dozens of dorm and frat parties last semester, but none had music that kept the whole room on its feet like this one. In spite of a few rude jerks, it was a fantastic night.
Billy
First week of classes out of the way. My lit courses show every sign of being as good as I'd hoped. As much as I was looking forward to the dance Saturday night, Danny was really up for it. He's so much like a little boy when he gets excited over something like this. It just makes me want to hold him in my arms and never let go. When I think back a year, running the gang, vandalizing property for the hell of it, beating up kids for no reason, I can't believe the change in me. It's a wonderful change, and it's all due to Danny. He's taken the anger, the bitterness, the hate out of my life and replaced it all with love. He's led me to a much better place.
But I have to keep an eye on him. He is naïve, so sweet and forgiving. He doesn't see the dark side of things, the side I am used to looking at. So he can be hurt pretty easily. Maybe that's where I can finally take care of him.
The dance started off okay. Kind of crowded, but good music. That cocky brother from the bus in November came over and introduced himself. All the while he was talking to me, he never once took his eyes off of Danny's crotch. I decided to give him a little rope and excused myself to go to the bathroom. When I came back, he was all over Danny. With one tight squeeze and one overt threat, I made it clear that that was not acceptable behavior. Apparently, Danny had been holding his own with Reggie, but I think he was really relieved that I had ended it. For the rest of the evening we had a great time. We danced, we drank a little beer, we made out. We were just two teenagers out on a great date. Wow! Imagine that. How normal can you get?
It was after 12 when we left the dance. We walked back to the dorm, but were careful not to have any physical contact. Holding hands and kissing during the day is one thing. But after midnight on a Saturday night, just about everyone you run across has been doing some drinking, so it's not a good idea to do anything that might set someone off.
As soon as we were in the room, however, it was a different story. I took Danny into my arms and drew him into a long passionate kiss.
"Still in the mood for a big head, boy? I can't promise you a thick nine inches, but I can deliver a thick eight."
"Well, if that's all you've got, I suppose it'll have to do."
We slowly undressed each other and I gently lay Danny on my bed. It is so good to be back together. We're not quite where we were, but I think we may actually end up in a better place after all of this. Mostly, I've been letting Danny control the pace of things, even when I make love to him. And when I take the lead, I take extra care to be especially gentle with him. Tonight, I was in charge, and I was very definitely going to make love to him.
For a while I just lay there beside him, kissing him passionately. Then I moved my tongue to his right ear and licked in and all around it. I moved down a bit and gently nibbled his neck, knowing it drove him wild. Then I took a big mouthful of his neck and sucked it hard and long, making sure I would leave a hickey that no turtleneck would cover tomorrow. All the while, my hands were running up and down his body, playing with his nipples, tickling his sides, gently stroking his cock and squeezing his balls. I knew his neck had had enough when his moaning grew so loud I was afraid the neighbors would hear. I slid further down in the bed and ran my tongue around each nipple a couple of times, then sucked on each, nibbling them lightly.
I decided he was ready. I knew I was. I moved around until I was kneeling between his knees. After raising his ass by placing a pillow under it, I scooted up until his thighs were resting on mine. I squeezed some KY from the tube onto my fingers and applied some to his hole. I slipped one finger in, sliding it in and out, twisting it a bit, playing gently until I sensed he wasn't as tight as when it first entered him. Then I added a second finger and he was tight again. After a bit of play with the two fingers he had relaxed some more, so I added a third. Once he was used to that, I knew he was ready for my dick. I was tempted to try a fourth, but decided that if he started liking that, he might never be satisfied with Billy junior again. And tonight I wanted Billy junior in Danny's tight pink hole.
Gently I withdrew my fingers from Danny and placed the head of my hard black dick against his relaxed pucker. I spread the remaining lube from my fingers onto my dick by stroking it a couple of times. Then I leaned into Danny, slowly but steadily pushing my thick rod up his tight little ass. Once completely within him, I stopped. His beautiful, perfectly formed white dick was at attention, hovering maybe an inch over his torso. I pulled it straight up and bent over and took it in my mouth. I could only bend enough to get suck on about a third of it, but I gave it the best treatment I knew how.
"Fuck me, Billy," Danny whispered so softly that I wondered if I had imagined it.
I released his dick from my mouth and began thrusting my hips, sliding my cock in and out of him. I grabbed his waist with both hands and started pulling him on and off me at the same time. With the double thrusting motion, I felt like I was going deeper into him than ever before. His moaning made me realize he felt it too. I knew we couldn't last long like this, so I let go of his waist and grabbed his dick in one hand and started pumping it in rhythm with my thrusts into him. As I felt myself about to explode, I leaned over Danny and kissed him, thrusting my tongue into his mouth as my cum began to shoot deep within him. He started shooting streams of cum on both our chests, as they were nearly pressed together. After what seemed an eternity, we were both completely spent and I collapsed on top of him, my dick still inside him. We just lay there a few minutes in silence, catching our breath.
"Ready to go again, black boy?"
"I don't think 18 year olds are supposed to have heart attacks, so I'll have to beg off. That was amazing. But another one would kill me."
"Me, too. I was just kidding. But since we're hours away from shower time, we'd better clean up before we become glued together."
I gently withdrew from him and used a towel to clean up our mess. I set the alarm for 5:55 AM so we could shower in the morning and cuddled up behind my little white boy. Life is good.