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.
This is the final chapter of Billy and Danny's freshman year. The story has developed far beyond my original ideas. I have grown very fond of these characters and am reluctant to leave them so after a short break I intend to continue the story. I would like to thank all of those who have written to me with comments, suggestions and encouragement, especially my fellow writers in the Nifty Six.
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Danny
Billy walked me to Dr. Morrow's class and went on to his modeling session. I was a little nervous about running into Ken and Vince but at least I knew who they were now. I guess that's better than just sitting there wondering like I've been doing for weeks. I took my usual seat in the front row. They came in a minute after me and glared at me as they went up to seats near the back.
After class as I got up to tell Dr. Morrow how things had turned out they came up behind me.
"Better watch your step, faggot."
"Mr. McNally, Mr. Corrado, may I speak to you for a moment?"
They looked at each other for a second and walked up to the podium where Dr. Morrow was standing.
"I want you both to know that I know what you did to Mr. Stephens earlier in the semester. I don't know what official action may be taken against you, but if I hear one negative word about either of you I will have you removed from class and you will be given an incomplete grade. I won't tolerate harassment in my classroom. Do you understand?"
"But we haven't done anything. This guy has it in for us and is making it all up."
"Save your lies for someone who believes them. Remember what I've said. Now please leave."
They both turned and hurried toward the door.
"Are you all right, Dan?"
"Yeah, I'm okay. Thanks, Dr. Morrow."
"Don't mention it. I just wish I were able to do more to help you. Any word from the Dean?"
"I saw him yesterday. It came out pretty much the way we thought. Everyone denied everything so without proof he couldn't do anything. He did give them all a strong warning, though."
"I'm sorry, Dan. I know how much this has bothered you."
"It's okay. Actually, I think I've learned something from it all. Maybe it isn't always so important to win. Sometimes it's enough just to stand up for yourself and what's right. I know I feel a whole lot better now than I did before, even though they got away with it. And now they know that they may not always get away with what they do, that sometimes people will stand up to them."
"You're a better man than I am, white boy. I still want revenge."
"Billy!" I spun around. "I didn't see you come in."
"Good afternoon, ma'am. I see Danny told you the news."
"Yes, Billy, I wish things had turned out better."
"So do I, Dr. Morrow, so do I."
Danny and I were studying in our room before the Homophile League meeting when there was a light tap on the door. I opened it and there was Don nervously glancing up and down the hall.
"What are you doing here? More rules?"
"No. Let me in." He pushed his way past me. "Sorry, I didn't want anyone to see me here. I know you guys must hate me but I have to talk to you."
"What makes you think we want to talk to you?"
"I don't blame you, Billy, but this is important. First, I want to apologize for my part in that confrontation at the beginning of the semester."
"Why the sudden change of heart?"
"It's not sudden. You may not have noticed but I've left you guys alone most of the semester. You've got to understand about Gary and me. I was pretty much of an unpopular nerd in high school. I was on the wrestling team but I wasn't one of the big tough guys. Then I came here and got Gary as a roommate. He's a junior, big and strong, a real jock, popular with the other jocks and frat guys. And as long as I hung out with him, I was popular, too, for the first time ever."
"Didn't you notice what an ass he is?"
"He wasn't bad last semester, Billy, except now and then when he got drunk, but he really freaked out about you two last winter. It was like he was obsessed with you. And I didn't have much choice except to go along if I wanted to keep his friendship."
"You always have a choice, Don."
Don looked all around the room and seemed really uncomfortable.
"You don't understand, Danny. You see, I'm gay. I never told anyone or did anything and I didn't want to be but I knew I was. I thought that maybe once I was hanging out with real jocks and meeting lots of girls I might change. Or at least find a girl I could like. So I had to go along with Gary and his friends so they wouldn't suspect me."
"You're gay and you sided with that ass making up ridiculous rules to make our lives miserable?"
"I don't blame you for being pissed. But once I saw how much Gary hated fags I got paranoid and was scared he'd find out about me. I had to live with him so I had to play along, at least in the beginning."
"So what made you change your mind?"
Maybe I was the one getting a little paranoid but I wasn't sure I was buying this. I kept thinking this was some scheme Gary had hatched up to get even with us for going to the dean.
"A few weeks into the semester I went to a party and ended up getting really drunk. I met a guy and went back to his place with him. It was my first time with a guy and I really liked it, which scared me to death. I knew then that I was totally gay but I wasn't about to take it further. The guy called me a few times and I finally told him I wasn't ready so he left me alone. Until today."
"What happened today? You didn't exactly seem on our side at lunchtime. If Danny hadn't held me back I would have gone after both of you."
"I was really uncomfortable when Gary stopped at your table. I just wanted the floor to swallow me up. I didn't know what to do so I just stood there."
I was beginning to believe him but Billy was still suspicious.
"So what changed between then and now?"
"The guy I went home with that night is your friend Reggie. After you told him what was going on he came to see me this afternoon. He said if I didn't go to the dean and tell him what I knew he'd tell everyone about me, especially Gary. He didn't leave me much choice."
"So, what are you going to do?"
"I've already done it, Danny. I just went to see Dean Nash. I didn't tell him that I'm gay but I did explain my situation with Gary and told him everything I've heard Gary, Ken and Vince say about you guys. He called the housing department and found an empty room for me in another dorm. I'm going to move while Gary is in class tomorrow. Then Dean Nash is going to call in the three of them. I'm not sure what he's going to do but you'll probably be hearing from him soon. I told him I was going to talk to you."
"I guess I can understand what you've been going through the past several weeks but that doesn't mean I can forgive you. You may have been uncomfortable but Danny's been through hell."
"I'm sorry, guys. I know that doesn't change anything and can't take away what's happened, but I do mean it."
"We'll all get over it after a while. At least you've done the right thing now, even though you were forced into it."
"I know I'm not exactly in a position to ask a favor but I'd really appreciate it if you and Billy didn't tell anyone about my being gay. I'm still not ready to deal with that. Reggie promised he'd keep quiet about it."
"Don't worry, Don. It's not our place to tell anyone about you. Who you tell is your own business."
"Thanks, Danny."
"And if you ever want to talk, let us know. We both know how lonely the closet can be."
April 25
Billy
Everything has been strangely normal since Don's visit to our room Tuesday afternoon. Danny had accepted the dean's decision on Monday so anything after that was an improvement. I was pissed at the original outcome, so Don's new evidence could only make things better. But until we hear from Dean Nash there's nothing we can do so we might as well get focused on school. There's only two more weeks of classes and then finals. It's hard to believe the year is so close to being over.
Last night we had a great night at the restaurant. I guess Wayne has decided we're getting the hang of things because he gave us each an extra table of two. We each ended up with nearly a hundred dollars at the end of the night. We went to Boots and Saddle on Christopher with Joe for a drink after work and he grilled us about Mark.
"So do you think Mark likes me? I mean, I know he's attracted to me and can't keep his eyes off my ass, but do you think he might like to go out with me sometime?"
"Billy and I can't speak for him, but he does seem interested. But please be careful. He's never gone out with a guy before."
"Yeah, Joe. Mark's plenty horny but he also has figured out that he wants what Danny and I have, a solid, loving relationship. Chances are he's not going to be as lucky as we were and find it with the first guy he meets, but that's what he's looking for. So if you're just interested in sex, maybe you should look somewhere else."
"Hey, Billy, I've had my share of one-nighters and loved a lot of them, but that doesn't mean I'm not looking for love. I'm open to a relationship if the right guy comes along."
"Sorry, Joe, I didn't mean to imply that you were only looking for sex."
"That's okay, Billy. It's obvious that you guys like Mark a lot and are very protective of him. That makes me want to get to know him even more. Maybe after he starts working with us we can all go out dancing one night after work. I know a few great places."
"That sounds good but it will have to wait until Billy and I have a car. As long as we have to catch the last train home we can't do much after work except stop for a quick drink like this. Speaking of trains, we'd better get going."
"You're right, white boy. I'd hate to have to try to hitch a ride all the way to Morristown. We'll see you tomorrow, Joe."
"Take care, guys. Give my best to Mark next time you talk to him."
"We'll let you give that to him yourself."
April 27
Danny
Joe's suggestion that we all go dancing reminded me of Ft. Lauderdale. Billy and I hadn't been out like that since Spring Break. And now that we're working Saturdays we can't make it to the Homophile League dances. Billy must have been thinking the same thing because he brought it up on the train home.
"I really miss dancing with you, Danny. When do you think we'll be able to take Joe up on his suggestion?"
"As soon as we get a car. I don't know how long that will take, though."
"We're making good money, especially now that we have more tables. How much do you think it will take? We haven't really talked much about getting a car. I can't even drive and I don't know anything about them."
"I think we should get a new car because we need it to commute to school for three years and we need something reliable. A Volkswagen costs a little over $2000.00. The new Japanese cars are a little less but I don't know how good they are. We should have somewhere around that much money saved by the end of next month if everything continues the way it is now, but we need money for insurance, too."
"And then you have to teach me to drive. I don't mind admitting I'm a little nervous about that."
"There's nothing to it, black boy. Once we have a car you can get your permit and I'll teach you. You'll be a pro by the end of the summer."
"If you say so, but somehow I think you'll probably be doing most of the driving."
"I'll make you a deal. I'll do most of the driving on the road if you do most of the driving in bed."
"Sounds like a good deal to me, Danny."
I woke up this morning on my right side with Billy nestled up against me and his left arm draped over me. His light snoring was an indication that he was still in dreamland so I decided to have some fun waking him up. I gently slipped out from under his arm, crawled under the sheet and was greeted by the sight of his beautiful, slightly swollen dark dick. I wrapped my lips lightly around the head and slowly sucked it into my mouth. Usually when it's hard I have a little trouble taking all of it but in this state the entire length easily slid down into my throat. I kept it buried in my mouth and throat and gently sucked on it, feeling it grow within me. As it grew harder, it got thicker and longer. I had to stretch my neck slightly to give it room to inch down my throat. Once it was completely erect I began to slowly move up and down on it, sucking as hard as I could. Each time I pulled almost off it to the point where only the head was in my mouth I flicked my tongue around the edge and dove back onto it, burying that black pole in me once again. Billy was moaning but he seemed to be still asleep. I squeezed his balls slightly as they began to pull up toward his body. He gasped as the first shot hit the back of my mouth. I let more of his cock out of my mouth and continued sucking, tasting that sweet milk as it filled my mouth. Most of it ran down my throat but I kept some in my mouth, savoring the essence of Billy.
"Oh man, that's some wakeup call."
I moved back up the bed and gave Billy a deep kiss, sharing his seed with him, instantly transforming nasty morning mouth into delicious cum mouth.
"You've got to wake me up that way every morning, white boy. That is the greatest."
"It was pretty good from my end as well. I'll have to try that more often."
"How about I return the favor? I can feel your dick poking me in the side so I know you're up for it."
"Nah, I can wait. But I have to warn you that I'm counting on you dropping the soap in the shower."
And he did.
April 27
Billy
We continued avoiding the subject of Gary and the dean over the weekend. We spent most of Saturday afternoon with Aunt Connie, doing laundry and finding out what little she knew about cars. The tips at work were even better Saturday night and not bad at brunch yesterday. We'll have a car before we know it at this rate.
Today was the big day. Danny had another letter from Dean Nash waiting in his mailbox this morning. We were once again requested to stop by the office as soon as possible so we walked over after our last classes.
"Have a seat, boys. I know this process has been a little lengthy and probably distressful for you, Dan, but I think it's finally over. I believe you know about Don's visit here last week. After getting Don moved to a new dorm, I called the other three in on Thursday and confronted them with his statement. Vincent broke down and was the first to confess. They've all signed statements admitting what they've done. Would you like to read them?"
"No thanks, Dean. I really don't want to think about that day any more, especially not from their point of view. I'm just glad it's over."
"I can understand that, Dan. You'll be happy to know that Kenneth and Vincent are no longer students at Rutgers. They have withdrawn from school at the university's request, which is slightly less onerous than outright expulsion. Their records have been thoroughly documented with the reason for their withdrawal, however. If you decide to press criminal charges against them we will supply the authorities with copies of their confessions."
"Thanks, sir, but I don't think I'll be doing that. I hadn't really thought beyond reporting this to you."
"That's up to you, but think about it. What they did was criminal and you could have been seriously hurt."
"I will, but I don't think I want to drag this out any further."
"As far as Gary is concerned, the case is somewhat different. They are all in agreement that he knew nothing of the attack in advance. In fact, the others didn't even think of it until they were on their way into class that day. But it's clear that they looked up to Gary and were trying to please him. They told him immediately afterward and he kept quiet. And then he lied when I initially questioned him. So he is on probation until his graduation next year. If he gets into any trouble, no matter how minor, he will be expelled. And he is not eligible for any athletic teams for the rest of his time here."
"You mean he was the leader of this gang and he gets away with what he's done?"
"Not exactly, William. He has to be on his best behavior for the next year and he can't be on the crew team. Plus if he's interested in graduate school he won't be considered here at Rutgers and this will be on his official record."
"I have an idea, Dean. Since this all started with Gary's hatred of gay people, maybe he'd change his attitude if he got to know some of us. Would you be able to require him to attend some Homophile League meetings next semester?"
"That's an interesting idea, Dan. I'll give it some thought."
I was at least two-thirds satisfied with the dean's actions, but Danny seemed more down than ever on the way back to the dorm.
"What's the matter, Danny? I thought you were okay with last week's verdict when we were on the losing side. How can you be down now? You finally got a little justice."
"I'm not sure how I feel. I have to think about it a while. Can we not talk about it right now?"
"Sure, baby, whatever you want."
April 29
Lucy
Billy called and told me the good news Monday night. Since the boys had stopped whatever it was that used to bring them to Douglass on Wednesday afternoons, I've been going to Rutgers to eat there with them. Billy said Danny hadn't reacted very well to the dean's news but he thought that was just a delayed reaction to all of the stress he's been under the last couple of weeks. We decided that a little victory pizza party at Patty's was in order and that Danny would probably feel more like celebrating after a couple of days to digest the news.
Danny still didn't look much into partying when he opened the door to their room tonight.
"What's the matter, baby? You don't look so good."
"I'm okay, Lucy. I was up half the night finishing my history paper. I've been tired all day and have a headache, but it's nothing a pizza can't cure."
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go, guys."
The three of us walked together the three blocks to the pizzeria. Billy got between Danny and me and put one arm around each of us. We got a few odd looks but I think everyone's starting to get used to the boys. At the restaurant we settled into a corner booth and ordered a pepperoni and sausage pizza and large Cokes.
"You don't seem very excited about the dean's decision, Danny. From what Billy told me it sounds like the best we could have hoped for."
"I guess he did the right thing, but I can't say I'm happy about it. I mean, those two guys are really screwed as far as their education is concerned. This could mess up their whole lives."
"But it's not your fault, Danny. They're the ones who attacked you. It was a choice they made. What did you want the dean to do about it?"
"I don't know, Lucy. All the time I was hoping they wouldn't get away with what they did I never really thought about what I wanted to happen. I guess what I really wish is that none of this ever happened in the first place. But I can't have that, so I suppose I have to accept this as justice. What sucks is that no punishment can undo a wrong. It just shifts the hurt onto someone else."
"You're too good-hearted, white boy. Those two could have killed you. They're lucky not to be in jail. They're responsible for the mess they've made. And they should consider themselves lucky it was the dean who punished them and not me. Every time I remember you lying there on the sidewalk, unconscious and bleeding, I just want to tear them apart. They didn't get anything they didn't deserve."
"Don't get so excited, Billy. It hurt for a while but I'm okay now. Let's just put this behind us and move on, okay?"
"All right, Danny. All I ever want is for you to be okay."
The pizza arrived and the conversation shifted to term papers and upcoming finals, much more pleasant subjects. After we had devoured the pie we went back to the dorm. Jeff and Bob's door was open and a Jeff and a couple of guys were standing in the hall.
"What's up, Jeff?"
"Hey, Billy, we were just watching Nixon making a speech on TV."
"What's that ass going on about now?"
"Apparently we've just invaded Cambodia. He says the Viet Cong are hiding out there so he's sending troops in after them."
"Shit, this war is never going to end. They keep talking peace but the war just gets worse and goes on and on."
"Yeah, Billy. I wrote a paper on it in seventh or eighth grade. I remember thinking then that I'd never have to worry about going because it would be over long before I was old enough."
"Uh, Danny, I don't think you have to worry about being drafted."
"What do you mean, Jeff? Our lottery isn't until next year."
"Just walk into the draft board office holding hands with Billy and you're both 4-F."
"Oh yeah, I forgot about that."
"Even without that, Danny, we still have an advantage that a lot of kids don't. Most of the guys I grew up with in Newark never had the chance to get a student deferment."
"But isn't that what the lottery is supposed to fix, Billy? It's supposed to give everyone the same chance of being drafted."
"Yeah, it's supposed to, Jeff. But even if you and one of the my old friends got the same low number, he'd be drafted now, while the war is still going strong and you wouldn't be drafted until after graduation in three years. By then, the war might be over. It's still not exactly fair."
"I don't see how they could expect guys to go in the army right in the middle of their education."
"They expect others to go right in the middle of their lives, Bob."
"Easy guys, I think we're all pretty much on the same side when it comes to the war. And just because you and I can't be drafted doesn't change the way I feel about the war, Billy. I'll bet there will be lots of demonstrations about this invasion. Things calmed down on a lot of campuses over the winter but this will probably get everything heated up again."
"There are only a couple of weeks left before summer vacation and most of that will be taken up with final exams, white boy. There probably won't be time for much to happen now. Nixon probably planned it that way."
May 3
Billy
Apparently I was wrong. I misjudged the passion behind the antiwar movement around the country. Another march on Washington was quickly planned for Saturday and protests broke out at schools all over. Buses were chartered to take students from all over the Northeast to the capital for the day. My sweet radical Danny wanted to go but we're working now so that isn't even an option.
Friday afternoon we were heading for the train station to go to work when we passed a small demonstration on the lawn in front of the administration building. Jeff was standing on the fringe of the crowd.
"Hey, Jeff, what's going on?"
"Oh, hi guys. SDS is demanding a takeover of the building to protest the Cambodia invasion."
"So what are you doing here? I didn't think you were that radical."
"I'm not, Danny. But I'm a political junkie. I can't stay away from these things, even if I disagree with the extremism they espouse."
"Do they really think anyone agrees with them? They're just middle class white kids from the suburbs acting like radicals. If they really cared about people and injustice they'd spend the summer helping poor people in the inner cities. But maybe they'd rather 'help' from a distance."
"Yeah, Billy, I think they'd rather talk than actually do anything. Most of the moderate kids are taking the buses to Washington tomorrow though that probably won't accomplish much either. Are you guys going?"
"No, we have to work. Somebody has to keep the economy going while you kids play."
"Well, I'll tell you all about it when I get back."
Danny was quiet while we waited for the train. He kept staring back toward campus.
"What's up, white boy?" I asked as we settled into our seats on the train. "You're not still thinking about the dean and those creeps?"
"No, I was just thinking about all the demonstrations. We seem to be losing touch with things happening on campus. Last semester we were a part of everything. I loved being involved. But now that we're working we just don't have time. I know this job has saved us financially, but I feel like we're missing out on being college kids."
"Being college kids isn't all about demonstrations, Danny. There's a lot more to it than that. I know you like to be involved in social action, but we don't have a lot of free time. We can only do so much."
"I know. But I can't stop thinking that we'll be missing out on even more next year when we start commuting. Not living on campus is going to put even more distance between us and what's happening at school."
"Then we'll have to put in an extra effort to be involved in what's important to us. Every year, every semester is different. Life changes. Look at what we've been through the past year. We couldn't possibly have anticipated any of it."
"You're right, Billy. We went through lots of changes this year. But the one constant was you. Lots of shit happened to us, but as long as I had you I knew everything would be okay. And it's lots better than okay. You make it all great."
"Then stop worrying about what we might be missing and focus on what we've got. As far as I'm concerned, you're all I need in my life. The rest is just gravy."
I'll have to admit that even I felt cut off over the weekend. Between being at the apartment and at work we didn't have any idea what was happening either on campus or in the world. At brunch today Danny was thrilled to hear from one of the customers that the Gay Liberation Front had a contingent in Washington yesterday.
When we got off the train in New Brunswick tonight it seemed like we'd been gone a week. There were students milling about the administration building. Lots of kids were visible in the windows upstairs. I asked a guy I recognized from my psych class what had happened.
"SDS initially took over the building but then when everyone got back from Washington last night the other kids took it over from them."
"But why? What are they demanding?"
"Sort of like the Moratorium last fall, an end to business as usual. They want the semester ended and final exams canceled. Students are making the same demands all over the country."
"It sounds like a waste of time, but how about it, Danny? Do you want a dose of student activism?"
"No, that's okay, Billy. I don't have to be part of everything. Besides, I'm kind of tired. Let's just go back to the room."
"Whatever you want, baby."
May 4
Danny
Billy was nice to offer to join in the takeover. I know he's more socially conscious than he lets on. He just acts cynical so he's not too disappointed and hurt when things don't turn out as he'd like them to. Then again, I know I'm much too idealistic. Maybe we balance each other.
I don't know why I bothered with art class this morning; more than half the class didn't show. About fifteen minutes into the class Billy slipped in the door and sat at the back of the studio. I didn't know why he wasn't in his class and felt a little uncomfortable posing naked with him watching me. I was half afraid I'd get hard with him there but I managed to get through the rest of the hour. I got dressed and walked back to the dorm with him.
"So what were you doing here, Billy? What happened to your class?"
"Almost no one came so the professor canceled it. I can't figure out where everyone is. There can't be very many kids in the administration building. All of the others must just be cutting class for the hell of it."
"Maybe they think they're making a political point."
"Not much of a point if no one sees it. I'm not as nice as you, white boy. I think they're just cutting."
We ran into Jeff in the Commons.
"I thought you'd be part of the occupying force, Jeff. What are you doing here?"
"I spent two nights in the administration building but I was getting hungry, Danny. They have nothing but apples and peanut butter sandwiches there. I never thought I'd miss Commons food so much. Besides, nothing much is going on. The governor is threatening to send in the National Guard to get the kids out of the building, but the university president says he won't allow them on campus, so it's a bit of a stand-off."
"Any progress on the demands?"
"The faculty is going to meet tonight to consider canceling finals but I doubt if they will, Billy. If they vote no everyone will probably give up and go back to classes tomorrow."
"I still don't see how doing away with exams has anything to do with the war, Jeff."
"It's symbolic, Billy. Are you guys going back to the dorm? I'm going to take a quick shower before going back to the takeover. They've got a radio in the administration building and kids are using the phones to call their friends on campuses all over the country to find out what's going on but maybe I can catch some news on TV."
"Well, if everyone else is boycotting classes Danny and I might as well take advantage of it and stay in our room and fuck all afternoon. It's been a while since we had a chance to do that."
"That's more information than I need, Billy. I'll just pretend you said that you guys were going to spend the afternoon reading."
Actually, Billy and I did decide to spend a little time catching up on some reading. After about half an hour a pounding on the door interrupted us. Billy opened it to find an excited Jeff in his robe.
"Come look at this news bulletin on TV, guys. I can't believe it."
We followed him across the hall.
"What's going on?"
"Like everywhere else, there was a demonstration at Kent State University in Ohio. But apparently it got out of hand and the National Guard opened fire and shot a lot of kids. I think they said four were killed."
"Killed? You mean they used real ammunition against unarmed kids?"
"What do you think they have in those guns, Danny? It isn't a game."
"I've got to get dressed and get back to the administration building to find out what's going on. Are you guys coming?"
"No, I think I want to stay here this afternoon, Jeff. Is that okay with you, Billy?"
"If that's what you want, Danny."
May 7
Billy
Danny and I just stayed in the room in bed most of the afternoon, cuddling and napping. He was really shook up over the news and I was pretty upset too. We just held each other and drew strength from being close. The faculty met Monday night and voted to cancel finals and shut down the campus by the end of the week. All of a sudden, the school year was over.
Lucy came over Tuesday evening to plan our move to Morristown. She was carrying a large flat package when she came in the room.
"What have you got there, Luce? A present for us?"
"Yeah, Billy. It's actually a housewarming gift for your apartment back home. I was going to give it to you when we got there but I couldn't wait."
Danny held the package while I ripped the paper off of it. Inside was a framed, matted enlargement of a picture of Danny and me, standing side by side, each with an arm draped over the other's shoulder.
"This is great, Lucy. You took this the day of the president's reception when we first met you."
"Yeah, Danny, who knew it would be the first of hundreds? I thought that since pretty much everything in your apartment came with it you needed something personal to make it your own place."
"Thanks, Luce. It's great. But damn we look like little kids."
"It was only eight months ago, Billy, but I'll admit you've both grown up a lot since then. And even though you'd just met, you can see the bond that had already developed between you."
"Yeah, love at first sight. But Danny and I didn't know it for a while."
"So what's the plan for getting all of our stuff home, Lucy? Your car's not very big."
"I know. None of us has very much, but no way can we get everything plus the three of us in the Beetle. I was thinking that I'd take all of my stuff home tomorrow and then come back for you guys Thursday morning. Do you mind hanging around here until then?"
"No problem, Luce. Tomorrow we can pack and say goodbye to the room."
"Yeah, this place means a lot to me and Billy. It's gonna be hard to leave."
Yesterday, we packed up our meager belongings. Most of our clothes fit in our two suitcases and duffel bags. We found a couple of boxes behind the Commons and packed up our school stuff. Danny kept looking at the photo that Lucy had given us.
"I love this picture. It really shows just how special our relationship was right from the start. I want to hang it over the bed when we get home."
"Gee, white boy. I was kind of hoping we could put a big mirror there so I could watch as I fucked your brains out."
"Then we'd have to get one for the ceiling too, so you could watch my little white butt as I pounded your ass."
"Hey, I thought you were going to let me do the driving in bed."
"I am, most of the time, if you're good."
"I'm always good, baby."
"Yeah, you are, Billy. Speaking of sex-which we never do, I don't know how the subject came up-tonight is our last night to make love in this room."
"I know, baby. I want it to be very special, but then, every time with you is special."
"Aww, I bet you say that to all the boys."
After our last dinner in the Commons, we went back to the room. We lit a few candles and made love by candlelight. Danny was true to his word and let me drive. I returned the favor by being as good as I could be.
We just kissed and cuddled for a long time, touching each other, exploring each other's bodies like it was the first time. Danny laid his head on my chest and licked and sucked my right nipple while rolling my hardened left nipple between his thumb and index finger. I ran my fingers through his soft hair while I gently massaged his back with the other hand. He slowly kissed his way down my abdomen until his face was in my crotch. He played with my balls as he licked around the base of my dick. Holding my cock straight up, he lightly traced the edge of the head with his tongue. Then he took the head in his mouth and sucked it, pushing the tip of his tongue into the slit. He began to bob up and down on my rod, each time swallowing a little bit more. Without missing a beat, Danny swiveled around until his hard white cock was over my mouth. I lifted my head a bit and grabbed it, sucking it in. He began to move his hips slightly to the same rhythm as his bobbing head, gently fucking my mouth as he sucked my dick. I squeezed his balls slightly as he pumped.
After a few moments of oral bliss, Danny pulled off and turned around. He lay next to me, his dick poking into the side of my hip.
"Make love to me, Billy. Please."
"Whatever you say, baby. There's nothing I'd like better."
Danny lay on his back and I knelt between his knees. I squeezed a generous amount of KY from the tube and applied some to my rigid pole. The rest I worked into Danny's tight little hole with a couple of fingers. I lifted Danny's legs onto my shoulders, positioned the head of my cock at his pucker and gently pushed. The head popped in. After waiting a few seconds for Danny to get used to it, I slowly slid into him, filling him with my love. I stopped when I was completely buried in my beautiful white boy and leaned in to kiss him. We shared a deep kiss until we were both nearly breathless, then I began pumping in and out of him, slowly and gently at first, then faster and harder. Soon I was thrusting my big black dick into that sweet white butt with all my might. I kept my eyes locked on Danny's. He just stared up into my eyes, a slight smile on his lips. He was pulling on his dick as I pounded into him. He gasped as he started shooting his load all over his chest and stomach. As he tightened his grip on my dick I began to unload, shooting deep inside him.
My dick started to get soft and I slid out of Danny. I leaned over and licked up all of his cum, gently licking his cock. Then I lay down on him and kissed him passionately. We fell asleep in each other's arms.
This morning we piled all of our packed belongings in the middle of the room. We stripped the beds and dropped off the linens on our way to breakfast so when we got back the room looked pretty bleak.
I propped a pillow against the wall and sat against it, pulling Danny down to sit between my legs, leaning back against my chest. I wrapped my arms around him and rested my head against his.
"This is it, Danny. The end of an era. Who'd have guessed what this year was going to turn out like?"
"Not me. I was scared to death when I got here last summer. I couldn't even imagine surviving my first week here."
"Yeah, you were a bit of a mess. I nearly died when you passed out on top of me. I loved the feel of your skin on mine, but I was afraid you'd feel my dick getting hard."
"I wish I had, then I wouldn't have felt so embarrassed that I was getting hard, too. Have I ever told you how beautiful I thought you were when I first saw you?"
"Only about a hundred times, but I love hearing it. I couldn't believe I was so turned on by a white guy but you literally took my breath away."
"I guess it took us a while to figure it all out."
"It took you longer than me. I knew I was in love with you right away."
"I'm glad you did, Billy. And I'm glad you had the balls to tell me. I was so naïve it would have taken me forever to understand what I was feeling."
"There was a lot this year that wasn't good, and some that was really bad, but one thing I know is that you have made me happier than I've ever been in my life, Danny."
"Same here, Billy. I feel like I can do anything with you beside me. You're my life."
I put my finger under his chin and turned his head slightly toward me. We just looked into each other's eyes for a minute.
"I love you, white boy."
"And I love you, black boy."
To Be Continued.