Billy and Danny 2, Chapter 4
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Late June
Mark
"Man, you are looking so great, Danny. Every time I come over you look better, even if you don't have much hair yet. You really scared the shit out of all of us."
I really enjoy these Wednesday evenings with Danny. Billy is now working Tuesday and Wednesday in addition to the weekend. I get to spend lots of time alone with him on the train so this is my alone time with Danny. His first week home from the hospital we all put together a schedule so he wouldn't have to spend any evenings alone but he insisted that we only visit when we wanted to, that he was okay with being on his own. But I love spending time with him. Billy's like a big brother who watches out for me. Danny's more like my little brother Jamie who I can confide in and tell anything to. I know, Billy and Danny are the same age and they're younger than me, but that's the way it feels.
"You think I wasn't scared? It was no fun from my side either."
"Yeah, I can imagine. Does it really feel okay now?"
"Pretty much. My scalp is a little sore when I touch it but it doesn't hurt. And I haven't had a single headache since the drilling."
"Ouch! It hurts my head just to hear that word."
"Then let's not talk about it any more. So how's your love life, stud?"
"Oh man, Danny, Joe is so much fun to be with. And the sex is great, too. I'm staying at his place both Friday and Saturday nights now. My parents aren't crazy about it but I convinced them it's better than spending all that time on the train commuting back and forth. Last Friday Joe took me to a place called the Roundtable down the street from the Waldorf and we danced until four. Then we went back to his place and had sex the rest of the night."
"Sounds like you guys are getting on pretty well. Are you falling for him, Mark?"
"No, I don't think so. We have lots of fun together and great sex but we both know it's a temporary thing. My life is at school in Boston most of the year and his is in New York. It wouldn't work so we don't even think about it. We just enjoy now. Joe says if we know it's only a summer affair then neither one of us will get hurt when the summer ends."
"It's not so easy controlling your emotions. They tend to have a mind of their own."
"Well, we're trying to keep it light. Danny, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure, you know you can ask me anything."
"I know, it's just that I don't want to invade your privacy. I mean, what you and Billy do in bed is none of my business, but I need to talk to someone about sex and you're the only gay guys I know that I can talk to."
"Well, I'm not going to give you blow by blow accounts of what we do, so to speak, but I'll try to help. What's on your mind?"
"Everything Joe and I have done is fantastic, the kissing, the cuddling, all the stuff that I guess you could call foreplay. And the, um, oral sex is really good. I do everything he does and vice versa."
"That all sounds good to me. So what's the problem, Mark?"
"It's the other part. It's not really a problem; it's actually the best part. But when we uhh..."
"Make love?"
"Yeah, that's a good term. I was thinking of 'fuck', but it just sounds kind of crude using that word to talk about Joe. Anyway, when we make love, it's always me in him. I love it, but I wonder what it would be like the other way around. Does it work like that for gay couples, you know, kind of taking turns? Straight couples obviously can't switch around but guys can. Is it normal to do that or are you just supposed to do it one way?"
"I don't think there's any such thing as normal, Mark. I don't know much about other guys but from what little I've heard there are some guys who only like to fuck and others who only like to get fucked. And some like me and Billy who like both. You should do whatever you like. Billy and I enjoy switching around, as you put it. We don't exactly take turns, it's more like whatever happens, happens. It depends on our mood. Billy makes love to me most of the time but that doesn't mean we both don't like it the other way around just as much."
"I didn't know if you did it both ways. I guess I just assumed that Billy was the one doing it to you."
"Why did you think that?"
"Well, he is quite a bit more aggressive than you, Danny."
"Aggressive doesn't always mean being on top, Mark. So it sounds like you want to try it the other way around with Joe. What does he think about that?"
"I don't know. I was afraid to ask him. He's got more experience so I've just let him decide what we do. I didn't know if it was okay to want to switch."
"Talk to him. You won't know if you don't ask. He might only like it one way; he might like both. Either way, he likes you a lot and he's a nice guy. I'm sure he'll try whatever you want."
"Thanks, Danny, I hope you didn't mind my prying."
"Don't give it a second thought, Markie. So how's the new guy working out at The Restaurant?"
"Pretty good. He's a great guy and he knows what he's doing."
"What's he like? Is he getting along with everyone?"
"Yeah, Shawn's sort of like an older version of you. He's blonde and handsome but he's a little bigger and a few years older. What's with the face, Danny?"
"Oh, nothing. It just sounds like I've been totally replaced. It's really killing me that I can't work until next month. And even when I'm ready to go back there's no place for me now."
"Yeah, that sucks. But they needed someone right away and Shawn was only willing to take the job if they guaranteed him the whole summer. You can't blame him."
"I guess. But it really hurts me and Billy financially to only have one income. And it's not right for Billy to have to do all the work. Plus, I hate being apart from him so much."
"Unfortunately there's not much you can do about it. Just enjoy what time you two have together and help Billy out any way you can. I'm sure he misses you just as much."
"Yeah, I know. But this sure isn't the summer I was hoping for."
Friday night after work Billy and Shawn joined Joe and me for a beer. Shawn's fitting into our little group really well. I'm sure Danny will like him when he meets him. He's 24 and a grad student at Columbia. He's some kind of English major so he and Billy find all kinds of things to talk about. He just seems so grown up compared to the rest of us, so self-assured. I guess that's from being on his own a lot longer. After a while, Billy headed home and Shawn left to go dancing with some friends. Joe and I hung around and had another beer. I finally got up the courage to talk to him about sex and what I wanted to try.
"Well, Mark, I pretty much just like to get fucked. I've fucked a few guys and it was nice but for me nothing comes close to the feeling of having a hard dick up my ass."
"I'm not even sure that I'd like it, Joe, but you always enjoy it so much when I make love to you that I'd really like to see what it's all about."
"Then we'll do it. I'm really honored that you want me to be your first, Mark. You make me very happy and I want to make you feel just as good. But that doesn't mean that you're not putting that third leg up my butt at some time this weekend. Damn, I've never had anything so big or so good."
An hour later we got back to Joe's apartment. In a flash we were naked and lying side by side. He held my head in his hands and kissed me, first gently pressing his lips against mine, then working his tongue into my mouth. As usual, I followed his lead. After a very long kiss, he swiveled around into a 69 position and took my cock in his mouth. I did the same to him. We're really getting good at developing a nice rhythm in our mutual sucking. Soon, he took his mouth off of my dick and started licking and sucking on my balls, taking first one and then the other into my mouth. Again, I copied him and went after his balls. As his tongue passed behind my balls, I knew where he was going but wasn't sure what he was doing. This was new territory for me. He spread my legs exposing my hole and dove in. I took a deep breath and went for it. He was licking and sucking and tonguing my puckered hole and I did the same to his. It was a feeling unlike anything I could imagine. I'd never dreamed there could be such pleasure there. And as much as I thought it would be gross having my tongue up his ass I really got off on it.
After a while we moved so that I was lying on my back with Joe kneeling between my thighs, lifting my legs. He pressed my legs farther back, laid down on me pressing my thighs against my chest and began kissing me. As he kissed me, he grabbed some lube and greased up his cock. He then liberally applied some to my hole, slowly working one finger, then two into me. Then as he continued to kiss me, I felt the head of his dick at my hole, slowly pressing in. It continued to slide in giving me a very full feeling but no pain. Soon, he had buried his entire six-inch cock inside my hole and slowly began to slide it in and out. Once he started fucking, he stopped kissing to pull back and put more force in his thrusts. He started pounding harder and faster, thrusting his cock into me, every now and then hitting my prostate, making me quiver. Now I knew why he always had that expression of bliss on his face when I fucked him. I felt so full with him inside me; I could imagine what he must feel when my big dick is in him.
After a while, he pulled out, rolled me over onto my stomach and climbed on top of me, entering me from behind. And kept pumping, like a fucking machine. At some point, it hit me that I was finally getting fucked and that I was no longer a virgin in any way. And as intensely hot and sexual as the situation was, with his meat sliding in and out of my hole filling me more than I could have imagined, I all of a sudden found the situation amusing and started to giggle. I guess he didn't take that as an ego boost and immediately wanted to know what was wrong. I told him he was making me so happy I couldn't help it. And then, as if to prove it was serious business, he really started thrusting. With each thrust, his dick rubbed my prostate. With each thrust, my dick slid between my stomach and the sheet. The two sensations got to me quickly, and I came in several spasms. With each spurt, I felt my hole tighten around his dick, and no sooner had my orgasm begun to subside than his began, filling me with his hot cum.
After we cleaned up we just lay side by side with me holding Joe in my arms.
"So, stud, you seemed to enjoy that."
"Oh God, yeah, Joe. For someone who isn't really into that you were fantastic. Now I know why you like getting fucked so much."
"I'll have to admit I loved fucking you. Your ass is a hot as the rest of you. I think I'd enjoy just about anything with you."
"Does that mean we can do it again sometime?"
"Definitely. But I still want your pole buried in me as much as possible. Tomorrow night I want you to fuck me so hard I'll still feel it at brunch on Sunday."
"Whatever you say, baby."
July
Lucy
This is shaping up to be a great summer. Between weddings, graduations, birthdays, proms and bar mitzvahs my friend and boss George has more jobs than I can handle so I can pick the best ones. And Brad and I see each other almost every night. After months at school with only letters and phone calls this is paradise, although with Danny not working we don't get to use the apartment very often. Billy and Mark both love their jobs and are making great money.
I do feel bad for Danny, though. I'm thrilled that he has recovered so well, we all are. Brad and I spend at least one evening a week with him, watching TV, playing a game or just going out to the mall. But he seems so lost. We're all so busy and he has nothing to do. He's bored and feels guilty that he's not doing anything while Billy's working and making all the money.
But on the Fourth of July he seemed happier than I'd seen him since he came home from the hospital, at least at first. Brad had invited us all out to his parents' house for a cookout and pool party. It was something his parents did every year so all of their friends were there as well which made for an interesting mix. Except for our little group the others were all white, non-ethnic and middle-aged. We tried to be on our best behavior but things were a little tense all afternoon.
Brad's parents started the afternoon sober and I tried to get to know them a little but they didn't seem to want much to do with me. They were polite on the surface but were actually quite condescending toward me. Mark's parents weren't much better although they saved their thinly veiled hostility for Joe. Mark had brought him home from work the night before so he could go to the party. Mark's parents had no idea that Mark was gay so the guys were being very careful how they acted. But Joe's ethnic and racial background was too much for them, even as a friend. Joe and I probably made things worse by speaking to each other in Spanish whenever we were around them but it made us feel better.
The boys created quite a stir when they changed to go in the pool. Billy and Danny were wearing their little red swimsuits and looked so hot and sexy. Joe had an even smaller black suit on. Mark was wearing baggy trunks because he thought it would cause too much talk if he wore the suit that matched Billy's and Danny's. Brad had on the tight suit that he wore on Spring Break. They were five hot young men and everyone was aware of the sexual aura around them. I grabbed a lounge chair and just watched the boys play in the water. They were having lots of fun roughhousing in the pool, though Danny tried to stay out of it as much as he could. Once Billy got dunked and came up for air right in front of Danny. Without a second's hesitation he grabbed Danny in his arms and kissed him passionately. A woman on the patio shrieked and everyone turned to stare. Brad's father staggered across the patio, ordered the boys out of the pool, and promptly lost his balance and fell in. It was like a comedy act as two other guests fell in trying to help him out of the water. But only us kids thought it was funny. We escaped into the house where the boys changed and we all avoided the grownups the rest of the afternoon.
Billy, Mark and Joe had to leave at four to catch the train into the city for work. Danny and I stayed behind and hung out with Brad. We went back out to the patio for some beer.
"I'm sorry Billy and I caused a scene, Brad. We were trying to be behave but when Billy came up from under the water and bumped his nose on my dick we got a little carried away in the excitement."
"Don't worry about it, Danny. I told you when you got here you didn't have to hide anything. I don't care what any of these people think. You and Billy are two of the best friends I've ever had. My parents will just have to get over it."
A little while later Brad and I were talking when a couple of ladies cornered Danny a few feet away.
"You're such a sweet innocent looking boy. You shouldn't let that black kid force himself on you."
"He's not forcing himself on me. He's in love with me. And I'm in love with him."
"Oh, you're too young to know what love is. He's just taking advantage of you. You should find yourself a nice girl, then you'll see what love really is."
"Believe me, I know what love is. And I don't want a girl. I only want Billy."
Brad walked over to Danny and put his arm around his shoulder.
"C'mon, Danny. Let's go in the house."
On the way home Danny was quiet again.
"That was nice of Brad to come to my rescue. This short hair makes me look so much like a kid and those women were starting to sound just like my mother."
"Well, it was obvious that they didn't know you at all. Or that they weren't paying attention to you guys earlier. Even on your best behavior it was clear to anyone watching how much in love you two are."
"Do you think so, Lucy? I know that our love for each other has always been so obvious to me. But lately I've been out of it a bit and Billy's been working so hard. I thought maybe we'd lost our spark."
"It's still there, Danny. You'll never lose it; don't worry. Hey, I've got an idea. Why don't I take you into the city for dinner at The Restaurant next week? We'll surprise Billy. And it will do you good to be in the city, to see everyone at work."
'That sounds like fun, Lucy. It sure beats staying home and reading."
Danny
Lucy made reservations for us for eight o'clock Tuesday. I considered wearing some kind of hat but decided it wouldn't look right in The Restaurant. My hair is nearly half an inch long but it still looks so short. At least it's thick enough that the scars don't show through. Maybe I'll look normal by September.
Wayne was surprised and obviously happy to see me. He gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. On our way to the table he apologized for being unable to keep my job open for the summer.
"I'm really sorry, Danny. I wish there was some way we could squeeze you in for some work but business is light in the summer. Everyone's away on vacation or spending weekends on Fire Island."
"That's okay, Wayne. I know you needed someone to fill in for me on short notice and it would be too much to expect that you would be able to find someone who was willing to work for only a few weeks. I wish I could be back working right now, but the important thing is that I have my job back in the fall."
"Absolutely, babe. I've already got you on the schedule for Labor Day weekend." He seated us, handed us menus and went back to the front.
"That's a relief. I was afraid this guy Shawn might have decided he wanted to work during the school year."
"You worry too much, Danny."
"Yeah, I know, but I've got nothing else to do."
Just then Billy came out of the kitchen and saw us at his table. He rushed over and pulled me to my feet in a hug and gave me a big kiss.
"Why didn't you tell me you guys were coming in? This is such a great surprise."
A gorgeous blonde guy came up behind Billy and stopped at the table.
"Guys, this is Shawn. Shawn, this is Danny, the love of my life, and our friend, Lucy."
"Ah, I finally meet the famous Danny that everyone is always talking about. They're right; you sure are a cutie. And I've heard quite a bit about you too, Lucy, You're even more beautiful than everyone said."
"We've heard a lot about you too, Shawn. Mark says you're a good waiter."
"I'll have to thank him when I see him Friday, Danny. This crew is a pleasure to work with. They all work together as a team."
"Yeah, I remember." All of a sudden I felt down again. I used to be part of that team. And he had replaced me.
Billy gave us impeccable service, of course, and hung around talking to us as much as he could without neglecting his other tables. Shawn stopped by to chat for a few seconds now and then. But somehow I didn't feel as good as I thought I would. Being there as a customer just reminded me that I didn't really fit in there anymore. Halfway through dinner I looked over at the bar. Billy was standing there waiting for a drink order. Shawn stopped next to him, put his hand on Billy's shoulder and said something in his ear. They both cracked up laughing.
"What's was that look for, Danny?"
"What do you mean, Lucy?"
"It was like you had daggers coming out of your eyes. Who were you glaring at like that?"
"Nobody. I guess my mind was wandering. I wasn't aware I was looking like that."
"Isn't Shawn great, Danny? He's sort of like a grown up version of you."
"What do you mean? I think I'm pretty grown up."
"Don't get mad. I didn't mean you weren't. It's just that you still have so much boy in you. You're grown up in some ways and a kid in others. But Shawn's older. He just radiates assurance. He's definitely all man."
If one more person tells me how great Shawn is I think I'll scream. I know he didn't steal my job but I'm starting to think he's stealing my life. Billy talks about him at home all the time, Mark thinks he's great, now Lucy. He's really taken my place. Where do I fit in now?
I guess I was pretty quiet the rest of the evening after that. When we got home Lucy came up to the apartment for a while.
"What's the matter, baby? I thought going into the city would cheer you up. It seemed to at first but you've been sliding downhill practically since we got to The Restaurant."
"I thought it would be fun being back there and it was at first. But then seeing how Shawn has stepped in and taken over it just reminded me that I don't belong anymore and he does. He's got my job, my friends, even Billy."
"So that's what that look was all about earlier. You're not really jealous of him are you, Danny?"
"Yeah, I guess I am. Why wouldn't I be? He's a good waiter, he's gorgeous, and he's got a great personality. Billy spends more time with him than with me and has lots of fun with him."
"Whoa, Danny. I can understand you feeling left out and maybe resenting Shawn about the job. But you can't possibly be jealous about Billy. You know how much Billy loves you. He's nuts about you."
"I know, Lucy. I keep telling myself that. But seeing him there with Shawn, it's hard. He's supposed to be with me."
"I know I must be starting to sound like a broken record but stop worrying, Danny. Billy loves you. Hasn't he been taking great care of you the past month?"
"Yeah, he has. A little too great, actually. He does everything for me and treats me a little like I'm an invalid, like he's afraid I'm gonna break."
"Well, your surgery really frightened him. He acted like tough old Billy and didn't say anything, of course, but it was obvious that he was really worried."
"I just want everything to go back to the way it was before. Is that asking too much?"
"No, it's perfectly understandable. But you have to realize that there are some things you can't change. Why don't you talk to Billy about starting to work the poker game again? You might feel better if you were making a little money and doing something you used to do."
"Maybe. Billy hasn't wanted me to drive until he's sure I'm completely better but I'll talk to him."
After Lucy left I thought about the poker guys. They all came to see me in the hospital once I was out of ICU and some have come by the apartment to visit. It would be nice to work the games again. They are more fun than work and even though the money isn't much at least I'd be contributing something.
I was still up when Billy came in at two. I'm always up until he gets home. There's no point in my even trying to sleep without him. Even in the hospital it took pills to get me to sleep. Billy stripped off all of his clothes and crawled into bed as soon as he was in the door.
"Man, I'm beat. That commute seems twice as long when I'm alone. It was so great seeing you at the restaurant tonight, baby. What a nice surprise. And I'm glad that you and Shawn finally met. Isn't he a great guy?"
"Yeah, great."
"What's the matter? You don't sound too good."
"I'm fine. Billy, make love to me."
"Danny, we just talked about that. You know there's nothing I want to do more. But it's too soon. Dr. Hanson said you'd be as good as new six weeks after the surgery and I think we should wait. I don't want to take any chances."
"But we made love right after I first saw Dr. Hanson and you were gentle and careful."
"Yeah, and your condition got worse and you had to have surgery. I'm not saying it was because of the sex but let's wait another week, okay? We've been far from celibate since you came home from the hospital but I think fucking may be too strenuous."
"Then how about I blow you? I really want you, Billy."
"You are a horny little devil. And don't think I'm not horny as hell either. I'll take you up on that offer first thing in the morning. Right now I'm really bushed and just want to hold you in my arms and fall asleep feeling your body against mine."
"Well, if you're really that tired, Billy. But there's no way you're getting out of this bed until one or both of us has had an orgasm."
"You say the sweetest things, white boy."