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 is illegal, or if you're not into this type of story, please leave. The story began 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.
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December 1972
Billy
We stopped talking about babies once we all sat down for Thanksgiving dinner but the next afternoon Lucy came over to our house for a while before we had to go into the city to work.
"Okay, boys, we've been talking about this for almost two months. You had a long talk with Aunt Connie yesterday and I've talked to her all week. I think it's time to make a decision. Are we going to do this?"
The three of us just looked back and forth at each other for a minute.
"I think it's pretty obvious that we all want to do this. It's pretty scary to come right out and say it, but we all want to do this. Right?"
"You're right, Danny. I know that I want to, more than ever, now that we've talked about it so much."
"I guess I'll make it unanimous, Luce. I agree with Danny that's it's a pretty overwhelming decision but the more we've talked about it the more all of us wanted to go ahead with it. Now, exactly how do we go about it? We both love you but no way either Danny or me is sleeping with you."
"Don't be absurd, Billy. Of course we're not all gonna have sex with each other. I was talking to Joanne last week and found out she knows all about artificial insemination."
"Jeez, Lucy, is there anyone you haven't told about this?"
"I didn't tell her what we were considering, Danny. She was talking about her work and I steered the conversation around to artificial insemination. She's assisted the doctor doing it several times and knows just how to do it. We could get her to help."
"So you're gonna make it with a dyke instead of one of us?"
"Billy, get your mind out of the gutter. This isn't a sex act we're talking about. It's a medical procedure. Obviously it's going to take a sex act for you to do your part, but somehow I don't think you'll mind that. After that it's purely clinical as far my part goes."
"I guess we'd better talk to Frankie and Joanne about it then. Billy and I will invite them over when we see them at the next Alliance meeting and we can tell them together."
A week later we had the two of them and Lucy over for dinner. We waited until after we'd eaten and we were all comfortable in the living room before we told them our plans and asked for Joanne's help. To say that they were a little bit shocked was putting it mildly.
"You guys have got to be out of your minds. I've never heard of anybody doing this kind of thing."
"It's not that crazy, Frankie. We've met a few lesbian mothers at the Alliance. And artificial insemination is becoming fairly common. Ask Joanne."
"The lesbians we know who have kids have them because they used to be married, Danny. They didn't decide to get pregnant after they came out. And all of the artificial insemination we do at the office is with married couples who have trouble getting pregnant the old-fashioned way. My boss won't even do it on single women."
"Neither will my doctor. That's why we need your help, Joanne. You said you've helped the doctor do it. Think you could do it yourself?"
"I'm positive I could, but are you guys really sure you know what you're doing?"
"We're sure, Joanne. Billy and Danny and I have been discussing it for weeks. We know it's what we want. We really need and want your help but we'll do it ourselves with a turkey baster if we have to."
"You don't have to go that far, Lucy. I'll help out and I'll get all the right supplies from work. Now then, we've got to figure out when to do it."
Joanne asked Lucy lots of questions and as they got into discussing female anatomy Danny and I went into the kitchen for some beer.
"I don't think we need to know all of the details of Lucy's end of things, Danny as long as we can handle our part."
"I know I can handle your part, Billy. I love to handle your part."
"And I love having you handle it, baby. I can't wait to get started on this."
Frankie poked her head into the kitchen.
"Okay, you can come back now. We're done talking about pussy."
"Eeeuw, Frankie, I don't want to even think about that."
"You don't know what you're missing, Danny."
"I know enough to know that I'm not missing anything I want. Billy's got everything I need."
We went back into the living room, bringing beer for the others.
"So it's all set, boys. Joanne has determined that I'll be the most likely to get pregnant around the middle of the month so that's when we're going to do it."
"Okay, that's all the details we need. Just tell us when and where you need one of us to fill a cup and we'll be ready."
"Cut the crap, Billy. You may be a tough guy but you're not superhuman. No way you can fill a cup."
"You know what I mean, Joanne. Just say when."
"Speaking of this, who's going to be the father? Have you decided, Lucy?"
"It doesn't really matter, Frankie. I want to have a baby with both Billy and Danny so it can be either one. I thought maybe Billy would want to go first."
"Hey, why me? How do I get to be first?"
"No reason, Billy. I just picked you because you're sort of the leader and besides, you're a little older."
"Whoopee, he's two days older than me so he gets to be first?"
"Hey, guys, it's no big deal. You'll both get your chance."
Before Frankie and Joanne left we set a date to start. Joanne said it was best to do it three days in a row to increase the odds of success. I wasn't crazy about her instruction that I 'save it up' by not having sex for a few days before we started. At least she picked a Sunday evening so we'd be working all weekend. That might make it easier.
Danny
The closer we got the more excited we got. I think every time we saw Lucy we both asked her if she was still sure. I don't know if we were more afraid she would or wouldn't back out. We both wanted it so bad but as the day neared we got more and more nervous. Billy seemed especially tense. Saturday afternoon before we left for work we got the guest room all set up for Lucy. Joanne was bringing the supplies from the doctor's office with her on Sunday. Billy and I decided we would make love in our room and then give the 'specimen' to Frankie who would take it to Joanne in the guest room.
Sunday we got home from the city a little after seven to find Aunt Connie with the three women waiting for us in the sunroom. We talked for a few minutes and then Joanne suggested we get started.
"We'll take Lucy upstairs to get her ready. You guys go in your room and do what you've got to do. How long do you think you'll be, Billy?"
"Take it easy, ladies. Danny and I haven't made love in three days and we want to take our time and enjoy it. Although we're both so horny it may be quicker than we want."
We all went upstairs and went into our separate rooms after Joanne handed Billy a small cup. Billy closed the door behind us and just stood there with his back against it for a minute while I walked over to the bed. Although I was horny from not having done anything for a couple of days I was a little self-conscious that we were going to make love while the others were in the next room waiting for us to finish.
"C'mon, babe. We don't want to keep them waiting all night."
"Danny, I know we decided this a few weeks ago, but would you mind going first?"
"Me? Why, Billy?"
"It's dumb, I know, but I'm still a little afraid to be a father. I keep thinking about Pop."
"Billy, we've been over and over that. You're not like him. You'll be a great father."
"Probably, but I think it might be easier if you went first, though. I just know I'll love your baby more than anything in the world. That would be the perfect way for me to ease into being a parent."
"I still think you're being silly, but if that's what you want, that's what we'll do. It doesn't matter to Lucy which of us is first but we don't exactly have time to talk it over with her now."
"We could wait nine months and let her figure it out for herself when she has a white baby."
"I think we'd better tell her before that, like in an hour or so, Billy. Besides, what makes you think she and I will have a white baby?"
"I guess we'll just have to wait and see, won't we, Danny? But right now there's something I don't want to wait for. I've been thinking about making love to you all day. I couldn't take my eyes off your hot little butt all afternoon at The Restaurant."
Billy and I stripped each other's clothes off and fell into bed, kissing and groping each other. We were both as hard as steel we were so horny. We made out for a while but had to be careful where we touched each other. We didn't want it to be over before it started. I lay on my back with Billy on top of me. He kissed me fiercely and ran his hands all over my body, sometimes so lightly he was barely touching me, sometimes so roughly he was grabbing and pinching me. He knelt between my thighs and spread my legs a bit. He grabbed the lube from the nightstand and applied some to my hole, pressing some in with one finger, then another. With his other hand he spread some over his hard tool, running his hand up and down the shaft, twisting and squeezing the head slightly in his fist. He wrapped my legs around his waist and inched in closer, pressing his dick down and aiming it at my target. I felt the head press against my lubed pucker. I took a deep breath and pushed out as he pushed in. That big black rod slid right into me, opening me up, burying itself right where it belonged. Once he was all the way in and I felt his tight wiry pubic hair pressed against my butt he leaned forward and kissed me again. Then he pulled back a couple of inches, locked his eyes with mine and smiled.
"Let's make a baby, white boy."
Billy put my legs up over his shoulders and leaned into me, tipping me back until most of my weight and his was on my upper back and shoulders. He slowly pulled almost all the way out of me and then plunged back in. He repeated the move, over and over, a little faster each time. He reached a steady and forceful thrusting rhythm, driving down into me from above. He continued to stare down into my eyes and I looked up into his. After ten minutes of him ramming into me, pressing against my prostate with each thrust, I felt the pressure building up in my balls. I reached over to the table and grabbed the cup and held in under the head of my dick. Billy tipped me back a little more so that my cock was aimed down. My first shot went directly into the cup. It was so forceful I was afraid it would splash right out. It took all of my concentration to hold the cup against the head of my dick as I continued to spasm and shoot. I looked up as Billy gasped and half closed his eyes. I felt him expand within me as he also began to cum. I held the cup steady until Billy's orgasm subsided, then I carefully placed it on the table next to us as Billy leaned down and kissed me.
"Well, in spite of the unusual circumstances, we'll at least be able to honestly tell this child that he or she was created by an act of love."
"You got that right, Billy. And I wish you could stay in me like this all night, but shouldn't we get this stuff to Frankie right away?"
"Yeah, I guess we'd better. You stay there and I'll take it."
"Put your robe on, Billy. We don't want to scare the lesbians."
Lucy
It's odd, but after weeks of talking to Billy and Danny and going over all of the pros and cons of our having babies together to the point where I was beginning to think we were becoming obsessed with it, when it came down to the few days where we were actually going to 'do the deed' all I could think about was Brad. He was always in my heart and somewhere in my mind, but when the weekend arrived, I kept thinking about him in context with what the boys and I were about to do. I talked to Aunt Connie about it Sunday afternoon while Billy and Danny were at work.
"It's strange but I almost feel as if I'm cheating on Brad in some way by doing this, Aunt Connie."
"I can understand where that thought is coming from, Lucy, but you shouldn't think of it that way. It's not like you're forgetting about him and running off to marry another man."
"I know, but I was supposed to be having babies with Brad. We both wanted that so badly. Having a baby with someone else, even if it is Billy, makes me feel a little guilty."
"Don't, honey. You know how much Brad loved the boys. And didn't he always say they'd make great fathers? I think he'd be happy that you're finding a way to live a part of your dream."
"I suppose so. There may or may not be some kind of romance for me a long way down the road but I know that my heart will always belong to Brad. I guess my guilt is just because it's still so soon. It's hard to believe it was seven months ago we got the news."
"Brad knew how much you loved him and he knew how much you love the boys. I wasn't sure about this when you brought it up last month but now I am sure that you're doing the right thing. Yes, it's soon, but it's the right time for all of you. Brad would understand and approve, I think."
"I think he would too. He was a very special man."
The actual procedure was pretty simple. Joanne was a real pro and made me feel totally at ease. From the look on the boys' faces afterwards it was obvious they were enjoying their part. We repeated the whole thing again on Monday and Tuesday nights. By the third time it was becoming a bit routine, though Billy and Danny didn't seem to think so. After each time Joanne wanted me to lie in bed for a while so everyone came into the guest room to talk once she was done.
"So what's next, Joanne?"
"It's pretty much wait and see, Danny. If Lucy's not pregnant in a month we'll do it all over again."
"Shouldn't three times in a row be enough?"
"Just like in real sex, once is often all it takes, Frankie, but it can be pretty random. At work we usually run all kinds of fertility tests first so we have a better idea of the odds, but since we couldn't do that we just have to assume Lucy and Billy are normal."
"Um, I think you mean Lucy and Danny. I chickened out at the last minute."
"You didn't chicken out, Billy. You just acted like a gentleman and let me go first."
"Yeah, right, whatever you say, Danny."
"I hope you're not disappointed or mad, Lucy. We would have told you first but it was kind of a last minute change and then we got a little tied up."
"No, I'm not disappointed, Danny. It's a nice surprise. The next one can be Billy's. It really doesn't matter who is first. These kids are going to have two fathers no matter what."
Mark
It's been a very confusing fall. Law school is a lot tougher than college was but I'm doing all right with it. Peter's job is going well though the hours are long. At least he can bring some of his work home so he does that while I study for school. Work is going well, the money's good and, though it is work it is also fun most of the time. But I just can't figure out where my head is the rest of the time.
After that night where I did those two other guys at the baths Peter and I fell back into our usual routine, at least most of the time. We'd go there and watch the others but have sex with each other. Except when I had a bit too much to drink or smoke, which was probably more often than it should have been. When I was high I didn't mind if others joined in; in fact, I loved it when they did. One time a guy sucked me off while Peter fucked me. Another time I sucked someone while getting fucked. That reminded me of that night in the back room bar in Boston but I was so high I didn't care. And there were more nights when I sucked more than one guy. I don't think it's so much that I'm getting into being a slut. I just feel so emotionally needy all the time. I keep it bottled up but when I'm high it all comes out. The sexual activity seems to relieve my emotional needs, at least for a few minutes. It doesn't last, but it's a bit of comfort when it's happening. And Peter really seems to like it. One Saturday morning in November after one of my sluttier performances we talked about it and further refined the rules of our relationship.
"Are you sure you don't mind when I do other guys, Peter?"
"You know I don't mind, babe. I think it's hot, watching you with guys, especially when I'm doing you."
"It's just so weird. I really get into it when it's happening but afterward the thought just doesn't do anything for me."
"It must be satisfying some need in you, Mark, or you wouldn't do it, much less enjoy it. Like I told you before, don't think about it so much, just go with it."
"Easier said than done, Peter. I do go with it but I can't stop my brain from thinking about it."
"I've been doing a little thinking about this too and I have a proposition for you. I know you've never liked the idea that I might be getting it on with other guys, so how about this? I won't be with any other guy, except when I'm with you. We'll do threesomes but other than that, it's just you and me. Nothing outside the relationship. How do you feel about that?"
I thought about that for a few minutes before I answered.
"I'm not sure. Don't get me wrong, I love the idea that you wouldn't be out somewhere doing some guy and I've gotten off on what we've done at the baths. But it's been pretty limited and not that often. Like, it's always been me doing somebody while you do me. I don't know how I'd feel if it was you doing someone else in front of me. And it hasn't really involved fucking either, just a little oral sex on the side. I'm not sure how much of this I could get into or even if I want to continue doing it very long."
"We'll just take it as it comes, Mark. Anything either of us isn't comfortable with we just won't do. It'll be sort of trial and error for a while. Okay, babe?"
"Yeah, I guess so. Can't hurt to try. But I'd really rather not tell our friends about it, not yet, anyway. Let's just keep it between us."
"Sure thing, Mark. It's really nobody else's business, anyway."
Billy
With it being our first Christmas in our new home, Danny and I wanted to have a little party although we didn't think it was appropriate to make it too much like a celebration. We were all still mourning in our own ways and had agreed to have a low-keyed holiday. Danny and I finally decided on a little informal open house for our friends a few days before Christmas. Since we worked weekends it had to be during the week so it was easy not to make it a big party. Just some food, drinks and friends. A few guys from Rutgers stopped in, several members of the Alliance, our poker pals, even a few neighbors. And Lucy, Aunt Connie, Mark and Peter, of course.
We'd talked it over with Lucy and we all decided not to say anything to anyone about the baby project until much later, at least until after Lucy was pregnant. Everyone would find out eventually; we just didn't want to spend the whole evening going through the same explanations and answering the same questions over and over. We swore Frankie and Joanne to secrecy.
Mark brought along his little brother, Jamie, who wasn't so little any more. He was a junior in high school and had finally grown to the point where he looked his age. Jamie followed me into the kitchen at one point when I was going for more ice.
"Do you guys think Mark is doing okay?"
"What do you mean, Jamie?"
"Well, he just isn't himself any more. I know he's still really upset about Brad. We all are. But Mark just doesn't seem to be all there lately when I talk to him."
"I guess I know what you're talking about. It's hard to put my finger on it, it's like he's distracted or moody or something. Danny and I are hoping to find some time over the holidays to talk to him alone. We've seen so little of him lately."
"Yeah, and he's always with Peter. I don't trust him."
"Oh come on, Jamie. Mark and Peter have had some rough spots in their relationship but overall Peter's a pretty good guy and really cares about Mark."
"I suppose so, but there's just something about him I never liked, right from the beginning. It was just the opposite with that guy Joe that Mark used to go out with. I liked him a lot."
"Joe's a great guy, Jamie. Unfortunately, the timing just wasn't right for him and Mark."
"Do you and Danny ever see him?"
"Now and then. He finished school and works at St. Vincent's as a physical therapist but he stops by The Restaurant sometimes. He's doing really well."
"I'm glad. So are you sure you're going to talk to Mark, Billy? I'm worried about him."
"Don't worry, Jamie. We'll keep an eye on him."
Jamie went back out to the living room and I took the ice into the dining room. He's a pretty perceptive kid. Danny and I have been going out with Peter and Mark Fridays after work most of the fall and we've both been a little concerned about Mark's mood. We're definitely going to have to talk to him.
Danny
We had a quiet Christmas with Aunt Connie and Lucy at our house. We had had Thanksgiving dinner next door because that holiday is more about food and Aunt Connie is the expert on that. But Christmas, in addition to the religious significance, is about the decorations and Billy and I are both really into it, so we decided to celebrate at our house. Of course, Aunt Connie 'helped out' a bit with the cooking.
It's funny, after talking about almost nothing but having babies for the last two months, once we had done the three tries with Joanne earlier in the week we almost hadn't mentioned it. It's as if we were all talked out about it or maybe we were all holding our breath to see if it was gonna work. Of course, it had only been a few days and we were busy with the open house and last minute shopping. Maybe that was it.
Mark came over after dinner to exchange gifts and visit for a while. Peter was spending the day with his family in New York. After a while Aunt Connie excused herself and went home, leaving the four of us to talk.
"It really sucks to be apart on Christmas, doesn't it, Mark? I hated it freshman year when Danny and I were each with our families and couldn't be with each other."
"Yeah, well, since neither of us is out to our families it would be hard to explain the two of us being together with one family or the other. So we stayed in last night and had a nice Christmas Eve together."
"Have you given any more thought to coming out to your parents?"
"Not much, Danny. With everything else going on it just hasn't seemed that important. I mean, I know I'm going to have the talk with them sometime soon, but there's no rush. They already know, it's just a matter of getting it out into the open. I think they'll take it pretty well. After all, we now know what a real family tragedy is like. That puts it in perspective a little, I think."
"Are you doing all right with everything, Mark? Sometimes when we've seen you lately you've seemed a little distracted, a little out of it."
"You're sounding like Jamie, Billy. I guess I'm doing all right. I'm not great, but I'm getting by. I know I'm drinking and getting high too much but it's not out of control or interfering with work or school. So I guess I'm okay."
"You should watch the booze and dope, Mark. They can sneak up on you."
"I'm okay, Danny. I just need a little help now and then. It's not like I'm gonna be like this forever. This mood of mine will pass eventually and I'll get back to normal."
"I hope that happens soon. How is everything with Peter?"
"Good. He's been really good to me, taking care of me. And we're fine-tuning our relationship a bit. I think it's heading in the right direction."
It seemed to me that Mark was holding back when he said that. I wasn't sure if he was covering up something or what. Maybe I was just feeling a bit guilty because we still hadn't told him what we were doing with Lucy. We wanted to wait and surprise everyone but I still felt bad. After all, Mark was family. I decided to talk to Billy and Lucy about letting Mark in on the secret soon. It was bad enough that he was living in the city and we didn't get to see much of him. I didn't want our lines of communication to break down.
Mark hung around for a little while longer then went back to his parents' place before catching the train into the city. Lucy left a little while later after informing us that she had plans for the three of us in the morning so we shouldn't sleep too late. She's sweet but it's a little obvious that she's trying to keep our spirits up the day after Christmas.
Lucy
Another December 26 and another year of trying to keep the boys from getting too depressed about their families. I figured a day of baby planning would definitely take their minds off it. I was right for a while.
I let myself in their back door, put on a pot of coffee and then went upstairs to wake them. They were wrapped around each other, lying naked in the middle of their huge bed with a sheet and blanket only covering their lower legs. They looked so beautiful and also sexy as hell.
"If we're gonna have little kids running around this house you two are going to have to start wearing pajamas."
Danny stirred a bit but didn't open his eyes. Billy pulled him in tighter and squinted at me.
"You gonna give us a little privacy, girl, or do you want to watch us blow each other? We've got a little morning routine we don't like to miss out on."
"I'll go downstairs and make breakfast, Billy. Don't be too long."
"You know full well that we're both plenty long, Luce."
"You're not even awake and you're talking trash, Billy. You must have been born in the gutter."
"Better get out of here or you'll see more than you want, Lucy. You know better than to get Billy started."
The boys came down to the kitchen a half hour later, shaved and showered and looking wide-awake. Danny did seem to ease himself down into a chair rather gingerly though.
"Okay, guys, have some breakfast and then we're going out. I've decided we should start looking at baby stuff."
"Already? Don't you think we should wait a while? You may not even be pregnant yet, Lucy."
"I don't mean we should buy anything now, Danny, just start looking around and get an idea of what we're going to need and what it's going to cost."
"Before we can do that we should have some idea of what our living arrangements are going to be. Like, are the kids gonna live here with Danny and me or next door with you and Aunt Connie?"
"I've been thinking about that for a while and I'm not sure. I think we'll just have to wait and see how it works out, kind of play it by ear."
"But we have to make some kind of preparations. Not now, but definitely before the baby comes."
"I thought we could use this house as our base to start. You boys have more space available than Aunt Connie. I could move into the guest room around the time the baby is due and we could set up one of the empty rooms upstairs as a nursery. Then after the second baby is born we could take a look at things and see the best way to go from there. Maybe a room in each house for the kids. They could go back and forth. It's not like there's any distance involved."
"A lot depends on whether we have two girls, two boys or one of each. We don't know just how much room we'll need."
"I think they can share a room when they're small no matter what sex they are, Billy. Separate rooms will only be an issue when they get older."
"This is getting complicated, Lucy. We didn't talk about practical stuff like this before. Maybe we should hold off a while until we figure all of this out."
"It may be a little late for that, Danny. Don't worry, this isn't such a big deal. It'll all work itself out."
"I hope so, Lucy. This is a huge thing we're doing here. It better all work out."
"You worry too much, Danny. Lucy's right, we'll figure it out."
We went out to a furniture store specializing in kid's stuff and looked around most of the day. We were pretty amazed at how many different things you needed for babies. I was thinking that a crib was pretty much it. We started feeling a little overwhelmed so we went for a late lunch at Cutter's.
"This is all gonna cost a lot of money, Lucy. Billy and I are pretty much broke after buying the house and what furniture we have so far. It didn't occur to me we'd need so much stuff."
"Yeah, Luce. Danny and I are saving a little each week and we only have one more semester of school to pay for but I don't know if we can afford all this."
"You have nine months to save up, guys. And don't forget about me. I'm one of the parents too. I've got some money in the bank. We'll be fine."
"Billy and I will be teaching in the fall so we should be making more money then. I guess we'll make out all right."
"It's too bad we're not on good terms with our parents. Grandparents are always a big help with babies."
"Billy, did you have to bring that up, today of all times? One of the reasons for this window shopping trip was to take your minds off your parents."
"You think we don't know that and love you for thinking of it, Lucy? But don't worry about us. After three years Danny and I are pretty used to the situation. It's still sucks but it doesn't hurt as much any more. Not like it used to, anyway."
"But there are still times I miss them so much. I know we're being so grown up talking about having children of our own but sometimes I feel overwhelmed and just want to be a kid again and go home and let my parents take care of me. Sometimes it's just so hard being an adult."
"Yeah, it is hard, Danny, and it's a lot of work but it's worth it. We can look at our lives and what we've got and know that we did it ourselves. Nobody gave it to us. This life may be hard at times but it's all ours. We earned it."
"Yeah, Billy, I'm pretty proud of what we've done, too, and I know I can't ever go back to being a kid. I don't even know what kind of relationship I could have with my parents at this point. But it's kind of sad to think that by this time next year they'll be grandparents and they won't even know it."
"Are you thinking of trying to talk to them, Dan?"
"You know I'm always thinking about it, Billy. Sometimes so much I think it's gonna drive me crazy. Sometimes it's just a little thought in the back of my mind. When we started talking about this baby business I didn't think of them so much because I thought you were going to be first. But after we switched I thought about it a little. Then again, the day after Christmas I always think of them."
"So, what do you think?"
"I don't know. If they couldn't understand and accept me being gay, I can't imagine how they'd react to something like this. They might be ready to come around on the gay issue but this baby thing could make them flip out again. I just don't know."
"Well, we've got a long time to think about it, babe. You know whatever you decide, I'm there for you."