Long Time Companion

 by: Hankster

© 2010 by the Author

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Chapter 5

As he was finishing his shrimp cocktail appetizer, Billy asked.  “Can you fill me in on a story I’ve heard lots about, but I never got any of the details?”

“What’s that?” Adam asked.

“Well, how did Hans and Ben Richter identify the bigots who painted ‘faggots’ on your front door?  Also I never heard what happened when you guys and my dad went over to confront them.  I was too young to know about it then, and when my dad started to tell me the story years later, we somehow got interrupted by something and I never got the whole account.”

Adam began, “Ben and Hans told me that when the Nazi guards came to round up the Jews and the homosexuals to take them to the ‘showers’ (which of course was a euphemism for ‘gas chambers,’) they always had sweet as apple pie smiles on their faces.  They would grin and tell those poor souls to strip for the baths.  They would then march them to the showers smiling and singing all the way.  Well, you can bet those two guys knew a real smile from a phony one and that’s how they were able to spot the Grangers right away.

“The Grangers lived at the end of the street.  You won’t remember them because they moved shortly after we confronted them.  They were a father and a son.  Rumor had it that their wife and mother had disappeared one night to avoid further physical abuse by her husband.  It was just a rumor mind you.  Nobody knew for sure.

“Several weeks after the incident, Hans came to me with a report from a detective agency he had hired to investigate them.  It seems that Robert Granger, Sr. had been active in the German Bund prior to the war.  He had been a well known sympathizer to the Nazi cause.  He and his wife never had children.  He was always physically abusive to her, and finally she left him.  Robert, Jr. was not a blood relative.  The detective did not know how the two met, but one day Junior just moved in.

“The two of them had moved to our street just six months before Evan and I did.  Why they never bothered the Richters, I’ll never know.  Maybe it was because they were living on our street first.  Maybe it was because they and Hans could attest to the holocaust, which the Grangers were heard to say never happened.  Whatever the reason, they chose to vent their hatred on us.

“So one Saturday morning, when we knew that both of them were home from work, Evan and I, your dad, Ben, Hans and Barry marched over and knocked on their door.  They must have been scared shitless when they saw all us big guys standing there.  Senior answered the door.  He had a robe on and obviously nothing underneath.  At first he registered shock.  Then came the phony smile.  We didn’t wait for an invitation to enter.  We just pushed past him.  It never occurred to us that we were trespassing, and they could have had us all arrested.

“This was before videotapes were invented.  We got a real shock when we rushed in to the house.  There was a male porno film showing on a movie screen.  Junior was lying on the couch naked sporting a rather impressive hard-on.   It was obvious to all, that the phony father and son were homosexual lovers.  Imagine the hypocrisy.

“Hans was our spokesman.  He really reamed into them.  Among a million other threats, he threatened to out them to the community and to their employers.  We left that house laughing and in a complete state of disbelief.  Within a week, they were gone and nobody knew where they went and nobody cared.  The house remained empty and the lawn became an unsightly mess.  The police feared that they might be dead inside so they got a warrant and broke in.  The contents of the house were in tact, but all their clothes were gone.  The interesting thing is that the police found an equal amount of male pornography and Nazi propaganda.  Eventually the house was repossessed by the bank.  They cleaned it up and it was eventually sold to a lovely newly wed couple.  Ironically, they were Jewish.”

Adam started to laugh and Billy laughed too.  “Yes, of course,” he said.  The Levy’s lived there.”

After dinner, Billy walked Adam back to his apartment.  He called for a cab from there, and before he left, he begged Adam to come for that long awaited visit to Los Angeles.  “If you think the trip is too much for you, maybe your friend Jamie would like to come too to help you out.  I’d gladly pay for his expenses.” 

Before taking off, Billy knocked on Jamie’s door to say goodbye and once again he offered Jamie an invitation to come with Adam for an all expense paid vacation in LA. 

“Wow, that’s certainly an offer to consider,” Jamie said.  “I promise to give it serious thought and discuss it with Adam.” 

Before retiring, Jamie looked in on Adam.  “How are you doing, fella?” he asked. 
“Do you need anything?”

“It’s been a long tough day, but I’m OK now.  Billy’s visit somehow revitalized me.”

“I can see that,” Jamie said, “and that’s a good reason for us to consider that trip to LA come August.  I’ll talk to you about it tomorrow.  You get to sleep now.”

Adam brushed his teeth and then stripped.  He climbed into bed and thought.  Well, the worst is over.  The fear of seeing Evan put into the ground and covered up is over now.  All that remains is for me to learn how to live without Evan at my side.  He wondered if he could.  He didn’t think it would be possible.

As Adam began to doze off, he began to feel uneasy.  Suddenly he was racked with guilt.  He remembered back to a time when he had cheated on Evan.  Afterwards, he had agonized whether he should confess to Evan or let it drop.  In the end he did not tell Evan.  The years passed and he forgot all about it, but the thought of it would recur at odd moments.

***

He, Evan and Eve were chatting and drinking at a table in The Male Room.  They were waiting for Eve’s partner to arrive.  Suddenly Adam felt Eve’s hand on his thigh.  He thought Eve might be groping him, but he realized that all she was trying to do was put something into his pocket.  He moved slightly to accommodate her.  When the task was done, Eve brought her hand back on top of the table.

Tom Peterson finally arrived, and Adam and Evan were surprised.  Tom was at least thirty years older than Eve, well into his sixties.  Yet he was lean and virile looking and very, very handsome.  After the introductions were made, Eve looked at Adam and said, “You’ll love this Adam.  Tom picked me up on the subway a couple of years ago and I went home with him.  The rest is for the history books.”  Tom looked inquisitive so Eve filled him in on how he had picked Adam up on a subway and taken his virginity.  Adam blushed a deep crimson.

They all had a couple of drinks together and then went their separate ways.  As soon as they got to the dorm, Adam rushed to the bathroom.  He removed a card from his pocket.  It was Eve’s.  It read “Evan Fury” and contained his phone number.  Eve had written on the card:  Please call.  Let’s have some fun.  Adam placed the card in his wallet. 

Evan had a final exam early the next morning.  As soon as he was gone, Adam called Eve.  They began a conspiracy.

Adam said he would tell Evan that he had to go to New Brunswick on Sunday.  He would tell him that he wouldn’t be long, and he should remain in their apartment and study for the remaining final exam.  Eve told him that he would reserve a room at a hotel near the campus and they could spend the day together.  All this happened at the wrong time.  Adam could hardly concentrate on his exams.  All he could think about was being with Eve.  He wasn’t even feeling guilty. 

He thought Sunday would never come.  Evan kissed him goodbye as he left and reminded him to be back early to study for their last final exam the next day.  Adam assured him that he would.

He reached the hotel and looked around before going in.  He asked the clerk for Evan Fury’s room number and ran up the stairs rather than use the elevator.  He rapped loudly on the door.  The door opened and strong arms dragged him inside.  Eve was naked and he quickly closed and bolted the door.  He was all over Adam and stripped him rapidly.  All the while he was removing Adam’s clothes, he was kissing him passionately. 

When Adam was naked, Eve took a good look at him.  My God you have filled out and matured,” Eve said. “You are gorgeous.”  He pulled Adam down on the bed and went down on him.  Adam had dreamed of this moment for six years, and for the past week the thought of this moment had obsessed him.  He came quickly, and Eve swallowed his spunk hungrily. 

When he calmed down, he rolled Eve over and proceeded to suck his cock.  Eve took a little longer to gush down Adam’s throat, but not by much.   Afterward the two lay side by side, catching their breaths. 

“That was fantastic,” Eve said.  Adam wanted to agree but he couldn’t.  He realized that what had just happened was pure lust.  There wasn’t an iota of love in it. 

I’ve been a fucking idiot, Adam thought. I love you so much, Evan.  Why did I ever do this?  I must be out of my mind.

“Do you think we can get in one fuck apiece before you leave?” Eve asked.

“Gee, I’m really sorry, but I have a final exam in the morning and I told Evan I’d get home early so we could study together.”  Adam jumped up and got dressed rapidly.

“It’s been great,” he said.  He gave Eve a quick kiss and ran out of the room and back to Evan.  He never saw Eve again, nor did he want to.  Unfortunately, the remembrance of the incident would come to him at odd times, and he would be racked with guilt.  He prayed often that Evan would never find out.  As far as he knew Evan never did.  He felt sure that Evan would have forgiven him anyway, if he had ever found out.

***

Surprisingly, Adam slept well all night.  When the sunlight poured into his room and awakened him, he felt truly rested.  He was also surprised that he felt surprisingly at peace.  The funeral had provided some closure for him.  Evan was gone and he had to come to grips with it.  He dialed Jamie’s number and told him that he would meet him in the dining room for breakfast.  Then he hopped out of bed and started his morning routine.

For the first time in more than sixty years, Adam was a single man, and he swore to adjust to it for whatever time he had left.  He was healthy, and although Jamie drove him around, he was perfectly capable of getting around on his own.  He was also aware that there were many senior groups that met on a regular basis at the GLCC.  He vowed to check some of them out.  He and Evan had attended a gay church intermittently, and he decided to go more often and meet new people.

At breakfast he told Jamie about his not so New Year resolutions and Jamie was pleased as punch. 

“Good for you,” he said.  “I was truly worried about you, but I feel better now.  Any chance some of those groups you are talking about would let in a token straight guy?  They sound like fun.  I wouldn’t mind going to church with you.  I haven’t gone in years.”

“I’m sure it can happen,” Adam said.  “They wouldn’t dare allow themselves to be accused of discrimination, now would they?”

“Speaking of gay men, that Billy Bingham friend of yours sure is a handsome dude.  Tell me about him.”

“There’s not much to tell.  He grew up next door to us.  Evan and I adored him.  He was the son we would never have.  I guess Billy felt the same way.  He was always coming over to hang out with us.  When he was a young boy, it was fine, but when he continued to hang out with us when he was in high school, we should have suspected something.  Neither Evan nor I ever had the least suspicion that Billy was gay.  He certainly never confided in us until he had been in a relationship for over three years.  When he did come out to us we were as shocked as everyone.  I think he looked to us to be there for him in case his folks didn’t support him.  He didn’t have to worry.  His parents loved him too much.  His partner Fred’s folks disowned him, and the Binghams treated Fred like their own son. 

“When the boys moved to LA, we were devastated.  We saw each other off and on in the early years, but after some time, they just stopped visiting their folks in Florida.  Instead, the parents began to take an annual vacation in California.  We often talked about the four of us going together, but it somehow never happened.  It’s something I’ll always regret.”

“Then I think we should plan to go this coming August,” Jamie said.

“Yes, and I intend to call Billy at least once a week from now on.  Aside from you, he’s the only family I have left.”

Jamie was very moved that Adam considered him to be family.  After breakfast they parted.  Adam put on a swimsuit and went down to the pool.  He wanted to soak up some warm sun.  He found a lounge chair and sat down facing the sun.  He put a towel across his legs and closed his eyes.

***

“We should plan a trip to LA to visit Billy and Fred,” Adam said.

“Sure, no problem, if you can figure out when,” Evan replied.  “Since I became volunteer coordinator at the GLCC, I can’t put two weeks together without some activity requiring my attention.”

“They got along without you in the past, and they’ll get along without you for two weeks in the present,” Adam replied, very peeved.  “Never mind going to Los Angeles, we haven’t had any vacation time since you volunteered your services over there.”

“I know, I know.  But I can’t get anyone to assist me and take over for a few days.”

Adam shook his head sadly.  “These young guys are only interested in the bars, booze, drugs and sex.  Service is a word that just isn’t in their vocabularies.”

“You’re right, but think of it this way.  They’ll get older someday too, and then maybe they’ll think about service to their communities.”

“If they survive their hedonism,” Adam commented sarcastically. 

***

So the years flew by and they still didn’t ever visit Los Angeles.  Now Billy’s parents and Evan were all gone.  No more procrastinating, Adam resolved.  This afternoon, during lunch, he and Jamie would sit down and plan when they could go out west.  Then he would call Billy and Fred and make sure the dates were good with them.

At lunch he discussed his resolve with Jamie who couldn’t be more supportive and enthusiastic.

“I was stationed in San Diego for a while when I was in the navy, and I haven’t gone back out west since then,” he informed Adam.  “I’ll bet it’s changed a ton.”

After lunch, they took out their calendars.  “Billy said that we should come in August when Fred would be home for two weeks, but I never asked him when in August,” Adam lamented.

“I’ll bet it’s the last two weeks, and he’ll be home until after the Labor Day holiday,” Jamie suggested.  “Anyway, it doesn’t matter.  I have no pressing engagements during August or the Labor Day Weekend.”

“I think I can clear my calendar also, if I have to,” Adam said, and he started to laugh.  Jamie was so pleased.  It was the first time Adam had laughed since Evan died.  That evening Adam called Billy and arranged for a visit the last week of August through Labor Day.  Billy was delighted, but he was sorry that the visit was more than three months away, and for such a short time.

Over the next two weeks, Jamie and Adam busied themselves making travel arrangements, and checking the average temperatures in LA at that time of year, so they could decide what clothing to pack.

Finally Jamie said, “This is crazy.  We aren’t going to Siberia.  If we have to buy some clothing there in order to be appropriate, so be it.”  Adam agreed.

Adam and Evan were homebodies.  Neither of them cared much for travel.  That might explain why they had really never gotten up the energy to visit Billy and Fred all these years.  About the only trip they had ever made was on a gay cruise out of Port Everglades.  They were in their seventies then, and as much as they enjoyed the eye candy, they really didn’t participate much in the on board activities.  They enjoyed the company of the much younger people at their dining table, but not enough to see them again.  They, Hans and Barry had talked about doing a trip like this for years, but somehow they never did.  Hans and Barry were gone by the time Adam and Evan finally decided to take the cruise.

Thinking back on it, Adam concluded that he and Evan had been too much in love, and had not needed other people in their lives.  Consequently they had not made any really close buddies except Hans and Barry.  Well, it’s too late to change now, Adam thought, and thank God for Jamie.  For the first time he wished that Jamie was gay so that he could attend some gay events with him.  But hadn’t Jamie asked to join him anyhow?  One of the gay senior groups was having a Memorial Day picnic and Adam decided to ask Jamie if he would like to go. 

“You don’t think I’d let you go alone,” Jamie joked.  “Why those horny vultures would be all over you.  So I have to be there to protect you.”

“Very funny,” Adam quipped back.  “What if I want them all over me?”  They both laughed heartily.

In the end Jamie went to two gay picnics with Adam, and he had a good time.   The first was the Memorial Day Picnic and the second was the July 4^th picnic.  Jamie met someone at the Memorial Day picnic who looked familiar to him.  He thought it might be an old high school acquaintance named Tim Dougherty.  He encountered him and it was indeed Tim from high school.

“Christ,” Tim said, “I wish I knew you were gay back then.  I would have been more interested in you.’

“Cool down,” Jamie said.  “I’m not gay.  I’m just kind of enjoying taking care of Adam.”  Jamie and Tim spent a lot of time revisiting their high school days, and Tim came to visit him and Adam at The Sunnydale House a couple of times before July 4^th.

They all met up again at the July 4^th picnic.  Again Tim and Jamie were lost in conversation.  At one point, Adam asked Jamie jokingly if he was thinking of switching teams.  “The sex is really good,” Adam advised Jamie.

To which Jamie answered rather cryptically.  “At my age it might be a good thing to try everything at least once before it’s too late.”  Then he went right back to Tim leaving Adam talking to other friends.  Since Evan’s death, Adam had joined a couple of senior groups and was making more gay friends than he had ever had before, and so was Jamie who accompanied him everywhere.

Adam was even more curious when Jamie told him that Tim was coming to The Sunnydale House to have dinner with them Saturday evening.  After dinner there was a free movie at the facility which they could all enjoy.

Adam might have been old, but there was nothing wrong with his night vision.  In the darkened theater, he glanced over to Jamie who was sitting on his right.  Tim was sitting to the right of Jamie.  Tim’s hand was on Jamie’s crotch and he was clearly massaging it.  Jamie’s hand was reaching over to Tim, but Adam could not see where it landed.

Smiling to himself, he leaned over to Jamie and whispered, “I’m not enjoying this movie and I’m rather tired.  Excuse me now.  I’m going to my apartment.  Please say goodnight to Tim for me.”

Once back in his apartment, he listened intently to any sounds he might hear from next door.  Less than five minutes later, he distinctly heard Jamie’s door open and then close.  Very shocked, but extremely happy at what might be going on, Adam retired for the night.  Try as hard as he could, Adam could not hear anything coming from next door. 

As soon as Jamie locked the door behind them, Tim asked, “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Yes, I’m sure,” Jamie answered.  “Aren’t you?”

Tim smiled.  “Damn sure,” he said. 

“How do we go about it?” Jamie asked, a wee bit bewildered.

Tim laughed.  “Let’s just sit down on the sofa, hold hands and talk.”  He led Jamie to the sofa and they sat side by side.  Their bodies were touching.

“I hope this won’t gross you out, but just like with heterosexuals, we usually start by kissing and petting.  The kissing may gross you out this first time, but once you get into it and start tonguing your partner, the rest comes easier.”

“Shouldn’t we get undressed?” Jamie asked in all innocence.

“We will, in time.  Don’t rush it.  I’m not going anywhere.  We have all night.”  That having been said, Tim leaned into Jamie and planted a chaste kiss on his lips.  At the same time, he placed a hand on Jamie’s knee.  After the kiss he pulled away and smiled at Jamie who looked scared shitless.

“Relax,” Tim said and he leaned into Jamie again.  This time he kissed him with his lips parted.  Jamie was astounded how nice the kiss felt.  It was just like any kiss he had ever shared with a woman.  He kissed back, parting his lips.  Involuntarily he placed a hand on Tim’s thigh.

“That’s it,” Tim said.  “Relax and enjoy.”  With that, he forced his tongue into Jamie’s mouth, which turned out to be a ready receptacle.  As their kissing became more passionate, Tim’s hand went further up Jamie’s knee until he found the crotch which Jamie had willingly given him in the darkened movie theater.

Jamie made a little moaning sound, encouraging Tim to proceed.  He undid Jamie’s belt and pulled down the zipper.  He slipped his hand under Jamie’s shorts and grasped his growing cock. Until then no man had ever touched Jamie there.  It was the sole property of his wife and the few women he had fucked along the way.  Tim gently stroked Jamie’s cock with a feathery touch.  Jamie was glad to note that it was as good as any woman’s touch.

“Aaah,” Jamie let out an involuntary sigh.  “That feels so nice.”

“Wouldn’t you like to do that to me?” Tim asked.  He let loose of Jamie and pulled down his own pants and boxer shorts, allowing Jamie full access.  Jamie stared at Tim’s erect missile.  It was neither too large nor too small, and Jamie stared at it much too long before finally getting up the courage to take it in his hand,  It felt so soft on the outside and so hard beneath the skin.  Jamie was pleased that it was such a nice feeling.

“Now that we are both hard,” Tim said, “let’s get undressed and give your bed a work out.”  He pulled up his pants so as not to trip.  They both scurried into the bedroom and undressed rapidly.  When they were naked, Tim grabbed hold of Jamie.  He rubbed their bodies together, and resumed kissing Jamie with his mouth open and his tongue hungry to find Jamie’s. 

“Lie on your back,” Tim said gently to Jamie.  Jamie did just that, but instinctively he set his feet wide apart.  Tim lay down on top of him and resumed the kissing.  He reached underneath them and began to stroke Jamie’s cock.

“God,” Jamie muttered.  “It’s been forever since anyone touched me there.”  He reached underneath and found Tim’s cock which he enveloped in his fist.  Tim was happy but shocked.  He expected Jamie to be more reticent.  This was a turning point in the love making and in Jamie’s life.  At this moment, Jamie became a full participant.  He was no longer passive.

Tim could sense Jamie’s hunger and he scooted down until he was breathing on Jamie’s pulsating cock.  He held Jamie’s testicles in one hand and grasped his cock with the other.  He pulled down the foreskin and began to lick Jamie’s purple head.  He felt Jamie recoil, but he knew that it wasn’t from the blow job, but from a too sensitive head.  Tim had been with many men who could not bear to have the head stimulated.  He took Jamie’s cock fully into his mouth and Jamie totally relaxed.  Tim’s tongue began to lick up and down Jamie’s shaft.  Every so often, he released it and he licked Jamie’s balls.  At those times, Jamie lifted his buttocks trying to force more of his balls into Tim’s mouth.

Jamie was thinking that Adam was right.  The sex was fantastic, but at his age it was taking him a long time to cum.  He couldn’t help thinking that in his youth he would have cum twice already.  He wondered if Tim would have the stamina to bring him to climax.  He didn’t have to wonder long.  Suddenly the feeling he was feeling refreshed his memory.  He was beginning to feel that undeniable pleasure.  “Please don’t stop,” he stuttered to Tim.  Tim had no intention of stopping.  He felt Jamie’s balls shriveling, and knew that he was close.

Jamie gushed into Tim’s mouth.  He hadn’t had an orgasm in a very long time, but even so, he did not produce much sperm.  Tim kept right on sucking and Jamie had to beg him to stop.  “My head is too sensitive,” he informed Tim while he was gasping for air.

Tim scooted up the bed and lay side by side with Jamie.  He put his hand gently on Jamie’s diminished cock.  Tim had devoured every drop of Jamie’s juices and Jamie was perfectly clean.

“Do you think that you could do that to me?” Tim asked.  Before Jamie could answer, Tim said.  “If it would gross you out, do you think you could at least whack me off?”  Jamie turned to Tim and put his finger on Tim’s mouth to silence him.

“I’ve gone this far,” he said.  “Do you think I’m going to chicken out now?”  He leaned over and took Tim’s very hard cock into his mouth.

The next morning Adam pondered whether or not he should call Jamie about breakfast.  In the end, he decided to call him.  If he didn’t call, he reasoned, Jamie would know that Adam knew that Tim had gone to his apartment the night before.  As he reached for the phone, it rang.  It was Jamie who told him that he would be over in five minutes.  He also told Adam that he wanted to talk to him for a few minutes before they went to breakfast.  Adam could well imagine what he wanted to talk about and practiced being surprised or shocked or whatever.

There was a knock on the door, and Adam let Jamie in.  Jamie sat right down on a chair in the living room.  “I had sex with Tim last night,” he blurted out.  “Male sex!”

“And??”

“It was wonderful.  All of it, and I don’t feel guilty or dirty or anything.  I feel good.”

“How about Tim?” Adam asked.

“He just left a few minutes ago.  He said I was great and he wants us to see more of each other.  Do you mind?”

Adam began to laugh.  “Of course not.  Now we can all go to gay events together, and you don’t have to feel like an outsider.”

“I’ve got news for you,” Jamie said.  “I never did feel like an outsider.”

To be continued...

Posted: 05/07/10