Long Time Companion

 by: Hankster

© 2010 by the Author

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Chapter 8

This time when they entered the restaurant they were immediately taken to a table.  As soon as they were seated, the twinkie waiter handed them menus.  Fred informed him that they were waiting for one more guest to join them.  Having said that, his cell phone rang.  “Jim.  Where are you?” he asked.  He listened a few minutes, said “OK,” and closed his phone.

“Jim’s stuck in traffic on the 101, but he should be here in about 15 minutes.  Let’s have a drink.”  He waved to the young waiter who came running.  They all ordered a cocktail.  Fred made a toast to their friendship and everyone took a sip.  Adam turned to Billy.

“OK sonny,” he said, “tell me about this Jim.  I saw you wink at me when you mentioned him so what’s going on.”

“Fred and I met Jim on a gay cruise, Billy began.  “He and his partner, Blake, were seated at our dinner table.  We hit it off right away, especially since we were all from Los Angeles.  We became good friends and continued to be good friends after the trip ended.  Blake was 10 years older than Fred and I.  He died last year of colon cancer.  Jim is 75, eight years older than we.  They were together for 45 years.”

“You wouldn’t be trying to fix up two old widowers, would you?” Adam asked.

“Why not? You’ll only be here for 9 or so days.  Why not have someone about your own age to hang with and to go out with us?  I have Fred, and Jamie and Tim have each other.  We’ll have more fun coupled.  Besides all that sensible stuff, I want to make your visit here so memorable, you’ll want to come back.”

Adam could hear Evan’s voice telling him to have fun.

“How does Jim feel about your matchmaking efforts?” Adam wanted to know.

“I told him that I had visitors from Florida and that I wanted him to meet them.  That’s all.”

“Them?”

Billy nodded sheepishly.  “After all there are three of you visiting here.  Jim thought it was a great idea.  He used to live in Florida, but moved here many years ago.  He and his partner were gay bashed in Miami about forty years ago.  They moved here hoping to find a friendlier place to live.  He’s anxious to meet some of his old country men.”

“I’ve been acting negatively,” Adam said, “but actually I am looking forward to meeting him.”  Adam was almost finished with his cocktail when Jim Madison came rushing in.

“So sorry to be late,” he said.  “I left plenty of time for traffic delays, but you can never know when an accident will tie things up even worse.”  Fred made introductions all around and Adam felt that Jim held his hand a bit too long.  He didn’t mind at all.  The seat on Adam’s right had purposely been left open for Jim.  He sat down and Adam studied him carefully.

He was no more than 5 feet 7 inches tall, and a smidgeon overweight.  Adam had never admitted it to Evan, but he was attracted to slightly overweight men.  He longed to hold their love handles while fucking them.  The reason he never told Evan about his secret desire was that Evan never carried an extra pound during his whole life.  Jim had a full head of wavy silver hair.  Adam found that particularly attractive.  His eyes were a pale blue and when he smiled they crinkled up.  His face was still boyish.  Adam did not feel guilty at all that he found Jim very attractive.  He could not help but wonder what Jim was thinking about him.

The waiter interrupted his thoughts to take their orders.  When he left the table, Jim said to Adam, “I know it’s very unlikely, but I have the strongest feeling that we have met before.  It would have to have been over forty years ago when I lived in Florida.  I’ll think about it.”

The conversation during dinner was light and airy.  Adam found out that Fred and Billy intended to take them all to Venice Beach the next day and Jim was coming along.  When Adam heard that, a feeling came over him that he couldn’t identify.  For sure, it was a feeling he hadn’t felt in many, many years.

Suddenly Jim screamed out, “AHA!  I remember where I met you before.  I think you were in my night school Spanish class.”

(I think you are in my English Lit class, Evan said.)

“How could you possibly remember that?” Adam asked in amazement.  “Anyway, you aren’t familiar to me at all.

Jim removed his wallet and took out a picture.  “Here’s a picture of Blake and me taken when I was in that class.  Maybe it will jar your memory.”

Adam looked at the picture and started to laugh. 

“Yes, of course.  I must admit I had the hots for you, but I was in a loving and committed relationship and would never have acted on it.  Besides, I assumed that you were straight,” Adam said.

Billy was seated on the other side of Adam.  He leaned over and whispered in Adam’s ear, “Too bad.  You two could have had fun, while Evan and I were going at it.”

“Very funny,” Adam whispered back.

“Yeah,” Jim said.  “I thought you were hot also, and I assumed you were straight.”

“It’s never too late to pick up where you left off,” Tim said, and Jim and Adam both blushed a deep red.

“I never finished the course,” Jim said.  Blake and I were bashed and beat up pretty badly before the end of the semester.  I never went back and shortly thereafter we moved to LA.”

“Sorry,” Adam said, “but I guess I didn’t notice you well enough after all.  I simply don’t recall paying any attention to the fact that you dropped out.”

After dinner, they all went to the bar area.  There were tables of two and four.  Adam and Jim took a table for two and the others sat next to them at a table for four.  A waiter took their drink orders.  Jim had a coke because he was driving and so did Fred.  After they were served, Jim asked, “How long has it been since your partner died?”

“It’ll be four months in a few days.  Billy told me it’s a year for you.”

“Nearly,” Jim said, “it’s been tough.  I began dating a few months after Blake died.  I’ve even had sex, but nothing special.  I don’t like being alone.  I know it can never be the same passionate love that Blake and I shared, but I would welcome finding someone to share my remaining days.”

“I am not presuming you have me in mind,” Adam said, “but I am curious.  Blake was three years older than you and he’s gone.  I’m eight years older than you.  Would that color your thinking?”

“I don’t think so, especially not with you.  We are still not presuming you understand, but  you look healthier and younger than I do,” Jim complimented Adam.

“Thank you,” Adam smiled.  “I think you still look like a kid.”

“Can you still….?” Jim left the sentence hanging in the air.

“Well, Evan and I had oral sex the evening before he died.  He was 88 and he had no trouble reaching a climax.  For that matter neither did I.  Anal sex had been out for many years.  Neither of us got hard enough any more to penetrate.  Viagra and the other stuff just didn’t work for either of us.  Since he died, I answer nature’s call whenever necessary with the palm of my hand.”

“It was pretty much the same with Blake and me, except that he was so sick at the end, we hadn’t had sex for over a year before he died.”

Adam noticed a tear in Jim’s eye so he laid his hand on top of Jim’s.  The two men looked at each other and smiled.  Jim took Adam’s hand in both of his, raised it to his lips, and kissed the back of Adam’s hand.  With his other hand Adam stroked Jim’s teary cheek.

“This time I am going to be presumptuous,” Jim said.  “Why don’t you come home with me and we can meet the others at the beach tomorrow?”

Adam laughed.  “I’ve got a better idea.  There is no way I could fit into one of your bathing suits, but one of Tim’s would fit you perfectly.  Why don’t you come home with me?  That is, if you can tolerate the sounds of love making from every room in the house.”

“That sounds like a plan,” Jim said with a big grin on his face.  “As for the sounds of passion, I used to go to the baths a lot when I was young and single, and I grew used to it.  It turns you on actually.  Let’s clear it with Billy and Fred.”

At the other table Billy began to laugh.  “Are you kidding” he asked.  “I’ve been listening to every word you two have said and it is more than OK with us.  I’ve been playing Cupid and I shot an arrow into the air, and it landed exactly where I wanted it to.”

“Sonny, you and I are going to have words,” Adam mocked.

Suddenly all six of them had a burning desire to go home.  Adam rode home with  Jim.  They both felt a little awkward and there was little conversation.  Finally at a red light, Jim put his hand on Adam’s thigh and Adam returned the favor.  That sort of broke the ice.

Jamie and Tim used the guest bathroom first, then Jim.  Billy supplied him with a new toothbrush and a disposable razor.  Adam took up the rear.  When he returned to his room, the bedside light was on and the overhead light had been turned off.  Jim was lying on top of the covers.  He was naked and bade Adam to join him.  Adam had put on a pair of underwear which he quickly discarded.  When Jim saw Adam’s massive cock, he involuntarily shouted out, “Wow, I hope you won’t be disappointed when you see my little one.”

Adam looked at Jim’s nakedness. He had an average size cock and Adam said, “You look just fine to me.”  He lay down next to Jim and the two men shared their first kiss together.  It was a rather chaste kiss, but the second and third kisses became more urgent.  At last their tongues met.  Adam nearly swooned.  It had been so long and it felt so good.  He started to say, Evan I love you so much, but stopped himself just in time.  Instead, he said, “Oh Jim, it has been so long and this feels so good.” 

Suddenly Jim disengaged himself and slithered down Adam’s body.  At the first touch of Jim’s tongue on his cock, Adam could feel himself getting hard.  He knew it wouldn’t be a solid ram rod like in the olden days, but he knew that it would beat anything he had experienced in the past few years.  He wondered how hard Jim would get.

It didn’t happen quickly, but Adam began to feel the erotic signs of an approaching orgasm.  He stopped Jim from his labors.  “Not yet,” he said.  “I want this to last all night.”

“Yes, yes,” Jim whispered.  He crept up the bed until his lips met Adam’s.  They kissed and stroked each other’s cocks until Adam began to move down Jim’s body.  He took Jim’s cock into his mouth.  The difference in size between Jim and Evan was hardly noticeable.  Adam devoured Jim’s semi erect cock as though he hadn’t eaten in months, and that was nearly the truth.  He grabbed Jim’s love handles as he had always dreamed of doing and went at it so fervently, that Jim lost the restraint that Adam had shown and began to cum generously into Adam’s mouth.  Adam swallowed everything greedily.  He used to save some to give back to Evan, but there was nothing left for Jim.

“I’m sorry,” he said.  “I didn’t save any for you.”

Jim laughed and said.  “I don’t want to save any for you either.  This time don’t hold back.”  He went down on Adam, who came after a few minutes screaming loudly.  The scream was heard by the other four inhabitants of the house.  They all smiled and thanked God for Adam and Jim’s good fortune.

Adam and Jim fell asleep on top of the covers.  They were naked.  In the middle of the night something disturbed Adam’s sleep.  He opened his eyes to find the room bathed in an eerie glow.  Evan was leaning over him and kissing him.  It wasn’t the Evan who died an old man.  It was Evan in his twenties, looking exactly as he did on the day he picked Adam up at The Male Room.  It was a naked Evan.

On the other side of the room another apparition was leaning over Jim and kissing him.  The apparition appeared to be about thirty.  Adam could tell that he had black hair.  His body was about the same height and weight as Jim’s.  He too was naked.  The apparition stopped kissing Jim and looked at Adam.  He smiled and walked over (or rather floated) to Evan.  The two ghosts took each other’s hands and disappeared.  The room grew dark and Adam fell asleep again.

In the morning he asked Jim if he could see the picture in his wallet again, the one of him and Blake.  There was no doubt, the two visitors last night were Evan and Blake.  They had given Adam and Jim their blessings.  Adam didn’t know for sure if it was real, wishful thinking, or a simple dream, but he told Jim about it.

“I believe it was real,” Jim said.  “I dreamed last night that Blake came to me and repeatedly kissed me on the lips.  It was like he was saying that he was so pleased for me, for both of us.”

“Oh Jim,” Adam cried.  “I so want to believe that.”

He distinctly heard Evan say, “Believe it.”

To be continued...

Posted: 05/07/10