Long Time Companion

 by: Hankster

© 2010 by the Author

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Chapter 10

The day was finally here.  The cab dropped Adam off at curbside. And he checked in his two suitcases.  He had a carry on and proceeded to security.  After the usual searches he was allowed into the departure terminal.  He had the first flight out this morning and erroneously assumed that the plane would leave on time, but according to the monitor it would be leaving a half hour later than scheduled.  Adam’s impatience knew no bounds.  He bought a newspaper and sat down in the waiting area until he could board the plane.  He wasn’t used to getting up at such an early hour and he began to doze off.

***

Adam was waiting for Evan at the baggage terminal.  His flight from New York was a half hour late.  Finally the passengers from Evan’s flight started to approach the carousel, which had not yet started to turn.  Adam spotted Evan, but he didn’t approach him because he was deep in conversation with another passenger.  There was a look going back and forth between them, that was unmistakable.  Adam instinctively knew that Evan had been intimate with this man.  He had to examine his feelings.  He had no proof, but what disturbed him was the fact that it didn’t really bother him.  He knew that Evan loved him.  He came home to their house and their bed, and that was all that mattered. 

The two men retrieved their baggage and shook hands.  Only then did Adam approach Evan.

“Who was that?” Adam asked.

“Just another guy travelling on business.  We happened to sit next to each other going and coming.”

“That’s good,” Adam said.  “A good travelling companion always makes the flight go faster.”

“You’re right, honey,” Evan said.  “It did.  Now let’s get home so I can make up for lost time.”

When they exited the terminal to walk to the parking ramp, Evan saw Mark standing at curbside.  A car pulled up and a young man, a very young man, got out.  He bore a strong resemblance to Mark.  He embraced Mark and helped him put his luggage in the trunk.  The young man was even younger than Sean.  As the two men were getting into the car, Evan distinctly heard the young man ask, “Did you have a successful trip, Dad?”

Fuck! Mark was a married man.  He had himself a fling.  Evan wondered how many other “straight” men were out there yearning to live as their true selves, a gay man.  For a second, Evan was angry at Mark, but then he felt sorry for him.  He must be racked with guilt, shame and sexual frustration.

“Did you have a successful trip, Dad?”  Adam heard those words as clearly as Evan, and wanted to kick himself for thinking that Evan and this guy could have been intimate.

***

The squawk box roused Adam.  His flight was ready for boarding.  Adam kept thinking that in about five and a half hours, he would be starting a new phase in his life.  It would probably be the shortest, but he was determined to make the most of it.  As soon as they were in the air, Adam’s mind wandered off to another happy plane trip. 

***

Evan retired two years before Adam.  They had agreed that when Adam retired they would do a grand tour of Europe.  They had never been abroad before as civilians, and they decided not to do it on their own as so many of their friends had.  They searched the travel brochures until they found a twenty-one day guided tour of Europe.  The tour included all the major cities they wanted to see:  Dublin, London, Paris, Brussels, Amsterdam, Vienna, Rome, Florence, Venice, and Salerno.  Besides wishing to see these places as other tourists, they obtained gay guides to these cities, and planned on including gay activities whenever the tour itinerary read, ‘free time.’

They had to fly to JFK Airport in New York to meet the rest of the group and they were to fly to Europe on Aer Lingus with their other travelling companions.  Evan and Adam were so excited when they told Hans and Barry that they actually hyperventilated.  They expected their friends to be excited for them, but they were met with stony silence instead.

“What?” Evan asked.

“How could you not have asked us if we would want to do the trip with you?” Barry asked, sounding very hurt.

Evan was stunned.  They hadn’t even thought about asking Barry and Hans.

“But you are both still working.  We didn’t think you could get away,” Evan lied.

“We both have plenty of vacation time, and we would have been delighted to make the trip with you.  Didn’t you want us along?”

“Are you kidding?  That would be fantastic,” Adam shouted.  “There’s plenty of time to book you on our tour.  Let’s call the travel agent the first thing in the morning.”

Two months later they were waiting to board the plane for New York at the airport in Ft. Lauderdale.  They had decided to spend two days in New York before meeting their group at JFK for the flight to Europe.  Their mood was light and jovial.  They were all full of great expectations for the trip.  They had obtained theater tickets for two of the biggest musical hits on Broadway, and they booked two adjoining rooms at one of New York’s finest hotels.  They agreed that money was no object on this trip, because it was probably the only overseas trip they would ever make.

They arrived in New York at 11 AM, and took a cab to the hotel.  They barely got into the vehicle with all their luggage.  Once they got into their rooms they opened the adjoining door between them.  It remained open for the two nights that they occupied the room.  Evan thought about his week with Mark, but quickly wiped the memory away.

They decided to have lunch in Greenwich Village.  Adam and Evan wanted to revisit the NYU campus to see how much it had changed, and they wanted to see how much The Village had changed as well.  They went to The Village first and had lunch at a neat looking luncheonette.  The area was much more congested than they remembered it, and it had grown a wee bit seedy.  Evan pointed out to Adam that The Male Room  had changed it’s name to The Pickle Barrel, as if it was a great surprise to him.  “Probably it has a new owner,” he remarked.  The campus remained relatively unchanged.

“After the show tonight, let’s come back to The Village for a nightcap before going to bed.  God knows we don’t have to get up early,” Hans suggested.  They all agreed.

They took a cab back to the hotel intending to shower and shave before dinner.  Adam made reservations at the same restaurant that he and Mark had eaten at years before.  It was in the theater district and they wouldn’t have to rush dinner.  They had plenty of time and when they got to their rooms, Adam announced that he was going to take a short nap.  The four of them had often gone together to the nude gay beach in Ft. Lauderdale.  There was no modesty between them, so when Adam announced that he was going to take a nap, he undressed completely and plopped down on the bed in one of the rooms.  He wasn’t sure whose room it was.

“That’s a great idea,” Barry said.  He undressed and plopped down beside Adam.  The two snuggled together.  Hans and Evan thought nothing of it.

“We might as well nap too,” Evan said, and he and Hans went into the other room, got naked and lay down together.

Big mistake!!!

Two horny, naked gay men lying together can mean only one thing.  Before they realized what was happening, Adam and Barry were cuddling, fondling and stroking their cocks.  The mismatched couple was only doing what comes naturally.  In the other room Evan and Hans were doing the same thing.

Eventually Barry whispered to Adam, “It’s been so long since I nibbled on foreskin.”  He slid right down and started to tongue Adam’s cock, nipping delicately at his foreskin.  For a fleeting moment, Adam realized this was wrong.  He wanted to stop Barry, but he was too far gone.  He came, gushing into Barry’s mouth.  His screams were more than noticed in the other room, where Evan was sucking Hans’s cock.

There was no stopping either couple now, and they made passionate love to each other  for over an hour.  Totally spent, both couples lay back, and the immensity of what had just happened began to sink in.

“Come with me,” Evan said to Hans.  He took Hans’s hand and led him into the other room.  Adam and Barry were lying side by side, holding hands.  They were both crying.

“Why are you crying?” Hans asked.

“We got carried away.  We should never have done what we did.” 

“Nonsense,” Evan said.  “What we did is the most natural thing in the world.  We love each other so why not show that love physically?”

He turned to Hans and then to Barry in the bed and said, “Hans and Barry, I love you both unconditionally, and I want to make love to both of you whenever the mood and opportunity arises.  You are each a big part of my life and please don’t exclude yourselves because I sure don’t want to exclude you.”

There was silence.  Adam didn’t know what to make of it.  Finally Hans broke the silence.  “You are right, Evan,” he said.  “We are soul mates, we four, and we should share our bodies as well as our souls.  I love you all so much, with all my heart and soul.  I almost died in the camps and you are all God’s gifts to me.”

Adam and Barry leapt out of bed.  The four of them kissed and embraced each other and pressed their now limp cocks together.

“This is going to be one hell of a vacation,” Hans said.

***

The big jet landed late in the morning at LAX.  The flight attendant admonished the passengers to stay seated with seat belts tightened until they were safely stopped at the terminal.  Adam could barely contain himself.  While they were taxiing the tarmac, they were allowed to use their cell phones.  Adam called Jim.  “We’re on the ground,” he said.  “It’s taking this monster forever to get to the terminal.”

“I’m at the baggage carousel,” Jim said.  “Look for me there.  By the way your cartons arrived late yesterday.  I took the liberty of opening the ones marked ‘clothing’ and I hung everything up.  I hope you don’t mind.  I left the cartons marked ‘personal’ for you to open.”

“Of course I don’t mind.  I wasn’t exactly looking forward to the job.  Thanks for doing it for me.  See you in a bit.”

Jim carried one suitcase, and Adam carried the other and his carry on, to Jim’s car.  Once seated in the car, Jim leaned over and kissed Adam before they put on their seat belts. 

“At the risk of sounding like a dirty old man,” Jim said, “as soon as we get home let’s shower together and hop right into bed.”

“You get no argument from me,” Adam laughed.

The shower felt really good to Adam.  His bones ached from the long plane ride and the cascading warm waters relieved him.  The two old men fondled and played, but it was difficult for them to kneel down on the tile floor to service each other.  As soon as they were dried off they fell into bed.  Their arms wrapped around each other.  Their cocks ground together.  They kissed and kissed and ground and ground until Adam could stand it no longer.  He slithered down Jim’s body and grabbed his cock, stroking it gently.  Then he began licking up and down the underside of Jim’s shaft.  Jim grew a slight bit harder.  Adam put Jim’s cock in his mouth, and his tongue kept licking Jim’s shaft.  Every so often he nibbled Jim’s foreskin as he remembered the pleasure Barry had given him. 

It took a few moments, but Jim began to moan.  His buttocks began to rise and fall as he tried to thrust harder into Adam’s mouth.  When he came, it revived old memories for Adam, memories which had faded after Evan’s prostate operation.  Difficult as it was, Adam refrained from swallowing.  Instead he pulled himself up and kissed Jim, passing him his own spunk.  Jim swallowed greedily and whispered to Adam.  I need a couple of minutes to breathe again and then it will be my turn.

“While you are recuperating,” Adam said, “turn over.”  Jim rolled over on his belly and Adam proceeded to rim him.  Jim gave out one long sigh of pleasure.

“Nice, nice,” he repeated over and over.  Finally he said, “It’s my turn.”

In spite of Adam being older than Jim, Jim’s expertise at fallatio helped Adam achieve orgasm very quickly.  Jim was disappointed and he jokingly told Adam so.  He wanted to keep Adam in his mouth for hours.

“Next time, love,” was all Adam could say while trying to catch his breath.

They lay side by side, cuddling and kissing and they both dozed off.  When they awoke it was mid afternoon.  They showered again, separately, and went downstairs to the kitchen for a light bite.

“Is there anything special you would like to do this afternoon?” Jim asked.

“Yes.  I’d like to be with you.”

“No problem.  By the way, we are picking Billy up tonight for dinner.  He can’t wait to see you and he wants to treat us to dinner as a welcoming present.”

“I suppose that Fred is in Sacramento.  Poor Billy.  I wouldn’t blame him if he had someone on the side,” Adam said.

“Don’t be too shocked,” Jim said, “but Fred has a fuck buddy in Sacramento and Billy has one here.  They gave each other mutual consent.  I don’t think it diminishes the love  they have one iota.  It seems, in fact, to strengthen their love.”

“Like I said, I wouldn’t blame them.”

“Didn’t you and Evan ever have a third party in bed with you, or maybe even cheat on each other?  I know Blake and I did.  It might have bothered some people, but I didn’t mind.  Fucking and loving are two very different verbs,” Jim noted.

“The answer to your question is yes,” Adam said.  “The first evening we spend alone together remind me to tell you about Hans and Fred.  They were special to us, but there were others.  At some point in our lives, Adam and I dismissed middle class, heterosexual morals.  We figured we were gay and we had to establish our own rules.  We also came to the conclusion that a good fuck did not erase deep love.”

They were silent for a moment and Jim started to grin.”

“OK.  What’s on your mind?” Adam asked.

“After Blake died, I was all right with celibacy for a short while, but I began to get itchy.  I started a series of one night stands with guys I met on Silver Daddies.  I’d be less than honest if I told you that I didn’t have fun.  I had a lot of fun, but until you came along, I wouldn’t have considered a relationship with any of them.

“One night I went to a gay bar in West Hollywood.  The clientele there are, shall we say, more mature men.  I got to talking to a really handsome guy in his early sixties, probably a bit younger than Billy and Fred.  I was flattered at the attention he paid me and his obvious flirting with me.  It turned out that he was from Phoenix and he came to LA on business a couple of times a month.  His average stay was two or three nights.  He came home with me that first night and we had fantastic sex.  He is still able to fuck me.

“To make a long story short, Russ is married and soon to be a grandfather for the first time.  He would never leave his wife, so there could never be anything more between us than sex.  Since I met you, he and I get together whenever he is in town.  I don’t want to have any secrets between us.  I told him I couldn’t see him again after you moved out here, and the poor guy began to cry.  He still has sex with his wife, but his true nature is to have sex with a man.  He begged me to ask you, if we could do a threesome.  I told him I’d ask you, but I would do whatever you decided.”

“I can’t even imagine how frustrating this man’s life must be,” Adam said.  He ran his palm down Jim’s cheek.  “Anyway, you had me when you said that he could still fuck. When is he coming again?”

Jim smiled.  “He’s coming Sunday evening and staying until Wednesday evening.  I’ll call him on his cell phone and tell him to come straight here when he gets his rental car at the airport.   He gets all his calls on his cell phone, so his wife or his boss wouldn’t know that he’s not at his hotel if they should call.  He says that his accounting department would be pleased if they didn’t see any hotel expenses.  Our perk is that he can offset that by taking us out on his expense account.”  That struck Jim funny and he laughed.  He reached into his wallet and pulled out a picture of Russ.  Adam had to agree that he was indeed a hunk.  Looking at his picture, however, made Adam uneasy.  He wasn’t quite sure why.

Jim then picked up his land line and called Russ on his cell phone.  He told him that Adam was agreeable and that he should come here directly from the airport.  Then he looked at Adam who was smiling.  He handed Adam the phone and said, “Russ wants to talk to you.”

Adam was surprised but he took the phone and said, “Hi Russ.”

“Hello,” Russ said.  Adam’s body stiffened.  There was something in Russ’s voice that deeply disturbed him.  “I just needed to thank you and to tell you that Jim is madly in love with you.  You are all he speaks about when we are passionately engaged.  If I was free, I’d be jealous, but as you know, I have no right to be.  I hope you won’t judge me because of my situation.  I need sympathy and understanding, not to be told that I am a philanderer.”

“I do understand, and I am sympathetic.”

“Thank you, Adam.  I can’t wait to meet you Sunday evening, Ciao!”  Adam hung up the phone.

“Thank you,” Jim said, “for being you.  If the situation with Russ turns out to be too much for the three of us to handle, I’ll cut him off.  I promise.”

“Relax,” Adam said.  “I have a feeling it will be just fine.”  He took Jim in his arms and they kissed tenderly.

“I am so thrilled that you are here,” Jim said.  Now I can look forward to each new day because we’ll be together.”  Just then the phone rang and Jim answered.

“Hello,” he said….  “Hi, how are you doing?....  Sure, no problem.  We’ll be there at seven.  That was Billy,” he said.  “We are picking him up at seven and he asked his ‘friend’ to join us, but don’t let on that you know they are more than that.  Let Billy tell you himself if he wants to.”

“That’s no problem,” Adam said.  “What is a problem is that if we pick them up at seven, we probably won’t eat until eight or nine o’clock, maybe later.  It will take some getting used to, eating dinner so much later than I am accustomed to.  Which reminds me, it’s three hours later in Florida, and I am starved.  What can I have to tide me over?”

“I’ve got just the thing,” Jim said.  “How about coffee with a piece of apple pie.  You can have some ice cream on it if you wish.  After that we still have plenty of time to play before dinner.”

“Sounds like a perfect plan to me,” Adam said.

After their snack, they returned to the bedroom.  They cuddled, fondled, sucked and rimmed.  It was all their old bodies could do.  Neither of them came again, but they didn’t care.  They were happy with what they did, and happier still just loving each other.

On the way to Billy’s house, Jim said, “Billy’s friend Juan is only forty-two years old.  His father was Mexican and his mother was a total WASP.  Her family disowned her when she married Juan Lopez, Sr. but he provided for her really well.  He owned one of the biggest landscaping companies in Los Angeles.  It belongs to Juan now.  His mixed blood gives him a really exotic look.  He’s one handsome dude.  When Fred is home, Juan shares a bed with both of them, and when Billy is in Sacramento, Fred’s friend, Jonathan, shares a bed with Fred and Billy.  I hope you aren’t too shocked.”

“Not at all,” Adam said, and he proceeded to tell Jim all about Hans and Barry, and the love they all had for each other.  “That’s why I am not shocked about Russ, either.  Love is love, and should never be denied.  I get that you have feelings for Russ.  If I deny that, you might resent me subconsciously, so I’d rather have the opportunity to learn to love Russ also.”

“You are one hell of a guy,” Jim said as he pulled into Billy’s driveway.  He honked his horn and in a few moments Billy came out with Juan.  Adam jumped out of the car to embrace Billy.  Introductions were made and Jim had been a hundred percent correct.  Juan was absolutely beautiful.  Lucky Billy and Fred.  Adam wondered what Jonathan looked like.

Jim drove to Wolfgang Puck, a long time favorite restaurant in LA.  After they were seated Billy reminded them that dinner was on him and they better order what they liked and not to pay attention to the prices on the menu.  “I am so thrilled and happy to have Adam here in LA with me, and living with one of my best friends.  It calls for a celebration of epic proportions, and I mean it, so eat up, my friends.”

“So what are we doing here?” Jim asked.  “Shouldn’t we have gone to McDonalds?”  That cracked everyone up.

During dinner there was no denying the sexual tension between Juan and Billy.  Adam couldn’t help but wonder what Juan was getting out of this relationship.  Maybe he was one of those guys who avoided commitment and this was as good as he wanted it to get.  Billy was aware that Adam was studying them closely so when Juan excused himself for a few minutes, Billy said, “Adam, there’s something you should know.”

Adam interrupted him.  “You don’t have to say a word Billy.  Any idiot could see what is going on.  He seems like a great guy, and you owe me no explanations.”

Billy asked Jim, “Didn’t I tell you he was the most understanding, kindest guy in the world?  I lost my real father, but Adam will always be a father to me also.”

Adam took Billy’s hand and squeezed it.

After Jim dropped Juan and Billy off at Billy’s house and started for home, he said to Adam, “You are an amazing soul Adam.  I thank God that I met you.”  Adam leaned over and kissed Jim on the cheek.

That night in bed they cuddled as close to each other as possible.  They didn’t have sex again, but each fell asleep assured that their futures together would be wonderful, whether it would be for another day or another twenty years.

To be continued...

Posted: 05/07/10