Long Time Companion

 by: Hankster

© 2010 by the Author

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Chapter 11

During the next few days, Adam finished his unpacking, and he and Jim rearranged the closets and the dresser drawers.  They packed five of Adam’s twelve clothing boxes with clothes that they both decided should be discarded, and called an AID’s charity to take them away.  Slowly Adam got over his jet lag, and began to adapt to his new environment.  He was even getting used to eating dinner hours later than he did in Florida.

In Florida, he needed to drive somewhere for every amenity, and in the last year he had depended on Jamie for wheels.  Here in Jim’s neighborhood, he could walk to plenty of adequate shopping strip malls.  There seemed to be one on every street corner.  Adam loved to walk, and the new exercise was great for him.  He lost five pounds and felt wonderful.  Jim began to walk with him and he prayed that Jim would not lose his love handles.

Adam’s first Sunday in LA arrived much too quickly, and Adam began to get nervous about Russ.  His agitation did not escape Jim, who took Adam in his arms and said, “It’s not too late.  If you say no, I’ll send him to a hotel.”

“Nonsense, I wouldn’t let you be so cruel.  However, I wouldn’t mind if you described his body to me.”

Jim did not realize that Adam was joking and he began to speak.  Adam broke out laughing and shut him up.  “I love how naïve you can be sometimes.  I was just kidding.”

They expected Russ about 9 PM, and about 9:15 a car pulled up in the driveway.   A man got out of the front seat and opened the back door.  He removed a suitcase and headed for the house.  Adam was looking at him through the living room window as Jim went to greet him at the front door.  All at once Adam got the same disturbed feeling he had gotten when he first saw Russ’s picture.  In a moment he would know why.

Russ came in and Jim immediately closed the front door.  Russ dropped his suitcase and he and Jim embraced and kissed on the lips.  Jim grabbed Russ’s hand and said, “Come.  I want you to meet Adam.”

Adam did a double take.  Russ had the same skin coloring and color eyes as Evan.  His frame was also the same as Evan’s, as was his height.  His resemblance to Evan was uncanny in every way.  Adam thought that if he was uncut and the same cock size as Evan, he would pass right out.  Russ could easily have passed as Evan’s son.  He composed himself and stuck his hand out, but Russ would have none of that.  He grabbed Adam in a bear hug and kissed him on the lips.  For a split second, Adam dreamt that he was being kissed by Evan and he responded to Russ’s kiss in a big way.

“Adam,” Russ said, “Thank you for allowing me to be here.  My time with Jim is so precious to me and now I hope it will be that way with the two of you.”

My God!  Adam thought.  He even sounds like Evan.  He could not control himself.

“Russ,” he asked.  “Are there any Morrisseys in your family?”

“Not that I know of,” Russ answered.  “Why do you ask?”

Adam reached into his wallet and took out a picture taken on his tour of Europe with Evan.  At the time Evan would have been a couple of years older than Russ.  He and Evan were on the right and Hans and Barry were on their left.  They all had their arms around each other.     “Does anyone in this picture look familiar to you?” Adam asked.

Russ studied the picture carefully.  Then he pointed to Evan.  “This guy here could pass as my brother,” he said.

“Thank you,” Adam said.  “I thought I was going crazy.  The man you pointed to was my partner.  He passed away a few months ago.”

“Sorry,” Russ mumbled.  He was feeling uncomfortable for the first time.

“It’s Ok.  I just got a little jolt, is all.  I’ll be fine.  Excuse me for a minute, please.  I’ll be right back.”  Adam went to the bedroom and faced the mirror.  He looked at his reflection and talked to it. 

“No it’s impossible,” he thought.  “What could the odds be?”

***

It was a couple of years after Adam and Evan moved to Miami.  They were managing to get by, but a little extra spending money would certainly be welcome.  One evening Evan came home with a shit eaten grin on his face.  He tossed five crisp ten dollar bills on the kitchen table.  With a flourish of his arms, he said, “Tada!!”

“Did you rob a bank?” Adam asked sarcastically.

“No, I jerked off in a bottle and they paid me top dollar at the sperm bank.”

“No shit.  Why top dollar?”  Adam asked.

“Because I have a rare blood type.  It’s B Positive.”  One of the guys at work put me on to it.  They pay anywhere from $25 to $50 depending on your blood type.  You can only donate once a month and no more than six times.  They figure that with only six donations, even if all six are successful, the odds of a brother and sister getting it on in later years are almost impossible.  Wanna come with me next time?”

“Sure, but I’m O Positive.  That’s the most common.  I guess all I could get would be $25,” Adam lamented.

“You’ve done it hundreds of time for free so don’t scoff at $25.  We could walk away with $75 to $100 between us.  Not bad for a hand job.”

Over the next six months they each donated to the sperm bank once a month.  Adam was correct.  He only got $25.  Still it was $25 they didn’t have before.

***

Adam went downstairs.  Russ and Jim were standing in the middle of the kitchen kissing.  Their hands were on the other’s crotch.  Adam didn’t even notice.  “Are you OK?” Jim asked.  He and Russ looked very concerned.

“Please let’s sit down,” Adam said.  They sat at the kitchen table.  Adam took hold of Russ’s hand.  “Russ, I need to ask you some questions.  They are going to sound strange to you, but please answer as best you can.  I’ll explain why later.”

“Sure,” Russ said.  “I owe you Adam.”

“Adam began.  “Do you know what your blood type is?”

“Of course.  It’s B Positive.”  Adam shivered.

“Were your parents or maybe just your mother ever in the Miami area?”

“That’s a really uncanny question.  How did you know?  My grandparents lived in Miami.  My folks moved to LA when my dad got transferred there right after they were married.  I never got the whole story, but my mom once told me that she and my dad had a lot of stress in the early days of their marriage.  They were trying hard for two years to get pregnant and it wasn’t happening so my mother felt that they needed a vacation from each other.  She went back to Miami to be with her folks.  She said she would stay two weeks but she stayed two months.

“When she came home she finally got pregnant, but things didn’t change between them.  My dad quit his job and disappeared one day, leaving his pregnant wife to make it on her own.  She told me that she wanted to go back to Florida, but her pregnancy was touch and go, so she couldn’t travel.  There was a young woman in our building who befriended my mother.  She helped her through the pregnancy and afterwards, my mom and I moved in with her.  I don’t tell this to a lot of people but my mom and Eleanor became lovers.  I was raised by two fantastic moms.”

Adam was speechless.  He didn’t know what to say.  Russ’s mother must have gone to the sperm bank when she was in Miami.  How could he tell this man that his father was not his father?  In reality his father never was a father.  Russ didn’t even know him.  If Evan was his father, Adam could tell him what a kind and loving man his real father was.  It might be a blessing to Russ.

“Are you going to tell me now why you asked these questions?” Russ asked.

Falteringly, not knowing exactly the right words to use, Adam told Russ and Jim his suspicions and about the sperm bank.  Now they were speechless.

“I have a couple of Evan’s baseball caps,” Adam said.  “If we can find a hair or two inside, would you be willing to submit to a DNA test?”

“I don’t know,” Russ answered.  “What kind of man was he?”

“He was a war hero, and the kindest, most altruistic man I ever knew.  You saw his picture.  He was also the handsomest man I ever knew.  Men and women were always coming on to him.   I’m sure he cheated on me a lot, but I didn’t care.  He was mine.  He loved me and I knew he would always come home to our bed.”

“In that case, please let’s do it.  I’d be so proud if he was my father.  If he was, I’d want my kids to know.  I’ll have to think up a yarn to tell them how it all came about.”

“My God,” Adam said.  “Making love to you tonight will be like making love to Evan again.”

“Should I be jealous?” Jim asked.

“Not on your life,” Adam said and kissed Jim.

“My goal is to make you both happy,” Russ added, and he did.  That night Jim and Adam sucked his cock until he was good and hard.  He put on a rubber, greased both their asses and his cock, and fucked them both.  He would stop when he felt himself cumming and then he would switch assholes.  After a while of course he had to cum and it was Adam who got the honors.  Adam was sorry that Russ’s spunk was captured by a condom.  He would have enjoyed the old feeling of jism filling him up.  In the next two days they all went down on each other in every combination. 

Before he left on Wednesday, Russ gave Adam a lock of his hair.  Adam put it in a small box and labeled it.  With tweezers, he extracted two hairs from Evan’s baseball cap.  He put it in another small box and labeled it.  He searched the yellow pages and found a lab that did DNA testing.  It wasn’t cheap, but he brought the samples in.  They said that it would take about six weeks.  The results had not yet arrived before Russ’s next visit.  This time all the stress of a threesome was gone, and the sex between them was fantastic.

One week after Russ’s latest visit, the lab results were delivered.  With a certainty of 99.8% it was determined that Sample B was the biological father of Sample A.  For two days Adam read the results over and over, crying and laughing alternately.  Evan had a son.  He left a legacy, and Adam had made love to that son many times.  He was elated.  He longed to tell Evan, Barry and Hans, but they were all gone.  Did they know the truth in whatever realm they dwelt?  He prayed that they did.

When his composure returned, he phoned Billy and told him about Russ.  Billy was flabbergasted.  “Hey,” he said, “if he looks like Evan, I want in on the action.”  Was he kidding?  Adam wasn’t sure.   He begged Jim to call Russ, but Jim preferred to wait until Russ’s next visit.

“We’ll go out for a fine dinner and spring the news on him,” Jim said.

“We’ll have to ask Billy too, and Fred if he’s in town.  Billy is dying to meet Evan’s son.”

Even though they didn’t call Russ, he sensed that the DNA results would be in by now.  He told his wife that he was having difficulty with plane reservations and couldn’t get his usual flight to LA, so he had to leave on the same flight but on Saturday evening instead of Sunday.  She didn’t mind at all. 

When he arrived, the first thing he did was ask about the DNA.  “We received the results, but we haven’t opened the envelope,” Jim lied.  “We are all going out to dinner tonight, including Adam’s spiritual son, Billy.  We’ll open the envelope then and we’ll celebrate no matter what the results are.” 

“OK, but what is a spiritual son?” I don’t know what that means,” Russ said.

“I don’t know either,” Adam lamented, “but I’ll tell you all about Billy, Evan and me, and I think you’ll understand.”  Adam held back nothing concerning Billy, including how he seduced Evan when he was sixteen.

“Even though I’m a few years younger than Billy, if the results prove that Evan was my father, I guess that makes me your son too, and Billy and I are brothers,” Russ philosophized.

“I guess so, and I will be proud to include you in our small family,” Adam said with a crack in his voice.

“I wonder if there is a way to find out if you and Evan fathered any more children.” Jim wondered.

“It’s best not to know, and I’m not going to expend an effort to find out.” Adam stated firmly.

Much to Juan’s disappointment, Billy told him he couldn’t have dinner with him this evening, because people would be present whom he didn’t want to know about his extra marital affair.  “It’s none of their business,” Juan moped, “but I’ll respect your wishes.”

Billy gasped when he met Russ.  “If Evan isn’t your father,” he said, “then someone in heaven accidently repeated Evan’s gene pool.  I’m not only looking at Evan’s double, I’m hot for him too.  Heaven help me.”

“Well, you made out with my maybe father.  What’s to stop you from making out with his son?”  Billy blushed and kissed Russ on the cheek.  “That would be really great,” he said.

Halfway through the entrée, Russ lost his patience.  “For God’s sake, Adam, open the freaking letter before I bust.”

“Are you sure?” Adam asked.  “If the news is bad, I don’t want you to lose your appetite.  This meal is too expensive and its on Jim and me.”

“If I lose my appetite, I’ll pay for my own dinner.  Just please open it up.  Adam took the resealed letter from his breast pocket and opened it up.  Nothing on his face betrayed the results, whether good or bad.  He handed the letter to Russ.

“I guess you better read it yourself.”

Russ started to read and after the first few seconds, his shoulders began to heave, then his whole body started to shake.  The other three men knew the results and said nothing.  They wanted Russ to talk first.

Finally, he folded the letter and put it in his pocket.  Then quietly he said, “When my mother and Eleanor died, I had no family except my wife and two sons.  My sons have wives of their own now, and live hundreds of miles from me and from each other.  All I have is my wife, and as much as I’d like to come out, I need to protect her.  I have a whole new family now.  It’s not a blood family, but it’s my family none the less.”

Everyone stood up, and one by one they embraced Russ.  Soon the somber mood disappeared and the celebration began.  They were joyous and ordered a bottle of champagne, which was consumed rather quickly. 

Billy must have been feeling a little high when he said, “Adam and Jim, you will have Russ until Wednesday.  How about letting him come home with me tonight so I can get better acquainted with my brother?”

“That’s entirely up to Russ,” Jim said.

“I think I’d like that very much,” Russ responded.

To be continued...

Posted: 05/07/10