Impossible Love
 by: Hankster

© 2009 by the author

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Chapter 17

On the evening before Billy’s eighteenth birthday, Izzy made a big party at a local country club. He himself did not belong to the club, but he had a friend who did, and the friend arranged for Izzy to hold the party there.  He made the party on Saturday instead of Sunday because Tom, Dom and Jonathan were leaving on a 7 PM flight on Sunday to return to Buffalo.  They would not return again until the end of the semester.

The guest list included Izzy’s immediate family (he had no others), Mac and I, Tom and Dominick, Jake and Jonathan and the rest of Izzy’s office staff with their significant others.  Billy, Jake and Jonathan had already agreed that Billy would drive over to their apartment early Sunday morning and they would see to it that when he went back to school on Monday, he would no longer be a virgin.  Mac, I, Tom and Dom no longer needed to make “arrangements” for anything.  We would be separated for another two and a half months, and we fully intended to enjoy each other in every combination after the party.

Dominick, the resident college professor, had suggested a list of items that Billy would find useful at the university in the fall, and we bought him birthday gifts from the list.  The food at the club was delicious and the service was impeccable.  Some of Billy’s gifts were gag gifts and they got quite a laugh.  Toward the end of the festivities Billy stood to thank everyone and then a strange and wonderful thing happened.  Everyone looked into Billy’s face and most of us could see what can only be described as a heavenly light shining from his eyes and it seemed to envelop his whole body.  Izzy was standing close by his grandson.  Suddenly his knees buckled, and he fell against Marlene who was standing next to him.

“Daddy,” Marlene screamed, “Are you all right?’’

“Didn’t you see?” Izzy asked incredulously.  “Eddie was standing with his arm around Billy.  We don’t ever have to worry about the boy again.  His wonderful heroic father is his guardian angel.”

Some of the guests thought that Izzy was losing it, but those of us who could see the light coming from the boy’s eyes, and those of us who had even a smidgen of faith, knew that it was so.  I leaned over and whispered in Mac’s ear, “I want to go to church tomorrow, please.”  Mac nodded his head. 

Tom had heard my plea.  “Us too,” he added.

On Sunday morning, before the sun came up, Billy was knocking on Jake’s door.  Jake was nude and half asleep when he answered the door.

“You’ve put me off long enough,” Billy said.  “This is it.”  Jake crept back into bed, and wrapped himself around Jonathan.  Billy stripped and joined them.  Neither Jake nor Jonathan had an exposed penis for Billy to play with, because they were mashed against each other, so Billy nested up against Jake’s butt and waited for his lessons to begin.  He actually fell asleep with his tutors.

An hour later, he was roused by a strange feeling.  Something wet and hot was wrapped around his cock, and something hot and wet was caressing his balls.  Jake and Jonathan had begun the lessons.  After awhile they formed a daisy chain and sucked each other for a time.  Then they changed positions so that a different cock was cradled in a different mouth.  They were all too young to last too long, and they each had two orgasms in short order.  They lay back on the bed, hugging and kissing each other until Billy said, “Please fuck me.”

“Can you wait a few minutes?” Jake asked facetiously.

In our apartment, the four inhabitants had all slept in the king size master bed.  We had sucked and fucked each other most of the night.  Each of us came no less than twice, including Dominick.  How we came, and who was the final recipient of our juices, we couldn’t tell you.  But one thing was for sure, it was with someone we loved.  We finally fell asleep in a human heap at about 3 AM.

We had set the alarm for 8 AM so that we could all attend the Metropolitan Community Church in Manhattan.  Dominick was Catholic and we others were of three different denominations of Protestant, so we felt that MCC was neutral territory and appropriate for all of us.  The screeching alarm startled all of us, but we had made a commitment and we jumped out of bed.  Mac and I showered in the master bath and Dom and Tom showered in the guest bath.  We decided to have breakfast at the corner coffee shop before heading into the big city.  We didn’t want to take the time to cook and clean up afterwards.

We filed into the beautiful church and found seats together towards the rear.  The service was nothing special until the pastor began to deliver his homily.  Apparently, he believed in guardian angels that looked over us and kept us safe.  He implored his flock to listen carefully for the angel voices when they were in a sticky situation, and the guidance would come.  The four of us could hardly believe it, and I whispered to the others that when I said that I wanted to go to church last night, I could swear a voice told me to come here today.  It was a bit frightening for all of us and yet we were awestruck by the whole experience.

Jake had to shoo a beaming, happy Billy out of his house late in the afternoon so that Jonathan could get ready for his flight back to Buffalo.  Jake was driving him, Tom and Dominick to the airport at 5 PM to make their 7 PM flight.  He felt that would leave enough time for heavy traffic and unexpected delays at security. Jake had to promise Billy that he would get together with him the following weekend for one on one further instruction.

When Jake arrived at the condo, Tom and Dom were waiting in the lobby.  They had already said goodbye to Mac and me. 

“Wallie wants to know if you are coming back here after you drop us off,” Tom asked Jake.

“Maybe for a cup of coffee, but I’m too pooped for anything else.”

“I take it that Billy is no longer a virgin,” Dominick said.

“You take it correctly,” Jonathan added.

Jake took out his cell phone and told Mac, who answered, that he would be back for a short visit in an hour or so.  When he failed to show up in two hours, I began to worry and the feeling of dread came over me again.  This time I vowed not to worry.  There had to be an explanation.  I kept trying to call Jake on his cell phone but he didn’t answer.

At long last, our phone rang.  It was Jake.  He was in the airport with Jonathan, Tom and Dominick.  There had been a terrible accident on the Grand Central Parkway, and they had been stuck for almost two hours before the road could be cleared enough to start moving cars again.  Unfortunately the guys had missed their flight, but they got rebooked on a flight leaving at 9:10 PM.  Jake wanted to stay with Jonathan as long as possible, so he told us he would not visit us this evening.

After his call we were much relieved, and we finally thought about having some dinner.  We hadn’t been alone together since the beginning of spring break, and before that, Jake was apt to be sharing our bed, so Mac kept leering at me all through dinner.

“What?” I finally asked.

“You know what,” he answered.

After our dinner plates were put into the dishwasher and the kitchen was cleaned, Mac took my hand and led us into our bedroom.  When we got there, he started to strip me and I was totally compliant.  When I was standing in front of him naked, he began to undress.  I stood watching him as my desire erupted into flames.  Mac pulled me into bed.

“What about a shower?” I asked.

“I don’t want to waste time,” he answered me.  In an instant he was all over me, nipping and suckling every erogenous area I had on my body.  It took awhile, but he finally started to suck my cock.  His pace was slow.  Long strokes of his tongue caressed the underside of my shaft.  I began to moan in lustful pleasure as I came streaming into his mouth.

When I could breathe again, I said, “You know, honey, sometimes it’s good, just the two of us.”  With that, I opened my night table and handed Mac a tube of KY Jelly.  He knew just what to do, and once again, he brought me to glory as he shot his load, filling my insides with his precious nectar.

We were too exhausted to shower so I got us a towel to wipe up my jism, which had dribbled out of Mac’s mouth, and Mac’s jism, which had dribbled out of my ass.  We lay on our backs, holding hands, and started to drift off, satisfied and happy.  I must have just fallen asleep when the phone rang.  It was Jake, who just wanted to tell us that they had taken off at last, and he had just gotten home.  We thanked him for letting us know and we fell asleep.

During the previous week, Dominick had been offered a position at both Brooklyn and Queens Colleges.  He was hard pressed to make a choice.  Queens was closer to home, but Brooklyn’s campus looked very much like an Ivy League school.  He knew several professors at Brooklyn, having worked with them in the past.  In the end, he flipped a coin and CUNY Brooklyn was his choice.

The time seemed to drag, but finally the semester ended.  We attended Billy’s graduation along with Jake.  Billy received several honors and scholarships.  When he got up to deliver the valedictory, his body was enveloped by that indescribable light.  I clearly heard several people gasp when they saw him.  All I could think of was that Billy was destined for great things.  I had no doubt that he would find a cure for cancer or some other incurable disease. 

Jonathan moved home, and Jake put him to work in the store until the fall semester would begin.  Tom and Dominick moved in to our building, to our utter delight, and Dom immediately got an evening summer job teaching English as a second language two nights a week.  He wasn’t even unpacked yet, when he and Tom got subscriptions to the Metropolitan Opera and the New York City Ballet for the upcoming fall season.  Mac and I declined the offer to join them, but we were thrilled to see how happy Dominick was.  It wasn’t that we lacked any culture, but Mac’s hours were so unpredictable, that we just couldn’t commit to a subscription.

We all settled into a routine.  Every Saturday night we all went to dinner and a floor show in Greenwich Village.  Bob and Robert joined Mac and me, Tom and Dom, and Jake and Jonathan.  We were an inseparable family group, but during the week, we were busy doing our own things.  We all spoke constantly on the phone during the week, but pretty much did not socialize until the weekend. 

Since our experience at Billy’s birthday party, we had taken to going to MCC every Sunday morning, and that included all eight of us.  Even though Billy was not physically present, whenever I was in the church, I felt the presence of some unknown force enveloping all of us.  I became convinced that Billy’s hero father was protecting the eight of us.  Little by little, I got over the feeling that my life was too good to be true.  I came to realize that I was a good person, and I began to love myself.  Then I was able to accept the fact that I deserved what I had.

Tom and I somehow found ourselves on the church’s publicity committee, and we produced ads for the local gay media promoting the church. Through our ads we let the gay community know what great outreach programs were available through the church.  I came to believe that Billy and his father had come into my life as messengers of God, and I was no longer a skeptic.

In fact, yet another miracle was about to occur as further proof that Eddie was looking after his son, Billy.

Jake and Jonathan volunteered to drive Billy to the University and help him settle in.  The night before his departure, Billy said his goodbyes to his mother and to his grandparents.  Marlene drove him to Jake’s apartment with all his suitcases, his laptop, and other essentials.  As soon as she left, my sons gave Billy quite a sendoff.  They blew his mind that night with sex and love that he would remember forever.  They started the drive to Binghamton at 4:30 AM.  By 8 AM they were almost there and they finally stopped for breakfast.

They arrived at the University at 10:00 AM and sought out Billy’s dorm room.  They helped him unpack, set up his computer and put all his clothes neatly in the dresser and the closet provided to him.

“We’d like to stay and meet your roommate,” Jake said, “but I’d like to be home before dark so we are going to take off.  You’re on your own now, you young adult.”  They hugged and kissed and Jake and Jonathan hurried out so that Billy would not see the tears in their eyes.  “We’ll see you at Thanksgiving,” Jonathan yelled as they left.

After they left, Billy found the cafeteria and had a light lunch.  He returned to his room to find his new room mate just moving in.  He was being helped by his father. 

“Hi,” Billy said, “I’m Bill Campbell.”  He stuck out his hand, and his room mate grabbed it. 

“Nice to meet you,” the young man said.  “I’m Brandon Galen and this is my dad, Randy.”

“Can I help you?” Billy offered.

“You know,” Randy said, “That would be real nice.  It would give you two guys a chance to get acquainted and I could head for home and get there at a decent hour.”

“Where’s home?” Billy asked.

“Bowmansville, just outside of Buffalo,” Randy answered.  He extended his hand to Billy. “Really nice to have met you,” he said.  Then he took hold of Brandon and gave him a real hard bear hug and ran from the room.”

“You’re lucky to have a dad,” Billy said.  “My dad was killed in Iraq almost three years ago, but I know he’s always around looking after me.”

“Then you’re luckier than I am,” Brandon commented.

Billy was disturbed by that remark but decided to ignore it.  “My grandpa makes up for my not having a dad, Billy informed Brandon.  He spoils me rotten and he’s always there for me.  Besides him, I have a bunch of guys in my life who look after me like I was the second coming or something.  Sometimes it’s embarrassing.”

“I’ve got a grandfather also,” Brandon said.  “I have no idea where he is.  Nobody in the family is allowed to speak about him.  Apparently my grandma caught him cheating on her. She’s dead now, and my dad and his sister never speak of him.  They won’t forgive him and they won’t look for him.  I’ve been tempted to seek him out,” Brandon concluded.

“That would be a really forgiving thing to do,” Billy said.  “It also sounds like a fun thing to do.  I wouldn’t mind helping out.   We could do a computer search.”

“We’ll see about it,” Brandon said.  The two young men then went about setting up their room exactly as they would like it to be.

“What’s your major?” Brandon asked.

“I’m pre-med,” Billy answered.

“No shit! So am I.  Do you have your class schedule handy?”  The boys dug their schedules out of their newly organized desks, and discovered that they were in every class together.

“How neat is that?” Billy asked.

“We can really study together,” Brandon added.

The room mates then began to talk about their hopes and aspirations for the future.  In no time they were conversing like two old friends, and before they knew it, the room was darkening and evening was coming on.

“Care for some dinner?” Billy asked.  “I’ve already discovered the cafeteria.

“After dinner,” Brandon asked.  “Do you think we should check out the student union?”

“You can, if you would like, but I got up at 3:30 AM this morning and I’m ready for the sack.  I’ll take a rain check.”

“OK,” Brandon said.  “I’ll try not to wake you when I get in.”

After dinner Billy went back to his room and retrieved his bathroom kit. He also took a towel to the shower room.  He showered and shaved to save time in the morning.  He wrapped the towel around him and went back to his room.  He hung the towel on a rack in his room and put his dirty underwear in a laundry bag.  He was just getting a fresh pair of briefs from his dresser when Brandon came in trying to be as quiet as he could.

“Oops! Sorry,” he said.

“Think nothing of it,” Billy said.  He, Jake and Jonathan walked around naked all the time so he could talk like a big shot.  “We were bound to see each other naked sooner or later.  In fact at home I sleep in the nude.”

“So do I,” Brandon said.  “I don’t see any reason to change that.  Do you?”

“If it’s OK with you, it’s OK with me.”

“You look fresh showered,” Brandon remarked. 

“I usually shower in the morning, but I figured the place would be a madhouse in the morning so I just showered now.”

“Good idea.  I think I’ll do the same.”  Brandon stripped naked, and of course Billy checked him out.  He was cut and about the same size as Billy.  No competition here.  Brandon wrapped a towel around himself and took off to the showers.  When he returned, the lights were still on in the room and Billy was sound asleep.  He was sleeping above his blanket and was lying on his back.  He was fully exposed to Brandon.

Before he shut the lights, Brandon looked longingly at Billy, and had to restrain himself from stroking Billy’s cock.  He got into bed and fell asleep, imagining what it would be like to be sucking Billy’s beautiful cock.  He tight shut his eyes so that he could picture the scene more vividly.  As a result he failed to see the light between the two beds.  The angel blessed both young men and watched over them all night.

They had arrived on a Saturday.  Orientation was on Monday morning.  They had the whole day Sunday to do whatever they wanted to do so neither was in a hurry to get out of bed.  When he woke up, Brandon looked over at Billy and asked, “Are you awake?”

“Yes.  I’m just too lazy to get out of bed.”

“Me too.”

“Want to do something today?” Billy asked.

“Yeah! Let’s go into town, have brunch and check out the amenities.”

“Wonderful idea.” Billy said and jumped out of bed.  His morning woodie was waving in Brandon’s face and Brandon nearly swooned.  He wondered how he could get through the year with such a beautiful, off limits cock, staring him in the face.  What would he have done if he knew that Billy was thinking the same thing?

“I gotta pee,” Billy said.

“Me too.”

They each put on a pair of briefs, which did not hide their erections, and ran to the bathroom.

When they got back to the room, Brandon said seriously, “Bill I have to ask you something.  Would you mind terribly if we didn’t sleep naked?  Could we wear underwear?”

“Sure, but why?”

Brandon’s face turned very red.  He tried to talk but couldn’t.

“What?” Billy asked.

“Bill, I’m gay and seeing you naked is too much.  It’s turning me on and making me wish for things, I can’t have.”  He buried his face in his hands, afraid to look at Billy.  He certainly was not expecting what happened next.  Billy knelt down in front of him and removed Brandon’s hands from his face.  He leaned into Brandon and kissed him full on the lips.

Brandon was speechless.  “It’s going to be one hell of a year.” Billy said.  “Are you a virgin?”

“Yes,” Brandon said sadly.

“I have much to teach you and you have much to learn,” Billy said very seriously.

To be continued...

Posted: 06/26/09