Chapter Eight

As a man thinks in his heart, so is he.

n                 Proverbs 23:7

Billy stared at his computer screen, looking but not really seeing anything. His homework assignment lay on the bed, opened but unfinished. It was only Wednesday and already he was feeling lonely, lost and miserable.

Mike was supposed to come over, but once again he hadn’t been able to show up, his parents refusing to let him come home with Billy. They continued to use the ‘homework’ excuse and Mike had no choice. Billy didn’t understand it, because Mike really was good, okay not great in math but shit he was right up there in everything else, so why the sudden emphasis on homework at home?

So far the only time they had been able to spend together had been after the last two football games and on Wednesday. He could feel his groin aching as he sat there, thinking of Mike and trying to figure out what was going on. Each time they passed in the hallway at school he could feel a strange electrical charge run through his body and he knew that Mike felt it too.

Damn it, there had to be a way to get Mike’s parents to loosen the strings somehow. Maybe if he talked with Taylor, but then no, Taylor also was a no show these last few weeks. Fuck, everyone he depended on was disappearing on him, even his ritual of nattering online had cooled down somewhat.

Billy just stared at the screen, not even hearing his bedroom door open. He jumped when he heard his father’s voice next to him.

“Shit, you scared me… oops, sorry Dad.”

“Yeah, uh, I need to talk with you Bill, maybe we should go downstairs?”

Billy’s face dropped as he stared into his father’s face. He could see a deep pain etched across his forehead, and his eyes seemed rather clouded. He had loosened up a little during his birthday and the week after, but he was back into his sullen look.

It really wasn’t fair, the way his dad tried so hard to make him happy and yet all he really wanted was for Mike to be here, to be next to him. He glanced at his father, seeing something new, and his heart ached, as he wished he could help him.

“Okay, something wrong?”

“Well, why don’t we just go down and talk?”

“Why don’t you just tell me here? You can sit on the bed.”

“Bill, damn it, okay, I don’t know how to say this, I mean, I can talk a jury into anything yet when it comes to you boys, I feel like a first grader.”

“Just spit it out, is there something wrong? You aren’t sick are you?”

Billy’s eyes bulged out, and his heart started to beat rapidly. It was his secret terror that his Dad would get sick or have an accident too and he couldn’t stand that.

The idea alone brought him close to tears as he waited for his dad to answer, his eyes glued to every facial twitch, every muscular movement, in an effort to make sure that his dad wasn’t hiding anything.

“No… No I am fine, uh, I had lunch today with Mikes parents Billy.”

“Oh Shit… sorry dad… his parents? And?”

“Bill, they are concerned about all the time Mike has been spending here, and now his studies are really taking a nose dive…”

“But that’s not right, he was doing great when we were studying together… they can’t blame that on me or him being here… Dad you can’t let them.”

“Hush… I told them that, and well you know his dad and I go way back son, but anyway, Margaret is very upset about it all.”

“Okay, but can’t you talk to her Dad? I mean, I can…”

“Bill, he told them about you and him.”

“WHAT?”

Billy sat there; he had leaned back in his desk chair and the words almost made him fall over. He came crashing forward, his feet thumping hard on the carpet, startling his Dad.

How the hell, it was unreal. Mike told his parents? Oh God, no wonder he had been so unhappy last week, and so tired looking. Damn it, why hadn’t he told him that he came out to them?  Oh Shit, no wonder his Mom was pissed.

“Uh, what do you mean he told them about us?”

“He told them he was involved with you sexually.”

“Oh.”

“OH? Is that all you can say? Oh.”

“Well, no, I guess I could say more, it is just well, I don’t know, it sort of happened and well, we really care for each other dad, it isn’t like we are just fuck buddies.”

“Billy… how do you know that isn’t all it is?”

“I know, that is all, I know.”

He had a defiant air about him. Billy stared at his father sitting on the bed, his blue eyes sparking with deep hues of blue as he spoke and then simply stared.

Too bad Mike hadn’t warned him, but at least it was out in the open now, and at least he knew now why Mike had been so elusive and distant these last few weeks.

Billy’s father sat there, staring at his son and the pain in his heart grew as he saw the eyes flashing their defiance at him. He had seen that look before, long ago when he and Taylor had gotten into it, and Billy had come racing to his brother’s defence. Now he was standing up for his own situation.

“Well Mike’s mother doesn’t seem to think it is something more.”

“That’s her problem, I know it isn’t a sex thing, so does Mike, we have talked about this.”

“Really? And have you talked about how dangerous this is for you two? Have you talked about how it can ruin your lives when you are both only 16 years of age?”

“Yes, we have.”

There it was again. That look that just made his heart ache. He could see his wife’s eyes there, the way she would wrinkle her nose when she found his stuffiness too much or the way she would toss her hair, as if to say, ‘so there buster’ and Billy had it all down pat, the same mannerisms and all. Even his voice at times was almost as willowy as his wife’s used to be, but now it had that hard ring to it, the iron ring that he had picked up from him.

“I am not your enemy son.”

“No?”

“No Billy, I am not, I only want what is best for you, I guess maybe you should tell me just how you do feel then, so I’ll know too.”

“I don’t think you really want to hear all this.”

“No? Why don’t you think that? Of course I want to hear it, I am your father.”

“You didn’t want to hear it before, when Taylor needed you.”

“That isn’t fair Billy, It was so soon after… well after everything had happened, I wasn’t prepared for it then, I am now.”

“Why? You read a book on it?”

“William, enough with the sarcasm, I am your father and no I didn’t read a book on it, I talked it over with Taylor.”

Billy stood there, stunned. His father had discussed this with Taylor? There was a time when the two barely spoke two words to each other in a week, now they were discussing his sex life?

“Okay, I guess, what is it you want to know?”

“How long have you and Mike been sexually active together?”

“About a month now I guess, but we always sort of had this thing for each other.”

“So Margaret told me, so, and how do you two know that this is what you both want? You are only 16 and Mike will be 17 in a few months.”

“What does that have to do with it? So what if I am 16, I know how I feel, so does Mike.”

“And that is how son?”

“Alive”

The one word, by itself maybe nothing but to Billy’s dad it meant the world. He could see it now, the way his son was standing there, his fists balled up not in anger as in exhibiting his self control. The way his eyes sparkled and flared out their defiance. They were alive for the first time in what, nine years or so?

He had only seen his son so animated once before, almost a year ago when he came to Taylor’s defence and stood between the two of them. That had not been a good time, or had it?

He had almost lost one son, most certainly would have lost the other, if not for the quiet determination of his youngest to keep them together. It was amazing, as he stood there now defying him with his eyes, how much he looked like his mother.

The way his blond hair hanged down over the one eye, the way his eyelashes fluttered as he stood his ground. She could do that, make her eyelashes flutter and every time she did, his heart would melt, just as it had now.

“Is that all?”

“Of course not, look Dad I don’t want to fight, but I won’t stop being who I am.”

“At 16 you know who you are? Well I can remember it took me a lot longer to find that out, but surely that isn’t all is it?”

“Does there have to be more?”

“For me there does Billy, so enough with the word games, this is not a high school debate. Mike’s parents want to forbid him from seeing you anymore, least that is the present state of their demands.”

Billy was stunned. He had no idea that things had gotten to that point with Mike’s folks. Why the fuck didn’t Mike tell him any of this? How could he not tell him, they were supposed to be in love, least that is what he thought it was.

“They can try.”

“Billy, they can do more than try, they can succeed unless we find a way to work this out.”

“We?”

“Yes, we.”

Billy lowered his eyes briefly, the idea that his Dad would actually help him, would actually take part in making this work out was a new concept. At first, he had thought his dad was homophobic, specially after the scene with Taylor, but lately, well he had surprised him with the birthday dinner and Mike.

He looked at his father from under his eyelids, staring at the smooth face, the deep set eyes that peered out at him. Funny, he never noticed how full his father’s eyes were, how they seemed to have some hidden sparkle deep inside. It was almost as if something hidden was peeking out, trying to poke through the years of pain and struggle.

“You really mean it?”

“Oh Billy, don’t you trust me? You are my son, of course I want to see you happy and I know that for the time Mike has been around, well, you have been different, more, well, as you said, more alive. Yes Billy I want you to be happy, but only if this is real, not an infatuation or experiment.”

“It is real Dad, I don’t know, I can’t really explain it, except that when he is around, I feel so different… so complete I guess but then not, I don’t know, haven’t you ever felt like that?”

He stared at his son, taking in the small wiry frame. Billy was still growing, and yet he looked like an old man one second, then a blossoming young man the next. The strain of his mother’s loss had taken its toll, but he still fought through it, he still had the unnerving knack for putting his finger right on it, just as his mother used to do.

“Yes Billy I have”

“With Mom?”

“yes… I guess we never really talked about it much, have we?”

“No, but I understand, I think.”

“Do you? Maybe, look for what it is worth Billy, if you really feel this way, then, well, then you can’t let anything or anyone stand in your way. You just can’t”

Billy was stunned by the soft spoken words of his father. He saw the tears rolling down his cheeks as he spoke them, and he could see him clenching his fists. Carefully he got up off the chair and walked over to his father, and put his hand on his shoulder.

His dad reached up and looked into his son’s eyes, and he couldn’t stop the tears from flowing. In his son’s face he saw his wife’s soft cheeks, her blue eyes and her smile, oh god he saw it all again and he couldn’t stop it, the tears just came out.

Billy didn’t understand at first, what it was that was making his dad act this way and it frightened him a little, to see this rock break down and suddenly weep in front of him like this. He sat down on his father’s lap and rested his head on his shoulder, feeling his father’s body shake to the quiet deep sobs of pain that seemed to be taking hold of him.

“Dad please, don’t, what is it?”

It took awhile before he could find his voice. The depths of emotions were still running high as he looked over to his young son.

“You look so much like your Mother William, it … sorry son, I guess it is simply that you are so much like her, at times, well …”

“Well… what? Tell me, please?”

“There is so much, I guess Billy it is that in so many ways, you are like her, it is unreal at times. I can sit and watch you doing your homework and the way you’ll frown when stuck, or the way you’ll say something, it just is as if she was saying it or doing it, and it brings it all back, and well, I guess I am just too damn sentimental… can you understand that?

No, I am sorry, of course you can, yes Billy, I know how you feel when someone you love isn’t there, there aren’t really the words for it are there son?

You feel like there is a gaping big hole in your heart, your mind can’t focus because all it wants is to find its other half, you sit and stare at the same page for hours, because all you can feel is empty, because they aren’t there beside you.

You walk the halls or the house, going from room to room looking but you know it isn’t there, you just are restless because that piece is gone. You can’t see the missing piece, you just feel it every second that you breathe, every beat of your heart you feel that emptiness, that loneliness.

Yes Billy I do know how you feel.”

“Dad… I never…”

“No, I guess not, how could you? You were only a little child then, and now look at you, ready for your own experiences, all grown up really, too grown up maybe, but if you really feel this way, way down inside…”

“I DO, really I do, it is like I can’t do anything but think of him, when he phones it is like, I don’t know like the 4th of July again, the fireworks the music, it just…”

“Yes, I guess you do have it bad, must run in the family.”

“You miss Mom a lot still don’t you?”

“Yes, every second of every hour I do, and I guess I should have talked about that with you and Taylor… there is so much I should of said or done, but Billy I can’t change the past, but damn it I can change things now.”

With those words he lifted his head and looked into his son’s blue eyes. He saw his wife again, just as he did every time he looked at his two boys. How blessed he was to at least have them. What a fool he had been too, he had risked losing them all because he didn’t understand, not them, but himself, his own feelings. Well God was giving him a chance and this time he was going to take it.

“Billy, I think I on Saturday I will not be home, I think maybe I will see if Trevor will join me in a round of golf. Mike has football practise, so I am sure I can arrange for him to stay here with you. Margaret is going to be in the city for the day, so maybe, just maybe I can run some interference for you two.”

Billy jumped into his father arms, his long beanpole arms crushing his father’s neck as he hugged him. The idea that his dad would take such an active role in helping him was beyond belief. He knew if his dad wanted something to happen, odds were he could make it happen.

“Thank you, oh thank you dad, you don’t know how much this means to me…”

“No, maybe not, but if you feel for Mike only a quarter of how I felt about your mother, well then I guess its worth a shot at making it work out.

This isn’t going to be easy son, you realize that?”

“Yes Sir, but it will work out, I just know it, oh Dad this is so great.”

“Well, we’ll see, we’ll see.”

He left the room and for the first time in a few days Billy was able to get some homework done. His own mood had changed and he kept glancing at the clock, counting down to 10:30 when he knew Mike would call. It was always at 10:30 and he felt so damn happy, he couldn’t wait to tell him that his Dad was going to help them. He also was going to ream his ass out for not letting him know what was going on.

Mike sat at the table, his eyes smouldering as he waited for the inevitable confrontation with his Mother. It seemed liked every morning there was some dig, some comment that would set them off to battling. Even his younger sister and brother seemed to sense it now, and they kept glancing back and forth towards the two combatants.

His house had become like a battlefield. His poor father seemed caught in the middle, forced out of loyalty to his wife to defend her, and to side with her. Yet somehow, Mike felt his dad’s heart wasn’t into it. He thought that maybe if he could just talk to his father they could work through this, but he couldn’t find the words. Damn it, he wished he could be more like Billy, he was never at a loss for words.

“What time is your practise over with Mike?” his mother asked, as she sat down at the table to look at her son. Her heart seemed to squeeze and she felt a stabbing pain in her chest. How handsome he looked, even with such anger inside of him. How did all this come about? She wondered as she waited for the coming explosion.

“Noon, as usual.”

“Well, so you’ll be home around half past then, you can make lunch for yourself, I am going to be in the city for the day.”

“I am going to Billy’s after practise.”

“Oh? And when did you decide this?”

“You aren’t going to stop me. I am not a prisoner.”

“Now listen Michael…”

“NO … you have kept us apart, you say its for my own good, well it isn’t… don’t you see how all this is wrong? Why are you so scared of me being with someone who cares for me? I thought parents wanted that…”

“But not with another boy…. Damn It Michael, you aren’t queer… this is a phase…”

“NO IT ISN’T!”

“Settle down you two. Margaret I told Mike he could go to see Billy today, he isn’t defying you, he has my permission.”

“Trevor… we discussed this Trevor, I don’t want him seeing that boy anymore, it …it isn’t normal, am I the only one here who can see that?”

“Normal Margaret? What is normal? Because some people say it isn’t?”

“The Bible says so Trevor, what will our friends say if they find out?”

“Our friends can go to hell if they have a problem with our son’s sexuality, at least he is honest and he tries to be a good son, isn’t that all we can expect? How many of our so called friends have their kids running around doing drugs and god knows what else? Least Michael doesn’t do that.”

“Oh so because he isn’t a drug freak anything else is okay with you?”

“No, I don’t want to get into this, not in front of everyone, why can’t you just let him see Billy today, and then we can calmly work this out later, the three of us?”

“Because it is wrong, don’t you want grandchildren Trevor?”

“Of course I do, but what does that have to do with our son being happy?”

“Happy? How can he be happy chasing some boy?”

“I am not chasing some boy, Mom, we aren’t just doing this because of some silly teenage impulse, I can’t explain it, can’t you see he is important to me? He makes me feel like I am somebody, like I am important and not because I can catch a football or anything, can’t you see that?”

“No Michael I can’t see that, I see you sneaking around behind my back and getting your father to give in to you, that is what I see.”

“That isn’t fair Mom, and if you were more understanding, maybe I wouldn’t have to sneak out or go behind your back.”

“BOTH OF YOU STOP IT!”

“Trevor don’t you…”

“ENOUGH MARGARET… YOU TOO MICHAEL. I HAVE HAD ENOUGH.

Michael you go get ready for practise, and Margaret, he can go to Billy’s today, and that is that.”

Mike left the table, pushing the chair back in his anger and he glared at his mother. His green eyes were like a super star ready to explode. They sparkled with his resentment and anger but he kept his mouth shut.

He ran up the stairs to his room and started to toss his gear into the gym bag. Damn it, why couldn’t his mother let him be, why did she have to interfere in his life so much. Couldn’t she see that with Billy he was really somebody, not just a jersey number or some kid who could catch?

Tears rolled down his cheeks as he finished putting away his stuff. He sat on his bed, his head aching from all the fighting that had been going on. All he wanted was to nestle in Billy’s arms.

He couldn’t explain it, not to them for sure, but not even to himself. It was the strangest feeling that he had, about Billy. Every time he would think of Billy, which was about every two seconds, his damn dick got hard but that wasn’t really what made him uncomfortable.

Somehow, the idea of being in bed with Billy seemed right, he knew it felt good, even after they had done it and in the first few weeks they must of done it a dozen times each day, and now, since his mother started bitching, they hardly had time to even talk. Yet he still felt weird, thinking of sticking his dick into Billy’s butt or having Billy such him off.

He liked the feeling, but did that make him Queer? His mother sure thought so, and he guessed so did his dad, but he didn’t feel different, he just knew that with Billy he felt whole, felt like there was more to him than being just a jock or some okay looking guy.

Mike was still scared of Billy and all that it meant. He never thought that he could feel this way about someone, let alone another guy, but here he was, fighting like a madman with his parents just so he could feel another guys naked body against his own. Damn, life was weird and there was no one to talk to either, least no one he knew, Billy was lucky he could at least talk to Taylor or some of his online buds, maybe that was why Billy was so sure.

The battle seemed to still be raging downstairs as he managed to gather his gear and head out the door towards his truck. He looked at, and smiled. Sitting on the seat was a small flower. Damn Billy, he always found a way to get to him. Well, he couldn’t blame Billy really, it was his own fault as he started this secret flower leaving right after Billy’s birthday.

It had been fun the first while, now it was the most important thing he looked forward to. Since his Mom had cracked down, they had only seen each other in passing in school, so when he left a flower in Billy’s truck it at least let him know that he was thinking of him.

God, the way Billy had cried on the phone that night, missing him and all, had brought tears to his own face. Shit, maybe he was queer, men didn’t cry that easy did they?

“Ready to go?” his father asked, startling him in his reflection.

“Uh? Oh yeah, sorry Dad.” He said as he stuffed the small flower into his pocket, hoping his father hadn’t seen it.

“From Billy?”

“Huh? What?”

“The flower… is it from Billy?”

“Oh that, uh, yeah it is.”

“I used to leave flowers for your mother when we were dating, out on her parents swing on the front porch, she always did like that.”

“Really? You did?”

“Yeah, and you know who taught me that one? Seth Bradford, Billy’s father.”

“No? Really?”

“Yep, he was a real charmer, Billy’s dad. We are playing golf today you know?”

“Oh? I think Billy mentioned it.”

“Yeah, we won’t be finished at least till supper, most likely we’ll even have something at the club rather than come home, so I guess I’ll see you around 8 or 9 then?”

Mike stared at his father. He was confused, it was as if his father was conspiring to let him spend more time with Billy. Damn it, he couldn’t understand parents, at times they could be so damn mean and then in a second be the most wonderful people on the planet.

“Dad… i…”

“Mike, your mother means well, you know how much she loves you…”

“Yeah I know, it is just that…”

“Yeah, she gets carried away, anyhow, listen to me, this isn’t going to be easy but I think Seth and I can get her to relent a little, if you play along with us and keep that damn temper of yours down a bit, okay?”

“Really? You mean you …”

“Just be cool son, okay? I think Seth has a plan and you know your Mother was best friends with Billy’s mom, I think she’ll come around, just give her time.”

“But Dad, I can’t take this, I mean it isn’t his fault my grades lumped, I don’t know, it was all this stuff I guess and not being able to see him, I can’t explain it…”

“That’s okay son, I think I know what you mean, but your grades are important, and I think if you play along with us, we can find a way to work this out, but you watch yourself, this is not an easy path…”

“I know… I…”

“Never mind, you get going, you can’t be late for practise, and Michael, have fun son.”

With those words his father walked over to his car and opened the passenger door, ready to receive his wife as he was driving her to a friends house, and then he was going to the club. Mike backed out and saw his mother standing by the car, looking at him, a sad expression on her face, not the angry one he had come to know so well these last few weeks.

Billy was pacing around the front steps. Here it was almost 1 and still no Mike. Damn it, was something else going on? He was nervous as he kept pacing, wondering what it would feel like. They hadn’t been able to be together now for almost 9 whole days and just the thought of seeing Mike again was making his dick drip with anticipation.

His heart pounded as every noise made him jerk his head up and glance towards the long driveway to see if it was Mike. He kept checking the gate alarm, hitting the stupid ‘test’ button to make sure it worked. Fuck, he was like a two year old waiting for his first haircut, he wanted one, but was scared of how it would feel. He wanted Mike, but was petrified that maybe Mike really didn’t want him.

When the gate alarm shrieked its warning that it had opened, Billy almost jumped into the air. He was sure he had, but all he could think of was Mike. He rushed down the stairs and was halfway down the driveway when he almost ran into a jogging Mike.

They almost collided into each other. Billy skidded to a stop and saw his man, the sweat pouring down from his forehead as he gazed into Mike’s sturdy face. He saw the drops of sweat curling around his eyes, and dripping onto his nose, and there it was, the most wonderful smile he had ever seen.

He didn’t wait another second and leapt into Mike’s surprised arms. He smothered his face with wet kissed and he wrapped his arms around Mike’s neck, holding him tight, and his legs were also wrapped around Mike’s slightly more muscular body.

Mike was stunned by the sudden appearance of Billy and his heart started to thumb loudly inside his chest. There he was, his blonde hair streaked with sweat, the little defiant lock dangling down and the eyes, those shimmering blue eyes wide open and bulging as they gazed into his own green eyes. He could feel his cock jerking inside of his pants as he stopped his job up the driveway.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to greet Billy, he felt his body being crushed by Billy’s. The touch of him against his own flesh brought him close to ejaculation. It had been so long and to be honest, he had doddled on the way here, afraid that maybe Billy wouldn’t really want him anymore. The sudden rain of kisses on his face made him realize that Billy still wanted him and he started to kiss back, then pulled away.

“Hey, not here…”

“Yes Here… come on its been too long.”

“What if someone sees us…”

“Fuck them, and no one can see us, come on.”

With that he pulled Mike off the driveway into the bushes that lined it. They found a spot under a huge tree, the dark green grass made a perfect spot for them and before Mike could object, Billy had his shirt already off and his pants half way down his legs.

“Come on… I need you inside me now Mike” he shouted, his breath ragged as he tossed his pants to one side, standing there in his shorts, a raging hard on visible through the underwear.

Mike didn’t need any second request and matching Billy’s earlier speed he was standing there, butt naked. Before he could even bring his hand back after tossing his own underwear aside Billy was in his arms. His own hot naked young flesh pressed hard up against Mike’s body.

The touch of their flesh made them both sway under the tree. Their breath was shallow as if they had both been punched in the stomach. Their lips found each other as they kissed deeply and hard, a sense of deep urgency transmitting itself to both hearts.

Mike felt his hands being pushed around and without any further hesitation he grabbed hold of Billy’s quivering buttocks. He felt the soft flesh give under his fingers and he opened his eyes. There in front of him was Billy’s blue eyes, glimmering as they stared into his own green eyes. He could feel the desperate desire that was in his friend but it was more than that. He was sure that he felt something tugging at his heart as it raced forward, making him move faster.

The urgent desire in his heart seemed to push him forward. He ground his hips into Billy’s soft groin, feeling his erect penis digging into the soft crotch, feeling Billy’s own rock hard cock slide underneath and jerk between his own legs. His balls scraped along the young cock shaft, making it jerk even more and his own breathing became ragged and urgent.

Mike felt Billy’s need and carefully he manoeuvred him so that now Billy lay flat on the soft green grass. He knelt beside him, his legs straddling Billy’s prone body as he bent down, kissing him softly now, tasting his young flesh, and tasting the salt from his sweat.

Billy’s eyes never left Mike’s face. He followed his every move as Mike gently kissed him all over, starting with his eyes, then his nose then his lips once more. Then he quickly moved down his face, to kiss under the chin, feeling the sudden rise in Billy’s adam’s apple.

There was a sudden shift in the wind, as it now blew gently across their naked bodies, and Mike raised his head, to stare back into Billy’s eyes. He saw the deep desire and love that was there and his hand rested lightly on the pounding chest of his friend.

He knelt there, waiting and staring. Their eyes locked onto each other and it felt like an immense struggle was going on. Mike was poised, waiting and Billy was laying there, trembling in anticipation. They stared, no words passed and then Mike simple moved his hand down the thin chest, past the quivering stomach to reach back and quickly grab hold of Billy’s swaying penis.

As his hand touched the fiery hot flesh, Billy’s eyes fluttered and blinked under the tremendous feeling of love that washed through his whole body. His head felt faint and he tossed it to one side as Mike held tightly onto the throbbing cock.

Billy felt his body rolling over to one side as Mike’s strong hands pushed his hips up and off to one side. He found himself no longer looking at Mike, but at the green grass beneath him and then he felt the urgent pressure of Mike’s fingers around his ass cheeks.

He groaned with pleasure as Mike’s hand worked its way down his cheeks, to rest the strong long fingers against his quivering pink hole. Billy started to shake, his legs twitching with desire, his arms quivering in need, and his heart pumping in pure expectation.

Mike couldn’t wait any longer, his balls were already pressing up against his fully erect penis and he looked down at Billy’s milky white body, seeing the flesh quiver under his touch and it made his own blood boil in desire. As his fingers found Billy’s tight pink hole, he felt his cock jerking up against the back of Billy’s legs, knowing it was close.

With one final push of his hands, he had Billy flat on his stomach, his butt slightly raised as he moved his own sweating body on top. His cock was wedged just below and reached down with one hand to bring it up along the warm moist cheeks to slide it up against Billy’s tight pink hole.

He felt the pressure of Mike’s cock against his buttocks, then up against his sphincter muscle and without waiting he pushed his buttocks upwards, forcing the 6-inch cock inside of him. He couldn’t wait and pushed hard and straight up, feeling the sudden stabbing pain as Mike’s cock entered him.

The unexpected upward thrust by Billy brought a moan of delight from Mike. He could feel a strange warmth coming into his whole body, starting along his jerking cock shaft, going up his spine and through his whole body. He pushed down just as the wave of warmth entered his heart and made it start to pound even faster.

He was already panting as his young athletic body crashed down onto Billy’s prone rear He felt his groin crushing into the soft fleshy cheeks, felt his cock shoot down the warm velvet lining of Billy’s rectum sending wave after wave of joy through his body.

Mike’s legs started to shake uncontrollably as the ground his hips around, twisting his jerking penis deep inside of Billy. His arms, resting on either side of Billy, holding his upper body up, started to buckle under the relentless waves of joy that was passing through him. His head became light and dizzy and he could hear a soft rumbling roar in his ears as he pumped his hips, forcing his body to respond, forcing his penis in and out of Billy’s own clenching buttocks.

In seconds Mike could feel his whole body shuddering, his cock no longer willing to push inwards, instead it was desperately jerking to and fro inside of Billy. His balls no longer just pushed upwards, they were hurting him now as they spilled their juice out and up along the throbbing cock shaft, sending it flying deep into Billy’s inner body.

He cried out loudly as his body surrendered to its desire and lust. He felt Billy’s legs quivering and twitching and as his voice echoed in the still of the afternoon, he heard a deep rumbling moan of pure joy come from Billy’s mouth.

As his body shook, the tremors slowly subsiding, he lay on top of Billy’s own quaking form. The two of them, drenched in sweat from the day’s heat but more from their wild urgent passion. He could hardly breath and his chest still hurt from the terrific pounding of his heart. Mike could feel Billy’s body slowly returning to normal and he opened his eyes to see the back of Billy’s head. The soft blonde hair matted by their sweat. He could see his cheeks puffing in and out as Billy struggled for air after his own quick exertion.

Mike rolled off of Billy’s backside and lay flat on his back. He still puffed from his sudden exertion. Billy managed to raise himself up and moved closer to Mike, his one thin arm now rested on Mike’s heaving chest.

“I missed you Mike”

“No really? I would never have guessed, man you have a weird way of saying hello.”

“Well I thought you’d like it.”

“Like it, yeah I like it, in fact…”

Mike rolled onto his side and kissed Billy on the lips, this time taking his time. He reached down with his hand, to grip the still semi erect penis and then he brought his leg to lay it over Billy’s.

“Mike, I…”

“Sshh, I know what my Billy needs.”

Billy almost felt like he would pass out. The feeling of Mike’s hand holding his cock brought it erect in a second and yet it wasn’t just that. He felt like there was a part of him reaching to join him and he could feel his heart aching as Mike’s hand continued to slowly pat his erect cock shaft.

Mike just kissed him, lightly, not forcing anything now, the wild lust no longer in control, instead replaced by a more calm passion. His hand held the erect penis, gently stroking it as he kissed Billy’s chin now, then slowly worked his mouth down under the chin, along the long thin neck, feeling him swallow as he kissed.

Billy could feel his heart racing once more as he lay there, letting Mike touch him all over. The soft gentle pressure of his lips made him swoon slightly, his head no longer clear as his eyes shut tight. Tiny streaks of blue dots flashed as Mike continued to kiss him then softly lick the hollow of his neck, then down, towards his chest, along the small strands of blonde hair.

Mike could feel his own groin stirring again, the scent of Billy’s body driving him wild as he licked the soft flesh, tasting the saltiness of the dried sweat that once more was starting to bead up. He felt the thumbing of Billy’s heart as his mouth passed across the chest towards the nipple, feeling the pink flesh quiver under his tongue.

He couldn’t stop, even if a whole crowd of people showed up, he needed to let Billy know how special he was to him. His tongue licked the nipple, twirling it around, tasting it, enjoying it as his hand now moved up from the solid penis, pushing up against the small pubic patch.

His hands now roamed across the young flesh, pushing here, prodding there, as he closed his green eyes and let his heart guide his body. Mike licked the tip of the nipple, feeling Billy shudder and then in one long steady motion he moved his face down, his tongue running along the centre of Billy’s chest, down towards his groin and the stiff pole that swayed in the air.

Billy couldn’t stop groaning, his whole body was trembling as Mike licked him. The rough edge of his tongue against his flesh made his heart beat hard and fast, his lungs sucked in the air in giant swallows as it too felt the shuddering tremors.

His arms fluttered and twitched against the green grass, beating a strange tattoo on the earth as Mike moved his mouth down lower, now licking at the soft tiny blonde hairs of Billy’s groin. It stopped briefly around the belly button, licking the inner flesh, then quickly moved down to moisten the already damp hairs around the waving penis.

Billy’s body was stretched out taut, his legs twitching and his toes arched outwards in an unnatural manner. The pleasure was too much for him and he tossed his head from side to side, feeling the grass blades against his cheeks as Mike’s mouth found his cock. He could feel his breath as it blew against the hot pole, and then he felt his muscles tighten as Mike’s mouth raised itself up off his groin.

A strange warmth covered his cock, as Mike’s mouth slid down the throbbing cock. He could feel the lips pressing against his flesh, forcing his cock to stay still as Mike swallowed him in one long slow swoop.

As his lips pressed up against his groin his body arched upwards, forcing his cock deeper in Mike’s mouth. The sensation made him quake and his arms thrashed wildly as he lost total control over his limbs.

Billy cried out in a loud ringing voice as his balls suddenly flung themselves upwards, forcing their milk up and through the throbbing cock, through the now widened pee slit that was buried against the back of Mike’s throat.

He cried again as the white milk came flooding out into Mike’s waiting mouth and he heard it strike the back of the throat, the cock head jerking wildly inside and he could feel Mike’s lips pressing tighter on his cock shaft, holding it, squeezing it as his cum flooded out in a steady stream.

Just as suddenly as he had cum, he now lay flat on the ground, Mike’s head rested on his thigh, his mouth an inch or two away from his now limb penis. Billy’s legs were still trembling a little as they lay there, spent for the moment and yet knowing that soon they would once more be ready to enjoy each other. Billy’s hand lay on Mike’s dark hair, feeling it and twisting a few locks around his fingers.

It felt so right, so perfect, why couldn’t everyone just leave them alone and let them be? He wondered as his hand played with Mike’s hair. He was right when he had told his dad, this wasn’t just a sex thing, there was way too much more involved, and for a brief second he felt frightened, scared of just how much he was becoming attached to Mike, and fearful of what would happen if they couldn’t be together.

Mike felt a small shiver go up his spine as he lay there, feeling Billy playing lightly with his hair. IT felt so good, so right and yet his Mother wanted to prevent him from feeling this way. What did she know, she couldn’t see how happy he felt laying here in Billy’s arms or feeling his heart beating under him.

Somehow he had to find a way to convince her, to let her know that no matter what, he had to be with Billy. Maybe if he talked with Billy’s dad, maybe he could find a way to give him the words to convince her. No, that wouldn’t work, he had to find the words himself, there was no one he could turn to and he felt sad for a second, until a waft of Billy’s scent came blowing past his nostrils.

He turned his head to look up at Billy and saw him smiling and no matter how hard it was going to be, he knew it was what he had to do.