Chapter 22

The house felt quiet as Seth walked the hallway. No young voices raised in laughter, no silent whimpering coming from behind closed doors, and the place felt empty, and yet he knew it wasn’t. Slowly he made his way to the French doors, overlooking the pool and stood there, wondering just what did the future hold for him.

He breathed deeply, smelling the sweet scent of violets in the air, the soft wisps of carnations floated near by, and he knew she was there with him, shoulder to shoulder as he stared out at the quiet of the night, the moon and stars glittering in the dark water of the pool.

“It is so nice to hear the laughter again, I never really appreciated it so much until now, I missed that so much, Oh Damn, I am going to cry again and yet I can feel you here, I can smell you and I know that I have a thousand questions to ask, and yet all I can hear is the laughter and the joy.

I think I am finally seeing what you have known all this time, I only wish you were here to be a part of it, but then you are, aren’t you? I can see it every time Billy smiles at me, or each time I catch Taylor looking at me from behind some papers. It is going to be okay isn’t it?”

Seth looked up at the heavens as he softly whispered his final question. He waited, watching the blinking lights, wondering if he was slowly going insane. Small tears slowly rolled down his cheeks as he waited for an answer he knew he wouldn’t get, but he had to try, so many years of hiding behind his grief had left its mark on him.

He still had fears, still had doubts and now here he was turning his safe steady life upside down, and for what? Not another women, instead for a man while his two sons also found their way with other young men. How things had changed from just a year ago. Taylor not only spoke to him, but also was actually talking to him, asking him for advice, and he listened too. That was something that still made his heart flutter, to have Taylor actually seek him out for his opinion.

Then there was Billy, and that too had changed for him. Billy, the soft-spoken quiet one, the one who sat around for days brooding about something, now ran around laughing and joking. He was a brand new person, one with a wicked sense of humour and an unbelievable drive for having plain old fun. Well, Mike definitely had a hand in bringing that out, and he stared upwards at the heavens, wondering if maybe the answer was there, maybe she had given him the answer but he had simply been too wrapped up in his own grief that he had missed it, until now?

He jumped as he felt the hand touch his shoulder. The surprise of it all made his heart quickens and he blinked as he turned around to see Chris standing next to him. A worried look was in his eyes as he stood there, a dark blue robe covering his solid masculine form. God, even here in the middle of the night, he still was a hot looking stud, and what was even more amazing, he was here for him, him the grumpy staid old lawyer.

“You okay?”

“Yeah, what are you doing up?”

“Looking for you. Kind of lonely in that big new bed without you”

“Sure, didn’t mean to wake you”

“Its strange Seth, I mean it was like, I don’t know, I never felt this way”

“Huh? What? Something wrong?”

“Wrong? Shit no, it is just I never felt so lonely as when you aren’t there, it scares me”

“Lonely? Yeah I know that feeling”

“Yeah, I can tell, you miss her a great deal don’t you?”

“How, I mean, yes I do, I guess it isn’t fair to you is it?”

“Me? Shit, I wish I had those kind of memories, but I think I am making them now”

Seth stared into Chris’ eyes, seeing the glow inside, feeling the love as it just seemed to pour out and wrap itself around him. He couldn’t believe how fortunate he was, to have Chris, and all that on top of having three wonderful sons, well four really but he was still getting to know Jeremy. Damn, so many lost years, so much water passing by, and yet it was like they were discovering each other again, and this time he could feel the strength of the bonds, and he reached out to touch Chris’ hand.

As he did, he felt the surge of electricity pass through him, almost as if sparks would fly and at the same time he heard a soft voice, quiet but filled with life, whispering to him, telling him to hold on tight and to get ready for the ride of his life. He glanced at Chris, saw him smile, and then he looked back up at the sky to see the stars glowing. It was as if they suddenly had grown in size, their colours brilliant in the night sky, the moon larger and more vibrant and he knew that she had indeed answered him.

“Come on stud, let’s go break in that new bed”

“What? Again?”

“Complaining?”

“Hell no, but uh, this time, can you do me one tiny little favour?”

“Okay, what is it?”

“Well, don’t let any dribble out this time”

With those words, Chris took off at a fast loping pace, his head looking back at the stunned face and the narrowing eyes as he headed up the stairs, his face wrapped in a wide smile, his eyes laughing as he took the stairs 2 at a time, the robe flying behind him.

Seth was stunned for a second, then he felt a gentle push and before he knew it, he was bounding up the stairs after Chris.  Dribble out hey, well he’d see just how well that young pup managed to hold it all, hehe and the door slammed as he entered his bedroom.

The sound of thundering feet on stairs and doors slamming shut made Billy smile as he lay in bed. He could hear Mike’s even breathing and he knew that his man was sound asleep. Damn it felt so good, to feel his strong arm wrapped around his belly, and the mere thought brought his dick to full size.

He was still feeling uneasy though, he knew that Mike had poohed his concerns, but still it did bug him a little. He was unsure of Chris and now with Keith it was even more complicated. Damn if he wasn’t falling for Keith too, which made it harder to be objective.

Mike had told him to lighten up and he did, but he couldn’t just suddenly stop his natural concerns. His dad meant the world to him, always had but he had never really been able to express it. Man he could still get the shakes and chills as he thought about some of the battles he had, specially the one about Taylor.

His body trembled a little, and he felt Mike’s arms shift, the body suddenly next to him coming in closer and the hold around his belly getting tighter, as if the sleeping boy next to him knew his thoughts and was trying to protect him. Damn, how did he get so lucky, how did he go from being a quiet scared lonely kid to one who had so much love around him?

Maybe that is why he was so nervous. I mean one minute he was looking after a household of him, Taylor, and his father, now he managed a household that had the best damn lover in the world, no older brother and a father who had taken a divorced lover with a small kid. Shit, talk about changes, and really, it wasn’t all that slow developing, one minute his dad was maybe seeing someone to that someone now living here.

Not only that, but before he could actually get used to the idea of his strong silent father being in the arms of a younger man, he found himself giving up his special time with Mike to be a babysitter. Well that was how he had looked at it when the weekend was starting, but he had to admit, Mike was very right about it being a fun time.

Shit, if he was honest, he already was missing having Keith around and he had only been gone for three days. The weekend had been better than he could have imagined, and once more Mike had proved himself right, shit if that kept up he would have to rethink his whole concept of jocks. Yeah right. Well he could try, but then he knew Mike was a brain, but no way was he going to tell him that.

Billy smiled as the thoughts raced across his mind. He knew he was stalling, not wanting to go to sleep, not because he had nightmares, but because he was kind of afraid that one day he would wake up and find that this was all a dream, a hell of a good one, but none the less still a dream. Hell, he still pinched himself at times to make sure he was awake.

Deep down he still wondered about Chris, but he had to admit that he was at least making dad more fun to be around, no longer did his dad stay at work late, no longer did he come home looking like he would pass out from exhaustion and more than that, the lonely walks during the night had gotten less.

He guessed, that maybe he was just a wee bit jealous of Chris, I mean for the longest time it was just him and dad, he was the one who made the meals, saw to the deliveries, did the grocery shopping and laundry and now Chris was doing some of it.

In a way it was fun, cause it meant more time for him and Mikey, in other ways it felt like he was being pushed away, but that was stupid. If anything, he found himself getting hugs and even the occasional kiss on the forehead that had been missing for years.

Then there was the track stuff, man that really was getting to him. He had been nervous about going out for sports, the odds of failure were just too great, least in his mind yet he had to admit, it had been fun so far. Shit, he actually had won four races, granted only one of them was close but the tough one’s were coming up. Tomorrow he would face his toughest competition yet and he could feel the disappointment already, and he hadn’t even run the race yet.

No way could he tell Mikey how he felt, or his dad, because they were expecting so much from him and that was the reason he had never really gone out for sports before. He couldn’t handle disappointing the two men in his life that meant his world and now here he was, risking all that for a race.

He could feel his heart tighten a little around his chest and he knew he had to get out of bed. Carefully he moved the warm arm off his belly, feeling it shake a little and tremble slightly as he moved out of the bed, and with a brainstorm, he padded off to the bathroom. All the time he moved, he watched and as he was about to enter the bathroom, he saw the body settle back down, the breathing resuming its even beat.

Standing over the toilet, he managed to dribble a little and then flush the toilet, knowing that his plan would work and he silently crept back out, to see the soft body of Mike laying on the bed, still sleeping soundly.

Systematically he quietly moved out of the bathroom towards the far wall and window. He finally reached the window, and looking back made sure that Mike was still sleeping. He smiled at the sight of Mike, and he felt his heart quicken a little, a small jump in his pulse rate as he could feel the love coming from the bed, could feel it reaching out for him and he knew that what he had there was beyond words.

Billy stared outwards now, his eyes focusing on the array of twinkling light high up in the sky. He watched the stars blinking and wondered if his mother was up there, looking down on them all. What would she say, he wondered as he started to think again about the upcoming race. How would she feel If he failed at winning, and he knew she wouldn’t mind at all. She never really did find disappointment in him or Taylor.

The image of his father floated in front of him and he wondered if the new Seth would be any different if, he lost the race? It had crossed his mind that at times he had been a disappointment to Seth, not being the jock or the flag carrier for the family. He knew that Taylor and his dad had fought over sports, at trying to excel in other activities, which was one reason he had gone out for some of the less active aspects of after school.

His dad had been proud of his extra curricular activities but it never seemed to be the back slapping hand shaking bear hug type of pride, something he really did want and something, which he felt for the first time after that first race. He still could feel the strange glow inside of him when he and his father met at home after, and how much it seemed to have meant to him.

He knew his dad had an athletic background, was a strong member of the alumni and all that, and yet he had shied away from trying out, least until Mike started working on him. There was no doubt in his mind that he would do anything for Mike, even humiliate himself if necessary and only because of Mike’s insistence did he go out for track.

Now though, he had to admit, it wasn’t his only reason for sticking to it. Sure at first he wanted to please Mike, worried his ass off to about failing, dumb thoughts of maybe Mike leaving him if he failed, but then he always did put extra pressure on himself. Lately he found he was kind of shying away from that, least until the next race loomed up like now.

Staring out at the sky, he saw the lights blinking, as if they were talking to each other. He smiled, remembering an earlier time when his mother had held his hand, and pointed up at the sky, telling him how everything would always be okay, because up there rested all the people who loved him, who loved all of God’s children and that only the heavens were big enough to hold all that love and all that caring. She told him that whenever he felt alone, felt scared to look up into the heavens and let the love come to him, because he was always loved.

Small tears formed at his eyes as he looked upwards, knowing that he was loved. He could feel his heart ache from his loss, but he could also feel it healing, and he knew that the love he had here on earth, was only a smidgen of what awaited him later. God, to think that what he had now was so miniscule to what the heavens held made him stand in awe over it all.

Funny, the thought of losing the race was something he dreaded, he could break out into a cold sweat if he let himself, but Mike had been terrific. The first race had been so amazing, and each one after even more so. But those were really against non-opponents, runner’s will even less experience than he had, but starting with tomorrow’s race, it would be different.

How would his dad feel if he didn’t win it? I mean now he expected it, and there was no way he was as fast as all the other’s, damn here he was again, caught in a cycle that he couldn’t win. He looked up at the stars, wishing for an answer, pleading with the twinkling lights to reach down and give him the answer he needed.

“Every night Billy I look up to the stars and thank God that he has let me be here with you, did you know that?”

Billy was startled by the soft voice of Mike in his ear. He turned to find him standing next to him, his green eyes still covered in sleep, but the love still managed to shine through and wrap itself around his young body. He could feel the warmth of the love as it caressed him, even though they were not glued together.

Mike took a step forward, and casually he placed his arm around Billy’s waist and moved in closer, his eyes now fully awake and he too stared upwards, at the bright lights shining down on them both.

“really?”

“Yeah, funny though, I never remember before praying to God, not even when I was little, I mean my folks aren’t the real church types, but yeah, ever since I met you I got me religion, hehe”

“Sure Mike, for real?”

“Yeah, I mean if you really think about it, someone had to guide us together, someone has to be handling all this, I mean, how else can you explain it all?”

“I don’t know, it is kind of scary though”

“What? That God is guiding us or the race tomorrow?”

“hehe, you always know what I am thinking don’t you? Well both I guess”

“Do you believe in God?”

“Yes, I suppose so, not the kind that you see in most churches though, I can’t buy into that, but yeah I believe in God”

“Me too, I never thought about it much, but now I do.”

“Why?”

“I guess cause you scare me at times.”

“Me? Scare you, oh shit, what did, I mean”

“Sssh, don’t billy, not in a bad way, it scares me how much you mean to me and I am so afraid at times of losing you, I mean, I know you love me, it isn’t that at all, it is, shit, I look at you at times, at your dad or Taylor and wonder how you have managed to survive, and then I wonder if I could survive like that, if you were the one taken from me… so yeah I pray every night to God to keep you safe, to not take you from me”

Billy could feel the body trembling next to him and he turned his head down from the sky to look at Mike. He never really understood just how deep Mike’s love was for him, he knew it was there, he just didn’t understand it. Now, for a brief second he seemed to comprehend it all, of how Mike really felt, and just how deep it did run.

Reaching out with his hand, he grasped Mike’s hand and together they looked into each other’s eyes. There was no mistaking the glitter of tears in the green eyes, but neither was there any mistaking the deep glow of passion and love that rested throughout Mike’s body. He could feel it, feel it reaching for him and suddenly he just felt at peace.

“I know Mike, I think about it too”

“Yeah? I kind of guessed that, but its strange”

“What is strange?”

“Well, maybe its this house, maybe its just being a dumb jock or who knows, maybe I read too many books, but whenever I feel like that, I get this sort of feeling, like someone is standing over me, like someone is watching me and feeling me think these things, and yet no one is there. Weird huh?”

“Yeah I guess, who or what is it, you got any idea?”

“Oh yeah, but, I don’t know, it sort of feels like its your mom, or her spirit I guess, I mean like just now, I was having this really cool dream, and then suddenly there she was, or sort of, telling me, get up Mike, get up and well, I opened my eyes and saw you over here, freaky huh?”

Billy just stared at him. It was the first time that Mike ever really spoke about how he could sense him. It felt somewhat spooky too, because it was also, how he felt at times. Like the time only a few weeks ago when Mikey was feeling down at his parents being away, how he had stood by this same window and it was he who had woken up and came up to stand beside him.

“Kind of I guess, ‘cept it is kind of what happens to me”

“I know”

“How, I mean, shit how do you know?”

“I don’t know, it scares me sometimes, I can be sitting there and just know what you need, or I can sit there wishing for you to do something and bang, you go do it”

“You think we are nuts?”

“Hell, I don’t know, maybe in a way, but I know that I love you, maybe that is the answer”

“Huh? How, or what, you lost me”

“Well, you know, it is like we love each other so much that we can feel each other, even when we are apart, like I read about this study about twins, how they can be thousands of miles apart and yet know when their twin needs em, maybe our love is like that?”

“Hey, I read that too… shit, yeah maybe, I don’t know, but doesn’t it freak you at times?”

“Sure, but then you generally cuddle up and I feel better”

“You just want some sex”

“No, I don’t”

“Huh? Now who’s feeding who a line.”

“hehe, no Billy, it isn’t that, I don’t think we have sex anymore, least not in the sense that some of our friends think of it”

“No? So what is it that we do?”

“We love each other, I mean if you stop and think about it, it isn’t so much whose dick is in whose ass, or whose tongue is licking whose ass, it is just that we are together, as fully as we can make two bodies, I don’t know, shit it doesn’t always make sense to me but it is like I don’t want your cock because it’s a cock, I want it because it’s a part of us, not you, but us, like, hell, I mean like when we aren’t together, when you aren’t touching me or your dick isn’t buried up my ass, I feel sort of, well sort of like I am missing a part of my body.”

Billy stared at Mike, it was as if a dam had burst, the way Mike had just spouted off, and yet it felt like he was only saying what he himself had felt at times. God, was he right? He had worried about the increasing feelings to have wild sex with Mike, thinking that his hormones were simply out of whack, but then he would think of how much it meant to be in Mike’s arms, or how safe it felt to just snuggle up to him.

Mike’s chest was still heaving a little, and tiny beads of sweat seemed to be popping out all over his forehead and body. He stood there, naked, his body glistening in the soft glow of moonlight as he gazed at Billy. He could feel him, feel his fear and he was desperate in wanting to take it all away, and he felt so inadequate, so incapable and yet somehow he knew he had to express it all, to make Billy understand that no matter how many races Billy won or lost, there was no one in the entire universe who could hold his heart as Billy could.

“it is funny, but there have been times Mike when I was sure I could hear your voice and yet I knew you weren’t talking, cause my mouth was over yours, or my dick was in it, and yet it was almost as if you were shouting to me, so yeah, I guess I do know what you mean.”

“Really” Shit, I can’t tell you how many times I have heard your voice, but it freaks me out at times, I mean are we normal? It isn’t like there is anyone who we can talk to.”

“Yeah, I guess in a way that’s the worse part of being gay, isn’t it, no one we can share that with.”

“Uh huh, but maybe we can, I mean there is Taylor and Jeremy, and now dad and Chris.”

“True, but I don’t know, it still feels kind of weird talking to them about this stuff”

“Who, your dad and Chris?”

“Well, dad and even Taylor, I guess, I don’t know, Chris still is, well a stranger.”

“Yeah? Or you still trying to be Billy the Protector?”

“Huh?”

“Come on Billy, you have been the bridge between Taylor and your dad, you have been the one who kept the family together, making the meals, getting your dad to at least make an occasional appearance at the table, and now here comes someone strange who is doing that too, kind of like he’s stepping on your toes, in a way, and maybe someone who’s taking away from what you think is your territory?”

“Shit, no, I mean maybe at first, but he is younger than dad, and well, there are other issues too”

“Yeah I know, but your dad is pretty smart, he can figure that out.”

“Yeah but what if its because he sees us and is so desperate for some of it that he’s blinded by trying to just get what we have?”

“I don’t know, I guess if that was true, well, he’d be pretty hurt and you and I would be out looking for the guy to wail on, but do you really think Chris is got some secret agenda?”

“No, not now, hell I didn’t really think so at the start, I guess it is just, I don’t know, so many changes, you really go out to wail on him if he hurt dad?”

“Fucking right I would”

“I didn’t know he was that important to you”

“Shit yes, I mean come on he’s given me a home, given me something a damn sight more too, I mean he’s given me his son, how could I not love him? Besides, even if I didn’t like him, I would still do it, because it would hurt you if he was hurt, and no one Billy, no one is going to hurt you, not as long as I am yours, so yeah, I’d go out and wail on the guy, for sure man”

Mike was puffing a little, and Billy could see the flare of anger in his face, the raw determination that rode his soul was at the forefront, ready to battle for his happiness. How could he question such absolute loyalty, such absolute faith in him?

“Well, I doubt if that is ever going to happen, I really think Chris is in love with Dad, and I know dad really does enjoy their time together, man it has to be hard though, I mean with Keith and all.”

“Yeah he is a cute kid too, it was kind of fun playing around with him, wasn’t it?”

“Hehe, yeah except when you two ganged up on me, like that wasn’t fair, haha”

“Haha, yes it was, besides you got even later, he helped you, so we are even”

“Even? No Mike, I owe you so much, I… shit, there you go again, you doing it to me again you green eyed devil”

“Hehe, yep, but no Billy, you owe me nothing, I have everything I could ever want, I have your love, after that there just isn’t anything else that can equal that, let alone top it, so no Billy, I have it all”

“But I want to give you so much more Mike”

“What more is there to give me? Kids? We can adopt. Victories on the field? Shit, I am a winner every time you hold me, so come on Billy, what else is there?”

“Yeah, but what if I lose those races?”

“What about it? Fuck, you know I am yours, long before you started this track stuff, and long before you start football, so come on…”

“Hey, football? Now wait a second, you aren’t going to get me into that now, shit I am already freaked about this track stuff and you have me playing football…”

“Uh huh, and know why?”

“No, why?”

“Cause, last year you always were there for me, you brought me home, cleaned me, bathed me, hugged me, consoled me when we lost, were as pumped as me when we won, and well, I want my turn”

“Your turn?”

“Yeah, I want to do that for you, I don’t give a shit if we win every race, win every damn football game, I just want to share it with you, I want you to feel the joy of winning, of being the best, other than being the best lover, and yeah, even the agony of losing, and before you get all paranoid on me, I have my reasons, cause while its nice to win, we can’t always win, we do lose, and maybe if you lose a race or lose a football game, and wake up finding me next to you, then, maybe, just maybe you won’t be up half the night worrying if I will love you, you’ll have your answer.”

The tears wouldn’t stop coming. Billy could feel his whole body trembling as the words echoed in the quiet of the room. The heavens were forgotten as he gazed into the green eyes, saw the deep passion, the unbelievable love that was contained in the most gorgeous package God could of designed. How fucking lucky could he be? He had what he knew he wanted.

Mike had his head down, the tears seemed to roll down his face, he knew he loved Billy, he knew that nothing but an act of God could ever take him away from his side, and somehow he knew that it was his mission on earth to be with Billy.

He felt his hand being raised and he looked up. The stars cast their brilliance into the room, the moon lit up the dark room and he saw the soft yellow glow wrap itself around them as Billy moved the hand up to his cheek, wiping Billy’s tears with his hand, feeling Billy’s desire grow with each passing second.

His hand no longer needed Billy to guide it along Billy’s face. He found his own strength and as his heart started to pound in his chest, he knew that Billy finally understood him, finally had come to realize that he, Michael Shepard, was William Bradford’s for life.

The realization came to them both at once, and slowly their two heads grew closer, their eyes staring at each other, willing the closeness to come quicker. Their lip touched, and sparks of blue and brilliant white seemed to pass between them as the heavens smiled down on their love.

Nothing in there past could have prepared for them the strange new feeling that suddenly began to pour into them as they clutched at each other. Their lips locked together, their eyes locked gazing into each other and their bodies seemed to just simply melt together, to slowly become one body.

The heaven’s seemed to open up as they grew closer, as their bodies joined together in an embrace of pure love and passion. A deep aura of blue surrounded them and they could feel their hearts beating, their young chests heaving with total desire for the other person.

Billy couldn’t believe the wave after wave of pure love that washed through his whole body. He knew now that no matter what happened tomorrow, win or lose, he really had already won the most important race.

Mike stood there, feeling his legs twitch and shudder as Billy’s legs rubbed up against his own. His eyes delved deep into the blue pools of Billy’s eyes, feeling the fire growing deep inside and he could see his own inner fire, matching Billy’s, flame for flame, heat spike for spike, and he knew that tonight they would definitely be one.

It was almost as if a pair of hands rested on each of them, slowly they felt themselves being turned, being gently pushed away from the open window towards the moon bathed bed. Mike could see the yellow glow bounding off the sheets, as if they were a soft cloud high in the atmosphere.

Far off in the distance a tree groaned as the wind whistled past its leaves, and it made a soft rustling sound, as they just glided towards the bed, their bodies together, their eyes not really looking at the bed, yet still seeing it come closer. It was as if someone had taken them and was walking them, step by step, towards their union.

The noises of the night gradually grew softer as they came closer to the bed, the sounds of a still house no longer bore down on them, instead a lightness seemed to just overcome them both. Their hearts no longer rang out in a duo, but only one strong steady beat echoed in the room as Mike’s knees touched the foot of the bed and his hands now moved down the slender flesh, to gently hold the young body around the waist.

He stared into Billy’s eyes, seeing the fire coming up, the orange glow changing its hue from a deep orange to a light blue, then to a darker blue and then to a radiant whiteness that blinded his eyes but not his sight. He could see the white flickering flames, the wild dance of passion as he bend down, gently placing Billy on the bed, his smooth cheeks sitting at first on the edge, then gently, ever so gently he helped the young boy slide upwards, so now his legs too would lay across the glittering sheets.

The white flames of Billy’s passion no longer could be held back, the soft groan of desire joined in the sounds of the single fast paced beat of their one heart and Mike could feel himself gliding along, slowly resting his hips on top of the burning flesh of Billy’s body. He could feel the hard solid pole wedged up against his own quivering buttocks and he gazed into the dancing white flames, feeling them reach out, feeling them touch his own flickering flames, feeling the fire growing even hotter inside of him and around him as he bent down, his lips once more to press up against Billy’s.

The fire raged between them, their love grew stronger and hotter as their mouths pressed together. The raspy edge of their tongues flicked out, teasing, touching, tasting the other and their heart continued its single strong beat. The room reverberated to its loud ring, and yet neither could hear it.

All that they could hear was each other calling the other’s name. Mike could hear Billy’s soft voice, calling him and he knew his soul was answering. Billy could feel the soft tones of Mike’s voice reaching deep down inside of him, touching his soul and still they were not yet joined.

Mike’s body began to ache in a way he had never felt before. His whole body seemed to be one massive pool of desire as the white flames flickered around his flesh. He could feel Billy’s body beneath him, the legs quivering as he slid his hand down the bare chest, feeling each tiny chest hair, touching the hot fully erect nipples and gently squeezing them. Every touch, every movement of muscles inside that flesh made his body ache harder and made his desire grow even more.

The room felt like it was in the middle of a blast furnace. The white flames covered the whole bed now, the two bodies no longer distinguishable in its wild dancing flames. Together they moved and groaned as Mike’s hands moved down the heaving chest, to rest briefly against the stomach, feeling the muscles quake to his touch.

He could feel Billy’s desire reaching inside of him, he could feel it touch his soul with its long hot tentacles of need, and his hips slid downwards, his own hard erect penis rubbing against the rippling muscles, feeling the power of their love hold them, sending its own messages of desire along the searing flesh of Billy.

Their eyes could see no shapes, nothing but the brilliance of the dancing flames and yet they could still see, still feel the wild desire and urgent need of the other. Mike could feel his body, and yet he could feel the blood rushing along every sinew, every vein within Billy’s body.

As he moved his hands down the waist, to touch the hot crotch and feel the burning strands of blond pubic hairs, he felt his body being invaded by another strange feeling and he knew that every thought, every feeling of his own body was being felt by Billy. The thought of his whole body sharing all of its inner most thoughts was almost too much and he groaned loudly into the night.

The sound of his passion was like no other heard in the entire house, it shook the very foundation of the building, or at least so he thought as more and more his body started to rock and shake with the passion he felt for Billy.

Their bodies were like one, and Billy could feel Mike’s absolute love pour into him, Every pore in his body seemed open, desperate to soak in every drop of love that Mike could muster, and still more. He too could feel their silent communication and his own voice now joined the steady groaning of Mike. His own voice echoed the strong bond of love that now grew around and through them both.

His legs seemed to fly apart, his hips suddenly no longer resting easy on the bed, as he felt the sudden sharp jab and then all he could feel was wave after wave of hot white flames pouring into him. He could hear the roar of their heart as it pounded out its own message of love and commitment. Nothing else could penetrate their embrace; nothing could separate the absolute love they had for each other.

As Mike’s hard penis drove deep within the soft velvet lining of Billy’s rectum, the two bodies seemed to grew closer, grow tighter in each other’s firm grip. The limbs of both started to flay the bed, the old springs bouncing and groaning under the stress of two hot 16 year old bodies as they became one vision of love.

Billy’s body was on fire, nothing but Mike could quench the burning desire and Mike knew it as his body struggled to full fill its duty. His hips crashed hard into the soft cheeks of Billy, each hard thrust making them groan even louder, making the white flames of their love reach heavenwards. Their bedroom could no longer hold back their passion and Billy could feel their heart bursting, feel its power simply explode throughout the room and beyond.

The hot white flames seemed to simply grow brighter, more brilliant, more white than anything ever seen on earth as Mike’s hard 6 ½ inch penis pounded mercilessly into Billy’s soft insides. He could feel the muscles as they felt the strong flesh push past, he could feel every sinew as his cock roared past them, and he could feel the love of his life as he enjoyed it, desired it, urged it on.

Small drops of spit oozed from around his lips, rivers of sweat poured from his body as his body pushed and pulled. Each slap of his hot young flesh against Billy’s body made him cry out in joy, each thrust of his hips made Billy moan in pure ecstasy as the two bodies became one.

Nothing else mattered, no other sound could penetrate their wild love as their bodies slammed into each other, the hard penis digging deepere with each thrust, its fiery head burning the insides, desperate to reach the soul of Billy and with one final loud scream, the two bodies crashed together one more time, one final assault as they joined together, hot man milk pouring from both penis.

There was no stopping the trembling bodies as Mike’s hot cum came flooding out deep within Billy’s own shaking body. Every part of his inside tasted the hot salty milk, feeling it coat every muscles, every sinew of his insides and he could feel the heart racing even faster.

Billy’s own penis had felt the desire, felt the heat of their love and as Mike’s penis reared deep inside, so did Billy’s cock, and as the hot river of white love come pouring out deep inside, so did Billy’s own hot milk come streaming out. Large hot splashes of his love came roaring out, covering the sweating chests with its stickiness.

Their bodies dug deep as the violent explosions rocked them both. Their heart no longer discernable, instead one beat flowed quickly into the next roaring crash as the two bodies shook hard to the outpouring of love that was inside of them.

His soul was shouting its love, matched in volume by Mike’s own soul and together they rocked the very foundation of the house, sending shock waves throughout, making even the windows shake to their power of unfettered love.

The tremors slowly subsided to mere rocket shots, as their bodies expended all it had and then some. Billy could barely breath, and he could feel nothing but a warm glow in his stomach, as his heart slowly became his again. It no longer beat evenly with that of Mike’s, but deep down inside of his body, he knew that this was only a temporary loss, that soon they would indeed be one again and as his eyes closed in sleep and utter exhaustion, he heard Mike’s words again, felt them as they wrapped around him and gave him courage.

Mike’s chest felt like a sledge hammer had been wailing on it for hours. Each breath he took was torture and yet his mind wanted more, desired more as he lay there, his sweat soaked flesh stuck to Billy’s body and he smiled at the thought of never having to move from this spot.

He was complete, nothing else mattered to him now as he slowly closed his green eyes, resting to the even rise of Billy’s chest, the dried cum between them and the knowledge that he was loved floated all around him. Still awake he opened his eyes, to stare at the now exhausted sleeping love of his life. How peaceful he looked, how perfect he was and he looked outwards, to the side of the bed.

His eyes grew wider for an instant and then his smile grow even wider. His lips formed the words as his body slowly took him off to sleep. “Thank you for your son” was his last words as his body slowly came to rest, the white flames cooled for the time, the deep passion resting comfortably within each body.

Both bodies stirred a little as a pair of soft ruby lips gently kissed each forehead, a soft feminine hand rested lightly on each shoulder, careful to not disturb the blissful slumber of two bodies still wrapped in not just their own love, but in hers as well.

The willowy image glanced upwards as her hand lightly rested on Billy’s shoulder. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at the door, and her mouth broke out into a warm all encompassing smile as she gazed into the tear stained eyes of Seth.

Seth had woken to loud screams in the night, and he had quickly found himself at Billy’s door, wondering if he dared to open it. Chris stood by his side as the sounds of unbridled passion had raced through the silent house. He was sure that the walls trembled to the wild cries of love as he debated whether to open the door or not.

His hand rested on the door knob, feeling a strange warmth suddenly pass through his hand inside of him and then he felt Chris’ hand on his shoulder. As he turned to look into Chris’ eyes he could feel the door leave his hand, silently opening on its own it seemed and he could feel himself being bathed in a brilliant white glow.

Seth turned to gaze inwards, and there she stood, the soft willowy figure that had haunted him for so long. His heart ached with her sight, and yet it felt different. She smiled and all the pain, all the regrets seemed to suddenly disappear as with her eyes, she made him gaze away, turning his face towards the over powering scene being played out on the bed.

He watched the wild dance of love take shape, saw the way the two bodies just melted into each other, felt the heat as they consummated their love and he knew that he had witnessed something he had only dreamed of since she had left.

His eyes were filled with tears as he took his eyes away from the frenzy love making to stare into hers, and he saw her smile, felt her warm his heart once more and then he felt the strong new warmth of Chris’ love as Chris moved close to him, his hand resting lightly within his own massive hand.

Their eyes locked, hers brimming with the purest of love, his with the deepest dark of regret and he felt the heavy burden lift from his shoulders. No longer did it weigh on his mind as he felt her approval, her desire to see him happy just as she was overjoyed to watch her son become a man.

Seth could feel the love, and he knew that nothing would ever replace that part of his heart, but he also knew that he had a second chance to once again experience here on earth what he once had and softly closing the door as the two bodies slowly subsided into sleep, he grabbed hold of Chris’ hand tightly and led him back to their room.