Date: Mon, 17 Nov 2003 20:14:11 -0800 (PST)
From: Mickey S <njmcmick@yahoo.com>
Subject: Billy and Danny, Freshman Year, Chapter 34

This is a story of love between two young men. If you are under age, or
live in an area where reading stories that include sex between males sex is
illegal, or if you're not into this type of story, please leave. The story
begins in 1969. While the characters and their story are completely
fictional, it is set at places that are real and is told against a backdrop
of some real events. This was a time when all sex was safe. It isn't now,
so please respect yourself and others enough to always play safe.

This is the final chapter of Billy and Danny's freshman year. The story has
developed far beyond my original ideas. I have grown very fond of these
characters and am reluctant to leave them so after a short break I intend
to continue the story. I would like to thank all of those who have written
to me with comments, suggestions and encouragement, especially my fellow
writers in the Nifty Six.

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Danny

Billy walked me to Dr. Morrow's class and went on to his modeling
session. I was a little nervous about running into Ken and Vince but at
least I knew who they were now. I guess that's better than just sitting
there wondering like I've been doing for weeks. I took my usual seat in the
front row. They came in a minute after me and glared at me as they went up
to seats near the back.

After class as I got up to tell Dr. Morrow how things had turned out they
came up behind me.

"Better watch your step, faggot."

"Mr. McNally, Mr. Corrado, may I speak to you for a moment?"

They looked at each other for a second and walked up to the podium where
Dr. Morrow was standing.

"I want you both to know that I know what you did to Mr. Stephens earlier
in the semester. I don't know what official action may be taken against
you, but if I hear one negative word about either of you I will have you
removed from class and you will be given an incomplete grade. I won't
tolerate harassment in my classroom. Do you understand?"

"But we haven't done anything. This guy has it in for us and is making it
all up."

"Save your lies for someone who believes them. Remember what I've said. Now
please leave."

They both turned and hurried toward the door.

"Are you all right, Dan?"

"Yeah, I'm okay. Thanks, Dr. Morrow."

"Don't mention it. I just wish I were able to do more to help you. Any word
from the Dean?"

"I saw him yesterday. It came out pretty much the way we thought. Everyone
denied everything so without proof he couldn't do anything. He did give
them all a strong warning, though."

"I'm sorry, Dan. I know how much this has bothered you."

"It's okay. Actually, I think I've learned something from it all. Maybe it
isn't always so important to win. Sometimes it's enough just to stand up
for yourself and what's right. I know I feel a whole lot better now than I
did before, even though they got away with it. And now they know that they
may not always get away with what they do, that sometimes people will stand
up to them."

"You're a better man than I am, white boy. I still want revenge."

"Billy!" I spun around. "I didn't see you come in."

"Good afternoon, ma'am. I see Danny told you the news."

"Yes, Billy, I wish things had turned out better."

"So do I, Dr. Morrow, so do I."

Danny and I were studying in our room before the Homophile League meeting
when there was a light tap on the door. I opened it and there was Don
nervously glancing up and down the hall.

"What are you doing here? More rules?"

"No. Let me in." He pushed his way past me. "Sorry, I didn't want anyone to
see me here. I know you guys must hate me but I have to talk to you."

"What makes you think we want to talk to you?"

"I don't blame you, Billy, but this is important. First, I want to
apologize for my part in that confrontation at the beginning of the
semester."

"Why the sudden change of heart?"

"It's not sudden. You may not have noticed but I've left you guys alone
most of the semester. You've got to understand about Gary and me. I was
pretty much of an unpopular nerd in high school. I was on the wrestling
team but I wasn't one of the big tough guys. Then I came here and got Gary
as a roommate. He's a junior, big and strong, a real jock, popular with the
other jocks and frat guys. And as long as I hung out with him, I was
popular, too, for the first time ever."

"Didn't you notice what an ass he is?"

"He wasn't bad last semester, Billy, except now and then when he got drunk,
but he really freaked out about you two last winter. It was like he was
obsessed with you. And I didn't have much choice except to go along if I
wanted to keep his friendship."

"You always have a choice, Don."

Don looked all around the room and seemed really uncomfortable.

"You don't understand, Danny. You see, I'm gay. I never told anyone or did
anything and I didn't want to be but I knew I was. I thought that maybe
once I was hanging out with real jocks and meeting lots of girls I might
change. Or at least find a girl I could like. So I had to go along with
Gary and his friends so they wouldn't suspect me."

"You're gay and you sided with that ass making up ridiculous rules to make
our lives miserable?"

"I don't blame you for being pissed. But once I saw how much Gary hated
fags I got paranoid and was scared he'd find out about me. I had to live
with him so I had to play along, at least in the beginning."

"So what made you change your mind?"

Maybe I was the one getting a little paranoid but I wasn't sure I was
buying this. I kept thinking this was some scheme Gary had hatched up to
get even with us for going to the dean.

"A few weeks into the semester I went to a party and ended up getting
really drunk. I met a guy and went back to his place with him. It was my
first time with a guy and I really liked it, which scared me to death. I
knew then that I was totally gay but I wasn't about to take it further. The
guy called me a few times and I finally told him I wasn't ready so he left
me alone. Until today."

"What happened today? You didn't exactly seem on our side at lunchtime. If
Danny hadn't held me back I would have gone after both of you."

"I was really uncomfortable when Gary stopped at your table. I just wanted
the floor to swallow me up. I didn't know what to do so I just stood
there."

I was beginning to believe him but Billy was still suspicious.

"So what changed between then and now?"

"The guy I went home with that night is your friend Reggie. After you told
him what was going on he came to see me this afternoon. He said if I didn't
go to the dean and tell him what I knew he'd tell everyone about me,
especially Gary. He didn't leave me much choice."

"So, what are you going to do?"

"I've already done it, Danny. I just went to see Dean Nash. I didn't tell
him that I'm gay but I did explain my situation with Gary and told him
everything I've heard Gary, Ken and Vince say about you guys. He called the
housing department and found an empty room for me in another dorm. I'm
going to move while Gary is in class tomorrow. Then Dean Nash is going to
call in the three of them. I'm not sure what he's going to do but you'll
probably be hearing from him soon. I told him I was going to talk to you."

"I guess I can understand what you've been going through the past several
weeks but that doesn't mean I can forgive you. You may have been
uncomfortable but Danny's been through hell."

"I'm sorry, guys. I know that doesn't change anything and can't take away
what's happened, but I do mean it."

"We'll all get over it after a while. At least you've done the right thing
now, even though you were forced into it."

"I know I'm not exactly in a position to ask a favor but I'd really
appreciate it if you and Billy didn't tell anyone about my being gay. I'm
still not ready to deal with that. Reggie promised he'd keep quiet about
it."

"Don't worry, Don. It's not our place to tell anyone about you. Who you
tell is your own business."

"Thanks, Danny."

"And if you ever want to talk, let us know. We both know how lonely the
closet can be."

April 25

Billy

Everything has been strangely normal since Don's visit to our room Tuesday
afternoon. Danny had accepted the dean's decision on Monday so anything
after that was an improvement. I was pissed at the original outcome, so
Don's new evidence could only make things better. But until we hear from
Dean Nash there's nothing we can do so we might as well get focused on
school. There's only two more weeks of classes and then finals. It's hard
to believe the year is so close to being over.

Last night we had a great night at the restaurant. I guess Wayne has
decided we're getting the hang of things because he gave us each an extra
table of two. We each ended up with nearly a hundred dollars at the end of
the night. We went to Boots and Saddle on Christopher with Joe for a drink
after work and he grilled us about Mark.

"So do you think Mark likes me? I mean, I know he's attracted to me and
can't keep his eyes off my ass, but do you think he might like to go out
with me sometime?"

"Billy and I can't speak for him, but he does seem interested. But please
be careful. He's never gone out with a guy before."

"Yeah, Joe. Mark's plenty horny but he also has figured out that he wants
what Danny and I have, a solid, loving relationship. Chances are he's not
going to be as lucky as we were and find it with the first guy he meets,
but that's what he's looking for. So if you're just interested in sex,
maybe you should look somewhere else."

"Hey, Billy, I've had my share of one-nighters and loved a lot of them, but
that doesn't mean I'm not looking for love. I'm open to a relationship if
the right guy comes along."

"Sorry, Joe, I didn't mean to imply that you were only looking for sex."

"That's okay, Billy. It's obvious that you guys like Mark a lot and are
very protective of him. That makes me want to get to know him even
more. Maybe after he starts working with us we can all go out dancing one
night after work. I know a few great places."

"That sounds good but it will have to wait until Billy and I have a car. As
long as we have to catch the last train home we can't do much after work
except stop for a quick drink like this. Speaking of trains, we'd better
get going."

"You're right, white boy. I'd hate to have to try to hitch a ride all the
way to Morristown. We'll see you tomorrow, Joe."

"Take care, guys. Give my best to Mark next time you talk to him."

"We'll let you give that to him yourself."

April 27

Danny

Joe's suggestion that we all go dancing reminded me of
Ft. Lauderdale. Billy and I hadn't been out like that since Spring
Break. And now that we're working Saturdays we can't make it to the
Homophile League dances. Billy must have been thinking the same thing
because he brought it up on the train home.

"I really miss dancing with you, Danny. When do you think we'll be able to
take Joe up on his suggestion?"

"As soon as we get a car. I don't know how long that will take, though."

"We're making good money, especially now that we have more tables. How much
do you think it will take? We haven't really talked much about getting a
car. I can't even drive and I don't know anything about them."

"I think we should get a new car because we need it to commute to school
for three years and we need something reliable. A Volkswagen costs a little
over $2000.00. The new Japanese cars are a little less but I don't know how
good they are. We should have somewhere around that much money saved by the
end of next month if everything continues the way it is now, but we need
money for insurance, too."

"And then you have to teach me to drive. I don't mind admitting I'm a
little nervous about that."

"There's nothing to it, black boy. Once we have a car you can get your
permit and I'll teach you. You'll be a pro by the end of the summer."

"If you say so, but somehow I think you'll probably be doing most of the
driving."

"I'll make you a deal. I'll do most of the driving on the road if you do
most of the driving in bed."

"Sounds like a good deal to me, Danny."

I woke up this morning on my right side with Billy nestled up against me
and his left arm draped over me. His light snoring was an indication that
he was still in dreamland so I decided to have some fun waking him up. I
gently slipped out from under his arm, crawled under the sheet and was
greeted by the sight of his beautiful, slightly swollen dark dick. I
wrapped my lips lightly around the head and slowly sucked it into my
mouth. Usually when it's hard I have a little trouble taking all of it but
in this state the entire length easily slid down into my throat. I kept it
buried in my mouth and throat and gently sucked on it, feeling it grow
within me. As it grew harder, it got thicker and longer. I had to stretch
my neck slightly to give it room to inch down my throat. Once it was
completely erect I began to slowly move up and down on it, sucking as hard
as I could. Each time I pulled almost off it to the point where only the
head was in my mouth I flicked my tongue around the edge and dove back onto
it, burying that black pole in me once again. Billy was moaning but he
seemed to be still asleep. I squeezed his balls slightly as they began to
pull up toward his body. He gasped as the first shot hit the back of my
mouth. I let more of his cock out of my mouth and continued sucking,
tasting that sweet milk as it filled my mouth. Most of it ran down my
throat but I kept some in my mouth, savoring the essence of Billy.

"Oh man, that's some wakeup call."

I moved back up the bed and gave Billy a deep kiss, sharing his seed with
him, instantly transforming nasty morning mouth into delicious cum mouth.

"You've got to wake me up that way every morning, white boy. That is the
greatest."

"It was pretty good from my end as well. I'll have to try that more often."

"How about I return the favor? I can feel your dick poking me in the side
so I know you're up for it."

"Nah, I can wait. But I have to warn you that I'm counting on you dropping
the soap in the shower."

And he did.

April 27

Billy

We continued avoiding the subject of Gary and the dean over the weekend. We
spent most of Saturday afternoon with Aunt Connie, doing laundry and
finding out what little she knew about cars. The tips at work were even
better Saturday night and not bad at brunch yesterday. We'll have a car
before we know it at this rate.

Today was the big day. Danny had another letter from Dean Nash waiting in
his mailbox this morning. We were once again requested to stop by the
office as soon as possible so we walked over after our last classes.

"Have a seat, boys. I know this process has been a little lengthy and
probably distressful for you, Dan, but I think it's finally over. I believe
you know about Don's visit here last week. After getting Don moved to a new
dorm, I called the other three in on Thursday and confronted them with his
statement. Vincent broke down and was the first to confess. They've all
signed statements admitting what they've done. Would you like to read
them?"

"No thanks, Dean. I really don't want to think about that day any more,
especially not from their point of view. I'm just glad it's over."

"I can understand that, Dan. You'll be happy to know that Kenneth and
Vincent are no longer students at Rutgers. They have withdrawn from school
at the university's request, which is slightly less onerous than outright
expulsion. Their records have been thoroughly documented with the reason
for their withdrawal, however. If you decide to press criminal charges
against them we will supply the authorities with copies of their
confessions."

"Thanks, sir, but I don't think I'll be doing that. I hadn't really thought
beyond reporting this to you."

"That's up to you, but think about it. What they did was criminal and you
could have been seriously hurt."

"I will, but I don't think I want to drag this out any further."

"As far as Gary is concerned, the case is somewhat different. They are all
in agreement that he knew nothing of the attack in advance. In fact, the
others didn't even think of it until they were on their way into class that
day. But it's clear that they looked up to Gary and were trying to please
him. They told him immediately afterward and he kept quiet. And then he
lied when I initially questioned him. So he is on probation until his
graduation next year. If he gets into any trouble, no matter how minor, he
will be expelled. And he is not eligible for any athletic teams for the
rest of his time here."

"You mean he was the leader of this gang and he gets away with what he's
done?"

"Not exactly, William. He has to be on his best behavior for the next year
and he can't be on the crew team. Plus if he's interested in graduate
school he won't be considered here at Rutgers and this will be on his
official record."

"I have an idea, Dean. Since this all started with Gary's hatred of gay
people, maybe he'd change his attitude if he got to know some of us. Would
you be able to require him to attend some Homophile League meetings next
semester?"

"That's an interesting idea, Dan. I'll give it some thought."

I was at least two-thirds satisfied with the dean's actions, but Danny
seemed more down than ever on the way back to the dorm.

"What's the matter, Danny? I thought you were okay with last week's verdict
when we were on the losing side. How can you be down now? You finally got a
little justice."

"I'm not sure how I feel. I have to think about it a while. Can we not talk
about it right now?"

"Sure, baby, whatever you want."

April 29

Lucy

Billy called and told me the good news Monday night. Since the boys had
stopped whatever it was that used to bring them to Douglass on Wednesday
afternoons, I've been going to Rutgers to eat there with them. Billy said
Danny hadn't reacted very well to the dean's news but he thought that was
just a delayed reaction to all of the stress he's been under the last
couple of weeks. We decided that a little victory pizza party at Patty's
was in order and that Danny would probably feel more like celebrating after
a couple of days to digest the news.

Danny still didn't look much into partying when he opened the door to their
room tonight.

"What's the matter, baby? You don't look so good."

"I'm okay, Lucy. I was up half the night finishing my history paper. I've
been tired all day and have a headache, but it's nothing a pizza can't
cure."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go, guys."

The three of us walked together the three blocks to the pizzeria. Billy got
between Danny and me and put one arm around each of us. We got a few odd
looks but I think everyone's starting to get used to the boys. At the
restaurant we settled into a corner booth and ordered a pepperoni and
sausage pizza and large Cokes.

"You don't seem very excited about the dean's decision, Danny. From what
Billy told me it sounds like the best we could have hoped for."

"I guess he did the right thing, but I can't say I'm happy about it. I
mean, those two guys are really screwed as far as their education is
concerned. This could mess up their whole lives."

"But it's not your fault, Danny. They're the ones who attacked you. It was
a choice they made. What did you want the dean to do about it?"

"I don't know, Lucy. All the time I was hoping they wouldn't get away with
what they did I never really thought about what I wanted to happen. I guess
what I really wish is that none of this ever happened in the first
place. But I can't have that, so I suppose I have to accept this as
justice. What sucks is that no punishment can undo a wrong. It just shifts
the hurt onto someone else."

"You're too good-hearted, white boy. Those two could have killed
you. They're lucky not to be in jail. They're responsible for the mess
they've made. And they should consider themselves lucky it was the dean who
punished them and not me. Every time I remember you lying there on the
sidewalk, unconscious and bleeding, I just want to tear them apart. They
didn't get anything they didn't deserve."

"Don't get so excited, Billy. It hurt for a while but I'm okay now. Let's
just put this behind us and move on, okay?"

"All right, Danny. All I ever want is for you to be okay."

The pizza arrived and the conversation shifted to term papers and upcoming
finals, much more pleasant subjects. After we had devoured the pie we went
back to the dorm. Jeff and Bob's door was open and a Jeff and a couple of
guys were standing in the hall.

"What's up, Jeff?"

"Hey, Billy, we were just watching Nixon making a speech on TV."

"What's that ass going on about now?"

"Apparently we've just invaded Cambodia. He says the Viet Cong are hiding
out there so he's sending troops in after them."

"Shit, this war is never going to end. They keep talking peace but the war
just gets worse and goes on and on."

"Yeah, Billy. I wrote a paper on it in seventh or eighth grade. I remember
thinking then that I'd never have to worry about going because it would be
over long before I was old enough."

"Uh, Danny, I don't think you have to worry about being drafted."

"What do you mean, Jeff? Our lottery isn't until next year."

"Just walk into the draft board office holding hands with Billy and you're
both 4-F."

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that."

"Even without that, Danny, we still have an advantage that a lot of kids
don't. Most of the guys I grew up with in Newark never had the chance to
get a student deferment."

"But isn't that what the lottery is supposed to fix, Billy? It's supposed
to give everyone the same chance of being drafted."

"Yeah, it's supposed to, Jeff. But even if you and one of the my old
friends got the same low number, he'd be drafted now, while the war is
still going strong and you wouldn't be drafted until after graduation in
three years. By then, the war might be over. It's still not exactly fair."

"I don't see how they could expect guys to go in the army right in the
middle of their education."

"They expect others to go right in the middle of their lives, Bob."

"Easy guys, I think we're all pretty much on the same side when it comes to
the war. And just because you and I can't be drafted doesn't change the way
I feel about the war, Billy. I'll bet there will be lots of demonstrations
about this invasion. Things calmed down on a lot of campuses over the
winter but this will probably get everything heated up again."

"There are only a couple of weeks left before summer vacation and most of
that will be taken up with final exams, white boy. There probably won't be
time for much to happen now. Nixon probably planned it that way."

May 3

Billy

Apparently I was wrong. I misjudged the passion behind the antiwar movement
around the country. Another march on Washington was quickly planned for
Saturday and protests broke out at schools all over. Buses were chartered
to take students from all over the Northeast to the capital for the day. My
sweet radical Danny wanted to go but we're working now so that isn't even
an option.

Friday afternoon we were heading for the train station to go to work when
we passed a small demonstration on the lawn in front of the administration
building. Jeff was standing on the fringe of the crowd.

"Hey, Jeff, what's going on?"

"Oh, hi guys. SDS is demanding a takeover of the building to protest the
Cambodia invasion."

"So what are you doing here? I didn't think you were that radical."

"I'm not, Danny. But I'm a political junkie. I can't stay away from these
things, even if I disagree with the extremism they espouse."

"Do they really think anyone agrees with them? They're just middle class
white kids from the suburbs acting like radicals. If they really cared
about people and injustice they'd spend the summer helping poor people in
the inner cities. But maybe they'd rather 'help' from a distance."

"Yeah, Billy, I think they'd rather talk than actually do anything. Most of
the moderate kids are taking the buses to Washington tomorrow though that
probably won't accomplish much either. Are you guys going?"

"No, we have to work. Somebody has to keep the economy going while you kids
play."

"Well, I'll tell you all about it when I get back."

Danny was quiet while we waited for the train. He kept staring back toward
campus.

"What's up, white boy?" I asked as we settled into our seats on the
train. "You're not still thinking about the dean and those creeps?"

"No, I was just thinking about all the demonstrations. We seem to be losing
touch with things happening on campus. Last semester we were a part of
everything. I loved being involved. But now that we're working we just
don't have time. I know this job has saved us financially, but I feel like
we're missing out on being college kids."

"Being college kids isn't all about demonstrations, Danny. There's a lot
more to it than that. I know you like to be involved in social action, but
we don't have a lot of free time. We can only do so much."

"I know. But I can't stop thinking that we'll be missing out on even more
next year when we start commuting. Not living on campus is going to put
even more distance between us and what's happening at school."

"Then we'll have to put in an extra effort to be involved in what's
important to us. Every year, every semester is different. Life
changes. Look at what we've been through the past year. We couldn't
possibly have anticipated any of it."

"You're right, Billy. We went through lots of changes this year. But the
one constant was you. Lots of shit happened to us, but as long as I had you
I knew everything would be okay. And it's lots better than okay. You make
it all great."

"Then stop worrying about what we might be missing and focus on what we've
got. As far as I'm concerned, you're all I need in my life. The rest is
just gravy."

I'll have to admit that even I felt cut off over the weekend. Between being
at the apartment and at work we didn't have any idea what was happening
either on campus or in the world. At brunch today Danny was thrilled to
hear from one of the customers that the Gay Liberation Front had a
contingent in Washington yesterday.

When we got off the train in New Brunswick tonight it seemed like we'd been
gone a week. There were students milling about the administration
building. Lots of kids were visible in the windows upstairs. I asked a guy
I recognized from my psych class what had happened.

"SDS initially took over the building but then when everyone got back from
Washington last night the other kids took it over from them."

"But why? What are they demanding?"

"Sort of like the Moratorium last fall, an end to business as usual. They
want the semester ended and final exams canceled. Students are making the
same demands all over the country."

"It sounds like a waste of time, but how about it, Danny? Do you want a
dose of student activism?"

"No, that's okay, Billy. I don't have to be part of everything. Besides,
I'm kind of tired. Let's just go back to the room."

"Whatever you want, baby."

May 4

Danny

Billy was nice to offer to join in the takeover. I know he's more socially
conscious than he lets on. He just acts cynical so he's not too
disappointed and hurt when things don't turn out as he'd like them to. Then
again, I know I'm much too idealistic. Maybe we balance each other.

I don't know why I bothered with art class this morning; more than half the
class didn't show. About fifteen minutes into the class Billy slipped in
the door and sat at the back of the studio. I didn't know why he wasn't in
his class and felt a little uncomfortable posing naked with him watching
me. I was half afraid I'd get hard with him there but I managed to get
through the rest of the hour. I got dressed and walked back to the dorm
with him.

"So what were you doing here, Billy? What happened to your class?"

"Almost no one came so the professor canceled it. I can't figure out where
everyone is. There can't be very many kids in the administration
building. All of the others must just be cutting class for the hell of it."

"Maybe they think they're making a political point."

"Not much of a point if no one sees it. I'm not as nice as you, white
boy. I think they're just cutting."

We ran into Jeff in the Commons.

"I thought you'd be part of the occupying force, Jeff. What are you doing
here?"

"I spent two nights in the administration building but I was getting
hungry, Danny. They have nothing but apples and peanut butter sandwiches
there. I never thought I'd miss Commons food so much. Besides, nothing much
is going on. The governor is threatening to send in the National Guard to
get the kids out of the building, but the university president says he
won't allow them on campus, so it's a bit of a stand-off."

"Any progress on the demands?"

"The faculty is going to meet tonight to consider canceling finals but I
doubt if they will, Billy. If they vote no everyone will probably give up
and go back to classes tomorrow."

"I still don't see how doing away with exams has anything to do with the
war, Jeff."

"It's symbolic, Billy. Are you guys going back to the dorm? I'm going to
take a quick shower before going back to the takeover. They've got a radio
in the administration building and kids are using the phones to call their
friends on campuses all over the country to find out what's going on but
maybe I can catch some news on TV."

"Well, if everyone else is boycotting classes Danny and I might as well
take advantage of it and stay in our room and fuck all afternoon. It's been
a while since we had a chance to do that."

"That's more information than I need, Billy. I'll just pretend you said
that you guys were going to spend the afternoon reading."

Actually, Billy and I did decide to spend a little time catching up on some
reading. After about half an hour a pounding on the door interrupted
us. Billy opened it to find an excited Jeff in his robe.

"Come look at this news bulletin on TV, guys. I can't believe it."

We followed him across the hall.

"What's going on?"

"Like everywhere else, there was a demonstration at Kent State University
in Ohio. But apparently it got out of hand and the National Guard opened
fire and shot a lot of kids. I think they said four were killed."

"Killed? You mean they used real ammunition against unarmed kids?"

"What do you think they have in those guns, Danny? It isn't a game."

"I've got to get dressed and get back to the administration building to
find out what's going on. Are you guys coming?"

"No, I think I want to stay here this afternoon, Jeff. Is that okay with
you, Billy?"

"If that's what you want, Danny."

May 7

Billy

Danny and I just stayed in the room in bed most of the afternoon, cuddling
and napping. He was really shook up over the news and I was pretty upset
too. We just held each other and drew strength from being close. The
faculty met Monday night and voted to cancel finals and shut down the
campus by the end of the week. All of a sudden, the school year was over.

Lucy came over Tuesday evening to plan our move to Morristown. She was
carrying a large flat package when she came in the room.

"What have you got there, Luce? A present for us?"

"Yeah, Billy. It's actually a housewarming gift for your apartment back
home. I was going to give it to you when we got there but I couldn't wait."

Danny held the package while I ripped the paper off of it. Inside was a
framed, matted enlargement of a picture of Danny and me, standing side by
side, each with an arm draped over the other's shoulder.

"This is great, Lucy. You took this the day of the president's reception
when we first met you."

"Yeah, Danny, who knew it would be the first of hundreds? I thought that
since pretty much everything in your apartment came with it you needed
something personal to make it your own place."

"Thanks, Luce. It's great. But damn we look like little kids."

"It was only eight months ago, Billy, but I'll admit you've both grown up a
lot since then. And even though you'd just met, you can see the bond that
had already developed between you."

"Yeah, love at first sight. But Danny and I didn't know it for a while."

"So what's the plan for getting all of our stuff home, Lucy? Your car's not
very big."

"I know. None of us has very much, but no way can we get everything plus
the three of us in the Beetle. I was thinking that I'd take all of my stuff
home tomorrow and then come back for you guys Thursday morning. Do you mind
hanging around here until then?"

"No problem, Luce. Tomorrow we can pack and say goodbye to the room."

"Yeah, this place means a lot to me and Billy. It's gonna be hard to
leave."

Yesterday, we packed up our meager belongings. Most of our clothes fit in
our two suitcases and duffel bags. We found a couple of boxes behind the
Commons and packed up our school stuff. Danny kept looking at the photo
that Lucy had given us.

"I love this picture. It really shows just how special our relationship was
right from the start. I want to hang it over the bed when we get home."

"Gee, white boy. I was kind of hoping we could put a big mirror there so I
could watch as I fucked your brains out."

"Then we'd have to get one for the ceiling too, so you could watch my
little white butt as I pounded your ass."

"Hey, I thought you were going to let me do the driving in bed."

"I am, most of the time, if you're good."

"I'm always good, baby."

"Yeah, you are, Billy. Speaking of sex-which we never do, I don't know how
the subject came up-tonight is our last night to make love in this room."

"I know, baby. I want it to be very special, but then, every time with you
is special."

"Aww, I bet you say that to all the boys."

After our last dinner in the Commons, we went back to the room. We lit a
few candles and made love by candlelight. Danny was true to his word and
let me drive. I returned the favor by being as good as I could be.

We just kissed and cuddled for a long time, touching each other, exploring
each other's bodies like it was the first time. Danny laid his head on my
chest and licked and sucked my right nipple while rolling my hardened left
nipple between his thumb and index finger. I ran my fingers through his
soft hair while I gently massaged his back with the other hand. He slowly
kissed his way down my abdomen until his face was in my crotch. He played
with my balls as he licked around the base of my dick. Holding my cock
straight up, he lightly traced the edge of the head with his tongue. Then
he took the head in his mouth and sucked it, pushing the tip of his tongue
into the slit. He began to bob up and down on my rod, each time swallowing
a little bit more. Without missing a beat, Danny swiveled around until his
hard white cock was over my mouth. I lifted my head a bit and grabbed it,
sucking it in. He began to move his hips slightly to the same rhythm as his
bobbing head, gently fucking my mouth as he sucked my dick. I squeezed his
balls slightly as he pumped.

After a few moments of oral bliss, Danny pulled off and turned around. He
lay next to me, his dick poking into the side of my hip.

"Make love to me, Billy. Please."

"Whatever you say, baby. There's nothing I'd like better."

Danny lay on his back and I knelt between his knees. I squeezed a generous
amount of KY from the tube and applied some to my rigid pole. The rest I
worked into Danny's tight little hole with a couple of fingers. I lifted
Danny's legs onto my shoulders, positioned the head of my cock at his
pucker and gently pushed. The head popped in. After waiting a few seconds
for Danny to get used to it, I slowly slid into him, filling him with my
love. I stopped when I was completely buried in my beautiful white boy and
leaned in to kiss him. We shared a deep kiss until we were both nearly
breathless, then I began pumping in and out of him, slowly and gently at
first, then faster and harder. Soon I was thrusting my big black dick into
that sweet white butt with all my might. I kept my eyes locked on
Danny's. He just stared up into my eyes, a slight smile on his lips. He was
pulling on his dick as I pounded into him. He gasped as he started shooting
his load all over his chest and stomach. As he tightened his grip on my
dick I began to unload, shooting deep inside him.

My dick started to get soft and I slid out of Danny. I leaned over and
licked up all of his cum, gently licking his cock. Then I lay down on him
and kissed him passionately. We fell asleep in each other's arms.

This morning we piled all of our packed belongings in the middle of the
room. We stripped the beds and dropped off the linens on our way to
breakfast so when we got back the room looked pretty bleak.

I propped a pillow against the wall and sat against it, pulling Danny down
to sit between my legs, leaning back against my chest. I wrapped my arms
around him and rested my head against his.

"This is it, Danny. The end of an era. Who'd have guessed what this year
was going to turn out like?"

"Not me. I was scared to death when I got here last summer. I couldn't even
imagine surviving my first week here."

"Yeah, you were a bit of a mess. I nearly died when you passed out on top
of me. I loved the feel of your skin on mine, but I was afraid you'd feel
my dick getting hard."

"I wish I had, then I wouldn't have felt so embarrassed that I was getting
hard, too. Have I ever told you how beautiful I thought you were when I
first saw you?"

"Only about a hundred times, but I love hearing it. I couldn't believe I
was so turned on by a white guy but you literally took my breath away."

"I guess it took us a while to figure it all out."

"It took you longer than me. I knew I was in love with you right away."

"I'm glad you did, Billy. And I'm glad you had the balls to tell me. I was
so naïve it would have taken me forever to understand what I was feeling."

"There was a lot this year that wasn't good, and some that was really bad,
but one thing I know is that you have made me happier than I've ever been
in my life, Danny."

"Same here, Billy. I feel like I can do anything with you beside me. You're
my life."

I put my finger under his chin and turned his head slightly toward me. We
just looked into each other's eyes for a minute.

"I love you, white boy."

"And I love you, black boy."


To Be Continued.