Billy The Kid
By Brandon B. Bonner
For gay and bi adults who like graphic descriptions of hot man to man sex
The setting: Boulder, Colorado in the pre-condom year of 1980
Nobody never accused me of bein' smart. I mean "book smart". But I got plenty of "street smarts". I've been livin' on the street for a bunch of years, and my street smarts are all that's kept me alive.
I quit school in the 8th grade, and just bummed around for the next ten years. And if you survive ten years on the street, you come out of it knowin' way more about the world than you wanta know. They say it's a jungle out there. Shit man, it's a hell of a lot worse than that.
I'm 24 years old. I look like I'm 34. And some mornin's I feel like I'm 44. But people still tell me I'm a good lookin' son of a bitch. My tow headed blond hair and my pale blue eyes usually get me noticed. My smart mouth usually gets me in trouble. And my 6 foot 2 inch muscular bod usually gets me out of trouble. That's usually.
I've had more girlfriends than I care to remember. And yeah, I've had me a few boyfriends too. They tell me that makes me bisexual. But shit, I never cared much for labels. If a person turns me on, it don't matter none to me what kinda equipment they got.
But you wanta know somethin'? All the people I've fucked . . . . when ya get right down to it . . . . most of em wasn't worth the powder to blow em to hell. But I ain't givin' up. I'm still lookin'. . . .
Like, see that kid over there walkin' his beagle. I've been sittin' on this outdoor bench, on the campus of Colorado University, for the past half hour. And he's walked by me six times now. He's a cute fucker, and I know he's wantin' to cruise me, but he just don't know how. Here he comes again.
"Hey, Fido," I say. "Who's that you got on the other end of your leash?"
"Oh hi," the kid says. "The name's Bonnie. I mean, that's my beagle's name. I'm Billy."
"Well, Billy, I gotta tell ya, the two of you make a right fine pair . . . . paradin' around the campus like you been doin'. I'm Jesse. Sit down and take a load off." I pat the bench with my hand. Billy hesitates, looks both ways, and then flops down on the bench.
I turn sideways on the bench and look directly down at the beagle. "Hey Bonnie. Has anyone ever told you that there's a real cute kid who's been followin' you around?"
"Hey man," Billy protests. "I'm not a kid. And I'm not cute, either. Are you coming on to me, or what?"
I shoot Billy a sly smirk. "Ain't that what ya want me to do, kid?"
"Hell no! How could I want that? I don't even know you."
"But you know what I look like." I toss him a big grin. "Ain't that all that matters? I mean, most people tell me I'm a good lookin' fucker. And I got a hard, muscled up bod underneath these loose clothes Im wearin."
"My God, Jesse! Are you always this outrageous? I mean, do you go around hitting on everyone like this, whether you know them or not?"
No I don't, kid. Only the cute ones. And you're a cute little stud puppy, Billy, even if you won`t admit it." I'm smirkin' again. "But you're right. We should get acquainted before we start talkin' about fuckin'. Tell me about yourself, Billy."
"Now I think I understand you, Jesse! Everything you say is for shock effect, right? And hey, that's cool. I can probably write you up as a case study in my psychology class."
I let out a big whoop. "See, I just learned somethin' about you, kid. Now we're startin' to get acquainted. Psychology, huh. At the U?"
"You got it, Jesse. Colorado U. I'm an overachieving student in an overachieving family. And oh yeah. My family's dysfunctional as well as overachieving. I know that's a paradox. But it's true. I graduated from high school with a 3.9 grade point average. And next year I plan to attend either Harvard or Stanford. The standards here just aren't up to my expectations. Colorado U doesn`t provide me with the mental stimulation that I need."
Billy was lookin' straight ahead, out onto the campus, while he delivered that little speech. I take my hand now and put it on his chin, and move his head so he's lookin' at me. His two day stubble feels hot and masculine to my fingers. My pale blue eyes lock on his, and we both hold the gaze for several long moments.
"Ya know, Billy, right now it's not mental stimulation that you need. You need some physical stimulation. You really do need to get fucked, kid. You're wound up so tight you're `bout to explode. A good fuck would do ya more good than a whole semester in that psych class of yours. A hot fuck would loosen ya up real good, buddy!"
"You really play your "outrageous" thing for all it's worth, don't you, Jesse?"
"I ain't playin' at nothin' right now, kid." I give him another big grin. "But I gotta say, you got a cute little ass. You and me could get it on real good together. I've had lots of fuckin' experience, both boys and girls, and I ain't never had no complaints."
"I can see it all now, Jesse. A relationship between the two of us. I would want to discuss the philosophies of Plato and Aristotle. And you would want to watch wrestling on TV."
"Hey, I ain't askin' you to marry me, kid. Just a quick fuck, and see what develops from there. And don't tell me you'll be wantin' to discuss existentialism while you're takin' a hot dick up your ass . . . ." And I toss him another sly grin. "Hey Billy, I got me a little one bedroom apartment right across the street. Let's go over there and talk about it, kid."
Billy shoots me a suspicious glance. "Okay, Jesse. But "talk" is the operative word."
We're in my apartment now, and Bonnie has curled up in a corner and gone fast asleep. I toss Billy a cold beer, grab one for myself, and sit down on the sofa. Billy sits down in the chair across from me. And for the next hour we talk, with Billy doin' most of the talkin'. And we chug beer. And the beer works wonders on the kid. Three beers, and he looses his prissy, college boy attitude, and becomes a warm human being.
Since Billy loves to talk, I just let him ramble on . . . . while I scope him out. He's wearin' skimpy white gym shorts that show off his hairy, muscular legs real good. And he's just slipped out of his baggy shirt, leavin' him bare chested. He says that he hates his shirt, that it looks awful on him. I look sympathetic and say, "You know what would look really good on you, Billy?"
"No Jesse, what?"
"Me!" And I give him a big innocent smile.
Nobody says nothin' for a couple'a beats. And then Billy bursts out laughin'. "You got me, man. I walked right into that, didn't I!"
Now I'm back to checkin' out the kid. His black hair and black eyes make a sharp contrast to his snow white skin. His glasses give him a studious look, and they're perched on a face that can only be described as cute, even if Billy don't like that word. The kid's muscular bod is a big surprise to me. I put him at about six foot and 175 pounds. And it's all in the right places. This tells me Billy don't spend all his time hittin' the books. He's put in some serious gym time, and his biceps and pecs and abs show it. His muscled up chest is smooth, but he's a hairy fucker everyplace else.
To tell ya the truth, when I first met the kid, I was turned on by his cute face, and turned off by his obnoxious attitude. But I'm changin' my mind. Billy is sincere and likeable, once he gets passed his college boy pose.
I bring us a couple more beers. And this time I sit down on the arm of his chair, and put my arm around his bare shoulder. "When we first met a couple of hours ago, Billy, I told you I wanted to fuck you. And now that I've got to know you a little bit, I want to more than ever. How's that sound to you, buddy?"
"It scares the hell out of me, Jesse. I've never been with a man before."
I stand up, and then kneel in front of him. And I stare at him real hard. And by God I believe he's serious. "Whoa, buddy. That kinda changes everything, don't it!"
And then I do somethin' I ain't never done before. It's after dark now, and I turn off all the lights except for a couple of night lights. I turn on the radio to a soft music station. I slip out of all my clothes. And I kneel before Billy and pull off all his clothes. Then I take his hand and pull him to his feet.
We're standin' there about a foot apart. Facin' each other in the dim glow of the night lights. Both of us buck naked. I step forward. I wrap my arms 'round Billy's waist, and let my hands drop to his butt. And I grab an ass cheek with each hand. And then Billy does the same to me. And we stand there for a couple of minutes. Pressed hard against each other. Just swayin' to the music.
And then we start slow dancin' to the music - just spontaneous. And the kid turns out to be a fuckin' great dancer. I start off leadin' him. But within a couple of minutes he's leadin' me.
And I know I don't have to tell ya what's goin' on with our dicks. We are pressed so hard against each other, it's like we was glued together. You couldn't separate us with a crowbar. Our hard dicks are side by side, and pointin' up to our belly buttons. The kid pushes his hairy crotch into mine as we're dancin'. And it is all so fuckin' hot!
We both loose all track of time, and we go on dancin' for the best part of an hour. And the surprisin' thing is, for the entire time neither one of us says a word. We just let our bodies do all the talkin'. And our differences seem to just melt away. All the differences in our background and our education and our culture. They all just seem to fade away. And at the end of that hour I feel like I have known the kid for years.
Finally I say, "I hate to stop this, Billy, but I got a great idea for the end to a perfect evenin'. Go lay on your back on the bed, prop your head up with a couple of pillows, and spread your legs wide apart. That's it, kid. Now I'm comin' in between your legs. And I'm gonna make love to that gorgeous hot dick of yours.
"God, Jesse," Billy whispers. "I sure like the sound of that! Making love to my dick conjures up all sorts of fantastic images."
"Startin' right now, kid," I say gently, "the only things that exist in your world are your cock and my mouth. Keep your eyes open, Billy, and focus on those two things. And relax. Don't try to come. And don't try to hold it back, either. Your dick has a mind of his own. He'll know when the time is right."
And with that I drop my face into the kid's crotch. I nuzzle my nose into his wiry, black pubic hair. I inhale deeply and savor the rich masculine aroma that comes from his groin. It's been a while since I've been with a man. And I realize now how much I miss that hot masculine scent.
Now for the first time I take a good hard look at Billy's dick. It's thick at the base and only narrows a little before it reaches his purple/red cockhead. There are a few large veins runnin' along the top and sides of his tool. And I'm so up close and personal, it's like I can see em throbbin'. I feast my eyes on the beautiful dick, and I aim to make this the happiest day of his life.
I start at the base of the kid's shaft, and begin lickin' upward - bathin' his cock with my spit as I go. And whoa! There's more to lick than I first realized. Billy the Kid is hung! When I get to his cockhead I give it special attention. I start lickin' the sensative underside of it, and I hear Billy start to groan. Then he puts his hands on my head, while I continue polishin' his dickhead with long, slow strokes of my tongue. Then I run my tongue over his piss slit, and I'm rewarded with a generous serving of hot, slick precum.
Then Billy whispers, "Suck my dick, Jesse. Take me into your mouth and down your throat. I want you to suck me off, buddy. I want you to have me. I want you to take my load!"
And that's all the encouragement I need. I take his dick in my mouth and go down on it. All the way down. I gag once when I've got him almost all the way down my throat, and that seems to turn him on. I just want to let him know he's got a man sized dick for me to work on. My lips are pressed hard against his pubes, his balls are floppin' against my chin, and I can feel his hard dickhead in my throat.
Then I start a slow pumpin' motion, with his cock slidin' in and out of my mouth. And I keep at it for a while - long slow strokes that begin with my lips on the tip of his rod, and end with his dickhead throbbin' in my throat.
I know I'm close to blowin' my load, so I get up on my knees while I keep suckin' his cock. And I start jerkin' myself fast and hard. And it don't take long. I raise my lips off his cock, and I shoot my load all over his dick - drenchin' it in my hot creamy cum. And in a flash my mouth is back onto his dick, and I renew my slow in and out. And now my motions are being lubed by a hot mixture of my cum and my spit.
And the kid is jazzed up real good by what he's just seen. He knows I'm slowly swallowin' my own cum, while I'm waitin' for him to deliver his hot load to me. And now Billy is fuckin' me in the mouth. Hard and fast! His hips move back and forth so fast his dick is like a piston in my mouth.
And then I feel the big cum tube, on the underside of his cock, pulse in my mouth. And I know his load is on its way!
"Oh fuck, Jesse," the kid's voice is raspy and low. "Here it comes! Shit, man! I'm pumping my hot jizz into your mouth and down your fucking throat! Take it all, buddy! And swallow it! It's a part of me, and I want it to become a part of you!"
Billy's first and second spurts coat the back of my throat. His cum is hot and slick and creamy! And it tastes like raw sex! His next shot splashes on the back of my tongue. And then there are several more. The kid is startin' to fill up my mouth with his cum, and I start swallowin' fast so that I can get it all. I've never known a guy to shoot such a heavy load. He musta been savin' it up for weeks!
When his spurts subside I pull off of his dick and rest my head on his thigh, up by his crotch. There's still cum oozin' from his piss slit. So I just lay there with my tongue out, and his dickhead restin' on it, so that his cum oozes onto my tongue. And instead of swallowin' it, I run it around in my mouth, so that the inside of my mouth is coated with a mixture of the kid's cum and my spit. Hot damn!
Billy's still layin' on the bed, with a loopy grin on his face. I lay on top of him, lettin' my full weight rest on his body. And I give him a gentle open mouth kiss. He opens his mouth in return, and his tongue snakes into my mouth. He's surprised when he tastes his own cum in my mouth. Then he gets turned on by it, and he moans with pleasure while he explores my mouth with his tongue.
Finally we both simmer down. I grab ahold of Billy's shoulders and roll over on my side, taking him with me. So now we're layin' on our sides, facin' each other and pressed tight together. I could sleep like this all night, but the kid suddenly bolts from the bed, sayin' he's gonna take Bonnie for a walk. He throws on his clothes and is out of my apartment in a flash.
And I just lay there on the bed, thinkin' I'll never see Billy the Kid again. An hour later I'm just driftin' off to sleep, and the kid and his hound are suddenly back in my apartment. I'd left the door unlocked - just in case. Bonnie heads for the corner to sleep. And the kid flops down on the sofa, his head in his hands.
I'm with him in a heartbeat, sittin' beside him on the sofa. "What's wrong, Billy? Talk to me."
Billy's eyes are bloodshot, and I can tell he's been cryin'. He looks at me, and I never knew coal black eyes could be so expressive. I see agony there.
"How can something that feels so right, be so wrong, Jesse?"
"Whoa, Billy. We just shared a beautiful experience with each other. There's nothin' "wrong" with that!"
"But my preacher says it's sodomy, Jesse. And that it's a sin."
"Well, your preacher's wrong, Billy. And he should be ashamed of himself, fillin' your head with that kinda bullshit! I got a close friend who's a deacon in a progressive church in Denver. And he's taught me a lot about religion. So brace yourself for "Jesses Sermon", kid. But dont panic, it`s short and sweet."
"Our sexuality - gay, straight or bi - is a gift from God, Billy. He created our sex drive, and he made sex pleasurable. And he expects us to act on it. Just so long as we're kind and lovin' and considerate with our partners."
"Jesus' message is love and compassion. And Jesus was never critical of gays, Billy. But there are some passages in the Bible that go against Jesus' teaching of love and compassion. And we should disregard those passages, kid."
"Did you know that the Bible calls for the death penalty for people who divorce and remarry? And did you know that the Bible calls for the death penalty for women who have pre-marital sex? Passages like that, along with the few passages that are critical of gays, are disregarded by enlightened Christians, Billy. And they should be disregarded by everyone who believes in the Bible's message of love!"
"So just remember, Billy - gay, straight or bi - we're all children of God. And don't let your "holier than thou" preacher tell you that you're a sinner, just because you were born gay. Just be the way that God created you, kid. Just be yourself."
"There! That's my sermon for the night, Billy. Sorry I kinda got carried away. But religious bigots really get my blood boilin'!"
And now there are tears wellin' up in Billy's eyes, and startin' to run down his cheeks. I put my arm `round his shoulder, and I lean over and take off his glasses. Then I tenderly and gently kiss his eyes - several times. My voice is low and soothin'. "It's okay, kid. Everything's gonna be okay."
"God, Jesse! That's a beautiful message. And it makes so much sense. I just wish you had been around when I was 13. You could have saved me five years of torment."
"Come on to bed with me now, Billy. Lie close to me and sleep with me. Everything's gonna be okay."
"You ain't never had a bloody mary till you had a James bloody mary." It's around nine the followin' mornin'. And I'm standin' beside the bed with two bloody marys in my hands.
Billy opens one eye. "Ummmm," he says. "Will it get my heart started?"
"It'll get your heart started, get your juices flowin' and make your dick hard. Guaranteed! Try it and see." I scoot into bed with the kid, and we both sit with our backs against the wall.
"Ahhh. It makes my tongue tingle. Good stuff . . . . Hey, Jesse. I'm almost afraid to ask you, but why did you call it a "James" bloody mary?"
"Cause that's my last name, Billy. I'm Jesse James."
Billy lets out a hoot. "You're kidding me, right?"
"I wish I was, kid! My parents had a weird sense of humor. I had lots of schoolyard fights over this name of mine. Anyway, if nothin' else, I guess it toughened me up."
You gotta be kidding me, Jesse. You mean I'm Billy the Kid, and you're Jesse James? Is that Kismet, or what? Can't you just picture it? Jesse James and Billy the Kid: Packing their six shooters they ride the urban range together. Hey, can you sing? We could probably work up an act and take it on the road." And Billy lets out another hoot, and we both burst out laughin'.
When we finally settle down, we head for the shower. We stand together under the hot spray, with steam risin' around us and soap suds everywhere. I take my soapy hand and run it around the kid's ass crack real good, with special attention to his tight little asshole. Billy gives me a funny look, but he don't say nothin'. And I just smirk at him.
We dry each other off, and then I take Billy's hand and lead him back to the bed. "Lie on your back, kid, and just relax. I'm gonna do everything I know to make you hot and horny now."
I lie down on top of Billy and kiss him gently on the lips. He responds with his open mouth, and within a minute we're both granite. I slowly work my way down his body, kissin' and lickin' as I go, until I`m down to his crotch. And even though we just showered, he still has that faint masculine aroma that drives me wild.
I grab the kid's muscular, hairy thighs and push them up to his chest. "Take your hands, Billy, and hold your thighs up there for me, okay?" And Billy obliges.
I keep headin' south, and I'm lickin' the underside of his balls now. And the kid is softly moanin'. A little farther south and I'm at the start of his ass crack. It's covered with thick black hair, and I dive in, lickin' the inside of his crack. Billy's groans are louder now, and he's squirmin' around like he's really gettin' into it.
I keep on lickin' the inside of his crack, from one end to the other, until the sides are slick with my spit. And then I go to work on that gorgeous virgin asshole of his. I start by lickin' the slick surface of it - over and over again. When I feel his hole loosenin' up a bit I press inward with my tongue. And now I'm a little ways up inside him. And Billy's groans are gettin' louder all the time. I keep up the pressure with my tongue, and the kid keeps loosenin' up.
Now I reach for the KY in my nightstand, and smear a gob of it over his hole. The kid is so loose by now that my first finger slides easily in. My second finger takes a little work, and then it slowly glides in too. Then I slowly rotate my fingers, to loosen him up a little bit more.
"You doin' okay, kid? God I wish I had a camera. You got a gorgeous ass on you, buddy!"
"Yeah, I'm fine, Jesse. Just a little uncomfortable. From here on in I want you to talk me through it. I want you to tell me what's going on down there, okay?"
"You got it, Billy. I'll give ya a play by play. Right now I got two fingers up your ass, babe. All the way to the hilt. You relaxed yourself for me real good, kid!"
"Okay, I'm pullin' my fingers out of you now. And we're gonna take this next part slow and gentle, babe. Just keep your thighs up by your chest, and spread your legs wide. It's gonna be uncomfortable at first, but it shouldn't be painful. If it is, say the word and I'll back off. I'm smearin' KY all over my hard cock now, kid. I'll be honest with you, Billy. I'm hung real thick. And that's why I'll be goin' so slow and gentle."
"Okay, that's the head of my dick you're feelin' against your asshole, babe. Just stay relaxed. The first step is to get my cockhead into you. And since I'm such a thick fucker that's gonna take a little patience.. I'm startin' now with some real light pressure. And you'll feel that pressure slowly increase as we go along."
"For the next couple of minutes, babe think of somethin' that'll make you real horny. Think about me suckin' ya off last night. Think about how hot it was when you shot your load down my throat. Okay?"
"I'm pressin into ya a little harder now, babe. The next half minute or so is the hard part, so just hang in there. Relax your ass a little more for me now, Billy. That's it, buddy. I'm pushin' in a little harder now. You're good and loose, and I'm startin' to move in, kid. Stay loose, cause I'm on my way now, bud. I'm pushin' a little harder now, and I'm on the way in! That's it kid! I'm inside of you! You got my dickhead in your ass! I know your asshole probably feels like it's really bein' stretched, Billy. But that will pass in a minute. Just try to relax."
"Like you say, Jesse, I really feel stretched! But I'm startin' to get into it now. I want to take all of you. But take it slow, you thick bastard." And Billy grins.
You're takin' it like a trooper, kid. And okay, I'm startin' to ease in now, Billy. Slow and gentle. My dick is slick with KY, and it's glidin' right on into you. Just stay relaxed, and don't tighten up on me. You're takin' more and more of me all the time now, kid. Take just a little bit more, cause I'm close now. There you go, babe! I'm in you to the hilt! My hard dick has become a part of you, Billy. It's connectin' us. It's makin' us one."
"Oh shit, Jesse! This is heavy stuff. You really fill me up, Buddy. I feel so incredibly close to you at this moment, Jesse."
"I'm gonna stay still for a couple of minutes, kid, so that you can get used to me. Let's see how your cock's doin'. Hey, buddy, that's a good lookin' woodie you got there! You didn't loose your hard on while I was slidin' into you. Way to go, man. And what do we got here? Your dickhead is drippin' with precum! I think we're both ready for the main event now, kid!"
"I'm slowly pullin' part way out of you now, Billy. And now slowly back in. Out again. And back in again. This'll probably feel a little uncomfortable to you for a while, kid. But just hang loose. In a few minutes you'll probably be wishin' that I was longer and thicker than I am."
"God, Jesse. Every time you push that final inch up my ass, I'll swear I can feel your dickhead nudge against the back of my throat. I'll never want you any bigger, babe!"
"I'm pumpin' in and out of you now with a slow, even cadence, kid. And now it's time to devote all your attention to my dick and your ass. For the first time in your life, Billy, you're takin' a hard, thick dick up your ass. For the first time in your life you have a man layin' on top of you and fuckin' you. Is it feelin' good to you now, kid?
"Oh shit yeah, man," Billy whispers. "Now that I know how great it feels, having you fuck me, having your dick all the way up my ass, I'm going to be wanting a lot more of it! The best part is when you push all the way into me, Jesse, and leave it there for a moment. At that instant I can actually feel your dick throb inside me. It's like you're massaging me from the inside!"
"My dick ain't been this hard in years, Billy. I'm stiff as a fuckin' iron pipe. And I'm glad it feels so good to you. Cause it feels fuckin' great to me!"
"You know why this is my favorite position for fuckin'? It's cause I can lean down onto you, and kiss you on the mouth while I'm fuckin' you. Open your mouth for me, kid. And I'll fuck you in your mouth with my tongue, while I'm fuckin' you up your ass with my cock!"
"Ummm, yeah! That was the hottest fuckin' kiss I ever had, Billy! Feelin' my tongue down your throat while my dick was thrustin' all the way up your ass! You're a hot fucker, kid!"
"I'm startin' to pick up my pace now, kid. And oh man, I can feel that you're startin' to move your hips in cadence with my thrusts. That's fuckin' great, Billy! When I pump into you, you're pushin' back into me. That lets me get my dick even deeper up your ass!"
"Lie on me and kiss me some more, Jesse. Pump that monster tool of yours up my ass while you're kissing me. God, I just can't get enough of you, man. There's something about the way you're slipping it to me. It's so fucking big I know it should be hurting me. But instead I just want it to go deeper with every stroke. I'm amazed and thrilled at the way you fill me up, Jesse. I never dreamed that so much of you could become a part of me. I just want us to stay connected like this forever!"
"I want that too, kid. But I'm feelin' a rumbling in my balls that tells me I'm gettin' close. I'm pickin' up my pace again now, babe. I'm fuckin' you fast and hard. I'm plowin' your ass real good, Billy. I'm thrustin' in and out of you like a fuckin' jackhammer. I've worked up a good load for you, kid. And I'm gettin' fuckin' close! No shit, man! I just passed that point of no return!"
"Here it comes, babe! You're bein' fucked by a man! My first spurt of cum musta filled your ass half way up. And here comes another for you, Billy, deep inside your ass! Oh yeah, they're comin' fast now, buddy. And they're all for you, kid. You're takin' all of me into your ass. And the best part is, Billy, I know you love it just as much as I do!"
With that, I collapse onto Billy. And we both just lay there pantin' for a while. When I'm breathin' steady again, I kiss Billy gently on his lips and his nose and his forehead and his neck and then on his lips again.
Then I pull out of him, and I scoot down on his body and take his hard dick into my mouth. It's covered with his precum, and I know it won't take him long. I pump him eight or ten times with my mouth, and he goes off into me like a gusher. He's so loaded with jizz that some of it seeps out of my mouth and into his pubic hair. So when he's finally exhausted his load, I nuzzle into his pubes and lick up the cum that I missed.
And now I'm layin' on the bed beside Billy. We're both on our sides, facin' each other, just as close as it's possible to get. We lay there for a while, driftin' in and out of sleep. Just happy and content to be close to one another.
Finally I drag myself out of bed, and make us a couple of drinks. We sit out on my little deck, overlookin' the campus. There's just a bit of chill in the air. And a brisk north wind is blowin' the clouds around. Chased by the wind, the first gold and crimson leaves of autumn scurry down the street. And a family of bushy tailed squirrels in the tree above my deck eye us indignantly - as though we've invaded their domain.
Billy and I sit side by side, holdin' hands. Neither of us sayin' much. We're just silently communing with nature, and with each other. And I can't believe how comfortable we are together. Two guys who couldn't possibly be more different from one another. And yet somehow we fit.
I lean over and give the kid a kiss on the cheek. "I can't tell ya how much these past 24 hours have meant to me, Billy. You've turned me on in a way I`ve never been turned on before. You probably don't realize it yet, but you are one hot bastard, Billy the Kid! And I hope this is the start of a beautiful friendship!
You've made a friend for life, Jesse James! I'll even sit on the sofa with you and watch wrestling on TV. And when we get tired of watching it on TV, we can wrestle each other. Naked. The way the ancient Olympians used to do it. You probably won't believe this, Jesse, but I was on the wrestling team in high school. And I've got several holds I can't wait to show you." And then the kid gives me a big grin.
"And I'll study philosophy with you, Billy," I grin back at him. "From what I hear, them Greek philosophers had a bevy of young men to service them, whenever they wanted. It's no wonder they came up with all that profound bullshit, with them boys to keep em inspired all the time."
"And somethin' else, kid. I could learn to talk the way that you do. Would that make you more comfortable?"
"The way you talk now, Jesse, is part of your charm. Don't you dare change it. You gave me good advice last night. You said, "Just be yourself!" And that's good advice for both of us. We bring a cornucopia of totally different experiences to our friendship, Jesse. And that's what's going to keep it vibrant and alive. That . . . and the wrestling."
Billy winks at me, raises his drink and says with a brilliant smile, "Cheers! Here's to us, Jesse James!"
And I raise my drink and give Billy the Kid my very best hottie look. "Here's lookin' at you, kid!"
Then Billy the Kid and Jesse James saddle up. And hand in hand they ride off into the sunset.
The End
If you want the names of the gay-welcoming churches in your city, or if you want the chapter and verse references for the Bible passages I refer to in my story, write me and I'll get back to you promptly. marcar001@msn.com
Peace, love and happiness!
Brandon