Impossible Love
 by: Hankster

© 2009 by the author

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Chapter 10

We never did get to sit together on the plane.  Every seat was taken, but the trip was short.  I was seated in the last row just the other side of the galley.  A handsome young male flight attendant began to flirt with me unashamedly.  He was asking me where I was staying in Buffalo, just as Mac walked back to use one of the rear heads.  I pointed at Mac, and told the flight attendant that I would be staying with that handsome hunk.

 
“Lucky you,” he said and walked away.

As we approached the security gates in Buffalo, we both began to look for Jonathan who was supposed to pick us up, but instead we spotted Tom and Dominick, but no Jonathan.  The four of us embraced warmly.

“Not that I don’t love you guys,” I said, “but what happened to Jonathan?”  I was very concerned.

“Not to worry,” Tom said.  “His calculus teacher announced a sudden test for the first period tomorrow, and he needed the time to study so he asked us to pick you up.  Have you guys eaten dinner?”

“Not yet,” Mac answered.  “We were going to do fast food on the way home.”

“That’s what we thought,” Dom said.  “You’ll come home with us.  We have dinner ready.  You can tell us all about the condo and we’ll fill you in on what’s happening here.”

Of course, we couldn’t wait until we got home.  The minute we got in the car, Dom told us that their counter-offer had been accepted and the closing was set for May 31.  He had an interview scheduled at Brooklyn College for the first Monday of spring break, and another scheduled on Tuesday morning at Queens College.  They had booked plane tickets for the Friday afternoon when spring break would begin, and a return flight Sunday evening before school started again.  They would be in New York for ten days and over the Easter holiday.

“I called Izzy,” Tom said, “and he suggested that I could get myself organized at the office and start setting up my schedule while I was there.  When I told him that I needed the time for house hunting, he told me in his inimitable way, ‘So you’ll come into the office in between times.’  You gotta love that man.  I just wish he wasn’t so homophobic.”

We arrived at their home and left our two carry-ons in the car.  “I just gotta warm the food,” Tom said as he rushed into the kitchen.  Dom took our coats and settled us on the living room sofa.  He poured two glasses of red wine and offered them to us.  He poured himself a glass and sat down on a wingback chair and smiled at us.

“I am so happy for both of you,” he said, “especially for you Wallie.  I know what it’s like.”

“You do?” I asked.  I gathered from Dom’s last remark that he had been married also.

“Oh sure,” he began to explain.  “I got married when I was twenty-one and had a son and a daughter within the first three years.  Just like you, Wallie, I knew I was gay when I got married, but I thought I could beat it.  Every day, I yearned to be with a man, and every night I fantasized that Rosalie was that man.  To say I was miserable would be an understatement.  Even the joy I found in my children did not ease the hurt.

“When I was about thirty five, a new teacher, Ken Mervyn, joined the romance language faculty at the university.  He was about twenty-eight at the time, and we became instant friends.  We had lunch together every day and he began to have dinner at our house every Sunday.  Rosie was constantly trying to fix him up, but her efforts were failing. 

“Rosie’s parents lived in Palermo, Italy, and one summer she took the kids to visit there for six weeks.  I knew I would miss the kids, but I also knew that Ken would see to it that I would not be lonely.  Looking back on it, I wonder why I never wondered why he never had a girlfriend.  Certainly he was above average in the looks department.  It never occurred to me that he might be gay.

“The very first night Rosie and the kids were gone, we had dinner together at Gino’s.  The night was young and neither of us had summer classes to teach.  We literally had all the time in the world.

“‘Would you like to go to my favorite hangout?’ Ken asked me.  “Before you answer, I want to make you aware that it’s a gay bar.”

He left me speechless.  I never had a clue.  Since I was staring at him with my mouth open he finally spoke.  ‘You must certainly have known that I’m gay.  I sure don’t hide it.’

“‘Oh Ken,’ I said.  ‘Of course I’ll go to a gay bar with you, but there is something you have to know about me.  I’m gay also and I am so in love with you it hurts.’

“We rushed to my car.  I had driven that night.  The minute we got inside we grabbed each other and began to kiss.  He groped at my package and I groped for his. 

“‘I tried to hint in a million ways how much I love you too,’ he said, ‘but you weren’t catching on.’

“We didn’t go to the gay bar that night, but we went to my house, and we made love for three days straight.  We never left the house.  My ass was so sore, I didn’t think I would ever have a normal bowel movement again.

“We continued our secret affair for twelve years, until I was forty-seven years old.  My kids got married and had children of their own.  Rosie and I had stopped having sex years before that awful day.  One evening I told Rosie that Ken and I were going to a hockey game, but, of course, we went to his apartment.  We were making love when someone kicked in the door and started taking pictures.  I thought we had been so careful, but Rosie had become suspicious.

“My marriage ended, of course.  Hallelujah!  I moved in with Ken.   We had one glorious care free year, before he developed cancer in his liver.  He was gone before the whole idea of his illness sunk in.  I lived like a hermit for two years after that.  My kids and my wife weren’t speaking to me and they still don’t.  I am not allowed to see my grandchildren.  They treat me as if I was a pedophile.

“One evening I decided it was time for me to get out in the world, and I went to Stoney’s, the very same gay bar Ken wanted to take me to that first night, and where you two guys met.  I sat down at the bar and after a few minutes a handsome young man asked me to dance.  I was flattered, and I danced with him.  The young man was Tom, and the rest is history.”

During Dom’s narration, Tom had come in from the kitchen and sat down on the floor at Dom’s feet.  Everyone was exceptionally silent.  Tom stood up and kissed Dom on both cheeks.

“Into the dining room, everybody.  Dinner is ready,” he said.

This was the happiest dinner I had ever attended.  All we could talk about were the vast changes occurring in all our lives, and our hopes and dreams for the future.  We all pitched in clearing the table and cleaning up.  In no time, the house looked like there had been no mini dinner party.

Once we were settled back in the living room, Tom said, “Wallie, you are familiar with the area where you bought the condo.  You’ll have to recommend a hotel we can stay at while we are house hunting.”

“You have got to be kidding,” Mac broke out laughing.  “You’ll be staying with us.  By then our furniture will have arrived and we will have bought furniture for the spare bedroom.  It is not open for discussion.”  I couldn’t help noticing that Mac referred to his furniture as our furniture, and I smiled broadly at him.

“That’s great, guys,” Tom said.  “We really appreciate it.”

“Nonsense, it will be fun.  I can’t wait,” I said.  Then I broke out laughing.

“What’s so funny?” Tom asked.

“Well, less than two weeks ago, I would have been desperately trying to make excuses to get away from Marsha so I could be with you guys, and now I’m free as a bird to enjoy all of you.”  Suddenly my laughter turned to tears and I found myself being hugged by three grown men.

Luckily my cell phone rang and we broke it up.  “Hello,” I heard Jonathan’s voice and a warm glow went through me.

“Hello to you,” I said.  “How goes the studying?”

“Good, I think.  I’ll give you a definitive answer tomorrow.  Can I come over tomorrow evening?”

“Just a sec,” I said.  “Jonathan wants to come over tomorrow evening.  Are we all doing anything?”

“Tell him to meet us at Gino’s at 6 PM and we’ll all have dinner together.” Dominick said.

“Did you hear that?” I asked Jonathan.

“Yes, and it’s a deal.  I’ll see you then. Ciao.”

We talked for a little while longer and then we asked our hosts to drive us home. 

“How will you get to the office in the morning?” Tom asked me.  “Maybe you guys should stay here tonight.  I’ll take you to the office tomorrow and Dom can drive Mac home to continue packing.”

“That’s a good idea,” Dominick said.  “I only have one morning class tomorrow.  Then I can come back to your place, and I’ll help you pack.  Now that you have a place in New York, I’ll bet you’re anxious to finish up.”

“Yes, I am anxious, as a matter of fact.  By the way, the condo is in Valley Stream.  Technically we will be living in a suburb of New York, which is the city I’ll be working for.  Valley Stream is an easy ride to either Brooklyn College or Queens College and a short commute to New York.  I would recommend that you look for a house there or close by.  We’d want you to be near us and Jake and Jonathan.  They live in Oceanside, which is only a stone’s throw away.”

Mac went out to Tom’s car and got our two carry on bags.  Dom showed us to the guest bedroom and bath while Tom secured the house for the night.  “There are plenty of towels and wash cloths in the closet in the guest bathroom,” Dom advised.  “Please don’t be shy with us. Tom and I sleep nude and walk around the house that way, once we have drawn the blinds, that is.”

“That’s fine with us,” Mac said.  “We do the same.”

Mac and I undressed.  We were grungy from the airplane trip and from the hectic day we had before Jake drove us to the airport, so we headed for the shower.  We showered together and of course we got ourselves worked up into a sexual frenzy.  Once we were all dried up, we opened the door and headed for the bedroom, both sporting erections.  Imagine our shock to find Tom and Dom sitting on our bed totally naked.  They stood up as we entered and they were both hard as nails also.  Dom is 6’ 3” tall, and his erect cock is at least eight hard inches.  Tom was not so well endowed, somewhere around six inches.  Still, he had a lean, muscular body, and I was immediately turned on by both of them.

“We want to bond with you sexually,” Tom said.

“We want to express how much we love you, my brothers,” Dominick added.

“If you don’t mind,” I said.  “Over the year’s I have fantasized making love to Tom a thousand times.  I’d like my dream to come true tonight.”

“It’s true for me too,” Tom said.  He took my hand and led me to the master bedroom.  As we left the guest room, Dom approached Mac and began to kiss him while he drove his cock against Mac’s body.  The last thing I heard was Mac moaning.  They never did bother to close the door.  For that matter, neither did we.

Tom and I lay down on his bed and immediately wrapped our arms around each other, and ground our cocks together.

“I have a confession to make,” I said.  “I used to check you out in the men’s room so I knew just what to expect tonight.”

“You fucking pervert,” Tom laughed.  “I used to do the same to you.  What do you want to do to me on this miraculous occasion?”

“Everything,” I answered.  I turned Tom on his back and began to explore his body with my tongue.  I used Mac’s technique for a trip around the world and I was thrilled when I heard Tom’s moans, his sighs and his little whines.  Tom was enjoying himself and that made me so happy.  I took my sweet time and finally I went down on him.  The minute I did, he came.  That’s how excited I had gotten him.

He lay immobile for a little while and then he said, “Shit!”

“What’s the problem?” I asked.

“I wanted to fuck you.”

“Relax love, we have tomorrow night and all day Tuesday, and way into the future.”  Then it was my turn to say ‘shit.’

“What?” Tom asked.

“Jonathan! He’ll expect some action tomorrow and we owe it to him.”

“Not to worry, Bro.  There’s always room for one more,” Tom answered philosophically.  Then he turned me on my back and went down on me without preliminaries.  When he came up for air for a moment, he said, “I can do better, but it’s getting very late.”

There was something in the way he peeled back my foreskin with his lips that set me over the edge way too soon.  Afterwards we fell asleep in each other’s arms. 

In the other room, Mac was first to apply his magical sex technique on Dom.  Poor Dom came long before Mac even put his lips to Dom’s cock.  Nevertheless Mac kept on enjoying his trip around the world, Dom’s world, and after sucking Dom’s cock for a little while, Dom came again.  I was to learn later, as Mac had just learned, that Dom’s cum was sweet and not at all salty.  We wondered if that happened as we aged.

I guess because neither of these two guys had to go to work early the next day, they took the time to enjoy each other equally.  Dom greased his ass and handed the lube to Mac who greased his cock.  Dom lay on his back and raised his legs.  Mac straddled him and Dom wrapped his legs around Mac’s waist urging him to enter him.  You don’t have to tell Mac anything twice.  He placed his cock on Dom’s opening and started to enter slowly.  To his surprise he slid right in.  He was astonished.  Everyone else he had ever been with, including me, offered some measure of resistance.  Not to say that Dom wasn’t tight.  He was very tight, but his sphincter offered no resistance.  Mac thought, ‘I guess that comes from years of practice.’

When Mac came, he gushed up Dom’s ass, and some of his cum dribbled out.  To Mac’s surprise, Dom scooped it up with his forefinger and swallowed it. 

The next morning, at the marketing conference with our clients, Tom kept kneeing me under the table.  It was all I could do to concentrate, and I kept giving him stern warnings with my eyes.  Thank God for the passage of time, no matter how slow.  The meeting finally ended at 5:30 and the clients departed.  Tom rushed me into his office and LOCKED the door.  He grabbed me and my package and began kissing me.

“I’m so happy, I’m so happy,” he kept repeating.  “I have Dom and now I have you and Mac.  All my wildest dreams have come true.”  His voice cracked.

“I love you too,” I said.  “You were my major fantasy, and now we will have each other and our partners forever.  But this is not the time or the place.  Let’s freshen up so we can meet the guys at Gino’s.”

Jonathan was already there when we arrived, but Mac and Dom were not. We greeted each other with hugs and kisses.  When we separated, Jonathan looked back and forth into our faces.  After awhile he said, “Aha!  You two have had sex together, haven’t you?”

“For Christ’s sake, Sherlock.  How did you know?”

“There’s a glow I can see in people’s eyes when they have made love to someone they really love and it’s not just sex.  You two have the glow.”

“I can see we’ll never be able to hide anything from you,” Tom said.  Just then Mac and Tom came in, and Jonathan said, “Uhoh! They’ve got the glow also.  You guys better not leave Jake and me out of your lives.  We love you too.”

“That will never happen,” I assured my son, “and I’ll prove it to you tonight.”

“Do we really need to eat dinner?” Jonathan asked jokingly.  “Why can’t we go straight home?”

A meal is not just the food served.  It is enhanced by the presentation and the service, of course.  But that still doesn’t make it perfect.  Perfection comes with the people you break bread with.  Except that Jake was not with us, I was surrounded by the people I loved most in the world.  As long as they were at my side, I knew I was safe.  Absolutely nothing in the world could harm me.  That’s what made this meal the perfect meal, the most perfect I have ever had.

“I have news for you, honey,” Mac said to me.  “With Dominick’s help, I have finished packing.  I can’t even stay in my apartment any longer.  First thing tomorrow, I’ll arrange for the mover to come.  In the meantime, Dom said I could stay with them.”  He looked at Jonathan.  “And yes, young son, you can come over whenever you feel horny, which is all the time.”  Jonathan blushed and we all laughed.

We knew that tonight we would switch partners from the night before.  But what about Jonathan?  As if in answer to what I was wondering, he asked.  “Would it be all right if I teamed with Dominick and whoever he’s with tonight?  I swear I have never been with such a tall guy, and something tells me he is proportionate all over.”

“How right you are,” Tom commented.  “And we would never deny you the pleasure.”  So that’s how Dom, Jonathan and I ended up a threesome that night, and Tom and Mac were left alone to get better acquainted.

Dom, Jonathan and I were particularly inventive in our love making that night.  I don’t think we missed a trick learned from years of viewing three ways in porn films.  Jonathan begged Dom to fuck him.  He wanted that huge drilling tool up his ass desperately.  Dom was hesitant, afraid he would hurt the boy, but Jonathan was not about to be deterred.

It took a lot of grease, patience and hard work, but Dom finally inserted his full size and girth up Jonathan’s pleading ass.  When Dom’s beauty was fully up there, and all that was visible were his balls, Jonathan began to scream, “Thank you God.  This is what I was born to do.  Now fuck me and fuck me hard,” he instructed Dominick.  I remembered that Jake had said the same thing to me the day he gave me that blessed hickey.

It confirmed what I had known all along.  Jake and Jonathan were meant for each other, and AMEN! to that.  All the while I was thinking that thought, I was happily rimming Dominick’s ass.

To be continued...

Posted: 05/29/09