Matt and I stood there in shock as Rocky stood on his own and Willy wrapped him in an embrace.
I said, “I thought your last name was Turner?”
Matt nodded, “it is, Uncle William is my mom’s brother, her maiden name was Thomson.”
Rocky had a tear running down his cheek, he asked, “what are you doing here Willy?”
Willy wiped his own tear away, “I am moving in, my room is across the hall.”
I quickly moved a chair next to Rocky’s so he and Willy could sit down, I was worried they might fall. Matt and I helped them sit down as Willy took Rocky’s hand and looked into each other’s eyes.
Matt and I stepped back and let them talk, Matt asked, “so that’s the Rocky that Uncle William always talked about.”
I nodded, “it appears so, I have heard a lot about your uncle over the last few months that I have worked here. Has he always lived here in Des Moines?”
Matt shook his head, “we actually lived in Urbandale, it’s just west of the city.”
I asked, “so he lives with you?”
He said, “well, not with me, but he lived with my family while I was growing up. We have always been close, and he always talked about Rocky, I guess I should have helped him try to track him down before now.”
I chuckled, “Yeah, Rocky said the same thing.”
Matt asked, “so Rocky has always been in the area?”
I said, “no, he moved out to California in 1960, after he was kicked out the house when he was 16. He moved back in 1982.”
Matt sighed, “damn, I wish we would have searched for him sooner, look how happy they look.”
I smiled, “yes, they do. So, your uncle never left the area?”
He said, “the story my mom told me was that Uncle William and a who I assume was Rocky got caught messing around. My grandpa kicked him out of the house, just like Rocky, I guess. Uncle William didn’t have any real friends to stay with and it sounded like he lived on the streets for a while that summer. He got a job at a manufacturing plant, they made parts for the John Deere tractor plant that is in the Quad Cities. He started out sweeping floors while he finished his last two years of high school and found himself a small apartment. After high school, he continued working while he went to a community college to learn accounting. He went from sweeping floors to an inventory clerk, then worked his way into the accounting department. He retired about twenty years ago as the manager of the accounts payable department.”
I said, “wow, he really made something out of himself.”
Matt nodded, “yeah, everything he had, he worked for.
I asked, “when did he move in with your family?”
He said, “Uncle William was two years older than my mom, he was already working when my mom graduated from high school. My mom started working at an insurance company as a secretary, that is where she met my dad. I year later they got married and my mom quit after the wedding to become a housewife, as was common in the sixties. A year later my sister was born, I was born three years later. They were able to buy a small house right after I was born. Mom had kept in touch with Uncle William, but Grandpa and Grandma refused to acknowledge William’s existence. When I was 5, grandpa died from a heart attack and a year later grandma died from breast cancer. Mom called Uncle William to tell him, he just said he was sorry to hear that, but it didn’t really mean anything to him. My mom understood because of the way he had been treated.”
I said, “at least your mom was trying stay close to him.”
Matt nodded, “yeah, he was her brother and she loved him. Uncle William was always glad to talk to her, but I think it had been close to five years since they actually seen each other. When mom and dad went to settle my grandparent’s estate, they discovered that there was more there than they expected. My dad told mom that she should give Uncle William his share. About that time, mom found out that she was pregnant with my little brother. She called William to tell him and also told him that her and dad wanted to give him his share of his parents’ estate. He resisted at first, but my dad went to talk to him in person, he convinced William how much my mom wanted him in our lives. That next Sunday, he came to our house for dinner, and I met him for the first time. My sister and I loved from the moment he walked in the house, he also fell in love with us.”
I felt a tear start to form in my eye, “I’m so glad your parents were persistent, and William had a family in his life.”
Mat smiled, “yeah, so am I. Since my brother was coming, mom and dad decided to look for a bigger house. Dad found a duplex, it was actually a house with an apartment built on, it had a separate entrance and garage. They used the money from my grandparents for the down payment and my parents and Uncle William both made monthly payments. Uncle William owned his side, and we owned our side. Uncle William ate dinner at our house every Sunday night and I would go to his house all the time, so did my sister and brother. Mom always told him to tell us to go home if we were bothering him, he never did.”
I asked, “where are your parents now?”
Matt said, “Dad passed away five years ago. We sold the house and mom and Uncle William moved into a two-bedroom apartment, so they could take care of each other. When my wife and got married we continued to go to my parents’ house for Sunday dinner, and when we moved them into their apartment, my wife and I began to host the weekly family time. My kids had all moved out by this time and started their lives, so it was now just my wife, mom and Uncle William. My kids would come whenever they were back in town. Mom died a year ago and Uncle William stayed in the apartment, I would stop and check on him three or four days a week, and still went to get him for Sunday dinner. Over the last few months, I noticed how hard it was becoming for him to take care of himself and I couldn’t be there for him every day, so I talked him into moving here. I wanted to be sure he was safe and had the help that he needed.”
I smiled, “you made the right decision, I will personally see to it he is taken care of. We have a great staff here, so you needn’t worry.”
Matt returned my smile, “I can see that, and I feel even better about leaving him here since he now has Rocky back.”
I asked, “didn’t he date anyone over all those years?”
Matt shrugged, “I’m not sure, Uncle William didn’t talk about that part of his life. Mom asked a few times if he was seeing anyone, but just said no. She even told him that if he was, he could bring a friend to our dinners. I did see a strange car pull in from time to time to pick him, I assumed he was going on a date.”
I chuckled, “well, from what Rocky has told me, he never had a serious friend either. Maybe they were waiting for each other.”
Matt smiled, “my wife is not going believe me when I tell her about this.”
We turned back to Willy and Rocky and smiled at them talking and catching up.
Willy let out a laugh, “hey Matt, guess what, my first boyfriend was a famous porn star.”
Matt looked at me as I laughed, I said, “I’ll explain latter.”
Matt nodded at me, a bit confused, “that’s great Uncle William.”
Matt and I helped get Willy settled into his room. At the end of the day, I stopped by to say goodnight. Rocky and Willy were sitting in Rocky’s room, holding hands, it was so cute.
I went home and started making dinner for Ross and me, I still had a huge smile on my face when he walked in the door.
He gave me a kiss, “somebody looks like they are in a good mood.”
I grinned, “yes, I am. We got a new resident today.”
He said, “ok, is this the first new resident you’ve had since you started working there?”
I shook my head, “no, but you will never guess who it is.”
Ross furrowed his brow, “oh, do I know them?”
I said, “you know about them.”
He shrugged, “I give up, who is it?”
I said, “his name is William Thomson.”
Ross asked, “why does that sound familiar?”
I grinned, “you know him by the name of Willy.”
Ross’s eyes went wide, “are you kidding me? Rocky’s Willy?”
I nodded, “yep, you should have seen them, it was so sweet.”
I told him everything that Matt had told me about Willy’s life while we ate and cleaned up after. As soon as we were finished, we went straight to our bedroom and watched one of Rocky’s solo films. It was all we needed to get into the mood.
About halfway through the film, I hit the pause button and rolled on top of Ross and began to kiss him. Our already hard cocks were already dueling under the sheets, smearing precum all over each other. My mouth was watering as I kissed my way down his chest and stomach, I couldn’t wait to taste his love juices. Ross moaned when I finally wrapped my lips around his swollen member, running my tongue all over his mushroom head. He had his hands on my head as I took his entire shaft down my throat and started to fondle his cum-filled nuts. I was bobbing up and down his length as Ross spread his legs, giving me access to his hole. My fingers found their way to his warm, moist love tunnel. Ross gave me another moan as my first finger disappeared inside him. I released his dick, gave his balls a quick lick then replaced my finger with my tongue. Ross squirmed as I gave his pucker a thorough licking. After a few minutes, Ross pulled me up and said, “oh God Ash, you are going to make me cum if you keep that up. Let me suck you now.”
I moved around so that my cock was in front of Ross’s face and we sucked each other. Once both of our dicks were covered in saliva, Ross rolled on to his stomach, pulling a pillow under his waist so that his ass was sticking in the air. He looked over his shoulder and grinned, “Do you want to fuck me first tonight?” I didn’t even answer, I climbed on to his back and rub my cock up and down his crack a few times. I then spread his cheeks, aimed my pole at its target and slowly pushed in as I lay down and started kissing Ross’s neck. Ross pushed his hips back to match each of my thrusts. He squeezed his ass muscles around my dick and soon had me on the verge of orgasm. I whispered in his ear, “I am going fill your ass with my seed.” He panted back, “give me your load.” I pushed in one final time and let my cock explode. I collapsed on top of Ross as he wiggled his ass until my deflating cock fell from his warm hole.
Ross pushed up quickly, sending me tumbling onto my back. He got on top of me, and we kissed. Ross broke our kiss and gave me a wink, “now it’s my turn to have your ass.” He pushed my legs up in the air, folding me in half, leaving my hole fully exposed. He rimmed me until my hole was covered in his slobber, then aimed his cock at its target and pushed in. His nuts were tight against my ass at the same time his cock hit my prostrate, causing my own dick to swell once again. Ross leaned down and we made out while he continued to pound my ass. My cock was rubbing against his stomach with every thrust. Ross’s breath began to quicken, he pushed in as far as he could and was soon flooding my insides with his creamy white baby makers. We continued to kiss as we caught our breath.
After we cleaned up and crawled back into bed, Ross chuckled, “I just thought of something.”
I asked, “what’s that?”
He said, “what will you do if walk into Rocky’s room and find him and Willy going at it?”
I laughed, “if two eighty-year-olds can get it up and want to fuck each other, I will just close the door and wait until they are done. Then I’ll congratulate them and hope I can do the same when I’m their age.”
Ross gave me a kiss, “yeah, more power to them if they want to have a little fun. And I too, hope you can perform when you’re eighty.”
I rolled my eyes, “I will be able to perform if you can.” He laughed as we turned out the lights and went to sleep.
I got to work the next day and immediately went to check on Willy, only to find him in Rocky’s room. I’m not sure why Willy was paying for his own room because he was always in Rocky’s room. They were constantly holding hands as they sat and talked nonstop. It was still so cute.
Over the next weeks and months Matt and his wife would come to visit several times a week, and they soon fell in love with Rocky and Rocky loved them too. Matt and I had become good friends as well, and I noticed that he had started referring to Willy as Uncle Willy and not Uncle William, like he did when he first brought Willy to live in the home. Matt and his wife had started to come and pick up Willy on Sundays to continue their Sunday night dinners. After a couple of weeks, they were checking Rocky out too, so he could join them.
When Matt visited last week, he was getting an update from me on his uncle.
He asked, “Ash, can I ask you a favor?”
I smiled, “sure, anything.”
He said, “my wife’s SUV is in the shop and it’s hard for Uncle Willy and Rocky to get into my two-door car. Well, Uncle Willy is really fond of you, and we all know how much Rocky likes you. I guess what I’m trying to ask is, would you be willing to bring Uncle Willy and Rocky to our house for dinner Sunday night?”
I nodded, “of course, I would be happy to, I’ll drop them off at 6 and you can call me when they are ready to go back.”
Matt said, “6 will be fine, but my wife and I would like you to join us. Of course, we want you to bring Ross along too.”
I was glad to have Ross along to help with getting Willy and Ross into my car. Matt and his wife were great hosts, and we had a nice time. From that point on, we would join them for Sunday night dinner once a month. It was the closest Ross and I had to family, and I know it was the only family Rocky ever had.
It had been about a year since Willy moved in and they were still the cutest couple ever, however, I was starting to notice they were slowing down. The cane wasn’t enough for Willy any longer, he was now having to use a walker, and we used a wheelchair for Rocky. They were also sleeping a lot more during the day.
As I helped Rocky into his bed after lunch, he sighed and said, “you know Ash, I’m just tired.”
I smiled, “that’s Ok Rocky, you take a little nap. You’ll feel better when you wake up.”
He shook his head, “no, you don’t understand. The kind of tired I am, a little nap won’t fix.”
I nodded, “I do understand Rocky, get some rest and let me know if you need anything.”
He smiled, “thank you Ash, for everything. You’ve made the last two years the best of my life. I know you didn’t have anything to do with Willy coming here, but it seems like it happened because you were here.”
I said, “I’m glad I could help, and you have made the last two years pretty good for me too.”
Over the next two weeks, Rocky was slowing down even more, and I started to bring his meals to his room. I would also bring Willy’s so they could eat together. They would still sit in Rocky’s room, holding hands, but they would mostly sit in silence.
Pam saw me watching them, she said, “maybe they have finally covered the last sixty years and have run out of things to tell each other.”
I smiled and said, “maybe.”
That night I told Ross that I thought Rocky was getting close to the end and Willy wasn’t too far behind him. Ross gave me a hug, and said, “you knew when you took this job that you would lose people you care about.”
I nodded, “yeah, I know. I guess I got a little too close to these guys.”
He kissed my forehead, “why don’t we go visit them both on Saturday, it’s been a few weeks since I have seen them.”
I said, “thanks babe, I would like that.”
We went to bed but were startled awake at 3am by my ringing phone.
I groggily answered, “hello.”
I heard, “hey Ash, this is Carla, Willy just called us to Rocky’s room. Rocky would like to talk to you.”
I said, “I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
Ross looked at me as I ended the call, he asked. “Rocky?”
I nodded as we got out of bed and began to dress, he said, “I’ll drive you.”
To be continued…
