Still his Savior

“I haven’t drunk anything tonight, “Tommy thought,“My mind has finally snapped.” He stared into his cousin’s blue eyes that were always full of laughter and mischief. They glowed just as warm and bright as they did in life. "If this is insanity I am going with it" Tommy said to himself as he reached out to touch Jimmy chest. “You’re warm” he said,
“Ghosts are supposed to be cold. Then reality set in again and he cried, “Oh you can’t be here.”
Jimmy pulled his cousin into his arms.” I am here. I will always be with you.”
“I searched and searched that day” Tommy continued, “and all the days after that.” "I prayed every night that some miracle might happen and you were alive somewhere under the rubble. I’ve missed you so much."
Jimmy drew Tommy’s head down to his chest, running his fingers through the thick reddish blond hair. His voice was gentle when he spoke “I know T’ I know how long you searched, how long you hoped, how much you cried. I watched you that day. I have been watching over you every day since then. You didn’t know it but I have been right behind you in every fire, protecting you. “ Holding his cousin tight Jimmy said, “Sleep now. I will be here when you wake up.” Feeling warm and safe in his cousin’s arms, for the first time in years Tommy drifted off to a peaceful dreamless sleep.
A few hours later Tommy awoke to find Jimmy staring down at him. “Oh Jimmy, since you died I realized so many things. Things I should have told you. How I really felt about you. I didn’t understand my real feelings until you were gone” he trailed off again then whispered,“God, I love you so much” Jimmy bent over and kissed Tommy gently on the mouth. Tommy pulled his cousin to him, and opened his mouth far enough to let Jimmy’s tongue slip inside. His mind still clamored “This can’t really be happening” as he felt Jimmy pushing his robe off his shoulders. His bare skin contacted Jimmy’s shirt and he anxiously fumbled with the small buttons. Soon he had Jimmy’s shirt open and off and was lying against his cousin, both naked from the waist up. Jimmy whispered “I love you Tommy,I have always loved you. Let me give you now what I couldn’t in life” Jimmy’s fingers disappeared under the waist band of Tommy’s underwear, pulling them down. Tommy could feel his cousin’s erection pressing roughly through his jeans. He let out a soft whimper as Jimmy’s hands gently but thoroughly explored his balls and cock. Tommy spread his legs open to allow his cousin full access. Nothing in his life had ever felt this exciting but at the same time so natural. Another, deeper kiss followed while Tommy felt his cock being grasped by in Jimmy’s warm hand. He grew harder by the second as he was expertly stimulated. He came, almost too fast, and he let out a disappointed sound when Jimmy let go of his now soft organ. He realized Jimmy now had his jeans off, and was rubbing his own hard on against Tommy’s crotch. “A hand job isn’t enough, Tommy thought, not for the man he loved more then life itself. He leaned over and took Jimmy into his mouth and Jimmy let out a moan. He stroked the man’s soft sac gently while he eagerly sucked on him. Jimmy's breathing was fast and ragged. He slid his hands into his cousin’s hair and held on tightly. He began thrusting in Tommy’s mouth and he said “Tommy, this feels so good; I have waited so long for this, so many years I dreamed about it.” Tommy’s tongue lapped at the head, licked across the opening, causing Jimmy to release his creamy, hot liquids.The fluid poured down Tommy’s throat. He knew it sounded crazy but it tasted sweet and fulfilled a hunger he had been experiencing for years. He lay quietly as Jimmy slowly withdrew from his mouth. The two men wrapped their arms around each other, and lay close together, their faces only inches apart. “Please don’t leave me again Jimmy,” Tommy said. “I can’t make it without you.” “I will always be near; I will come when you need me. You will never be alone. I promise you.” Tommy felt his eyes getting heavy. “Hold me while I sleep, he whispered softly as his eyes closed. He felt him self being drawn tightly into Jimmy’s arms and he held on to him for dear life. Once again, a deep restful sleep over took him.
Tommy’s eyes opened to bright sunshine. He looked at the clock and he realized it was almost noon. He couldn’t remember the last time he had slept so sound. Slowly the events of the night before came back to him. Was it all a dream ?. The whiskey bottle and glass by the bed had not been touched. He wasn’t drunk and it seemed so real. He had made love to his dead cousin. He pulled back the covers and realized he was naked. His robe and underwear were on the floor. “What the Hell ? “ He then looked over at the other side of the bed. The pillow showed a clear indentation. Lower down on the sheets were stains. For the first time in a great many years Tommy could feel himself blush.
“No, it was not a dream.” Almost three years after his death, Tommy had finally gotten to show his cousin how much he loved him. He glanced over at the picture of him and Jimmy taken at the station just a few weeks before 9-11. The photo had always made him sad before, but not now. Tommy remembered his cousins words last night and knew Jimmy was close by and would be visiting him again very soon.