Mr. Hottie
By: Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com) Story Consultant: Drew Editor and Proofreader: Jere
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This is a fictional story ... any similarities to actual people, places, events or other entities is purely coincidental. The story involves gay sex, and was written solely for the reading enjoyment of adults who aren't offended by the subject matter! If you are underage, or this type of material is illegal where you live, please leave now.
It was good to hear from some of you after Chapter 30! I hope you enjoy 31.
Chapter 31
Turning the unlocked doorknob on the Carter apartment, Zach called out, "Hey, Mr. C!" Looking back at Shaun, he led his boyfriend inside.
Shaun closed the door. "Dad?"
No answer.
"Mr. C?"
Though Jeremy's laptop sat open on the floor beside the couch, the apartment seemed to be deserted. Shrugging his shoulders, Zach looked at Shaun.
"I'm in the bathroom, boys." Still naked, Jeremy thanked his lucky stars that he had awakened from his nap a few minutes earlier, with the urgent need to piss!
"OK." Zach laughed, as he led his boyfriend down the hallway. "Let's get comfortable, Shaun." Slipping off their packs, both teens tossed them onto the bed. Seconds later, their shoes, T's, and jeans were scattered across the floor.
As the teens were hurriedly undressing, Jeremy supported himself on the crutches and shook off. Since he had left the master bedroom door wide open, and didn't have any clothing at hand, he waited until he heard the boys on the stairs to the loft, before hobbling from the bathroom. When he opened the dresser drawer, a bulky pair of sweatpants was right on top, and, with some difficulty, he was able to slither into them without taking off the boot. A few minutes later, he had clomped down the hall and was back in the living room.
"I thought you two were planning to spend the night on the farm," he stated, while carefully lowering himself onto the couch. He swung his feet onto the cushions and tried to get as comfortable as possible.
"Yeah, well ... change of plans," Shaun laughed, while starting at the spinning `wait' icon on the computer screen. "How did your day go?"
Jeremy laughed. "Let's see ... when I finally woke up, I had breakfast. Thanks for setting it out, by the way. Then, I watched some TV, fixed lunch, did a little work on the computer, and took a nap. Exciting stuff, huh?"
"Sounds like it." Zach smiled at Shaun.
"I'll sure be glad when I can get around better on these crutches!"
"Is it still as hard as it was?" Shaun asked, as the computer display came to life.
"Not quite, but I won't be doing much running for a while." Jeremy chuckled at his own joke. "At least my foot doesn't hurt, anymore. At breakfast, I took those pills you laid out, but none since then."
"That's awesome, Mr. C!" As he was speaking, Zach keyed in his Facebook password.
"I think so, anyway," Jeremy agreed. "Did you boys have Mrs. Schmidt again today?"
Both teens laughed.
"Yeah," Zach answered. "Man, I'll be glad when you're back!"
"Do you think you'll go in on Monday?" Shaun asked.
"I sure hope so, boys."
While the teens spent some time on Facebook, they chatted with Jeremy, and before they knew it, afternoon had melted into evening. When he heard footsteps outside, and the front doorknob begin to turn, Jeremy glanced in that direction. Liam came through the door, scowling and shaking his head.
"Fuck this day, Jem!"
`No greeting or anything,' Jeremy thought, but he smiled. "A bad one, huh? I'm sorry to hear that."
Liam slithered out of his backpack, dropping it to the floor beside the door. He sighed. "Yeah ... usually I'm really happy with my job, but that fuckin' boss of mine." He shook his head again. "He's got me working all weekend. All day I was doing piss-ant stuff, and less than an hour before quitting time, he sticks his smug head into my cubicle and gives me this big, fuckin' project." He glanced toward the backpack.
Liam mimicked his boss' nasal voice. "`This has to be on my desk by first thing Monday morning.'"
"I mean, Jem, I'd have probably had to work on it over the weekend, anyway, but it's just the whole idea. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" With a wan smile, he turned to Jeremy. "But, hey, enough about me and my troubles; how did you do today?"
"Not half bad!" He motioned for Liam to help him up, and the two men hugged.
The tension in Liam's body melted away, during the embrace ... slowly, at first, and then in a gigantic wave. Jeremy could actually feel it leaving Liam's body, as he began to relax. Before long, Liam was his old self. He nibbled on Jeremy's ear, while his hands stroked his lover's naked back. Expectantly, they snaked beneath the elastic waistband of Jeremy's baggy sweats, as Liam's cock began to swell. "Man, I'm starting to feel a lot better, already. It's amazing what a few minutes with the guy I love can do to turn a bad day good." Urgently, he toed off his shoes. "Damn ... you turn me on so much, Jem!"
When Liam began to force Jeremy's sweats down his legs, Jeremy cleared his throat. "Um ... the boys are upstairs."
"I thought they were spending the night at the farm." Liam pulled the sweatpants back up.
"Change of plans." Zach snickered loudly, while peering over the edge of the loft at the men. He'd been listening to the conversation since Liam came inside. "Hey, you guys don't have to stop what you're doing on account of us!"
Shaun's face appeared beside Zach's, and seemed to be just as interested. "Yeah, we're all men here."
Meaning just the opposite, Jeremy replied, "Right." Smiling at the teens, he shook his head. After turning to Liam, he spoke barely louder than a whisper. "I think we'd better take this down the hall." Looking toward the loft, in a louder voice, he added, "Why don't you boys order a pizza, or something, for supper?"
Shaun laughed. "We just had pizza last night!"
"Oh yeah; I forgot." Jeremy's horny mind was definitely on other things than eating ... FOOD, anyway. "Maybe order sandwiches from Jimmy John's, then. I think they deliver."
"I'll leave some money down here for you," Liam said, taking out his wallet, "in case I'm busy with ... um ... work stuff, when the deliveryman gets here."
"Work stuff ... yeah, right!" Zach smirked at Shaun, then Liam and Jeremy.
"Wipe that smirk off your face, young man." The displeasure in Jeremy's voice was belied by the hint of a smile.
Immediately stone-faced, Zach stood at attention; his semi-erect cock poked through the wrought iron railing which surrounded the loft. "Yes, sir!" He saluted as crisply as he knew how, while his penis throbbed to full attention. He held the pose through the laughter that followed.
"Now that's more like it." Jeremy saluted the teen in reply. "At ease." He leaned down to get his crutches.
Though his dick had a mind of its own, Zach dropped the salute and relaxed, as Jeremy started to thump down the hall.
While holding a couple of twenties above the couch, Liam smiled sexily at the boys. "Shaun, I think you'd better take care of that ... problem ... Zach's got, before you order our supper." He laid the bills on the arm of the sofa and took a couple of quick steps after Jeremy.
"Hey, don't forget the backpack with your work stuff in it," Zach called over the railing.
Grinning, Liam stepped back into view and flipped Zach the bird. He left the pack by the door; the LAST thing on his mind, right then, was work! He followed Jeremy into the bedroom, closing the door tightly behind them. As they shucked their clothes, the men talked for a bit ... about what they might still be able to do, with Jeremy's foot the way it was. Sadly, they decided that fucking was out, for the time being at least. Before long, Jeremy had stretched-out on the bed and Liam climbed on top of him in a 69 position. Soon the men were eagerly sucking and face fucking each other. Since it had been two long days since either man had cum, in no time, Liam was nutting. Jeremy wasn't far behind him. After their orgasms had run their course, they lay side-by-side, fondling each other's body.
"Man, that was JUST what I needed this evening!" Liam exclaimed, in a soft voice, before leaning over Jeremy and kissing him fully.
Jeremy didn't answer with words ... he felt actions often spoke louder than words, anyway. And Liam definitely got the message when Jeremy cuddled-up close. The men were laying arm-in arm, basking in their love for each other, when someone knocked at the front door.
"Jimmy John's."
"Just a second," Shaun called out, while racing down the stairs. He ran through the apartment to his room, where he quickly pulled on the pair of jeans he'd worn to school. Bare-chested, he paid the delivery guy, who didn't look to be all that much older than himself. Moments later, with sandwiches in hand, Shaun nodded toward the hall, while asking Zach, "Do you think we ought to call them?" He set the bag on the counter.
Zach chuckled. "They sure aren't making any noise; maybe they fell asleep!" He started down the hall. "Hey, Mr. C ... Liam ... supper's here."
"Okay, Zach," Jeremy replied. He gave Liam a sweet kiss. "I guess we'd better get up, lover."
Liam sighed. "Yeah, I know; but I could stay here with you ... just like this ... forever." He smiled, before kissing Jeremy and reluctantly rolling out of bed. After picking up Jeremy's sweats, he tossed them onto the bed. "Here you go, Jem." He stepped into the bathroom, while Jeremy pulled on the loose-fitting pants.
With the help of the crutches, Jeremy hoisted himself up, opened the bedroom door, and began the short trek toward the living room. Thump, swing; thump, swing; thump, swing. Was it possible, he was starting to get the hang of using crutches? For the first time, he began to think maybe so. Stopping in front of the couch, he asked, "What did you guys get for me, anyway?"
Laughing, Shaun replied, "We thought you might like a Beach Club."
Zach pulled the sandwiches out of the bag. "Yeah ... the name sounded sorta fun, anyways." He chuckled. "And I figured you could use all the fun you can get right now."
"Man, you're right about that, Zach. Will one of you guys get a couple of apples out of the refrigerator and slice them? I think we ought to have some fruit along with the sandwiches."
"Sure, Dad." Shaun walked into the small kitchen and opened the refrigerator door.
"What the f...!" Zach exclaimed.
Immediately, Jeremy and Shaun looked toward Zach, who was staring, google-eyed, down the dimly lit hall.
"What? Haven't you ever seen a guy, besides yourself and Shaun, in the nude before?" Laughing, a stark naked Liam walked out of the shadows into the full light. Beneath his thin happy trail, prominent tan line ... low on the hips ... and closely trimmed dark brown pubes, his eight and a half limp inches swung from side to side with every step he took. His large, low-hanging balls looked to be bulging with load after load of very potent sperm.
"Um ..." In awe, Zach swallowed with an audible gulp. He had a hard time taking his eyes off of Liam's equipment, as his own dick began to rise. He glanced toward Mr. C; no wonder he'd fallen for Liam! Though, in his fantasies, Zach had given Liam a big cock, he never imagined it to be as gigantic as it actually was! Liam's dick was every bit as thick and long as some of the guys Zach especially admired online. Slowly, he shook his head. "Yeah, I've seen plenty of naked guys. But never anybody ... in person, anyways ... with a horse cock like yours."
"I'll take that as a compliment." Smirking, Liam flicked his meat once, before knocking off Zach's cap and ruffling his long, curly hair. "What can I do to help?"
Though Liam had been asking about dinner preparations, Zach took his words to mean something else, entirely. Using his left hand in a sweeping motion, to point out his own body, he replied, "Well ... for one thing ... this summer, you can go skinny dipping with Shaun and me, and get an all-over tan like us."
"Hey, I'd like that a lot!" Liam turned to Jeremy.
"So would I!" Shaun piped up.
Liam continued, "The four of us naked outdoors; what do you say about that, Jem?"
Jeremy smiled. Though his cock had already begun to stir at the idea, he replied, "Sounds like fun, but we'll see..." He WAS Shaun's dad and both boys' school teacher, after all. He hadn't yet gotten comfortable seeing Zach in the nude. If he was naked, too, Jeremy was afraid his cock might betray him. Not so subtly, he changed the subject. "Um, why don't you help Shaun with those apples, Liam?"
Liam snickered, while stepping into the small kitchen. "Sure, Jem."
Shaun handed the large, yellow apples to Liam, before getting a paring knife out of the drawer to the right of the stove. He laid it on the counter, for Liam, then took a new bag of Sun Chips out of an upper cabinet. After pulling open the top, he stuffed a couple of the tasty chips into his mouth and began to chew, before setting the bag on the counter.
Except for Jeremy, everybody took on a task, and, in short order, supper was ready to eat.
While Zach set Jeremy's food on the TV tray in front of the couch, Liam opened the refrigerator door. "Do you want a beer, Jem?"
"Sure."
Liam took out two cans of Dale's Pale Ale, before nudging the door closed with his knee. He popped the top on one of them, as he brought it to Jeremy.
Zach thought he already knew the answer, but had to ask, anyway. "Hey! Where's ours?" He glanced at Shaun, who nodded.
While Liam set the can of beer on the TV tray, Jeremy chuckled and shook his head. He was about to speak, when Liam suggested, "Why don't we let the boys split one, Jem? Nobody's going to get drunk, or anything."
Although Liam was right, Jeremy was torn. There'd be no harm in letting the boys have a few sips of beer ... and he already knew Shaun didn't care much for it, anyway. But would Zach let it stop with one drink tonight? Knowing Zach the way he did, Jeremy thought probably not. Even so, he didn't feel like being the bad guy at the moment. Before the weekend was over, he would talk to both Zach and Shaun about the subject of drinking.
"Sure, Liam ... why not? But just this once; you two understand?"
Shaun nodded, and Zach was beaming from ear to ear, as he took the offered can of beer from Liam.
"You bet; anything you say, Mr. C!"
While Shaun took a couple of glasses out of the cabinet, Liam got himself another pale ale. Zach popped open the blue, white, and red can, carefully dividing it between the two glasses. It didn't look like much for either teen ... and Zach felt like saying so ... but he decided half a can was better than none, and kept his mouth shut. After all, he had never expected Mr. C to allow him to have any. Sometimes, and especially lately, that man was FULL of surprises!
Zach savored every swallow of the slightly bitter, golden liquid. And whether the six ounces of ale gave him a buzz, or he just imagined it, he could hardly wait for the next opportunity to sample it again. Next time, he'd do his best to wrangle a whole can from Mr. C!
After cleaning-up the supper mess, Liam reluctantly told the guys that he had to get started on his work project. Since he needed to work without distractions, as much as possible, he took his pack upstairs to the desk and spread out the contents. The rest of the guys remained downstairs and talked softly for quite a while. Any buzz they might have gotten from the beer had completely disappeared, before the teens told Jeremy they guessed they ought to be calling it a night.
"Are you gonna be going to bed now, too?" Zach asked, standing to his feet near Jeremy's head.
"No, I think I'll watch the TV news for a while," Jeremy replied, pointing the remote control around Zach and at the television set. He pushed the power button. "You guys have a good night."
"Thanks, Dad!" Shaun gave Jeremy an awkward, goodnight hug.
"Yeah, Mr. C ... see you in the morning, then." Leaning over, he hugged Jeremy, too. ( ( "You bet."
"You guys have a fun night," Liam called down from the loft. He had been so quiet, those downstairs had almost forgotten he was in the house.
"Oh, you don't need to worry about that, Liam," Zach answered, gazing lustfully at Shaun. Draping his arm over Shaun's shoulder, he added, "`Cause we will!"
Both Liam and Jeremy laughed.
Suddenly, Zach's horniness ... which was always lying in wait, just beneath the surface ... made itself known in a mighty rush, and his penis began to stiffen. In three mighty jerks, it arched upward, until it was full-hard. A crystal-clear drop of precum oozed from the slit, and grew longer by the second.
Of course, Jeremy couldn't help but notice, and nodded toward it. "Shaun, you'd better take care of that, before Zach makes a mess all over the floor!"
Although the string of precum dripped onto the carpet, anyway, Shaun agreed, with a smirk. He took a couple of steps, pulling his boyfriend with him. "Come on, Zach. `Night, Dad and Liam."
"Goodnight, boys," Jeremy answered for both men. As his eyes followed the teens' backsides, until they were enveloped by the darkness of the hallway, his own dick began to swell.
I think I will end chapter 31 with those words. I hope everyone enjoyed reading it!
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"I'll Suck You" - Final Post Date: June 25, 2007 "I've Got the Best Family" - Final Post Date: May 23, 2008 "Us Guys" - Final Post Date: May 29, 2009 "More is Better" - Final Post Date: March 4, 2011
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