SAM'S TRAVELS By Mike Austin
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IV.
Saturday night, Logan knocked on Jerry's door, then tentatively used his key. He was afraid there may be another guy Jerry was fucking, but the apt was empty. He reflected on Rick's power dick and compared it to Jerry's mighty fuck pole and shuddered, grabbed a quick shower and made a PBJ with a glass of milk. Still no Jerry or call from him and Logan knew the days ahead would be stressful and he'd just fall asleep and hope that when Jerry came home, he'd want sex.
Paolo's hotel room was a spacious suite and Drake joined him there vs going home and being in his run-of-the-mill dwelling. At least the hotel suite provided some interesting views; not to mention Paolo's ass and amazing chest. The pair dropped their bags, worked their way to the bedroom and stripped en route. After 69ing a bit, Paolo urged they shower then eat. The shower produced mutual orgasms and laying in the thick terry cloth robes, the pair made menu selections and ordered room service. It was about a 30 minute wait, but then there was a soft knock on the door. Paolo answered, greeted the server, signed and tipped the handsome Latin stud, then he and Drake settled into vichyssoise, baked salmon, glazed carrots and carrot cake for dessert. The two bottles of wine didn't last long. It was almost 9pm when the fell asleep in the kingsized bed, with view of the airport and array of colored lights outside their balcony. Ah sleep they agreed.....
Jerry returned to his place about 10:30 and found Logan sound asleep. It must have been a busy and productive week as he'd not heard a peep from the young hottie, all the while they were away. Jerry stripped, showered then settled into watching a good porn flick he'd been tempted by and finally had the peace and time to enjoy it. Logan slept through the hot video, Jerry's dick-fisting and major cum volleys. Once done, Jerry rolled over, Logan settled into his arms and the pair slept until early Sunday morning.
Sunday morning Sam hit Panera for some fresh croissants and returned to enjoy his special roast coffee as he began laundry and prepped for the week ahead. Sam was finally able to learn Chris' whereabouts and that he'd join Sam Sunday evening, after checking the Ph in his pool. Sam was impressed and excited to relay how very good the lasagna had been and how thoughtful. The front doorbell startled Sam, and excited him. He'd roasted a chicken and other very traditional sides and hoped Chris wouldn't have already eaten or didn't eat chicken. Almost without caution, Sam hugged Chris at the front door and thanked him for the lasagna. As the pair made it to the kitchen, Sam's chatter about the meal and whether Chris had or had not eaten, if he liked chicken, did he like roasted potatoes, etc, etc, etc; produced a hands up gesture by Chis. The pair laughed. Sam took in a deep breath and asked about Chris' sailing adventure. Chris, undaunted, walked directly to Sam, pushed his arms around Chris' neck and Chris deep kissed the eager Sam. Chris reached behind his neighbor and soon to be fuck, turned off the range and oven and led Sam to the bedroom. "All this interior work and no one to enjoy it with, is a travesty" Chris offered and shoved Sam to the bed. The pair tangled off their clothes and both produced ample hardons. As Sam learned, Chris was a grower; was he ever!!! They began 69ing, then Sam led Chris to the gang shower and they enjoyed each other under the multiple water jets, before returning to bed. Chris proceeded to rim Sam on all 4s until Sam was pleading to be fucked. "Not yet BOY" Chris taunted and resumed his butt-munching. For over a half hour, Chris power ate Sam and several times Sam was close to orgasm from the teasing and expert butt assault Chris delivered. "Now dicking time buddy boy" Chris declared and lubing his cock, now over 9" and wrist-thick, Chris began to ply Sam's engorged hole with lube in prep for the fuck ahead. Slowly feeding the dickmeat into the eager bottom, Chris ensured Sam's heightened sense of need and passion, met his own and as soon as Chris sunk balls deep in Sam's gut cave, the fuck was on. Chris gripped Sam's hips and began a slowly increasing fuck pace that soon pushed Sam over the edge. Sam's eyes glared with passion and heat. The fuck grew harder and faster. Sam bit at his lower lip, his own cock flailing across his abs; his balls sagged then tugged up then relaxed again. Each time Sam reached for his cock, Chris shoved his hand away. "Not yet boy" Chris hissed through clenched teeth and fucked Sam more intensely. Sweat built across both chests and Sam lifted a bit from his missionary fuck-position to lap sweat from Chris' pecs before being forced back to the mattress. Sam's moans echoed through the house. The fucked reached an apex and both guys came simultaneously; Chris firing his thick load deep in Sam's walls and Sam erupting cum in high arcs to his chest and face. They both collapsed afterward and napped soundly; the meal, a forgotten tribute.
About 10pm the guys woke, made their way into the kitchen and made chicken sandwiches then snuggled back in bed. Sam woke just before his morning alarm went off; didn't want to get up much less leave this man of his dreams. Chris grinned as Sam made his way up to get them coffee and get his morning routine underway. "I'll never want you to leave ya know" Sam remarked to his bedmate. Again Chris grinned, finished his coffee, tugged on shorts and gathered his clothes, then headed to the front door before adding, "I think we need to build a side gate, so the neighbors don't have to watch me going home". Sam kissed Chris good-bye, reminded him about the housewarming party Friday night, getting nods of yes, and headed out the door as Sam left to finish dressing.
Logan woke Jerry with a slow and deep blowjob, just before his morning alarm went off. Jerry gripped Logan's head as he got close then drove the young hottie's head down in his crotch and blew his wad deep in the eager throat pussy. When done, Jerry held Logan's head close, deeply kissed him then swatted his ass and urged they both get dressed and get the week going.
Drake and Paolo were up, had 69ed, showered and were headed to the office early. Both arrived at the conference room wearing smug grins. Sam and Logan wore similar tell-tale signs of sex and smiled shyly as the recap meeting was called into session and got underway. They all fidgeted.