Date: Sun, 15 Jan 2006 17:14:16 EST
From: LENNOXBEAR@aol.com
Subject: Starting Again Chapter 3

Sam leaned against the kitchen counter and chuckled.  He thought about how
in all the years in San Francisco, he had never been offered a blowjob by a
home inspector in a vacant house.  Well, there's a first time for
everything.

Chip dropped to his knees and fondled the big man's basket.  "So what do ya
say?  Looks like you're packing a pretty substantial piece of meat."

"Shouldn't the realtor be here?"

"He had to go back to his office to get a list of things the buyers wanted
to have inspected.  My partner went with him."

"So they'll be coming back soon?"

"Um. Maybe another 20 minutes.  I bet I can get you off in less than that."
Sam just raised his eyebrows.

"Pretty sure of yourself. Aren't you?  But won't the realtor just come
waltzing in here?"

"Nope, he left the key right there.  The front door is locked, so they'll
have to ring the bell.  I swallow, you zip up, Bada boom bada bing?"

Sam smiled hesitantly.  "Yeah right.  Ok buddy, the challenge is on."  He
unzipped his jeans and pushed them down.  The meaty cock flopped out over
the big balls.

"Oh baby, come to papa.  No pun intended."  Chip wrapped his hand around
the soft shaft and started to lick.  Sam leaned back and sighed.  Damn, the
man was good.  In a couple of minutes Chip was swallowing the big stiff
shaft. He was drooling non-stop making the blowjob one of the most sensuous
Sam had ever had. "Damn, this is the biggest prick I've had in ages."
Chip's head bobbed up and down in front of Sam.  Fifteen minutes later Sam
felt his nuts tightening and a huge load shot down Chip's eager
throat. Chip fell back onto his ass on the floor. His prick was throbbing
in his work pants.  "Man, I worked hard for that.  You got one bee-ute-if
-ful dick Sam.  I hope I get to do that again.  I hope you hire me too.
I'm even better at home inspection."

"I guess we'll have to compare again later."  Sam reached down, helped up
the smaller athletic man and hugged him.  He groped the man's hard cock in
his pants.  "You ok?"

"Oh yeah." Chip breathed in the big man's scent.  "My partner's gonna get
fucked within an inch of his life later.  Here's my card.  Give me a call
if you want to schedule a time for that inspection, or if you just want to
face fuck me again."

The doorbell rang just then and Sam checked the zipper in his jeans.  "All
clear."  He followed Chip to the front door and introduced himself to the
other realtor as the guy putting in an offer on the house down the street
on the corner.  The realtor smiled and said it would be nice to have both
houses off the market, although, few go on the market in this neighbourhood
and when they do, they sell quickly.  He felt sure Sam would like it
here. As Sam pulled back out onto the main road, he saw the beefy jogger
heading down the hill away from him. Yeah, he was sure he would like it
too.

He headed back to the highway and thought about Matt and dinner later.  He
swung the big Ford back toward the grocery store and sauntered in.  A hot
homemade dinner for a hot man would do the trick.  Sam pushed the shopping
cart around the produce section and heard a friendly voice behind him.

"So, I trust you are getting more accustomed to the store." Sam turned to
find Joe smiling back at him.  The young blond was looking even better in a
snug dress shirt and tie and an equally snug pair of jeans.

"Yeah, getting there.  I'm putting in an offer on a house not far from
here, so I guess I better learn the store."

"Congratulations.  Always happy to gain a new customer, especially a fellow
gymrat."

Sam laughed.  "I'm going to have to find a gym out here."

"Well, there's one not five minutes away, nicely equipped.  Could use a few
more free weights. But clean and most people are friendly.  Be nice to have
someone around to provide me with some pointers.  Called the Muscle Bank.
Can't miss it, right up on the boulevard."

"I'll check it out Joe. Thanks."  He offered his hand to the young man and
got a big smile in return.  He watched Joe head down another aisle with his
clipboard and licked his lips at the sight of the round muscular butt.
Damn, a few minutes after a hot blowjob and he was already horny again.
Matt had better be hungry. He loaded his bags into his truck, settled in
and paused.  "Good grief, I'm becoming a suburbanite."

He spent the afternoon straightening up the apartment, organizing things
for work next week and preparing dinner.  No sooner had he finished drying
off from a shower than the doorbell rang promptly at six.  He wrapped his
towel around his waist and looked out the window.  Matt was happily
standing in the street waving up.  He buzzed him in and met him at the
door.  As they hugged, Matt pulled off Sam's towel.  "Hey, no desserts
until you finish dinner."

"You cooked?  Wow, I'm honoured."

"Nothing special.  Lasagna, salad, veggies, bread. Oooo, shit, better check
on temps, this oven is weird.  Hang your coat in the closet there.  How was
your day?"

"Oh, the boys kept me busy.  I'm sort of glad we're eating in, it'll be
nice to relax."  Matt walked in to the kitchen as a naked Sam closed the
over door.  "Uh, won't your neighbours see you?"

"Yeah right, two gay guys who watch me every naked move.  Figure they
deserve a show."

"Oh well, in that case."  Matt slid his arms around Sam and kissed him.
"Hope they like that."

"Oh I'm sure they do.  You want something to drink?  Beer, liquor, wine?
I'm having red wine."  Matt said he'd have one as Sam continued to work in
the kitchen and flash his neighbours.  "I need to use the bathroom."

"There's a powder room off of the living room and the other bath is through
the bedroom down the hall.  Make yourself at home."

Sam was standing in the living room sipping wine when Matt came out of the
bedroom.

"This is a great apartment, lots of space."

"Yeah.  I'm not sure what the university is paying for it so I better hope
my house purchase goes through quickly."

"I'll keep my fingers crossed. Hey, I couldn't help but notice all the
leather stuff in the closet.  You into that stuff?"

Sam shrugged. "Maybe, does that scare you?"

"I don't know, never did anything involving leather, so to speak.  I love
the look but I don't think I am in to pain."

"Well, there are lots of things one can do in the leather mode that doesn't
involve a lot of pain."

"That's reassuring."

"Make yourself comfortable.  I'm going to go get dressed."  Matt shot him a
disappointed look. "Aw don't start.  Help yourself to more wine, be right
back."  Matt settled on the sofa and browsed through a copy of the
Advocate.  A few minutes later Sam returned from the bedroom.  Matt looked
up and stopped in mid sip.  Sam stood before him in chaps, jock, boots,
full harness, armbands and biker hat.  Matt's mouth dropped open.  "Well,
you like?"

"Wow.  You are, wow."  He struggled to his feet.

"But do you like leather?"  Sam reached down and felt Matt's hard fat cock.
"Guess so."  Matt just stared.  "Say something."

"Uhhhhh."  Sam pulled him close and pressed their lips together.  He could
feel Matt's heart pounding.

"Try this on." He unbuttoned Matt's flannel shirt and pushed it off.
"Here."

Matt looked at the leather shirt and blinked.  "It's a leather cop's
shirt?"

"Yeah, I bet you'll look hot in it."  He pulled Matt into the bedroom
slipped a black cop's hat on him and stood him in front of the mirror.
Matt ran his hands over his thick leather covered pecs.  "Man, you look
fucking hot.  Wish my pants would fit you, but they'd be too long.  You'd
get a lot of attention in a leather bar.  You've got the look."

"I think I'm gonna cum."

Sam dropped to his knees, undid Matt's jeans, pulled back his underwear and
swallowed the pulsing fat prick.  Within seconds Matt unloaded down Sam's
throat.  "Mmm, a little appetizer before dinner."  Matt just trembled.
"Buddy, say something."

"Wow."  Sam helped him get dressed, slid his arm around him and walked him
back out to the kitchen.  "We're going to eat dinner dressed like this?"

"You bet. Sit down."  Sam played leather waiter for Matt all through dinner
as the two men babbled about their jobs.  Matt was working on his Master's
at one of the other universities in town and hoping he could find a job in
town when he was finished. He couldn't bear being away from his boys.  Sam
talked about needing to plan the move if the house purchase went through,
getting the rest of his stuff out of storage, needing to find a doctor and
dentist and a place to get a good flattop.  He loaded everything into the
dishwasher as Matt undid his jeans after the super dinner.

"That was super.  Wish I could cook like that, my boys would be much
happier."

"So you want to relax on the sofa in the living room or watch some TV in
the bedroom?"

"Bedroom."

"Good choice, bring the, um second bottle of wine."  Matt followed Sam to
the bedroom as he closed the drapes.  "The neighbours really don't have to
see everything."  He unbuttoned the leather cop shirt and slid it back off
Matt's shoulders.  His shoes, socks, jean and underwear followed.  Sam was
about to pull off his leathers but Matt stopped him and pulled him on to
the bed.

"I want to feel the leather against my skin."

"I was hoping you would."  Matt felt the cold of the leather harness
against his chest as Sam brought them together and held a very long kiss.
Matt felt like he was in a video between the wine and the warm
kissing. Sam's hands were everywhere on his chest.  His nipples were sore
from the night before but now all he wanted the big man to do was suck,
bite and pinch them more.  He slid down to take the red fat prick into his
mouth as his hands continued to torment Matt's nips.  Matt thrashed and
held Sam's head on his cock.  Sam stopped, got up, retrieved something from
the closet and proceeded to tie Matt's hands to the headboard.  Sam
playfully squeezed Matt's balls.  "If you want me to untie them I will."

"No sir."  Sam went back to work on the big prick, stopping to wrap a
Velcro cock ring around the base as Matt moaned.  He whimpered as he felt
his legs being lifted in to the air and Sam push his tongue into his warm
butt hole.  He was glad he had remembered his hygiene lessons again.
Within minutes he was begging Sam to fuck him.  He held his legs in place
as Sam slid a condom over his dick.  Sam worked Matt's eager hungry hole
with lube and a finger, then two then three.  He steadied Matt's legs on
his shoulders and slowly pushed until the full 12 inches was buried to the
balls and then held it.

"You OK?"  Matt trembled but shook his head yes.  "Good."  He pushed Matt's
legs back further until he could get his arms around him then slowly began
to rock Matt with a deep fucking motion.  He pressed his lips to the
moaning man and kissed.  Matt was practically crying in need.  The two men
rutted in heat until Sam was sure the people in the apartment below would
be calling to complain.  He knew he was beating Matt's prostrate into
submission and waited until he felt the moaning and breathing were a signal
Matt was about to explode.  He stopped and slowly pulled back.

"No, don't stop. Please Sam, sir, don't.....holy fuck, don't stop.  Oh
shit.  Matt trembled but fought off shooting his load.  Sam lowered his
legs and rubbed them. He slowly untied his wrists.  Matt's cock was
bouncing up and down off his stomach with the pounding of his heart.

"You're ready."

Matt whimpered. "Ready?"  His stomach was covered in free flowing pre-cum.

"You want to fuck me?  Now is the time."  He helped Matt up and hugged him
close.  "But what do you think you need to do to get my ass in the mood?"

"On your knees on the bed Sam."  Sam smiled.  Matt ran his hands over the
warm leather of the chaps and traced the outline of the harness on the big
man's wide back.  His finger running over the hot pucker of Sam's hole told
him he was correct in his assumption.  He knelt and gave the throbbing hole
a long tongue bath. It was sweet and clean and smelled of the hottest man
he had met in his short time out of the closet.  Sam sighed.

"The jock unsnaps so the strap won't be in the way."  Matt never stopped
the tongue bath but played his fingers along the hot skin and strap until
it fell away.  As the jock fell something snapped in Matt.  He drove his
tongue passionately deep into Sam.  "I need a condom."

"No, just lube me.  When you're close just pull out.  I want us to get off
together."  Matt lubed his fat, angry red cock and Sam's quivering hole.
Sam moved forward so he could balance off the headboard.  Matt pushed in as
Sam pushed back.  "Oh god you feel hot."  Matt bit Sam's delts as his balls
settled against the beefy ass.  He held onto the harness and slammed away
at Sam.  His other hand found it's way around to the big man's swollen nip
and rolled it hard between his fingers.

"That'll make me cum."  Matt reluctantly let go of the big man's nip.  He
wrapped both hands in the lowest strap of the harness and leaned back.  Sam
moaned with each hard hit.  He glanced over and realized he could see their
reflection in the mirror on the back of the closet door. His hard cock was
bobbing up and down with every move Matt made.  He could feel his
temperature raise in the warm leathers as he watched the fuck play out in
the mirror. Matt's chest was flexing with each thrust.  Sam's ball's
flailed from side to side.

"Damn. Sam. Well, I'm close....gotta, fucking pull out, god that ass is
incredible."

"Hold it fucker."  Sam felt the fat prick slide out and leave his hole
feeling empty.  He fell to his back and pulled Matt to his side.  A huge
bicep wrapped around Matt's neck as Sam's pushed his tongue to the back of
Matt's throat.  He grabbed the fat hard cock and jacked his friend.  Matt
pushed back at Sam and grabbed at the marble hard cock.  He moaned when he
felt the heat of the fleshy spike.  The two men convulsed in unison as
streams of thick cum shot over their chests.  Sam held them in a deep kiss
as Matt struggled for breath.  He shot another volley of hot spunk as they
broke the kiss.

"Holy fucking shit.  I've never been that hot."  He gasped for breath and
marveled as Sam's cock continued to ooze cum.  "I think you're faucet's
broken."

"Nah, But it only does that when I find a really, really hot fucking man.
You throw a man for a pretty good fuck for someone who hasn't been out very
long."

"Well, my dick can't compare to the horse cock you have so I have to make
up for it in power. So working the tits makes you come?"

"Oh fuck yeah.  If a guy really knows how to work my chest, I can shoot
without anyone touching my dick.  "We need to get cleaned up and I need to
get out of the leather.  I'm roasting."  Matt's eyes opened as he tweaked a
hairy nip.  "No buddy, not sex. I actually have dessert.  And then maybe
we'll fuck again."  He let Matt help him out of the tight leather.  "You'd
look great in full leather."

"Wow, I don't know. I sweat thinking about it."  The two men showered and
played in the hot water then Matt stretched out on the big bed waiting for
Sam to bring in heaping plates of tiramisu.  "Gee, gonna need to do an
extra run to work this off."  Sam smiled shyly.  "Or fuck again."

The two men relaxed in each other's arms and half watched a movie.  Sam
showed him pics of his friends from San Francisco.

"I can't believe you came back to Pittsburgh, bought a house in the suburbs
and don't have a lover trailing after you."

"Well, the last guy I really went with was more interested in parties and
drugs.  I'm just not that way.  I want one person on whom I can focus my
attention.  I don't get much out of big parties and, well, I have never
been into any drug scene.  Although, I wouldn't mind a round of roids to
get bigger."

"Mmmm, bigger.  Yeah I hear ya.  I haven't been out long, only about two
years, Don't go out cause I work and I have to finish my Master's.  So with
work, the kids and school, I don't think I can be fair to a man in a
relationship.  Meeting someone like you makes me want that though.  I hope
you'll let me be with you once in a while.  I, well, could really get to
liking this."

"I don't want to be unfair to anyone either.  Work is about to get busy.
Then, I'm buying this house.  All time killers.  And yeah, I'd like to see
you when I can. You need to call me at my private work number when you can
get away.  No pressure."  Sam reached over to the nightstand and pulled out
a card.  A loud clunk hit the floor and rattled around.

"What was that?"

"My, um, PA?"  He picked it up and showed Matt.

"Holy crap. You're dick is pierced?  Damn, that's hot. Put it in.  Anything
else."  Sam pulled out two more thick rings for his nipples. "Damn, I
thought they might be.  Why aren't you wearing them?"

"I take them out when I have business like the real estate thing.  Who knew
that I'd be crossing paths with gay home inspectors and so many hot
people."  He laughed at Matt's quizzical look.  "I'll have to explain that
to you.  I admit though, I do wear them at work.  Find it really erotic.
So far no one at the university's gym has reacted."

"I'm reacting."  Matt squeezed the long cock and thumbed the PA.  "Oh man."
They managed to get off twice more before collapsing into a deep sleep.
Matt was openly depressed Sunday morning when the light woke them up.  "I'd
really like to stay in bed with you all day, but I need to spend time with
the kids and do some work for class.  And then back to work tomorrow.  I
take the kids to breakfast Sunday morning. You want to come along?"

"What would the ex say?

"She'd freak."

"No, better not to do that to the kids.  I'm here if you want to call
later. Just gonna relax and get caught up on some things.  Matt showered
and dressed as Sam made coffee.  The two men quietly nuzzled and kissed
obviously not wanting to say goodbye.  "Matt, you're welcome here anytime
and if you can get away for another football game, you can join Dave and me
any Friday.  No pressure."

"Thanks, I'll do whatever I can to keep in touch.  Don't get pissed if it
can't be for a week or two." Sam smiled.  He walked Matt to his car,
watched him drive away and slowly sauntered back to his building.  His dick
was semi-hard and pushing at the front of his sweats when he picked up his
Sunday papers and headed back upstairs.  The time he had with Matt only
served to remind him of the emptiness in his life and how much he wanted
someone to share it.  Calls from his brother and parents failed to shake
his low mood.  He took a long hot shower letting the warm water wash over
his swollen butthole Matt had worked over so well.

Monday was bright and clear with a cool breeze swirling down the street.
He walked across campus and threw himself into his classes and work.
Matt's phone calls only made him feel lonelier.  The two men could find
little time to get together.  His realtor called and a few counter offers
later found him signing the paper on the new house.  Closing was a week
away.  He could finally plan to get his belonging out of storage and move
forward with his life.

It had been three weeks since the Sam spent a weekend with Matt.  Matt
didn't think he could gat away for at least another week.  Sam filled his
time with work, moving plans for the house, keeping tabs on his parents and
brother and lots of hours at the gym.  He had finally tracked down friends
who lived north of Pittsburgh and hoped to hook up with them in another
week.  They gave him a lead on a doctor who could help him with his workout
needs.  Chip was practically in a frenzy to suck him of the day of the home
inspection.  The man had noticed changes in Sam from the many hours of
lifting.  But the realtor was not about to leave them alone long enough to
make Chip happy.

The day of the inspection was cold and rainy which worked well for checking
any water problems in the house and the heating system.  Sam dressed in a
sweatshirt and jeans, both of which hugged his body.  Chip was practically
whimpering.  He watched Sam run out to the pickup to get info for the
realtor and wiped drool from his mouth.  Sam rummaged in his briefcase to
find the bank statements.  Steve jogged up with his German Shepherd.

"You got the house?" Sam nodded.  "Super, need a carpenter?  Or pool boy?"

The thought of Steve in speedos cleaning the pool slightly distracted Sam.
"Um maybe.  The closing is next Friday, so then I can get started on some
projects.  I'll be here bright and early Saturday if you want to jog by."

"I'll do that.  Welcome to the neighbourhood.  Hey, gotta keep moving.
This weather sucks but it ain't snow, thank heaven.  I'll be in touch."
Sam watched the beefy butt move down the street.  He turned to head back in
and adjusted his dick.  Upstairs, Chip bit his lower lip.  Thirty minutes
later, all was wrapped up and they all prepared to leave.  Chip was doing
everything he could to make it happen but Sam as horny as he was, wasn't in
the mood for just a blowjob.

The realtor gave him his final assignments for the week to be ready for
Friday's closing and drove off.  Sam took another look at his new house
from the drive way and felt a new warmth take over.  He was finally
settling in to his new life.  Starting again was turning out to be easier
than he thought, at least on some levels.  He decided it was time to check
out the gym Joe had mentioned to him and headed east.

The girl at the front deck obviously liked what she saw as he signed a
release to tryout the place.  She admired the denim-covered butt and wide
shoulders as he walked away to the locker room.  Sam was happy to find the
locker room clean and neat.  He changed into workout gear.  His tight
shorts didn't exactly hide the big dick with the thick PA and his pierced
nips were just as visible behind even a baggy T-shirt.

The workout space was neatly arranged as he walked the perimeter and pulled
on his gloves.  Not too busy for a Saturday afternoon.  He found a quiet
corner to do some stretching and warming up and decide what he wanted to
try out here.  He sprawled out on the floor and bent forward. He made a
quick adjustment to his basket to keep from crushing his nuts.

"Hey, glad to see you took me up on my recommendation to try this place?"
Sam looked up into Joe's smiling face.  The young blond was dressed in
similar tight hotshorts and the very tiny remains of a string tank.  Sam
felt his nuts churn.  Joe held out his hand. "Joe, from the grocery store."

"Yeah, I remember.  So far I like what I see.  Thought I'd try a leg
workout, that's my heaviest regime."

"Well, the leg stuff is over there. Good equipment."  Sam swallowed hard at
the round beefy butt in the shorts.  "Hey, I was going to do legs too, mind
if I workout with you?  The place never gets all that crowded except like
prime time on weekdays, so it's hard to find someone to spot me on
weekends."

"No, sounds good to me.  I'd enjoy the company."  Joe held out his hand to
help Sam up from the floor.  "Wow, you're like really ripped.  The
muscleheads here will be keeping an eye on you, competition, ya know?"

"We'll see about that.  Show me the way Joe."  The two men worked heavy leg
sets for the next two hours, interspersed with some time on treadmills to
work down.  "Hey thanks, Joe, that was the best leg routine I've done since
moving back here.  Glad I ran into you."

"Yeah, me to.  I appreciate the inspiration. Gets me psyched for a date
tonight."

Sam sucked in his breath and thought about Joe slamming it to some lucky
chick.  The two sweaty men headed for the locker room and showers.  Their
lockers were practically on top of each other.  Sam felt his nuts start to
ache as he watched Joe slip off what little he was wearing.  The guy was
picture perfect.  And that smile.  Sam sighed. Why did he also have to be
so nice?  Some girl was really, really lucky.  Sam slipped off his sweat
soaked shirt and leaned over to untie his shoes.  When he stood up, Joe was
standing patiently shaking out his shorts. Sam caught him glance at his
pierced nips.

"The showers are clean, but hot water can be scarce weekday evenings. Not
so bad in the summer when people just workout and go home without
showering."  Sam chuckled.

"Yeah, seems to be a curse at most gyms?  Do they have a steam or sauna?"

"Both.  I don't generally do them, very few people do for some reason."

Sam pried off his tight shorts and dropped his jock.  His thick horse cock
swung out free over the big balls and flopped to one side half erect.  The
shiny ring pulled the big head down to one side.

"Hmm, well whadya know?"  Joe turned to face Sam.  Sam looked down at Joe's
ample and pierced cock.  "Don't see too many people around here with
piercings."

"It was pretty common in California."  Sam dropped his clothes into the
locker and reached for his towel and soap.  Joe moved a bit closer and
lowered his voice.

"Yeah, they're fun, especially if you hook them together."  He searched
Sam's eyes.

"Really, you don't say."