Date: Fri, 28 Sep 2012 02:26:06 -0700 (PDT)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mr. Hottie ch 32

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.

***

Thanks to those of you who emailed after chapter 31, and major thanks to
Art for an idea I used in this chapter.

***

Chapter 32

Fondling his erect penis through the thick fabric of his sweats, Jeremy
selfishly wished he could call for Liam to help him take care of things
... but, he knew Liam was busy with his work project.  Laughing inwardly,
he bet Zach would jump at the chance to lend a helping hand.  As he
imagined what it would be like to have Zach jerk him off, Jeremy's dick
began to throb.  If only so many things were different...

While a very randy Zach haphazardly pushed the bedroom door partway closed
behind the teens and clicked on the ceiling light, Jeremy sighed audibly.

"Is everything okay, Jem?"

Liam had heard him.

"Yeah," Jeremy chuckled.  "Just some wishful thinking on my part."

Liam laughed.  "Well, I'll be down in a couple of minutes; I'm almost to a
good stopping point up here."

"Awesome!" Jeremy replied, turning his attention to the TV newscast.

On-screen, the female anchor was describing a hit-and-run accident in a
Denver neighborhood.  A bicyclist had been struck and killed by a motorist
earlier in the evening.  Although the accident had happened on a relatively
busy street, no eyewitnesses had come forward.  A reward was being offered
for anonymous information leading to an arrest and conviction; and Jeremy
hoped it would bring someone forward.  In the Denver area, way too many
pedestrians and bicyclists died every year from hit and run accidents.

An obnoxious commercial began to air, and Jeremy muted the TV volume.

He was still shaking his head at the actions of some drivers, when he heard
Zach grunt loudly.  Rhythmically, the headboard of Shaun's bed began to
slap against the other side of the wall, while Shaun moaned sexily.  Above
the squawking of the mattress, Jeremy was sure he could even hear Zach
panting wildly!  Damn ... the boys were REALLY going at each other!

Footsteps on the stairs behind him, caused Jeremy to turn his head.

"Man ... listen to those two!" Jeremy hoarsely whispered, a sexy glint in
his eyes.

With a fully erect cock, Liam shook his head and chuckled.  He didn't worry
about speaking softly.  "I know.  I can't work with that kind of stuff
going on.  Fuck ... there's no way I want to!"  Leaning over the man he
loved, his lips searched for, and found, Jeremy's.

As the men were kissing, both Shaun and Zach were oblivious to the sounds
of their own coupling ... the way guys in the throes of sexual passion
often are.  Both teens had one thing, and one thing only, on their
collective mind ... pleasure ... as Zach thrust fast and hard into Shaun.
In no time, Zach's heart began to race.  Thrusting at a fever pitch, he
held his breath, as his body tensed.  Powerfully, he began to unload into
Shaun; his whole body shuddered from the amazing orgasm.

Suddenly spent, but with his still throbbing penis deeply lodged in Shaun's
core, Zach fell onto his boyfriend's backside.  Smooth flesh against smooth
flesh, their bodies fit together perfectly.

"Fuck ... that was intense!" he moaned into Shaun's ear, before gently
taking the lobe between his teeth.

"Short, but really hot," Shaun agreed, with a laugh.  He expected Zach to
start pounding his ass again, the way he usually did, as soon as he came
down from his first orgasm.  When nothing happened, he turned his head, so
he could look into Zach's emerald green eyes.

"Yeah, sorry about the short part, but fuck, I was WAY too horny to make it
last!"  Zach stretched his arms over the top of Shaun's, interlocking their
fingers together.  Their lips met in a tender kiss.  "Um, Shaun ... tell me
... what's it feel like to have me inside you?"

Without taking any time to think it over, Shaun dreamily replied,
"Amazing."  He paused for a brief moment.  "I mean, I've told you before
about how sensitive I am down there.  But, even more than that, Zach, what
I REALLY feel is your love for me and my love for you, every time you
thrust into me.  THAT'S something I can't explain."

"You don't need to, `cause I feel the same way about you."  Zach kissed
Shaun again.  "I wonder what it'd feel like to have you inside me for a
change?"

Shaun snickered.  "I always thought you only wanted to be on the giving
end."

Zach's fingers tightened around Shaun's, as he lifted both of Shaun's hands
and arms off the bed.

"Mostly, I do ... but ... I THINK, anyways ...  I'd like to have you inside
me right now ... just to see what it's like."  He noted the excitement in
Shaun's eyes, before casually continuing.  "I mean ... IF you wanna try it,
that is."

Shaun's cock throbbed at the thought of pounding Zach's ass.  "You bet I
do!"  No sooner had those four words come out of his mouth, however, than
he began to have second thoughts.  "I won't be good at it, like you are,
but I'll try my best."

"Yeah, well..."  Uncoupling himself from Shaun, Zach smirked.  "When it
comes to fucking, NObody's as good as me!"  He rolled to the side.

Though he completely agreed with Zach, Shaun laughed, while kneeling.  "Up
yours!" His hand took hold of his dick, stroking it a couple of times.
He'd never felt it so hard and big!  Of course, since he'd entered puberty,
day by day and week by week, his dick had been slowly growing, but it
wasn't until right then that he truly realized just how MUCH bigger it had
become.  When limp, Shaun still didn't have the longest shaft around
... which was how he'd always equated penis size ... but, when erect, his
rod was very thick for a guy his age.  While his hand easily wrapped around
Zach's slim, arched pole, his fingers had a harder time encircling the base
of his own engorged shaft.

Shaun never made much precum, but the thought of fucking Zach coaxed a drop
from his slit.

As Zach rolled onto his back, he glanced at Shaun's thick meat, small pubic
nest, and hairless balls.  He licked his lips.  Since Shaun always got off
on having Zach inside him, he was looking forward to being on the receiving
end.  Zach's dick was still rock-hard, as he lifted and spread his athletic
legs wide.

Stretching out his left hand, Shaun lovingly touched Zach's tight red
sphincter, causing it to squeeze even tighter.  `So hot,' Shaun thought,
`but it's gonna be a challenge, too...'  After wetting the index finger of
his right hand with his saliva, Shaun pressed the tip against Zach's boy
hole.  Effortlessly, it slid inside.

Immediately, Zach clamped down, while gasping loudly.  Suddenly, he had
second thoughts: if just a finger felt so foreign, how would he ever be
able to take Shaun's dick?  As Zach warily eyed Shaun's meat, it seemed to
grow even thicker before his eyes.  He wondered if he had spoken too soon,
about wanting to be fucked.

"Remember the first few times you fucked me?" Shaun asked, in a soothing
voice.  "How you used to tell me to relax?"  He began to slowly, and ever
so gently, finger fuck his hot boyfriend.  "You gotta do the same thing,
Zach."  He waited a moment for Zach to relax his sphincter, but when he
didn't, Shaun added, "Hey, it won't be easy ... but just try to let go and
let the feelings take over.  `Cause they will, if you let them."

"Yeah, I know all that; but it just feels so weird."

"It was the same way for me, Zach, until I realized that I controlled my
body; it didn't control me."  While Shaun had no inkling of just how much
control he could wrest from his body, just by using his mind, he had
already learned a valuable lesson: it could be done.  "You gotta sorta MAKE
yourself relax, Zach ... even when your body tells you not to."

Because he really enjoyed finger fucking Zach, Shaun took his time.  And,
little by little, Zach did relax.  While he was preparing Zach to be
penetrated by something thicker and longer than his finger, Shaun heard the
TV click off and the men slowly make their way to the master bedroom.  It
sounded like they were talking about the possibility of an early snowfall.
Liam seemed to pause just outside the partly open door to Shaun's room,
spoke a few more words to Jeremy, and the men moved on.  By the time the
adults had finished with their bathroom chores and had settled into their
bed, Shaun felt Zach was probably as ready as he'd ever be.

After spitting into his left hand and rubbing it over his shaft and cock
head, Shaun removed his right pointer from Zach's ass, while pressing the
spit and precum slicked head of his dick firmly against the hole.  Without
much trouble at all, the glans popped inside.

"Shit!" Zach exclaimed, tensing his muscles.  "Hold it right there!"

Shaun remained motionless.

"Damn, Shaun, if it felt like this when I fucked you the first time, I'm
really sorry I hurt you so much!"

Remembering, Shaun smiled.  "Yeah ... it DID hurt.  But, Zach, I wanted you
inside me so bad ... because of the way I love you ... that I'd have taken
almost anything."  He began to lean forward.  "Just tell yourself to relax
down there."

Zach tried his best, but with limited success.

Shaun kissed the tip of his boyfriend's nose, before their lips met.  In no
time at all, the kiss became passionate; their fingers groped each other's
body.  Both teens were concentrating so much on the kiss, that neither
noticed as Shaun's meat slowly entered Zach's love tunnel.  Finally, their
lips parted.

"I guess you can try putting it inside me a little more," Zach said.

Lifting his torso off of Zach, Shaun laughed.  "Fuck ... I'm almost all the
way in already!"

"No way!"

To prove the point, Shaun pressed in the final inch, or so, until his pubic
hair pressed tightly against Zach.

"Da-am!"  Now that he knew what had been happening, while they kissed,
Zach's body tried to rebel.  But, by using all his willpower, he was able
to keep the sphincter under control.  "After the way it felt at first, I'd
have never thought this was possible!"

As Shaun slowly pulled back, to begin thrusting in earnest, Jeremy murmured
to Liam, "Sounds like success."

Kneeling over Jeremy's upper thighs, Liam chuckled.  "I remember my first
time to take a dick ... or try, anyway."  He shook his head.  "Let's just
say it didn't turn out quite as well for the other guy and me, as it just
did for Shaun and Zach!"

"Awwwww."  Jeremy laughed.  "Well, when I'm whole again, we're going to
have to see if you've learned anything since then."

Liam smiled.  "Maybe I've picked up a little bit, anyway."

While the boys were coupling, Liam and Jeremy made love.  Not fully, the
way both men would have preferred, but satisfying, nevertheless.
Apparently, Zach must have enjoyed being on the receiving end ... or at
least gotten used to it ... because, as far as the adults could tell, Shaun
was still dishing it out, when they decided to call it a night.

***

Both Saturday and Sunday dawned mostly sunny.  The teens spent all day
Saturday, and part of Sunday, on the farm.  By early afternoon on Sunday,
with a higher than normal mid-October temperature of 77, clouds began to
move in from the west and the wind really picked up.  Soon, the sun was
obliterated and temperatures plummeted.  The boys had been wrestling with
Jake in the backyard, but decided to take things inside.  Cold wind and
bare skin didn't go together all that well.

"It looks like snow's on the way," Zach observed, glancing skyward, while
heading for the door.  Though things were different on the edge of the
plains ... where he now lived ... as a younger boy up in the mountains,
Zach had gotten used to month after month of snow on the ground.  By the
time most of it melted every year ... usually by sometime in May, though
the date was different every year, and there would still be patches of
snow, in north-facing, shady spots well into the summer ... he was sick and
tired of it, but he still looked forward to the first snowfall every
autumn.

Shaun glanced at the sky, agreeing.  "I can't wait!"

Opening the back door, Zach smiled broadly.  "Me either ... snowboarding!"

Like many Colorado teens, Shaun had been skiing every year for as far back
as he could remember ... cross-country, more often than downhill, because
it didn't cost nearly as much.  He and his dad had gone snowshoeing quite a
few times, too.  He'd never been on a snowboard, however.

"Can you teach me ... like you did the skateboard?"

"Piece of cake," Zach laughed, curling his arm behind Shaun.  The guys
hugged, warming each other up.  They kissed, before Zach called out, "Mom
... it's getting really cold and cloudy out."

Heidi replied from the living room, where she was watching TV.  "Well, the
weatherman said we might get some snow before the weekend's over."

"Cool!" both teens chorused.

"I probably ought to head home, before it gets too cold out."  Shaun
sighed.  "I mean, I didn't bring a jacket with me, or anything."

"If you have to," Zach replied, in a dejected-sounding voice.  He kissed
Shaun lovingly, before following him towards the bedroom.

Ready for more play, Jake ran ahead of them and hopped onto the bed, though
the teens didn't seem to notice.

Zach was watching Shaun's every move, as he lithely bent over to pick up
his rumpled jeans.  It didn't take much to make Zach super horny, and the
sight of Shaun's inviting, tanned ass more than did the trick.  In three
beats of his heart, Zach's cock jerked to full hard, and precum began to
flow.

"Before you leave, I gotta have you once more," Zach declared.  Unable to
control himself, and without waiting for Shaun to reply, he rammed his
mostly dry shaft into his lover, all the way to the hilt.

"Unnnnnffffffffffff!"  The air was knocked from Shaun's lungs, but at least
he'd been able to keep from clamping down all the way.  Sounding every bit
as shocked as he was, and maybe a little peeved, too, he stated, "Damn, you
could have given me a little more warning, Zach!"  Twisting his torso a
bit, Shaun rested his head and arms on the unmade bed.

"Yeah, but I knew you'd like it."

A long pause with no answer.

"I was right, wasn't I?"  Fuck ... he had been thinking with his little
head.  Suddenly, remembering how much preparation he'd needed before Shaun
even tried to enter him, Zach stopped thrusting and began to pull out.
Maybe he'd just been responsible for the last thing on earth he ever wanted
to be a part of: hurting Shaun.

"What are you pulling out for?"  Though Zach HAD just hurt him, Shaun
couldn't be mad at him, even if he wanted to ... not deep down, anyway.  He
loved Zach too much!  He half-smiled at his boyfriend; maybe a lie was
called for.  "Yeah, you were right about me liking it; but you need to make
it a quick one this time, `cause I've got to get home."

Zach smirked.  "Whatever you say."

Five minutes later, Shaun was buttoning the fly on his jeans.  They fell
low on his otherwise naked hips, as he pulled a flimsy, short-sleeved
T-shirt over his head.  "Man, if it's still getting colder out, I'm gonna
freeze, riding my bike home with just this on."  Shaun lifted the hem of
the shirt.

"You wanna borrow my hoodie?" Zach asked, taking a step toward the
wardrobe.

"Won't you need it in the morning?"  Shaun stepped into his sneakers.

"Nah ... I can wear a sweatshirt to school, or my winter coat, if I have
to."  Zach pulled the navy blue garment from off its hanger and tossed it
onto the bed.

"Sure, I'd really like to borrow it then."  Shaun slid his arms into it.
"Hey ... did I ever tell you I love you, Zach?"

Before he fell for Shaun, Zach had thought those words sounded old
fashioned and corny.  Now, he yearned to hear Shaun say them, more than any
others.  Even so, he chuckled.  "Only like a GAZILLION times."

"Then, make it a gazillion and one.  I love you, Zach!"  Shaun wrapped his
arms around his boyfriend and lover.

"I love you, too, sexy."

Laughing, Shaun replied, "I bet you say that to all the guys."

"Nope ... only ever one."

The guys hugged tightly.  While some might say that teenage love usually
isn't true love ... and, maybe they'd be right ... both Shaun and Zach
loved each other as much as they knew how ... which, by any standards, was
quite a bit!

"See you in the morning, then," Zach said, meaning at THEIR cafeteria table
... where they always met on school days.

"You bet!" Shaun replied, ruffling the fur on Jake's shoulder, before
stepping from the bedroom.  He poked his head into the living room.  "See
you later, Mrs. Andersen."

Looking up from the TV, Heidi smiled.  "Be careful riding home, Shaun."

"Don't worry; I will."

Just inside the back door, the guys kissed a final time.  Because it had
gotten even colder out, Zach decided to stay indoors, but Jake followed
Shaun to the barn, where he collected his bike.  Shaun eased his still-sore
butt onto the saddle; sadly, he'd be riding home standing up.  Jake ran
ahead of Shaun for the length of the driveway, stopping when they reached
the Hygiene Road.

When Shaun crossed the road ... and Jake followed ... Shaun got off his
bike and petted Jake for a little while, before reluctantly telling the dog
not to follow him.  "I wish you could, but you can't go with me, Jake."  He
pointed in the direction of the farmhouse.  "Go home now, boy!" Downcast,
Jake immediately stopped wagging his tail.  Obediently, however, Jake
re-crossed the road, and Shaun watched him, until he was sure the dog
wasn't going to follow him to Longmont.

Mounting his bike again, Shaun rode toward home, as quickly as the cold
wind would allow.

As the afternoon wore on, to Shaun's delight and Liam's dismay, the Channel
4 meteorologist continued to insist that snow was in the offing for the
Front Range.  It wasn't so much IF precipitation would fall, but when, that
would determine whether any of it accumulated, or most of it melted.
Several isolated large, very wet, snowflakes had fallen by sunset, though
none stuck.

Around 9:00PM, after finally completing his work assignment, Liam stood, in
the buff, by the sliding glass door to the deck and clicked on the outside
light.  Enormous, heavy snowflakes were falling at a good clip, but they
were still melting as soon as they hit the ground.  A bit of slush was
accumulating on the metal railing around the deck, however.

"Maybe we'll luck out this time, and the ground will be too warm for any of
this to stick," he said, hopefully.  "The last thing you need, Jem, is to
have to walk on icy ground with those crutches."

"Yeah, I know ... but this IS Colorado, Liam.  For as long as I've lived in
Longmont, we've always had a snowfall before Halloween ... usually just a
dusting, or maybe an inch or two.  This one's coming a little early, but if
we don't get any snow tonight, the next front won't be far behind.  You can
count on it."

Liam sighed, while turning off the light.  "If you say so.  I guess I was
hoping the snow would stay up in the mountains, where it belongs, and leave
us alone for a little longer, anyway.  Damn..."

"Hey, I LIKE the snow," Shaun piped up, joining Liam by the sliding door.
He turned the light on again.  "Maybe we won't have school tomorrow."

From the couch, Jeremy chuckled.  "Don't get your hopes up, son.  Like I
said before, this is Colorado."  He grabbed hold of his crutches and began
to stand.

"I know, but it doesn't hurt any to wish, does it?"

"Nope," Liam stated, ruffling Shaun's hair, "and you've got me wishing
right along with you!"

Jeremy joined the others in front of the door.  "Well ... judging by the
size of those flakes, if it gets cold enough, we might have a LOT of snow
by the morning.  Maybe your wishes will come true, Shaun, but I think we
ought to call it a night and set our alarms an hour early in the morning."

Shaun moaned, with a `do I have to' look on his face, but didn't really
complain ... it WAS the first snow of the season, after all.

Jeremy turned to Liam.  "I'm sure you'll have work tomorrow, no matter how
much snow we get.  Traffic might be a bitch, though.  And if we DO have
school, we'll have to get me down the outside stairs, to the car, and into
the school building, before you head to Boulder.  You'd better allow for
all of that, so you can get to work in time to have that report on your
boss' desk first thing in the morning!"

"Yeah ... after giving up my whole weekend to work on that fuckin' project,
I sure don't want it to be late!"

As the three were peering outside, the feather-sized, but obviously wet and
heavy flakes began to fall much harder.  With a final, worried glance
outside, Liam again clicked off the outdoor light.  But, before retiring
several minutes later, he looked at the streetlight from out the window at
the foot of the bed.  While the flakes seemed to be smaller, the snow was
falling harder than Liam ever imagined it could!

***

This seems like a good spot to end chapter 32.  I hope you enjoyed reading
it!  If you did, please let me know (fotogme11@yahoo.com).  Have a great
week, guys!

Greg

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