Date: Fri, 21 Sep 2012 02:20:39 -0700 (PDT)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mr. Hottie ch 31

Mr. Hottie

By: Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com)
Story Consultant: Drew
Editor and Proofreader: Jere

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from the author.

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.

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It was good to hear from some of you after Chapter 30!  I hope you enjoy
31.

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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.

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I think I will end chapter 31 with those words.  I hope everyone enjoyed
reading it!

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