Date: Fri, 25 Jan 2013 04:21:05 -0800 (PST)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mr. Hottie ch 41

Mr. Hottie

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

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This is a fictional story É 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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makes my day, when I hear from you guys!

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Chapter 41

As usual, Liam's job kept him busy that day É too busy to spend much
time thinking about Jeremy and what he was wearing.  Though he could have
easily worked an hour or two of overtime, when 5:00 rolled around, his mind
was suddenly fixed on the most important person in his life É Jem.  He
turned off his desk light, said goodbye to his coworkers, grabbed his coat,
and headed out the door.  While wondering if and how the hot clothes had
affected Jem's day at school, Liam's dick began to get hard.  Damn!  He and
Jeremy would have sex, whether or not Shaun was at home, but he hoped
they'd have the apartment to themselves.  It would be lots more fun that
way.

To people who had to battle TRUE rush hour traffic, the bottleneck, and
four or five minute delay, on the south end of the Diagonal Highway,
connecting Boulder and Longmont, would have seemed like nothing.  But to
Liam, who wanted to get home as soon as possible, it was a major headache.
Gingerly, he fingered his throbbing penis through his khakis and cursed the
traffic under his breath.  After making a quick stop at a supermarket in
southern Longmont, to buy a small, but colorful bouquet of flowers for his
lover, Liam hurried home.  He ran up the stairs, taking two or three at a
time, and took hold of the brass knob on their front door.

Opening it, he called out, "I'm home, Jem!"

Seconds later, Jeremy called down from the loft.  "Hey, Liam!"

When he'd heard the doorknob turn, Jeremy had gotten up from the computer
chair.  While he was greeting Liam, he began descending the stairs, as fast
as he dared.  He was barefoot and naked from the low-cut waistband of the
tight jeans up.  "How was your day?"

"Awesome É now that I'm finally home.  Traffic was a bitch."  Liam noted
a crackling fire in the fireplace, before approvingly eyeing the man he
loved.  Smiling, he handed the bouquet to Jeremy.  "Nice jeans you've got
on, Jem!  Damn É I bet you were the hit of the school."

Jeremy chuckled.  "Tell you ALL about that later."  He playfully pecked
Liam on the end of his nose, then he popped the rubber band and pulled the
light green cellophane off the flower stems.  "Thanks for the flowers.  Let
me put them in water, while you get comfortable."

As Liam shucked his coat and carelessly dropped it in the direction of the
living room chair beside the door, Jeremy began to fill a tall glass with
water.  When it was half full, he placed the flowers in it, then sat the
pastel bouquet on the dining room table.  Admiring them for a few moments,
he rearranged a couple of the flowers.

"Fuck, it's good and toasty in here," Liam noted with approval, while
quickly toeing off his shoes.  He untucked his shirt and began to unbutton
it, from the bottom to the top, as he stepped behind his lover.  Seconds
later, shirt hanging loosely, Liam wrapped his arms around Jeremy's naked
belly.  His long fingers played with the sexy hair, while he nuzzled the
back of the 35 year old's neck.  "Man, I need you so bad right now!" he
exclaimed softly.

"Mmmm, yeah."  Jeremy relaxed into his partner's arms.  To him, there was
nothing quite as satisfying as being held by the man he'd come to love.  He
savored the sensations of Liam's hard, naked torso against his back.  "I
love you, Liam É with all my heart."

Liam didn't audibly reply; he had no need to.  Instead, he squeezed Jeremy
tighter and gently nibbled his left earlobe, something he knew turned
Jeremy on.  Wrapping his muscular legs around Jeremy's, Liam began to hump
his lover.  His penis, which was already hard with anticipation, began to
throb urgently.  With fumbling fingers, Liam undid the fly on Jeremy's
jeans, before he turned him around so they were facing each other.  Since
the soft, stonewashed jeans Jeremy wore fit like a second skin, they didn't
begin to fall down, even though the fly gaped open, revealing a mass of
trimmed, but longish, dark brown pubic hair.  It melded naturally, and VERY
hotly, into the man's belly hair.  A fading tan line, just above the low
waistband of the jeans completed the look.

"Is Shaun home?" Liam asked thickly.

Jeremy smiled.  "Nope, it's just us.  He's spending another night at
Zach's."

"Sweet!"

Eyes filled with lust, Liam stared at Jeremy's pubes.  Often, he felt Jem
looked hotter partially clothed than completely naked É but especially
now, with his fly hanging open.  Even though nothing but hair was actually
showing, everything was hinted at.  He fished his hands through the open
front of the jeans and around Jeremy's hips, cupping a fleshy, but firm,
buttock in each one.  Squeezing both globes, Liam pulled Jeremy's groin
tightly to his own, while their lips met in a passionate kiss.

If someone had been in the loft, observing the two very sexy, athletic
guys, they might have thought the openmouthed kiss was never going to end,
as the men moved around the room in a frenzied, passionate ballet É but
it seemed to Liam and Jeremy that their lips were only touching for a few,
all to brief, seconds; and they couldn't get enough of each other.  However
long the kiss lasted, the couple ended up on the living room floor.  Once
there, Liam peeled the denim skin from Jeremy's legs, before kicking off
his own slacks and briefs.  Over the next couple of hours, the men made
love on the carpeting in front of the fireplace.

After filling his lover for the second time, Liam took Jeremy into his
throat, where the older man unloaded.  Unfortunately, however, the protein
snack wasn't enough to quell Liam's ravenous hunger, from the workout he'd
just given himself.  His stomach growled loudly, while he was adding logs
to the fire, and Jeremy chuckled.

"Sounds like you want something to eat."

Pulling the fireplace screens closed, Liam smiled.  "Well, Jem É what I
WANT is more of you."  Rolling his shoulders, he added, "But my stomach
needs some food, I guess."

Until then, supper hadn't even entered Jeremy's mind; but, nodding his
head, he thought for a moment.  "How about I pop a couple of those baking
potatoes in the microwave?  I think we've got everything we need for
topping them.  And I could steam some broccoli and open a can of fruit
salad."

Eyeing Jeremy's mostly deflated penis, Liam smirked.  "As long as I get
more of you for dessert."  He offered his hand to Jeremy and pulled the man
to his feet.

Jeremy laughed, before heading into the kitchen.  "You've got a deal."

Liam rubbed his hand through the long stubble on his chin, while admiring
his lover's hairy ass cheeks.  "I'm gonna take a quick shower and shave,
while you get everything ready."  He gathered the clothing which was strewn
across the floor.

"It'll be fifteen minutes, or so," Jeremy called after Liam's retreating
form.  He began to fill a pot with hot water.

After his shower, when Liam returned to the living room, he noted that
Jeremy had set up a couple of TV trays, facing each other, in front of the
fire.  They created an intimate table for two.  Along with wine glasses and
a corkscrew, a bottle of chilled Chardonnay sat on the end of the counter.
Since they didn't usually keep wine in the apartment, Liam assumed that
Jeremy had gone to the store after school and picked it up.  The food had
already been dished onto plates, and both men smothered their potatoes with
shredded cheese, crumbled bacon, and spoonfuls of hot salsa.  Liam added a
dollop of sour cream to the top of his, as well.

While Liam carried the plates to the table, Jeremy opened the bottle of
wine and filled the goblets.  Moments later, he joined Liam in front of the
fire.  Though he had been a tiger, while they were making love, and the
doubts and concerns from earlier that day were the furthest thing from his
mind, as he prepared supper, they had flooded back.

Although they made small talk while they were eating, Liam's main goal was
to get some food into his stomach.  But as he was finishing his meal, he
asked, "Well, Jem É I've been waiting all evening to hear É and I
guess you aren't going to tell me, unless I ask É how did everything go
at school today?"

Jeremy shook his head and finished his second glass of wine before
answering.  "You know, by the time I left the apartment this morning, I'd
convinced myself that everything would be fine.  And it probably would have
been, too, if I'd only stayed behind my desk during first period."
Sighing, his eyes met Liam's.  "That's when I have Shaun and Zach in
class."

Liam nodded that he already knew that.

"I guess those jeans, in particular, put too much of my merchandise on
display for Zach."  Jeremy shook his head again.  "Man É he's put on
some hot shows for my benefit over the months, but todayÉ" He shook his
head for the third time.

Lifting both wine glasses from the makeshift table, Liam stood.  He walked
to the counter, thought for a moment, and emptied the rest of the bottle
into Jeremy's glass.  Returning to his lover's side, he handed him the
nearly full glass.

Liam chuckled, while running his fingers through the medium length hair on
Jeremy's head.  "I thought you could use this more than me."

"Thanks."  Jeremy gulped down a large swallow.  As he held the glass in
front of him, the golden firelight played on the wine, but he didn't
notice.  After a quiet moment, he turned his face toward Liam's.  "What am
I going to do about him, anyway?  I'll see him in class, every day between
now and Christmas break.  While I can handle that É I think É I can't
very well force Shaun to spend all his free time with the Andersen's.
That's the last thing I want to do, anyway."  He took another drink of
Chardonnay.

"Well É have you thought about the stuff I told you a few weeks ago É
about Zach and all?" Liam asked in a loving voice.

Jeremy managed a wry smile.  "That's about the only thing I thought about
all day, until you came home from work, that is."

"AndÉ" Liam chuckled.

"And I'm still so fuckin' torn by everything, Liam."  Jeremy finished his
wine and turned to face his lover.  "I wish I could give him everything I'm
sure he wants.  If it was up to me, and I didn't have to worry about the
consequencesÉ" Jeremy left his thought unfinished.

"Let's stop and think for a minute," Liam said, as the two men moved to the
sofa.  "We know he's got the hots for you, but do we really know what he
wants?"

"I've got a pretty good idea," Jeremy replied, taking Liam's hand in his
own.

"But, don't you think it'd be better if you knew for sure?"

***

At the time, Jeremy wasn't sure whether it would be or not.  Over the next
couple of days, however, Liam's question was never far from the front of
his mind.  For whatever reason, Zach hadn't repeated his super hot Tuesday
performance, although his eyes always seemed to be smoldering with passion.
He had done his worst ever, on the last quiz, and the teen didn't seem to
be paying much attention to the material being discussed in class, though
his eyes rarely left Jeremy's during class time.  If the poor grades kept
up, Jeremy would have to talk to him about it.

Zach got sick during lunch on Thursday.  Though he swore it was the
cafeteria food that had caused it, the school nurse sent him home with what
the she thought was a 24 hour bug.  Shaun texted him several times during
school that afternoon, but Zach wasn't feeling any better.  At the end of
the day, after donning their cold weather bike riding gear, Jeremy and
Shaun left Cherry Hill together.  While his foot was healing, Jeremy hadn't
done much exercising, and he was determined to get himself back in the best
shape he could, before the winter skiing season began.  Shaun had agreed to
help, if he could.  The two decided to try to make a couple circuits of
McIntosh Lake, before it got too dark to see.

When they reached the park, on the southern side of the lake, father and
son turned onto the trail, and began to ride around it in a clockwise
direction.  A few patches of snow still clung to the ground on the northern
side of several large evergreens, but the strength of the midday sun had
melted the snow everywhere else.  Once on the trail, they passed a fair
number of men and women walking their dogs.  They rode quickly,
side-by-side, and for a while there was only idle chatter between them.

About the time they reached the deserted holes of a large prairie dog
colony, on the northwestern side of the lake, Jeremy tentatively asked,
"Um, Shaun É I, uh É I've been wondering for a while now."  He took a
deep breath.  "How is everything between you and Zach?'

"Couldn't be much better," Shaun said, without thinking.  Then he laughed.
"Well, Zach's Zach; and you know how he is."

Jeremy chuckled.  "Yeah, I know what you mean."

Calling out a warning, Jeremy prepared to pass a young man and woman who
were jogging together.  While the man held the leash of a Golden Retriever,
the woman was running behind a jogging stroller.  A smiling toddler, who
obviously enjoyed being outdoors, was bundled up and strapped into the seat
of it.  In a few years, he would probably be running beside his parents.
Shaun slowed his bike a bit, falling in behind his father.  As soon as the
foursome was behind them, he sped up and took his earlier place at Jeremy's
side.

Since Shaun seemed willing to talk about himself and Zach, Jeremy asked him
another question and then another.

"Shaun É I, uh, don't know quite how to ask this É but É um É
have you noticed anything different about Zach lately?"

"I don't know," Shaun replied.  "Like what?"

"WellÉ" It was easier to talk to Shaun about this when they were riding
their bikes because he didn't have to look him in the face.  "Like the way
he looks at me in class, for instance."

Shaun laughed.  "Oh thatÉ"

"Yeah."  Jeremy tried to laugh, but it sounded forced.

What Shaun said next stunned Jeremy É not because of WHAT he said, but
how offhandedly he said it.

"He WANTS you, Dad."  Shaking his head, he laughed again.  "You know É
like in really, REALLY wants you."

"That's what I was afraid you'd say, Shaun."  Jeremy steered his bike
around a prairie dog hole, which had been dug near the middle of the path.
They rode in silence for a bit, before Jeremy asked, "Are you okay with
Zach feeling that way about me?"

"No offense, Dad É but I think its weird."  Shaun paused for a moment
and smiled.  "It's what he wants, though."

"And you're OKAY with that?"

Shaun would have shrugged his shoulders, if he hadn't been on his bicycle.
"I wish things were different, but they aren't.  So, yeah, I guess it's all
right with me.  I mean, I want him to be happy, and all."  He paused for a
bit, as both guys thought.  "I just don't want anybody to get hurt."

"Especially, not you," Jeremy agreed.

"Or you, Dad."  Shaun chuckled.  "He wants Liam and me to leave him alone
with you, the next time he visits."

Simultaneously, Jeremy thought two things: `Oh no!' and `Yes!'  Under his
breath, he said, "Oh boyÉ" If Zach felt better by the weekend, Jeremy
was sure he'd be spending some time at the apartment, maybe even a couple
of nights É since he hadn't been there for a while.  Jeremy would need
to have his act together before then.

A part of Jeremy wanted to ask Shaun a lot more, to try to find out exactly
what Zach wanted from him.  But another, the wiser part, he hoped, was just
thankful that Shaun had revealed as much as he had.  Knowing teenagers, and
how they could clam-up when they felt adults were pumping them for
information, he decided not to press his luck.

The two rode in silence for a while, and when Shaun spoke again, it was on
an entirely different subject.  They watched the sun set behind the
mountains, painting the high clouds of the western sky with hues of orange
and purple, and they began to pedal faster.  By the time their ride was
over, around 15 minutes later, the air was beginning to get cold.  Jeremy
had given his foot its first good workout since breaking it.  Though he was
winded, from racing with Shaun on the last leg of their ride, his muscles
felt good É really good.

No sooner had they gotten home, than Shaun hurried to his room and closed
the door behind him.  Right away, he texted Zach to see how he was doing;
then he took off his wind shell and hoodie.  As soon as hot air from the
furnace began to warm the room, he slipped out of his T-shirt and jeans.
Taking hold of his limp penis, he sat cross-legged in the middle of his
unmade bed, and began to slowly jack off.

Zach didn't answer back until a few minutes later.  When he did, it was to
tell Shaun that he'd just been in the bathroom with the dry heaves.  He'd
mostly emptied his stomach, during his second bout of vomiting, just after
his mom had brought him home from school.  The last couple of times, there
hadn't been much to bring up.  Fortunately É at the moment, anyway É
he didn't feel too bad.

Shaun joked about seeing Zach bent over the toilet.

"Laugh about it now," Zach texted back.  "You'll be sick next."

"I hardly ever get sick," Shaun replied with his thumbs.  And, as if to
prove to himself how well he was feeling, he grasped his dick and stroked
it wildly.  Seconds later, he was licking the cum from his thumb and first
finger.  Picking up his phone, he texted, "I just cummed."

"Sweet," Zach replied.  "Fuck, I wish I felt like doing the same thing."

"Yeah."  Then Shaun added something he knew would cheer Zach up.  "Hey, you
gotta hear what Dad and I talked about on the bike ride home today."

Of course, Zach wanted to know what had happened, and Shaun told him
everything.  Over the next several minutes, the guys concocted a plan of
sorts.  If only Zach felt better by the weekendÉ

***

I think I will end this chapter with those words.  It's the perfect spot!!
lol I hope everyone enjoyed the chapter.  I'd like to hear from you, if you
did.  fotogme11@yahoo.com Chapter 42 isn't finished yet, but I will post it
as soon as I can.  Have a great weekend!

Greg


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