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 me after the last chapter. Of course, I always enjoy hearing from you! I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Chapter 13
Zach laid his arm on Shaun's wet shoulder and looked him straight in the eye. "Shaun, you've gotta call your dad when we get back to the house, and ask him again if you can spend tonight."
By the look on Shaun's face, it was obvious he wasn't sure it would do any good. But, when Zach wanted something bad enough, he could be very persistent.
"Hey ... all he can do is say Ôno' again. If he doesn't let you stay, then we're no worse off than we are right now. But, if he says yes, we've got another night of fun together!"
Though Shaun doubted if asking his dad again would make any difference, he couldn't argue with Zach's logic, either. With afternoon sunlight glistening off both boys' wet, tanned skin, they stepped into their flip-flops. They trudged back to the house without much talk; both of them seemed to be lost in his own thoughts.
As they rounded the barn, they noticed that Heidi was in the back yard. She was kneeling beside a rose bush, pruning again. If it were possible, she had made an even bigger mess than the one the boys had cleaned up earlier.
"We thought you were almost through back here," Zach commented, shaking his head.
Heidi laughed. "Well, I just about am ... now." She pulled off the pair of work gloves she was wearing, and stood. "You boys can't imagine how happy you made me, when I got up from my nap and looked out here!" The woman beamed. "Thanks a lot ... both of you!"
Shaun smiled, before lying, "It didn't take too long, did it Zach?"
"I guess not." Zach stepped closer to his friend, hung his arm around Shaun's neck, and roughly pulled the smaller boy to his side. "It was even sorta fun working with this guy."
Shaun's smile morphed into one of his patented, winning grins; it radiated from his entire face.
Heidi couldn't help but notice the connection between the boys. She knew just about everything a mother could know about her teenage son. Of course, over the course of his life, she had seen him goofing around with lots of his friends. Zach enjoyed laughing ... and even acting crazy a lot of the time ... but she had never before seen quite the expression he had on his face just then. It was one of friendship, joking around, for sure, and maybe a touch of admiration. But there was a lot of warmth added to the mix, as well. She was as sure as a mother can be that Zach was falling for Shaun, and she approved completely!
"Hey, Mom, would it be okay with you if Shaun stayed tonight, too?"
Keeping a straight face, Heidi turned towards her son. "I don't know, Zach. Having two boys around the house is a LOT of trouble for me!" Even though it contradicted what she had just said, Heidi paused long enough that both boys wondered if she meant it. Finally, she smiled. "Shaun, of course you're always welcome in our home. You can come over any time. And, as long as your Dad agrees, you can spend the night whenever you want, too."
"Thanks, Mrs. Andersen!"
After finishing his shower, washing off all the sweat from his run with Liam, Jeremy quickly dried and pulled a clean pair of olive cargos over his limp cock, before slipping an old, faded navy blue, body-hugging T-shirt over his head of damp hair. He slid his feet into a well-worn pair of leather sandals, and decided he'd better do a load or two of laundry. Since the bedsheets hadn't been changed for a couple of weeks, he stripped both his and Shaun's beds. He tossed the bedding into the top-loader, and while it was washing, he decided to clean the bathrooms. Jeremy disliked housework, but he hated a dirty apartment even more.
Opening the door and glancing into Shaun's bathroom ... which the boy was supposed to clean every day ... Jeremy shook his head. Obviously father and son had different ideas, when it came to what made for a clean bathroom! Towels were strewn everywhere, and it smelled like someone had missed the toilet a time or two. Jeremy would have to talk to Shaun about his responsibilities around the apartment, when he got home. As he stepped out of Shaun's bathroom, with an armload of towels, he heard a vacuum cleaner start up in Liam's apartment. It was the first time he could remember hearing anyone vacuum the carpet downstairs.
Immediately, his thoughts turned back to Liam, as his cock began to swell. Damn, the guy was one hot hunk of man-flesh! It was unusual for Jeremy to dwell on hot guys or women, after fantasizing and jacking off to them once or twice. Usually, he would glimpse a hot gal or guy once, never see them again, and move on. But something about Liam was different ... maybe because he lived so close, and Jeremy actually knew him now.
He finished with the bathroom mirrors, and was in the kitchen, getting out the bottle of Soft Scrub for the tubs, when his phone rang. Glancing at the clock on the stove, he noted it was almost 5:00. He guessed it was probably Shaun, calling to say he'd be home soon. But when he pulled his iPhone out of his pocket, he saw it was Liam calling.
"Hi, Liam!"
"Hey, Jem. Um ... I know this is last minute, but I was wondering if you'd like to come down for beers and a movie later tonight?" Liam had been thinking about Jem nonstop, since their chance meeting. He was attracted to the man in a big way; and while he guessed Jem was probably straight, Liam didn't know that for sure. He wanted to find out, though, and the sooner the better. If Jem accepted his invitation, Liam would bail on a planned night out with a few friends from work.
"I'd love to, Liam; but Shaun will be home soon."
Damn! Liam hadn't thought about Jeremy's son.
"Why don't you just bring him with you?" It wouldn't be an ideal situation, but he could deal with it. "We can watch an action movie, or something, that he'd enjoy, too. I'd really like to meet him; and I sure want to get to know you better."
"Well, when you put it that way, how can I refuse?" Jeremy chuckled. "What time should we come down, anyway?"
"How about after supper? 7:30-ish; very casual."
"Sounds great, Liam; we'll be there. Do I need to bring anything?"
"Just Shaun and yourself." Your SEXY self, Liam thought, and smiled.
"See you then."
"Yeah."
Both men had big smiles on their faces, as the call ended.
Jeremy had plenty of teacher friends at school, and because of his position, he knew many of the parents around Longmont. But in his private life ... especially since the divorce ... while he had quite a few acquaintances, he didn't have very many true friends. He was really glad for Liam's call, and hoped he would become friends with the man. The thought of a relationship with Liam crossed Jeremy's mind, too, of course ... though he never expected it would happen.
He collected the cleanser and a sponge, before walking back to his bathroom. He scrubbed his bathtub and sink, and was just stepping into his bedroom, when his phone rang again. After switching the damp sponge to his right hand, Jeremy fished the phone out of his pocket with his left. Glancing at it, he noted that it was Shaun calling this time. Accepting the call, he lifted the phone to his ear.
"Hi, Shaun."
"Hey, Dad! Just a sec."
There was a long pause, voices talking back and forth, and the rustle of Shaun's phone being shuffled around. After another pause, Shaun came back on.
"Um, sorry, Dad; hey, could I PLEASE, PLEASE spend another night at Zach's? There's this awesome beaver pond where we've gone swimming..."
Jeremy heard a muffled voice in the background.
"... and we've been helping Mrs. Andersen clean up the back yard, and everything. Please, can I stay?"
Jeremy sighed; damn, he was so conflicted!
On the one hand, both the parent and teacher in Jeremy believed that an authority figure couldn't be wishy-washy with a teenager. If it hadn't been for Liam's earlier phone call, he would have probably outright said Ôno'. On the other hand, it sure might be interesting to get to know Liam just a little better, before bringing Shaun into the situation ... assuming there would even be a situation. Almost every day, he told himself he wasn't going to be inflexible with Shaun, the way his parents had been with him. And, really, what was the harm in Shaun spending another night at the Andersen farm?
"Let me speak to Zach's mom, Shaun."
"Okay, Dad. Here she is."
"Hello, Jeremy, this is Heidi."
"Hi, Heidi ... it sounds like we've got a conspiracy on our hands!" He chuckled. "Are you okay with all of this?"
Heidi laughed. "Yes. I've really been enjoying having Shaun visit; and he's been a big help around the place." She glanced at the boys. "Shaun and Zach were just about to start cleaning up the rest of the back yard mess for me; weren't you boys?"
While transferring the phone to her other hand, Heidi waited for a reply from the teens. Though not as eagerly as she might have liked, both boys nodded Ôyes'.
"I know this is last minute, Jeremy," Heidi continued, "but Zach would really like for Shaun to spend another night here."
"And he's really not causing a problem for you?" Jeremy asked.
"None at all." She glanced from Shaun to Zach. "In fact, I'm hoping some of your son's manners will rub off on Zach!"
Zach rolled his eyes, as Jeremy chuckled again. "You make him behave, you hear?"
"Don't worry; I won't let the boys get into any trouble," Heidi replied.
"Thanks, Heidi. Could you put Shaun on again?"
"Sure, Jeremy ... here he is."
After a bit more fumbling, Shaun came on, and Jeremy told him he could spend another night with Zach. But he had to be home early on Monday afternoon, so he could clean up his room and do his homework. Jeremy was sure Shaun hadn't even begun his homework yet, and since school was in full swing, he probably had quite a bit.
Shaun agreed to his dad's terms without any arguing.
"I love you, Shaun."
"Love you too, Dad." Shaun ended the call with a big smile in Zach's direction. "I can't believe Dad let me stay another night."
"On the condition that you two help me finish cleaning up the backyard!" Heidi reminded both boys.
As Shaun, Zach, and Heidi went to work in the Andersen backyard, Jeremy finished cleaning the apartment. Then, he sat down to work on lesson plans for later in the month, and a special surprise he was preparing for some of his classes on Tuesday.
Jeremy worked for a little over an hour, and then fixed himself a big salad for supper. While he was eating, he decided to run out and pick up a couple of cold six-packs of Sawtooth Ale. Although Liam had said he didn't need to bring anything with him, Jeremy wanted to be neighborly. As things turned out, Jeremy was glad Liam had said to come casual, since it took way longer at the store than he'd planned, and he didn't have time to change clothes. At 7:35, Jeremy stood outside apartment 205 and rang the bell.
The door opened almost immediately.
"Hey, Jem! Come in." Smiling broadly, Liam stepped aside to let Jeremy enter. Like Jeremy, Liam didn't use air conditioning. While the apartment was on the warm side, from the afternoon sun, a fan could be heard whirring in the bedroom, drawing air through the sliding door, which was open onto the deck. Liam glanced from Jeremy's face to his hand. "I see you brought a little something with you."
"Yeah, well... I know you said not to, but it felt weird coming empty handed." He handed both cartons of beer to Liam.
"Gifts like this are always appreciated, Jem!" Liam lifted one of the cartons to shoulder height. "Where's Shaun, anyway?"
Jeremy chuckled. "He wanted to spend another night at a friend's house, but I'm sure you'll get a chance to meet him before too long." He looked around the Spartanly furnished apartment for a second ... except for no loft, and no stairs leading to it, Liam's apartment was laid out identical to his own.
Jeremy's eyes settled on the younger man. "It looks like I'm overdressed!"
Shirtless and barefoot, Liam appeared tantalizingly sexy to Jeremy ... he wore only a loose fitting pair of low-slung, gray sweat shorts, and a supple thong of well-worn leather, slip-knotted around his tanned, hairy right ankle. Jeremy's cock plumped-up a bit, as he allowed his eyes to roam over Liam's hairless chest and hard six pack. The man obviously worked out!
Jeremy appeared every bit as sexy-looking to Liam! Liam just had to get the school teacher to loosen-up a bit.
"Yeah, well ... I take the words Ôvery casual' literally," Liam laughed easily. "Kick off your shoes, take off your shirt, if you wanna, and have a seat." He waved toward a sextet of haphazardly scattered, earth-toned, beanbag chairs, which, along with a flat panel TV with a wicked-looking surround sound system, a laptop computer, and a fair-sized DVD collection in a separate case, were the only furniture in the living room. "I'll put the beer in the fridge."
As Jeremy toed off his sandals, Liam took the cartons of ale into the kitchen.
Before sitting down, Jeremy glanced into the dining room. While Liam didn't have a table and chairs, four swivel-backed, tall barstools, hugged the kitchen counter/bar. A full-sized keyboard, which had been raised to standing height, was against the back wall, and an obviously expensive road bike leaned against the wall opposite the bar.
"It looks like you must play," Jeremy stated, walking over to the keyboard. He picked up the pair of over-the-ear headphones for a moment, while clumsily running his fingers over the keys.
"Yeah ... I was part of an Indie band in college." With two bottles of Sawtooth Ale in his right hand, Liam stepped from the kitchen into the dining room. He handed a bottle to Jeremy. "Who'd have guessed it, right?" He chuckled.
"I've always wished I could play the piano," Jeremy said, fingering the silent keys again.
"I'd give you lessons, if I had the time," Liam answered, twisting off the cap on his bottle of beer.
Jeremy laughed. "That's just it ... I wish I could play, but I sure don't want to take lessons!"
"Believe me; I know how you feel about the piano lessons thing. I hated them as a kid.
Stepping away from the keyboard, Jeremy opened his beer and laid the cap on the counter. If there was one thing Coloradans were good at, it was brewing beer. Over a hundred microbreweries were scattered across the state ... the most, per-capita, of any state in the Union ... and the Lefthand Brewery, located right in Longmont, brewed some of his favorite craft beers. Since he had no idea of Liam's taste in beer, he had chosen one of Lefthand's more mainstream ales.
Taking a quick swig, he glanced at Liam's bike. "It looks like you must do a lot of riding; you've got a pretty penny tied up in this bicycle."
"I got a good deal on it," Liam divulged. "A guy at work traded up to a carbon fiber frame, and he sold me his old aluminum bike for just over a grand. He said it's only five years old."
Jeremy lifted the minimalist bicycle off the ground, nodding his head approvingly at its extreme light weight. Eyeing the top flight components, he set it back down. "You got quite a deal on this, Liam. I'd say we ought to go riding sometime; but you'd probably be ashamed to be seen with someone riding a bicycle like mine!"
"Jem, I'd never be ashamed to be seen with you ... nowhere, no matter what!"
Liam's eyes glinted seductively, and Jeremy couldn't help but notice what looked like a come-on. Was it possible he had sized-up the man wrong? Could it be that Liam was attracted to him, as much as he was attracted to Liam?
The two men talked for a while, before Liam ambled into the living room. Following him, Jeremy eyed Liam's DVD collection. It was an eclectic mix, for sure: a good selection of recent action flicks, some older movies from the 70's and 80's, a handful of Academy Award winning dramas, and a few with titles Jeremy didn't recognize.
He laughed. "I didn't figure you for an old-school guy, Liam."
"Yeah, well; what can I say?" Liam shrugged his shoulders, while smiling boyishly. "Why don't you pick out the one you'd like us to watch?" He wondered which movie Jem would choose.
"I've never heard of some of these," Jeremy replied, tracing his fingers over the top shelf of DVDs. He didn't care what they watched; only that the movie was halfway interesting, and, hopefully, something he hadn't seen before. "Is this one any good?" Randomly, he pulled a movie called "Shelter" ... one he didn't recognize ... from the shelf and held out the case for Liam to see.
A grin crossed Liam's face. "Well, I think so, at least. You better take a look at the case, though, before we watch it."
Taking another large swallow of beer, Jeremy turned the case so he could read it: "Shelter ... The Power of Being True to Yourself." A shot of two good-looking guys, with naked chests, reclining, side-by-side, on pillows, had been superimposed over an ocean scene. So it was a gay movie... He turned the case over and read the back. It was a Ôperfect date movie' according to the Seattle Times.
ÔWas tonight going to turn into a date with Liam?' Jeremy wondered, both excited and a bit nervous. Though he sure hadn't planned for things to play out the way they were beginning to, he WAS very attracted to the man. Maybe it was just as well that Shaun was spending another night with Zach.
He handed the case to Liam. "Let's watch this one, if you want to."
"Sure, Jem!"
While Jeremy lowered himself to the floor, falling into a beanbag chair, Liam opened the DVD case, powered-up the Blu-Ray player, and slipped the disc into the tray. He tossed a second beanbag right next to Jeremy. And moments later, after fast-forwarding through several movie trailers, the two men began to watch "Shelter".
It was an amazing movie! Jeremy was drawn into the story right away. And because Liam's apartment was so warm ... or, at least, that's what Jeremy told himself ... he drank beer like it was water.
About halfway through the flick, Liam headed to the kitchen to grab a third beer for both men. Just then, a passionate love montage filled the screen. Suddenly uncomfortably hot ... not to mention very horny ... Jeremy slipped his T-shirt over his head and tossed it aside. He slithered out of the chair and lay on the floor.
When Liam returned with the beers, and saw Jeremy reclining, bare-chested and oh-so-sexy looking, on the floor, he knew what he had to do. Hopefully, he had sized things up right. Handing Jeremy his beer, he settled onto the floor right next to the sexy school teacher. Without a moment's hesitation, he turned his face to Jem's, kissing him fully.
Jeremy was surprised, for sure!
Partially because the alcohol had lowered his inhibitions, and maybe because of the movie they were watching, too, he didn't pull away. Mostly, however, he wanted Liam ... a lot! He returned the kiss. Though it had been WAY too long since he had kissed anyone, he sure hadn't forgotten how ... not by a long shot! For almost his entire adult life, Jeremy had been yearning to kiss another man, and Liam wasn't just any man!
I think I will end chapter 13 right here. I hope everyone enjoyed it! If you did, why not email me? fotogme11@yahoo.com
Have a great week everyone!
Greg
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