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.
Chapter 23
Since his lover had forgiven him so easily, Shaun felt the least he could do was try to understand Zach's feelings toward his dad. For the first time since he'd learned that Zach had a thing for his father, Shaun meant every word when he replied, "No, I don't think you ought to give up on my dad, either."
They spent over two hours at the Rec. Center, honing their skateboarding skills. Though Shaun still wasn't a match for Zach, in the stunts he could do, he now looked at the skateboard as a rolling extension of his body. According to Zach, that was the first step toward getting really good on it. As they skated, Zach had question after question for Shaun about Liam and Jeremy; and Shaun answered each one as truthfully as he knew how. By the time they collected their school packs from the locker room, part of Zach was actually looking forward to meeting the man at dinner. They decided that Zach would probably need his bike over the weekend ... and he wanted to get his laptop, anyway ... so they made a quick detour by the farm.
As the boys trotted around the last curve in the driveway, the farmhouse came into view. It seemed to be closed-up tight, and the car wasn't parked in its usual spot.
Zach stuck his hand in his right pocket, and then fished around in his left. "Fuck, Shaun! Mom's not at home ... and it looks like I forgot my key someplace." He sighed deeply. "Unless there's a window open, around back, I guess we won't have my laptop this weekend."
He and Shaun dropped their skateboards in the front yard, and Zach ran to the front door ... to try it, anyway. It was locked, just as he expected. And all the front windows, which had screens on them, anyway, were closed. Moments later, the boys were in the back yard, looking up at the only open window. One of the windows in Heidi's bedroom ... the one Zach had hung out of a week earlier, when he called for his mom ... didn't have a screen ... and Heidi had left it open a couple of inches.
"Let's get the ladder out of the barn," Zach suggested, "and I'll try to climb through that one ... if I can get it open far enough, anyways."
Both teens carried the heavy, wooden extension ladder from the barn, and Zach slid it open, before they leaned it, with a thud, against the second story clapboards. With his school pack on his back, Zach mounted the ladder, while telling Shaun to hold onto it tightly. Fortunately, Zach wasn't afraid of heights, because, as he hurried up, the ladder bowed inward and bounced back with each step he took. The window didn't open easily, but from his awkward perch at the top of the ladder, Zach was finally able to pry it up far enough that he could squeeze through the opening. A couple of minutes later, after collecting his laptop and a few extra clothes, Zach popped out of the back door.
Since he hadn't been able get the balky window to close, Zach sent a text to his mom, letting her know what he'd just done, before they returned the ladder to the barn. He collected his bike, Shaun grabbed his skateboard, and they began walking to the end of the drive.
Even though Zach had done a pretty good job of making Shaun feel better, about how he had handled the whole Liam thing, it still bothered Shaun that he hadn't been upfront with Zach from the beginning. In the time it took the boys to reach the Carter apartment, Shaun tried his best to push those unpleasant thoughts to the back of his mind ... there would be plenty of time to dwell on them later, if necessary. Zach locked his bike to the rack in front of the apartment building, and the boys took the stairs two at a time. Zach's cock began to plump-up, as he tried the apartment door. It was unlocked, and he walked right in, followed closely by Shaun.
"Hey, Mr. C! Mmmm ... what smells so good?"
Wearing a chef's apron, Mr. Carter smiled at Zach from the kitchen.
"Hi, boys. I came home over lunch, and put a pot roast in the crock pot."
"My favorite!" Shaun replied, smiling broadly, while leaning his skateboard against the dining room wall.
Jeremy didn't mention that roast beef, potatoes, and carrots were some of Liam's favorite, too. Though Liam wasn't much of a cook himself, he had told Jeremy that he loved home cooking. Jeremy slipped the apron over his head and joined the boys in the living room.
"Did you guys have fun at the Rec. Center?"
"Yeah, but we got awful sweaty," Zach answered. In one smooth move, he dropped to the floor, while crossing his legs in front of him, Indian-style.
Jeremy nodded. "Well, then, you two probably ought to get a shower before we eat. I was about to take one, myself."
Zach pulled the button-front shirt ... which had been untucked since around third period that morning ... over his head, dropping it on the floor beside him. And Jeremy couldn't help but notice that Zach's athletic, hairless torso was still deeply tanned, as it disappeared into the extremely low-cut jeans. In class, he'd been almost positive that Zach didn't have anything under his jeans, and now he knew for sure!
Without blinking an eye, Zach grinned his usually sexy grin. "Awesome, Mr. C! Do you want us to join you for a shower, then?"
As his dad began to turn red, Shaun looked on, openmouthed. He was as amazed that Zach managed such a quick comeback, as he was with what Zach had said. Jeremy was shocked by Zach's choice of words, too! Until recently, Jeremy had thought he had the blushing thing under control most of the time. But it seemed that recently, Zach had become adept at putting Jeremy in difficult, but very sexy, situations. Until just then, Zach had never really SAID anything sexually suggestive to Mr. Carter, but maybe all that was about to change.
Jeremy recovered quickly, though his cock was getting very hard. While there was no doubt in Jeremy's mind that Zach was an extremely hot teenager ... and, to be truthful, he wouldn't mind catching a glimpse or two of Zach in the buff ... teachers, their students, and sex of any kind just didn't mix. That fact had been pounded into Jeremy in all of his college courses on teaching, not to mention in the contract he had to sign every year. Maybe the system wasn't always fair ... Jeremy didn't know the answer to that, for sure ... but there had been too many cases in the news over the past few years ... some right in Colorado ... where things had turned out badly for the teachers who got themselves sexually involved with their underage students.
Jeremy sighed inwardly, but smiled on the outside. "Um ... I was thinking we could use separate bathrooms, Zach."
"Damn!" Immediately, Zach covered his mouth with his hand. "Sorry, I meant to say, darn!"
"Yeah, right." Jeremy laughed and shook his head. While, in his experience, anyway, it was very unusual for teens to use cuss words in the presence of adults ... and especially not in front of their teachers ... Jeremy knew that `damn' was a lot milder than the words Zach almost surely used all the time around his friends.
Both Zach and Shaun chuckled.
From the chair beside the front door, where he had been sitting and watching everything unfold, Shaun asked, "You wanna get a shower, then, Zach?" He pulled off his T-shirt.
"Yeah, I suppose." Sighing, he glanced longingly at Mr. Carter. "Maybe tomorrow, Mr. C?"
Smiling, Jeremy knocked the cap from Zach's head and tousled his hair. "Get out of here ... both of you!"
Laughing, the boys collected their things. And Jeremy watched the tanned backs of the teens, until they disappeared into Shaun's bedroom. He heard the door close behind them, and a few garbled words from Shaun, as he returned to the kitchen.
In the bedroom, Shaun was wide-eyed. "Fuck, Zach ... you really meant it, when you said you were gonna go after my dad, didn't you?"
Zach shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, Shaun. I mean, out there in the living room, I was just having fun with him." He paused for a moment, thinking. "You know, Shaun, your dad is the first man I've ever talked and acted this way with." He looked Shaun in the eye. "I think he enjoyed it, though ... don't you?"
Shaun thought for a moment. "I'm not sure, Zach. He does like you, though; I can tell that much, anyway."
Zach smiled, before wrapping his arms around Shaun. "And you still love me, right?"
"Let me see..." As if he had to think about it to be sure, Shaun grabbed hold of his chin. He paused for a long moment or two, before hugging his boyfriend tightly. "Um, yeah ... I guess I do still love you, Zach."
While the boys hugged, and then undressed for their shower, Jeremy started the water running in his bathtub. He wasn't quite sure HOW to handle everything with Zach. Should he come right out and ask Zach, outright, what he was trying to do? Maybe so ... but he'd look like a fool if Zach denied everything. And, really, what concrete evidence did Jeremy have that Zach was trying to seduce him? Not much, when he thought about it; just a few glances, a sexy body movement or two, an always hard cock, and the seductive statement he'd just made. Admittedly, they didn't sound like much, when he looked at them objectively.
But much of day to day life was subjective. Jeremy felt there was something behind everything Zach was doing ... though he couldn't be sure, of course. After this weekend was over, maybe he'd ask Shaun about it; he might tell his father the truth, if he knew it.
He quickly undressed and stepped into the bathtub, while redirecting the water to the shower head. As he began to soap-up, he heard the shower in Shaun's bathroom begin to spray, followed by laughter, loud talking, and the sound of bodies thudding around. Jeremy probably shouldn't have been surprised that the teens seemed to be showering together, but he was. He also couldn't help but wonder what else the boys now did together ... or how long it had been going on.
The thought of his son and Zach getting it on with each other excited Jeremy and made his cock throb. If he wasn't looking forward so much to Liam spending the night, he would have taken his dick in his hand and pounded it to a powerful orgasm. But he wanted to save his cum for Liam. Even so, he began to feel guilty about the thoughts he'd just had: a good father would never get turned on by the thought of his 14 year old son having sex, would he? At least, that's what his parents would have said to Jeremy, if they'd have known what he was feeling.
At one time, he'd have agreed with them. But, fuck ... he wasn't too sure about a lot of things anymore.
Rinsing off, he pushed the thoughts of Shaun and Zach to the back of his brain, and began dwelling on Liam's impending arrival. His cock was even harder, by the time he finished his shower. After drying off, and running his fingers through his short hair, Jeremy sprayed on deodorant, brushed his teeth, and rinsed out his mouth with Scope. For a moment, he wondered if he ought to shave, but decided the dark, five-o'clock shadow looked just fine.
He smiled at himself in the mirror; not bad ... not bad, at all!
As if by rote, Jeremy turned out the bathroom lights and stepped, unconcerned, into his bedroom. Damn! He could have sworn he'd closed the bedroom door; but it was standing wide open, so obviously, he hadn't. He nudged it closed, but not before Zach ... who, whether by sheer luck or plan, was crossing the hall from Shaun's bathroom to his bedroom ... glimpsed Mr. Carter's naked back side. Jeremy didn't even notice Zach, who was also in the buff, but Zach sure got an eyeful of his teacher!
`Fuck, Mr. Hottie's got a hairy butt and everything! Just the way I imagined it would be,' Zach thought to himself, reaching down and taking hold of his still erect dick. Though he wished he'd have caught a peek of Mr. Carter's dick, he supposed that could wait. He had all kinds of time. Maybe taking things slow was for the best, anyway.
He called for Shaun to join him in the bedroom, and told him what he had just seen. Shaun was amazed; in his whole life, he couldn't remember ever seeing his dad completely naked!
Since Jeremy, who had no idea about any of the stuff Shaun and Zach were discussing, wanted to look sexy for Liam, he opted to go commando under the casual jeans he put on. He'd been going without underwear regularly over the last few weekends ... when he wore any clothes at all. Smiling to himself, Jeremy slipped a new, off-white, body-hugging T-shirt over his head, an old pair of moccasins on his feet, and again combed his hair with his fingers, before opening the bedroom door.
"Are you boys about dressed?" he asked, stepping from his bedroom. "Liam will be here soon."
"Yeah, Dad; we'll be out in a sec."
Jeremy hurried to the kitchen, took a package of dinner rolls out of the cabinet, and read the baking instructions on the wrapper. Turning off the crockpot, he glanced at the clock on the microwave; it was already a few minutes after 7:30. Liam ought to be arriving at any moment. As he was turning the dial, to preheat the oven, someone knocked on the door.
Smiling, Jeremy rushed to the door and opened it.
"Hey, Liam!"
Looking as sexy as always, in jeans and a slouchy sweatshirt, Liam had a small bouquet of flowers in one hand, a quart of ice cream and a few DVDs in the other. "Hi, Jem! I brought a little something for you, and something sweet for all of us." Laughing, he stepped into the apartment, handed the Walmart flowers and quart of Ben and Jerry's to Jeremy, before closing the door behind him. "The movies are for later, if we want to watch one."
He dropped the movies into the chair beside the door, before wrapping his arms around Jeremy, hugging him tightly. The men were still holding each other, when Shaun and Zach wandered out of the bedroom. Liam noticed them before Jeremy, and broke the hug. He held out his arms to Shaun, as Jeremy stepped into the kitchen to slide the ice cream into the freezer, and put the flowers in water.
"Good to see you again, Shaun!" Liam hugged Shaun's naked torso warmly.
Though Shaun didn't return the hug with quite the same enthusiasm, he grinned. "Only the top half, Liam!"
Silence for a moment. As they broke the hug, Liam finally laughed.
"Oh ... I get it, Shaun." With an `okay, so I'm dense ... it just takes me a little longer' look on his face, Liam shook his head. "You're not wearing a shirt, so I can..."
"...only see the top half." Both Liam and Shaun finished the statement together.
Zach shook his head, but smiled lovingly at his boyfriend.
Because Shaun didn't use his sense of humor ... which he had picked up from his dad ... very often, most people thought he didn't have one. Nothing could have been further from the truth, however.
"And I guess this must be Zach, then," Liam concluded, smiling at the tanned, shirtless teen in the low-cut jeans.
Zach had been sizing-up Liam from the moment he'd first laid eyes on him. While a part of him wanted to dislike the man, try as he might, it was hard for him to do so. To say that he was impressed by Liam's looks, would have been an understatement. He rivaled Jeremy in the adult hots department!
Zach smirked. "Yep ... that'd be me."
With another smile for Shaun, Liam hugged Zach. While hugging Liam's hard body tight, Zach's dick began to stiffen ... yet again.
"I'm glad we finally get to meet, Zach," Liam said, the smile still on his face. "Jem has told me a lot about you."
"Uh-oh ... I'm not sure I like the sound of that ... unless it was all good, that is!"
Zach laughed, while glancing in the direction of this teacher. Jem had a smile on his face, as well, so Zach continued, "I could tell you lots of stuff about Mr. C..."
"Young man, you'd better be careful what you say next, because I haven't recorded your test grade yet." Jeremy feigned a stern expression, as Liam chuckled.
"Maybe some other time, Zach." As Liam released Zach, and dropped into the chair alongside the movies, he glanced toward Zach's groin and smiled inwardly. Yep, he'd been right; it HAD been a cock getting hard that he'd felt down Zach's left leg.
"So you two are boyfriends, then?" Although Liam already knew the answer, he asked anyway.
Shaun took Zach's hand in his own. "I couldn't ask for a better one." He kissed Zach sweetly.
Smiling again, Liam asked, "First time for both of you?"
"Yeah," Zach answered, for both him and Shaun. "What is it they say, about the first time being the best, or something?"
"Well, it's special, anyway," Liam replied knowledgeably. "But I have to say I've never had it better than right now, with your dad, Shaun." He turned toward Jeremy, who was busy in the kitchen, after putting the bouquet in a long-unused vase ... something he had inherited from the divorce. "What can I help you with, Jem?"
Jeremy laughed, as he dumped broccoli into a basket over steaming water.
"This kitchen is almost too small for more than one, Liam. But you can set the table, if you want." He slid the tray of brown-and-serve rolls into the oven and set the timer for eight minutes. "The plates are in that cabinet." He nodded to the one nearest the table. "And here's the silverware." Jeremy lifted the utensil insert from the drawer next to the stove and sat it on the kitchen counter. "The napkins are in the pantry." He nodded to the small door opposite the kitchen in the hall.
Over the next few minutes, Jeremy plated the roast and vegetables. While Liam set the table and Shaun filled glasses with water, Zach began to set the plates and bowls of food on the small dining room table, as Jeremy filled them.
"I don't think there's gonna be enough room for everything, Mr. C," Zach stated, as he tried to find a spot for a raspberry Jell-O salad, among everything else on the table.
Glancing at the table, Jeremy laughed. "Looks like I must have fixed too much food!"
"I sure don't think so," Liam replied. "Everything really looks good, Jem ... and it smells amazing!"
"Yeah, Dad," Shaun agreed.
Jeremy thought for a moment. "Zach, why don't you set everything on the end of the bar, and we can serve ourselves from there?"
"Sure, Mr. C."
A few minutes later, all the food had been set out, and the boys began to fill their plates.
Liam wiped his brow. "Fuck, Jem ... I think Zach and Shaun have got the right idea; it's way too hot in here ... especially for a sweatshirt." Without waiting for a reply from Jeremy, Liam slipped the heather gray shirt over his head, and carelessly tossed it onto the couch. He smiled at the teens. "Now ... that feels a LOT better!"
He picked up the last two empty plates from off the table, handing one to Jeremy.
"Well, I'm not going to be the odd man out," Jeremy declared, slithering out of his own T and tossing it beside Liam's on the sofa.
Smiling, Liam glanced at the boys, took a long look at Jem, and finally peeked at his own athletic chest. "Hey ... I like the shirtless look ... a lot!"
"Me, too," Zach agreed wholeheartedly, stepping back from the serving line for a moment, while his eyes pored over his teacher's hairy torso.
The air was charged with sexual electricity, as the four began to eat their meal. It was so thick, they could have almost cut it, along with the roast and potatoes. While nobody directly mentioned anything about sex while they ate, every once in a while, a double entendre would slip out ... whether by design or complete accident. By the time they were almost finished eating, all four had throbbing cocks that wouldn't quit.
As things turned out, Zach really liked Liam ... even though he still looked at him as a rival of sorts. In Zach's mind, anyway, they became friends, while joking around the dinner table that night. Shaun was warming to the man more all the time, too. He still wasn't looking for a second dad ... if that was even what Liam wanted to be ... but how could he not like someone who was so much fun to be around, and sexy, to boot? Of course, several days earlier, Jeremy had told Liam about Shaun's true feelings. And Liam had decided ... before arriving at the apartment for dinner ... that he'd stop trying to make a good impression on Shaun. If things were going to click between them, then they would. If not, it was better to know sooner rather than later. Either way, he'd still have an awesome friend in Jem.
Everyone had eaten his fill, and then some, when suddenly Zach burped loudly. Sheepishly, he raised his hand to his mouth.
"Um ... sorry about that."
Liam chuckled. "I ate too much, too, Zach." He turned to Jeremy. "Everything was really good, Jem!"
"Yeah, Dad ... you oughta fix this kind of stuff more often."
"No, I shouldn't, Shaun." Jeremy patted his full stomach. "We'd all look like blimps around here, if I did!" He glanced around the table. "Well, maybe not the three of you, but I'd be fat, for sure."
Liam chuckled. "Hey, Jem ... then there'd just be more of you to love!"
Smiling, Jeremy shook his head. "Like you'd have been attracted to a 300 pound fat slob, Liam."
Zach didn't know WHAT kind of man Liam might be attracted to ... and really didn't care ... but he couldn't see himself crushing on a seriously overweight guy. "I think I like you just the way you are, Mr. C," he stated firmly.
"So do I, Zach," Jeremy agreed, laughing. "And that's why we don't eat like this every day."
The guys sat around the table for a while, before Jeremy suggested they clear away the dirty dishes, and move into the living room.
"Yeah ... does anybody want to watch one of the movies I brought?" Liam asked.
Well, I think I will end chapter 23 with those words. (lol) I hope everyone enjoyed it! Why don't you send me an email (fotogme11@yahoo.com) and let me know what you thought?
Have a great week, everyone!
Greg
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