Date: Sat, 15 Dec 2012 13:58:05 -0500
From: John Martin <conislancio@gmail.com>
Subject: Sam and Luca: Chapter 19

This is a fictional story.  It is a sequel to "Camp Staff Memories" which
can be found in the Nifty Archives as well as on my blog at:
mygayfantasy.blogspot.com.

Feel free to contact me at "conislancio@gmail.com" and let me know what you
think.

 © 2012 by author - All Rights Reserved.  Unauthorized duplication or
use is not permitted.

CHAPTER 19

On Monday morning, Sam spoke with Mr. Galoupis and gave him notice that
this would be his last week.  He agreed to work a little the week after if
he was needed, but hoped to have as much time off as possible.
Mr. Galoupis said he understood and would only call him if he could not
find a replacement this week.

Cristof had actually spent the night on Saturday night as well and during
breakfast the next morning, Sam told him that he would accept the position
until June, when he planned to start some summer classes.  They discussed
Sam's job.  It was agreed that Sam would start full time in two weeks, but
would spend some time the week before getting acclimated to the job.  Sam
was agreeable to this because Luca had a spring break that week and that
meant that Sam would get to spend a lot of time with Luca before jetting
off to America.

Sam had realized he needed to spruce up his wardrobe in order to be able to
accompany Cris to dinner meetings, conferences, and many other types of
events.  Cristof had insisted that Sam's wardrobe expenses were business
expenses and gave him a company credit card to use for the next week for
such purchases.  David had agreed to help Sam shop, since shopping was his
specialty, and fashion was also one of his fortes.

Both Sam and David had Wednesday off, so they took Luca's Jeep and spent
the day shopping.  They arrived back at Sam's around 5:00 and carried the
garment bags with suits and shirts and the shopping bags with shoes and
other things up the stairs.  In the great room, they met Hamme, who was
just leaving for the day.

"Hello, Sam," greeted Hamme.  "I was just leaving for the day.  I left some
things in the kitchen for you boys for dinner.  Luca said he will be late
tonight."

"Yes, he called me earlier.  Thank you, Hamme.  Have a pleasant evening."

"You, too.  And you as well, David."

"Thank you," replied David.

After Hamme was gone Sam said, "Let's take these upstairs."

David followed Sam with his arms full up to the bedroom, where Sam hung the
garment bags in the closet.  He started to unpack the bags with dress
shirts, ties, and underwear.  He got to the bottom of the last bag and
paused.

"I don't remember these," Sam said, holding up a package of white briefs,
delicately wrapped with a satin bow.  The tag read "Eros" and material was
sheer.

"Oh," blushed David.  "I bought them for you.  I have a pair and they are
the best.  I thought you would like them."

"Well aren't you the sweetest," said Sam, untying the ribbon.  "Maybe I
should model them for you."

"You don't have to.  I just wanted you to have them," replied David,
flushing even more.

"Look at you, all flustered.  I'll be right back."

Sam disappeared into the bathroom with the briefs.  David busied himself
unpacking a dress shirt and removing the pins.  A minute later Sam
reappeared, wearing a satin robe, open at the front and the sheer briefs.

David stared, as Sam paraded and posed.  The briefs were see-through and
held Sam's ample balls and cock in a nice sheer pouch, with a low rise
waistband.

"Wow," was all David could say.

"You like?" asked Sam.

"You look hot," was David's reply.

Sam proceeded to dance, doing a seductive striptease with the robe.  David
watched and laughed as Sam danced around the room.

After a few minutes, Sam stopped and the two boys chuckled.

"They are really nice," said Sam.  "Thank you.  They make me feel sexy.  I
will definitely think of you when I wear them."

"I'll miss you," confessed David.

"Stop it," said Sam.  "I'm not leaving and we're still going to hang out,
so don't think you're rid of me."

"Good," said David.  "I like you too much."

Sam walked over and sat next to David on the bed.  He put his arm around
him and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Let's go sit in the hot tub and have a glass of wine and then we'll grab
something to eat," said Sam.

With that he stood up and pulled the briefs off of his legs, standing there
naked.

"Well, come on," he said to David.  "You planning on wearing your clothes?"

"But," David stammered as he hesitantly stood.

"There isn't anyone home," said Sam.  "Come on, strip."

Sam tried not to stare as David pulled off his shirt and then, hesitating
again, finally undid his jeans and took them off.  He stood for a moment in
just his briefs, before resigning himself to it and removing them as well.
David stood there naked and tried to hide an obviously half-erect dick.

"That's better," said Sam, "And don't worry, I have the same problem." Sam
was indicating his own half erect cock.  "Come on."

The two walked out of the room and down the stairs to the great room. David
followed Sam, watching his smooth, muscular butt and the refined lines of
his back muscles as he made his way down the stairs.

David had the cover off the jacuzzi and was already in the steaming
bubbling water when Sam arrived with a couple bottles of wine and two
glasses.  Sam poured them each a healthy glass of wine and, handing David
his glass, stepped into the water.  Sam could have sat opposite David, but
elected to sit on the seat right next to David.

The feel of David's naked leg pressed against Sam's sent a thrills of
excitement through Sam's body.  David jumped with surprise at the touch of
skin.

"Relax," said Sam, "It's all OK.  Nothing will happen that you don't want
to."

Sam did not make a move, but he remained seated next to David, their legs
still touching.  The boys finished off the first bottle of wine and started
on another, talking about many things, but nothing important.  Sam had had
an erection for a while when they first got in the water and initial
contact was made, but it had subsided since.

"Well, shall we get out?" asked Sam.  "I feel like a prune."

David did not answer, but now it was Sam's turn to jump as he felt David's
hand on his mid-thigh and looked over into David's eyes, which were totally
serious at the moment.