Date: Tue, 24 Jan 2006 18:47:05 EST
From: LENNOXBEAR@aol.com
Subject: Starting Again Chapter 5

Starting Again Chapter 5				by lennoxbear@aol.com

The jeans Sam wanted to wear for work were still in the dryer.  He walked
naked from the bedroom, through the kitchen and into the laundry room.  He
was walking through the hallway when the doorbell rang.  The painters who
were to start that day were at the front entrance and able to see him
through the side glass panels on either side of the front double doors.  Oh
well, too late now.  He quickly slipped on his jeans and opened the front
door.

"Good morning Mr. Chambers, we're to start painting today.  I hope we
aren't too early?  I'm Ken."  Ken eyed the snug jeans and bare chest then
smiled.

"No, 7 AM, right on time.  I'm running a bit late."  Ken and the man
standing next to him kept staring at Sam's bare fur-covered chest.  He
heard a mumbled `oh baby' come from one of the other workers toward the
back of the team of six men.  "Come on in."

The team of men came in and asked if they could get their stuff organized
in the basement. Sam showed them to the basement door and headed back to
the bedroom to finish dressing. He only had one class to get through that
day and dispensed with worrying about underwear.  He pulled a dress shirt
on over his big pecs and stood choosing a tie from the back of the closet
door.  Ken appeared in the doorway as Sam finished with his shoes.

"Do you still want us to concentrate on the den and master suite first?"
Sam, had hired the painters through his lesbian realtor and figure at least
one of them had to be gay.  Ken seemed likely so far. The man didn't
attempt to hide his stares of Sam's body.

"Yes, please.  Neither room has wall paper to be removed so they should be
easy, same for the master bath."

"Super, I can have three guys start in here while another team works on the
den.  While the first coats are drying we can begin to remove the wallpaper
in the kitchen and front hallway. If all goes right today, we could have
two rooms finished for you by tomorrow."

"Damn, that would be terrific.  I realize this is a short week and all with
Thanksgiving but I appreciate any work you get started.  I have the other
colour choices ready for you out in the kitchen."  Ken followed Sam back
out to the kitchen enjoying the sight of the big man's beefy butt in the
snug jeans.  "I have everything labeled so this should take care of the
laundry, hallway, powder room, the bedrooms and bathrooms upstairs.  I
still need to decide on the game room downstairs but it will take you guys
a few days to get all this done.  I'm off a few of days this week but I
promise to stay out of your way."

"No problem.  I'm sure none of my guys will mind your being around."  Sam
spotted the two youngest members of the team, the most muscular making
gestures indicating the size of Sam's chest and basket.  "We'll give you
our best."  Ken's inflection didn't necessarily mean about painting.

"Well, I have to get to work.  Feel free to make coffee; it's in the
fridge.  You have my office number if you need it.  Lock up when you leave
please."  Sam gathered the morning papers and his brief case and headed for
the truck in the garage.  One of the young guys was watching from a bedroom
window as Sam drove off.  He adjusted his stiff prick and sighed.  This was
going to be a tough job for them.

Karen the department secretary handed him several messages when he arrived.
He rushed through the office picking up his notes for that day's class and
took off across the courtyard to the adjoining building.  Several jocks
called out to him as he took the steps two at a time.

"Hey, Mr. Chambers, do you think you should be risking that cardio stress?"

"It's Dr. to you and anything you can do I can do better.  The challenge is
on dude."  He gave the young guy a high five and kept moving.

He overheard a couple of the girls comment as he reached the stop of the
stairs.  "Judging by that basket, he can do a lot of things better than
they can."  It was lunchtime before he could look at his messages and chose
to start with Steve.  The hunky carpenter wanted to stop by Wednesday
evening to go over some costs and materials.  He followed with calls to his
brother, wanting to warn him about his mother and Thanksgiving dinner prep
and his mother asking him to do pumpkin pies. Damn, a trip to the store.

There were more messages on his cell from being turned off during his
class.  He returned those as he monitored the research assistants in the
lab.  Matt called hoping to touch base over the weekend, maybe catch a
workout and dinner.  And Joe called wishing him a good holiday and to tell
him he hoped to find some time to workout together after his family visit.
And to tell Sam he had an interview with a company on Friday, for a job in
Chicago.  The possibility of Joe finding a job in Chicago made him pause
for a few moments.  He had hoped they could get to know each other better.
If Joe moved to Chicago, that would end it all.  Damn.  His stomach knotted
up on the prospect.

The gym wasn't particularly busy that afternoon as he pushed himself to
stop thinking about Joe and Matt.  The next two days were more of the same.
He was grunting through a heavy bench set Wednesday afternoon when two
hairy, thick legs appeared at his head to spot him.  He looked up past the
protruding bulge in the shorts at Matt's sweaty smiling face.

"Hey buddy, I'd like to show you a special spotting technique but this is a
public gym.  How ya been? Mind if I workout with you?"  The two men pushed
each other through a brutal chest routine and hit the showers.  The one
thing a bit odd about this gym was that few men showered.  Matt was feeling
frisky and copped a quick squeeze of Sam's fat low hangers.

"You'll pay for that this weekend.  We on for a workout and dinner?  Or a
movie?"

"Sure, and I'm counting on payback."  The locker room was basically
deserted as Matt gave Sam a quick kiss before heading home.  Sam's dick
twinged at the man's beefy butt walking across the parking lot.  Sam forced
himself to hit the store and get what he needed to make pies for his
mother's dinner.  Joe was nowhere to be seen.  The front desk said he was
working but they were stressed the day before a holiday.  He left a message
on Joe's cell and headed home to bake pies.

Steve arrived no sooner had Sam slid two heavyweight pies into the hot
oven.  The big carpenter gladly accepted Sam's offer of a beer and settled
at the kitchen counter to explain his work proposals.  "So, you teach,
obviously workout, drive a bigass pickup and ride a hog and you bake?"

"A man has to eat."  Steve held back a smart-ass response.  He showed Sam
all the ideas he had while they drank beer and waited for the pies to bake.
"These are really great Steve. Let's go on it."

"Great Sam.  The only thing I have to do is finish some ideas for your
playroom. The guys who were here before had a good room, but I have a
couple of ideas to improve it.  I don't have to work my other job on Friday
and was hoping to get the master bedroom closet stuff done for you. That
ok?"

"Fuck yeah.  The painters finished the den and master and started the
hallway today, so all this other stuff can get done.  It works out well
cause you can be in that room and they can work on the kitchen and hallway.
No one should be in anyone's way.  I have to warn you that I think a couple
of the crew might put a move on ya."

Steve shrugged.  "It's the holidays.  I need all the stress relief I can
get.  Bring it on.  I'll see you 8 AM on Friday then?"  Sam gave him a big
thumb's up.  Steve hugged him, as he was about to leave.  "Thanks Sam.  I
think I'm going to enjoy having you in the neighbourhood."

Sam called his mother to reassure her that he had dessert for the next day.
She complained about trying to prepare Thanksgiving dinner with little to
no salt for his father.  He held firm to reinforce that it was for
everyone's best interests.  By 8 PM, he was finally getting round to
finishing some leftover stew and watching some TV, when the doorbell rang.
Joe was standing on the doorstep with a duffle bag and a nervous look.

The two men kissed in the entry hall.  Sam poured him a glass of wine and
the two settled in the den while Sam ate.

"I'm inviting myself to stay over unless you have other plans."  Sam
mumbled through a full mouth that that was fine with him.  "I know we only
spent that one time together but I don't think I've ever connected with
anyone the way I have you.  I don't know what I'll do if I get this job. It
would start in January.  So I am really inclined to say yes and skip the
extra credit class I had scheduled and get on with things, but I don't want
us to lose touch, and I'm not sure how to keep up with things as friends
and what happens if you, or me, or I, meet someone else, I'm too knew at
all this Sam and....

"Whoa, one step at a time.  Breathe.  If you get the job offer, you have to
make the best decision for yourself.  You're young, I'm sure you'll meet
someone no matter what."

"But...."

"Stop.  Let's see what happens.  I really like you and I'd like to also see
where things go, but we need to be realistic.  And what happens if you do
meet someone, or if I meet someone. You know, I uh, well, I have gone out
with someone else."

Joe looked crushed. "I know. We only had that one night but gees, I feel
like I want to be with you. Is the other guy, um, good looking?"  Sam
shrugged and Joe followed him out to the kitchen.

"He's a bit older than you are.  I don't think he's looking for a
relationship right now, just a fuck buddy."

"Oh. Well.  Is he someone who might like three ways?  Fuck, shit.  I can't
believe I just asked that."

Sam laughed and hugged the young man.  "I don't know that, we'll have to
ask him.  But right now."  He kissed Joe deeply.  "I want to be with
you. No one else matters."  Joe leaned into him and held on.  "Let's go to
bed."  He turned Joe toward the door for the bedroom and pushed.  I need to
check the front door.  You left your car in the driveway right?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Oh I think some of the neighbours get riled if cars are left on the street
too long.  The streets are a bit narrow, not the best for parking.  I'll be
in in a minute."  Sam walked toward the door.  He flipped off the switch in
the entry and walked forward with only the dim light from the bedroom
lighting the way.  As he checked the front door, he glanced outside and
thought he saw someone move behind one of the shrubs.  He walked back to
the bedroom.  Joe was in the bath so he called in that he was going to use
the powder room and closed the door.  With the hallway now dark he
carefully walked back toward the living room and glanced outside.  A man's
shadow was definitely moving around the shrubs away from his house.  He
armed the perimeter system and headed back to Joe.  He stopped just inside
the bedroom door.  Joe was on his knees, ass in the air facing the door.

"Uh, nice touch, definitely a beautiful butt?"

"If it meets with your approval, I want you to fuck me." Sam knelt behind
Joe and ran his hands over the hard sculpted ass.  He ran a finger over the
tight pucker and felt the slickness of a well-lubed butthole.  "I took the
liberty sir."

"So I see."  He slid off his sweatshirt and leaned forward pressing his
warm chest against the cool skin of the slightly smaller man.  Joe moaned.
Sam straightened up, undid his jeans and pushed them down so his hard cock
was free to rub against the pale white skin.  He ran his dick head along
Joe's ass crack and felt the man tremble. "You sure you really want this?"
He pressed his cock against the man to let him feel its thickness and
length.

"I'm not trembling in fear sir.  That's how much I want you to fuck me.
Plus it's a bit chilly down here."

"Yes, it is."  Sam got up and pulled Joe up with him. He walked to the
fireplace and pushed a button. The room was soon lit with the dancing
flames of a cozy fire.  He threw a blanket on the floor in front of the
hearth and motioned for Joe to lie down. The man knelt at Sam's feet and
licked the heavy cock. He helped Sam out of his boots and jeans and then
worshiped the man's thick legs.

"Oh man, I really want legs like yours, so hard and thick, really
powerful. I've worked out everyday since we were at the gym.  I want to get
big like you."  He kissed the fat cockhead. "Guess I can't get everything
that way."

Sam looked down at the young man at his feet sucking on his cock and
watched the shadows of the fire on his handsome face.  "You have an awesome
build, we can make you be whatever you want.  It just takes time and work.
But, right now, I just want to fuck you. Lay on your back. Lift your legs a
bit."  Sam spread warm lube in his hand and slowly carefully worked his
fingers to stretch the tight butt.  Joe never broke eye contact.  As three
fingers worked into the now open hole, Sam leaned forward and kissed
Joe. "I don't want this to be just a fuck for you.  Ready?"

"Yes sir."  Sam knelt between the boy's spread legs and raised them to his
shoulders.  He held his cock against Joe.  "Push out and breath."  He
slowly pushed forward until the big cockhead popped past the anal ring.
Joe gasped then groaned.  "We'll do this slowly, so you tell me what you
want."  He pushed forward until all twelve hard inches rested inside the
moaning man.

"Oh shit Sam, stop, just hold it in place."  Joe opened his eyes to look
deeply into Sam's.  He saw a man who could easily have his way with his ass
and cruelly fuck him.  But instead, he saw in Sam's eyes a look he hadn't
seen from another man in his life.  He pulled his legs forward and offered
Sam more of his body.  Sam began to slowly rock him back and forth and at
this angle hit the right spot to have Joe begging for more.  "Fuck me Sam,
please sir harder."

Sam increased his speed as both of them began to sweat from the heat of the
fire.  He leaned forward and pressed their lips together.  Joe sucked his
tongue deeply into his mouth and held Sam's wide back as best he could.  As
the young man's breathing became faster, Sam increased his speed and
effort.  He felt the young man's ass begin to grip his dick and thrust
harder.  A higher moan told him to push Joe's limits and within a minute he
felt Joe climax.  Joe was trying to pull Sam deeper into him.  His ass
tightened around Sam's cock. Sam groaned, gave a few more thrusts and shot
his load.  Joe panted for breath but didn't immediately let go.

"Holy fuck.  I've only let one other man fuck me and it was nothing like
that."

"So you liked it?"

"Liked it?  Sam, I am so your bitch."  Sam laughed.

"Hold your legs tight around my waist and don't let go of me."  Sam leaned
back into a squat position then pushed up with Sam's weight wrapped tightly
against him.

"What are you doing?"

"To the showers."

"Shit, your dick is still hard.  Fuck, you're like slamming my
prostate. Damn."  Sam set Joe on the edge of the tub and let the man
stretch his legs as he slipped the turgid dick from his swollen ass.
"Fuck. It's ready to go again."  He slipped off the filled condom

"Yes it is, and so are you."  Sam adjusted the shower and pulled Joe in
after him.  He slowly soaped the man's hard body.  He pressed his dick
against Joe's ass crack and reached around to jack off the throbbing tool.
The sensuous feel of their soapy, wet bodies sliding back and forth were
all Sam needed to shoot another gallon of cum all over Joe's slick ass.
The two men kissed for a few more minutes in the spray of the oversized
shower before Sam shut it down and handed Joe a thick towel.  He guided Joe
back to the bed, turned a nightstand lamp on low and used the remote to
turn off the fire.

Joe nuzzled against him.  "I can't tell you how much I liked that."

"I saw it in your eyes and heard it in your moans. I saw a lot in your
eyes."  He pulled the covers up over them.  "What time to you need to be up
in the morning?"

"I need to be at work at 8. We're all working tomorrow for a few hours
because of the holiday.  We close early so it's not so bad. Matt starts at
6, then someone is at 7 and I have 8, other managers come in too."  Sam
nodded.  "I don't get to work daylight hours very often. Gives me a chance
to see Matt.  The man has one of the best butts I have ever seen. He's so
fucking hot and so nice."

"Well, that's a perk."

"I used to think I'd like to do him."

"Used to?"

"Well, I'm sure he pales compared to you. Plus being straight and all."

"Oh really, thanks.  Well, let's sleep on it.  My alarm is set for 6.  I'll
get up and make you breakfast."

"You don't have to do that."

"But I want to. Go to sleep." Joe spooned against the bigger man and pulled
Sam's arm over him.  Sam closed his eyes and deeply breathed in the young
man's sweet scent.

No sooner had the alarm gone off than Joe was sucking on Sam's morning
hardon.  "I can't get off very easily when I have to piss."

"That's OK. It just begged to be sucked.  Fucking thing is like marble, bet
it would feel good to get fucked by it now."

Sam's bladder was begging for release.  "I'll have to give you a rain check
on that.  Go shower.  If we start playing, you'll never get a shower and
will be late for work."  Joe worked harder to get the entire monster shaft
deep into his throat.  "GO.  Stop. Oh fuck."  The fat tool spasmed and shot
thick wads of hot cum down Joe's throat. "Oh gees."

Joe licked his lips.  "See, we saved time on breakfast."

Sam pushed him out of the bed.  "Go shower."  Joe grabbed his bag and
quickly took off for the bathroom.  Sam stood by the side of the bed and
stretched.  His cock was still rock hard and wobbled from side to side.  He
headed for the powder room in the hallway and tried to pee.  Thanks to Joe,
he would be half hard all day, not that that was a bad thing.  A few
minutes later he offered Joe coffee and a simple but balanced breakfast.
An extra glass sat next to his coffee and juice.

"What's this?  Chocolate?"

"It's a protein shake with a few extra added supplements.  You can't get
big unless you balance your diet and eat properly while working out.  And
you need to give your body some rest; you can't workout like a madman every
day and grow."  Joe smiled at the protein remark.  "No, you already had
that shot this morning pig.  Can't believe you got me off."  Joe smiled
again and was obviously quite please with himself.  The two men chatted
about the holiday and Joe's interview.  He promised to let Sam know as soon
as he heard anything.  The grocery store was only a few minutes away.  It
gave them a few extra minutes to kiss.  They left each other with raging
hardons.  Joe struggled to adjust his pants.

"Damn, Every time Matt walks by, or some hot dude comes through the store,
I'm going to get stiff.  You're having a bad effect on me?'

"Yeah right."  Sam slapped Joe hard across the ass as the young man hustled
out the door.  Sam padded barefoot back to the kitchen. "Damn youngsters."
He busied himself cleaning up the breakfast dishes and sipping on coffee.
His cock still held half hard from his fun with Joe.  It better behave
itself over dinner with his parents and brother.  He was about to go pull
on jeans to get the paper from the front walk, when a knock at the kitchen
door startled him.  Steve's happy face was in the door's window.

"You almost gave me a heart attack."  Sam opened the door for him.

Steve smirked at the big naked man.  "Well, I guess you aren't concerned
with modesty should you have a surprise heart attack.  And my surprising
you doesn't seem to have had any other ill effects."

Sam looked down at the bobbing cock jutting out in front.  "Hmm, I had an
overnight guest and it's still happy."

Steve nodded with approval.  "Lucky you and damn lucky guest.  Hey, nude
dude, I was jogging by and saw your papers still out there, and then I saw
the one flowerbed over by the edge of the property was sorta trampled.  You
do that?"

"No, what do you mean?  Where?  Show me?"  Sam walked to the front window
and Steve pointed to the flowerbed.  Right where Sam had seen a man's
shadow the night before.  He told Steve what he had seen.

"Hmm, this isn't a neighbourhood that has a problem with anything like
that.  Mostly because everyone watches out for everyone else.  Or they're
nebbish, not sure which. But because you have all the trees and a double
lot, and the other houses sit so they can't easily see this one, you aren't
as visible. Hence, the being able to wonder around nude.  Not that I am
complaining."

"I'll have to be sure to turn on the alarm when I'm not here.  Hate having
to do that.  Thanks for pointing that out to me."

"Glad to.  I mean really glad.  Nice dick, huge piece of meat you have
there, and one helluva hot ass.  Damn.  I better go before I have to finish
my run with a hard problem of my own.  All the food at my in-laws later,
thought I needed to get a run in now before my arteries clogged over."
Steve headed for the back door, then stopped and hefted the weight of Sam's
dick in the palm of his hand.  He sighed deeply and took off down the
driveway.  Sam made a note to start a computer log on Friday when the phone
company came to hook up his cable modem.  He'd been without a computer and
it was a nuisance to always use his work system.

He poured himself another cup of coffee and relaxed in bed with the paper
before finally showering and dressing to go to his parents.  His brother
greeted him at the door, handed him a beer and walked him back toward the
TV room and the football game.

"So, you're finally getting out and meeting some people eh?"

"Yeah, how'd you know?"  Dave glanced down at the heavy basket.

"We're brothers.  We have similar problems, you know.  I always worry about
what the boys might think when I battle after a good night."

"Good night of what?"

"Shaddup."

"Yeah, I met someone and we had a good time.  I'm taking it slowly.  Still
haven't been out to a single bar here.  All that smoke.  Eventually.  But,
I'll enjoy this while I can.  You dog.  Hey drop it; I don't need to sprout
a full hard in front of the kids or mom.  Heaven help us."  Thanksgiving
turned out to be a long relaxing day.  Sam was home by six after helping
his mother clean up and pack leftovers to bring home.  He relaxed in front
of the TV with another paper and was nearly out cold when the phone rang.
Joe just wanted to call and say hello.  He had had the not so comfortable
holiday with his family.  His two sisters were very comfortable with his
being gay.  His brothers weren't so easy to read. He had a mother who just
wanted him to meet someone and be happy so she could have grandchildren.
His father hardly said a word to him.  But no matter, he wasn't going to
let that screw up his mindset for the interview the next morning.  He
wished Sam a goodnight and hung up.

Sam looked out all of his windows before setting the alarm and relaxing in
bed.  Thought of Joe eagerly wanting to please him and the memory of how
well his cock fit the boy's ass delayed Sam's getting to sleep.  He thought
about the passionate night prior and feverishly jacked off his monster
prick.  A huge pool of hot cum gathered in the cuts of his tight abs.  He
scooped the thick liquid in his hand and licked it clean.  If he couldn't
have Joe or Matt's, he'd settle for his own.

Bright and early Friday morning the whole house went crazy.  He had no
sooner rolled out of bed, made coffee and pulled on jeans, than workers
arrived from everywhere.  The painters arrived in a gaggle and attacked the
work left in the kitchen and hallway.  They promised to at least get one
coat of paint on one of the bedrooms upstairs.  He was extremely happy with
their quick efficient job but figured he'd be working with them for another
week or two. He grabbed a shirt from the bedroom just as Steve arrived to
start his projects.

The beefy carpenter was dressed in tight worn threadbare jeans and t-shirt
and oozed male sex.  Sam felt his cock twitch several times as Steve
outlined what he wanted to get done that day.  He pulled his truck out of
the garage so Steve could have a place to work and was heading back to the
house as both the phone computer and satellite guys arrived.  Nine AM and
the place was buzzing with activity.  Sam busied himself in finishing
getting his bedroom organized around Steve.  The two men chatted about
workouts and running and laughed on more than one occasion when one of the
painters wandered by to check them out.

"We could always get naked and crawl into bed.  That would give them
something to talk about."

Sam thought about it a minute.  "Nah, don't want to spook the satellite or
phone guy.  But I'll remember that offer for another time."  At noon, while
everyone was breaking for lunch, Sam headed for the gym and an extra long
workout to make up for the dinner and lack of activity the day before.
Everyone was finishing up when he returned from the gym and shopping at
four.

Steve was eager to show him what had been done in his master closet and had
started in the den.  Sam was in awe of the man's skill and talent and the
speed with which he completed the two projects.  He paid him for the day
and so that he could get the supplies to start the next things on his list.
"Do I get a tip?"  Sam looked confused but Steve leaned close, wrapped his
arms around Sam and kissed him.  "Remember, we still need to plan that
playroom and I want to be sure to design it to support me."  Steve hugged
him and fondled his hard ass.  "I gotta run, be back Monday night if that's
OK."

"Super."  Sam watched the big man pull on his coat and amble to his truck.
The worm jeans threadbare over the round ass.  No underwear.  No wonder the
painters were so besides themselves.

The house was finally quiet as Sam walked through to review the day's work.
Things were really shaping up as a home.  The master bed and bath could be
completely set up, as could the kitchen, breakfast nook and hallway/entry.
One bedroom upstairs had a coat of paint and the remaining wallpaper was
partly removed.  He had a high-speed computer hookup now so he could get
his computer back online.  And final joy, satellite TV to catch up on all
the things he had missed the last few days.  He was working on the computer
hookups when the doorbell rang.  It was only 5:30; Matt wasn't due for
another 30 minutes or more.  Joe stood happily at the front door.

"I got it, I got the job offer. And I accepted. I took the night off to
celebrate."

"Hey congratulations."  Sam stepped out onto the front porch to hug the
man.  The hell with the neighbours.  "I think we need to have a drink to
celebrate."  He closed the door as Joe hung up his coat.  He was obviously
excited about the job offer but Sam felt like someone had just punched his
gut.  Sam ran down to the game room to get one of the better bottles of
wine.  Joe was spewing details about the offer and very generous money as
Sam poured them two glasses.  With every detail Joe gave, Sam felt his
stomach knot.  They were walking toward the den when Joe turned and
passionately kissed Sam.  The two men held the kiss for a long time.  Sam
pulled back and studied the handsome face, the blond flattop and the bushy
moustache and goatee that Joe had grown in an attempt to look older.  He
felt the heat of the hard muscular body against his and felt the need to
pull this man as close as possible.  It was everything Sam could do to not
rip Joe's clothes away.  The doorbell rang as Sam fought for control.

Joe looked toward the door.  "Company?"

Sam blushed.  "I was going to have dinner and maybe go to a movie with a
friend."  Joe looked visibly crushed.  "Maybe I can talk him into changing
plans."  Sam headed to the door as Joe hid in the den.  Matt was leaning
against the door jam when Sam opened it.

"Hey guy.  How goes it?" He brushed past Sam and dropped his coat on a
chair in the entry.  "So what do you want to do for dinner?  I'm willing to
forego the movie or workout for a bit of playing around instead."  Matt
stopped at the doorway to the den.

Sam hurried past him and stopped in his tracks.  Joe was completely naked
and leaning against the desk.  "Joe! What are you doing? I don't know
if..." He turned to face Matt.  "Matt, I am so sorry.  I--" Matt had pulled
off his shirt and unzipped his jeans.  Both men converged on Sam.  "I've
been punked."  Both men kissed in front of Sam and slowly began to undress
him.

"By the way, congratulations Joe."  Matt smirked.

"Thanks Matt. And you Sam, are not only punked but about to celebrate with
us."

"How?  When?"

"Yesterday at work, things sort of came up in conversations and we put the
pieces together."

Matt, now completed naked, dropped to his knees and slid Sam's jeans down
with him.  "I should probably be very hurt that you fucked my co-worker,
but."

"But what?"

Matt helped him off with his shoes as Joe sucked on Sam's right nipple.
"I'm luckily not looking to enter into a relationship.  Just want to be
invited for an occasional three way."

"But?"

Joe bit harder at the swollen flesh. "Sam, the job's here.  So I won't be
going to Chicago.  I start the job in January after I officially finish
school, even though I am taking that one course from you big man.  So I am
going to do everything in my power to get an A.  And if I need help, Matt's
willing to help me. So do you know where that leaves you?"  Joe tightly
gripped Sam's hard cock.