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"Jordy! WTF! Why are you here?" I asked. "Hey, I was in the neighborhood and decided I would stop by to talk to you about the athletic wear shoot, starring our beautiful little man." he answered. "Come on in, we are just waiting for the deli to deliver our dinner. If you had called first, we would have ordered a sandwich for you." I said. Jordy said he had already eaten, but he would take a glass of wine.
I went to the kitchen to get a glass of wine for him. Hank got up from the couch, shook Jordy's hand and asked, "When are we going to start the shoot?" "Well, that depends on your manager's availability, unless he trusts me to do it without him present. I am on a deadline, you know." he said. I yelled from the kitchen, "No, fucking way, Jordy, I don't give a shit about your so called deadline. " "You are not going to use Hank unless I am there, it is in the contract."
"Mikey, you hurt me to the core, I would not do anything to hurt our relationship, I need you." I replied that it was not our relationship that I had concerns about. "Listen, you horny old queen, I know you and how you operate." "You forget I have gotten you out of many situations with hunky young guys you have taken advantage of and it is not going to happen to Hank." Jordy feigned shock at my words. I just smiled in his face, knowing I had the upper hand.
"When do you think we could start, Mikey?" Jordy asked. I told him I had court on Monday and Tuesday. Wednesday would be good, "How long are you expecting this to take?" I asked. He said it would most likely take 12-15 hours, but he would rather do it over the span of 3-4 days. "I don't want my models to look tired, no amount of makeup can cover up exhaustion."
'Models?" I questioned. "Yes, there will be three, maybe 4 other than Hank, Lukas, Chris and Jon, for sure and maybe a new guy I found last week, Chase." "Chase?" "Where did you find him?" Hank asked, looking very pale. Jordy explained he had posted an ad in all the local college newspapers, interviewed the applicants, took some pictures and of them all, Chase had the right look. Hank got up and bolted out of the room..
I told Jordy I would be right back, then hurried to the bedroom. Hank was laying across the bed crying. "What's wrong, babe?" "I can't do this, Mike, I just can't." "What if this Chase is the same one from high school who ruined my life?' I told him to calm down. I would investigate and find out for sure. If it was the same bastard, he didn't have to do it. "What about the contract?" he cried. I explained the contract was not for any particular assignment and he had the right to refuse any one he did not want to do.
The doorbell rang. It was our order from the deli, which I paid for and set the order in the kitchen. Jordy had a questioning look on his face. I told him I would explain later, left the room and went back to Hank. He was curled up in a fetal position, no longer crying, just staring off into space. I said, "Let me get rid of Jordy and I will come back, we can talk." I left the room, told Jordy Hank wasn't feeling well, that we would discuss this project at another time.
"Mike, I am on a deadline and need to get started, else I will lose this deal." I shouted at him, "Fuck you and fuck your deal, get someone other than Hank and get yourself another lawyer while you are at it." Jordy jumped up, panic all over his face, "Mike, please don't do this, I need you?I need Hank?the supplier wants him to be the face of their brand." "It is a lot of money for both of us, it's a chance for me to make it really big as a fashion photographer." "This is one of the largest companies that supplies sporting goods to high schools and colleges."
"The face of their brand, when were you planning to tell me that?" I was beyond pissed. "And what about the other guys, who is representing their interests?" He answered, other than Chris and Hank, no one had a contract, just a standard release form. "That is fucking nuts, Jordy!" "No wonder you get sued all the time." "I cannot believe I have been so fucking stupid about your shady dealings." "You know, you were dropped in my lap, a young, naive, inexperienced lawyer?no wonder everyone laughs behind my back; well, no more."
"I am going to come in this week and audit all your legal files, you had better show me everything." "I need to know everything to protect you as my client." "You are putting yourself and my reputation in danger, I will not have it." "I do not care how much money you pay me and my firm." "Now go, get your sorry ass out of my house!" Jordy got up to leave, turned to me with tears in his eyes, "I am so sorry, Mike, I really am. I need you, you have been the best lawyer I have ever had." "Come in tomorrow evening on your way home, I will show you everything, I promise."
After he left, Hank came out of the bedroom. "Mike, I am sorry about that; it just brought back all the pain and rejection I went through in high school." He came to me, put his arms around me, "But, if I had not gone through all that, I would not be here with you, loving you and you loving me; it was worth it." "Now that I am calmer and thought things through, I hope it is that mother fucker." "He will be on my turf now, I am in charge." "Karma!"
"My sweet man, I love you so much." "I will never let anyone hurt you, ever." I said. "Are you hungry?" He said he was. We opened our packages from the deli and began to eat. Hank's mood was very light and fun. I told him of my plan to go over Jordy's files in depth. He said while Jordy was in this vulnerable state, maybe he would have the opportunity to get in his computer system and look for pictures and videos of Sam an Lukas.
I said I was sure the active files would show nothing salacious, all those had to be on his outside backup source. "Jordy is not stupid enough to keep the files so easily accessible, I know this from having the computer files subpoenaed for some of the cases in which I was involved." "They are probably in a separate file, deep cover, location and password known only to Jordy." Hank smiled, "He may be smart about that, but I am smarted and more devious, a side you have never seen, Mike." "I will get those files."
Changing the subject, I asked, "Are you going to work tomorrow/' "Sure, why not?" he answered. "I was just concerned that you might run into Chase, you don't have to work, Hank, I can support us both." "Mike, that is not an option." "You have done enough for me already." "If this assignment is as big as Jordy says it is, I stand to make a lot of money." "I will support us!" "Fuck you, Chase Roberts, fuck you, all my so called friends and fuck you, William James Henry, Sr. for all the abuse you inflicted on me, fuck you all!"
I had never seen Hank so pumped, so different than a couple hours ago, when he was in a fetal position on our bed. "Hey babe, how about fucking me!" I said. "Never, Mike, I never fuck you, I make love to you; let's do it!" We raced to the bedroom, clothes flying everywhere. For a neat freak, this was a revelation, all new to me to be so haphazardly throwing my clothes all over. We fell into bed, kissing, hands all over each other's bodies.
I lay on my back, legs spread apart, waiting for Hank to ravage my hole. He looked at me, tenderly, "Mike, I need you to take me first, I really need to feel you inside me." I sat up, he lay back on the bed, lifted and spread his legs. I began to rim his ass and stroke his cock. He was moaning loudly, professing his love for me. I lubed his hole and my dick, then slowly pushed in. I leaned over his body so I could kiss him. He was frantically humping my cock until I could not hold it any longer. I asked, "Inside or out?" "Inside, fill me up." he cried out.
I collapsed on his body, breathing heavily, so much, it was hard to kiss him. I kept my softening dick in his ass as we recovered. After a few minutes, I could feel his hard dick moving under my body. "Hank, did you cum?" I asked. "Not yet, I was holding off so I could make love to you." he answered. I slid off him, my slimy dick sliding out of his ass. I stuck a couple of fingers in his ass, to get some of my cum for lubricant, wiped it on my asshole and his cock. Laying on my back, i told him I was ready.
He positioned my legs over his shoulders and mounted me, sliding his dick in my hole without resistance or any pain. I was so ready for this and it felt so good. Hank said, "Babe, I am not going to last long, you nearly fucked the cum out of me already." "It's ok, I am in heaven just having you inside me, let it rip!" With that, I could feel my chute filling up with his warm jizz. "Leave it in me until you fall out." I said, as he lowered himself on to my body. I was thinking I could stay like this forever, Hank's dick in me, holding and kissing each other, heaven!
We both fell into a peaceful sleep, waking momentarily to reposition ourselves into a spooning position. I hazily aroused enough to set the alarm for the morning. I dreamed of Hank, his beautiful eyes, long lashes, perfect muscular body and strangely enough, his feet. I dreamed of sucking his toes, him using his feet to jack me off. It must have been quite erotic because when the alarm went off, there was a huge glob of fresh cum on his ass and legs.
I eased out of bed so as not to wake him, went to the bathroom, took a healthy shit and piss, then turned on the shower. As I was stepping into the shower, Hank came in, did the same as I had done and got in the shower with me. I told him about my dream and the result I found on his backside. He laughed, "You should see the pool I made on the sheets." "I will strip the bed before I leave for work." After the shower, while I was dressing, Hank was making coffee for me and toasting a bagel. I took my travel mug and bagel, kissed Hank goodbye, then left.
"I am in court today, text me if you need me." I yelled over my shoulder. Once again I was practically sprinting to the station to catch my train. I hoped Hank would have a good day and prayed Jordy's Chase and Hank's would not be the same person. I hated to see Hank upset about anything and as strong as he had been last night, I still was concerned it would be traumatic for him.
I was able to get a lot of work done on the ride into the city. Walking into the office, I spoke to the receptionist and asked her if Sam was in yet. She said he was. Whew! What a relief!, I did not have to check emergency rooms or the county morgue! I chuckled to myself. I put my briefcase and laptop on my desk, was just about to go to Sam's office when he walked in. He walked over to me, hugged and kissed me.
"What was that for?" I asked. "For the most wonderful birthday ever, the best weekend ever, for fucking me and most of all for Lukas." he replied. I said I would take credit for everything except Lukas. "That was Hank's idea." "Remind me to thank him, personally." Sam said. "Mike, I am in love with Lukas, and before you say it, it is love, not lust."
"How do you know that, counselor for the defense?" I asked. "Last week you were in love with me, then you told me you were still in love with Bryan." "Get your stories straight, Mr. Burton." Sam spoke, "Guilty on all counts, but things change in a heartbeat and in this case for the better." "Mike, I am in love with Lukas, I really am, and I am reasonably sure he is in love with me." "Sam, I would love to continue with this conversation, but I have to go to court this morning."
Sam said he would talk to me later and left my office. I was gathering my papers, etc., ready to walk to the courthouse, when my cellphone dinged. It was a text from Hank, "Bingo!" was all it said. I wanted to call him, but I had to leave or I would be late meeting my client at the courthouse. Hopefully, this would not be a long, drawn out case. Focus, Michael, focus!
Surprise! I have completed my projects and have had time to work on this installment. The ideas were flooding my brain faster that I could type. Happy Hanukkah to my Jewish friends and Happy Thanksgiving to all of you. I will try to continue writing as much as possible with all the hustle/bustle of the holiday season. Remember to donate to Nifty.