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After the washer was loaded and cycle begun, I came back in to the kitchen. Jon and Hank were peering over the kitchen counter into the living room. Sam and Lukas were still at it, pants almost off now and a lot of heavy breathing going on. I shouted, "Hey guys, get a room!" Sam gave me the finger. "You know you are loving it, Mikey, come join us."
Just at that moment Jordy walked into the room. "WTF! Did I not get invited to the party?" I shouted, "There is no fucking party, just some sick, horny bastard showing off his big dick." Sam got up from the floor, pulled his pants up, looked at me and said, "You are no fun, Mikey, I thought a little orgy would release tensions." "Or create more." I replied.
Jon said the sandwiches were ready and asked what everyone wanted to drink. We all sat down in the living room, eating. I brought up the subject of HSC. "Jordy, when do you think you will be ready to start?" "I called Bryan and asked him to stall for a few more days." Jordy said he was ready now.
"We all need to have a meeting with Bryan, then with HSC and set the dates." I said. Everyone was on board with that. I said I would call Bryan as soon as we had eaten. "Now, unpleasant as it is, we have to discuss the situation at hand regarding Roberta." "Jordy, what do you want to do about a funeral, or whatever?"
Jordy sat there with no emotion on his face. After a few moments he said, "I want her cremated and the ashes buried in the family plot in Waukegan, next to my grandmother." "Will you handle that Mike?" I said I would. "Was she close to her mother?" I asked. "Fuck no! They hated each other, and I hated both of them, they deserve to spend eternity together." No one said anything, stunned silence. "OK, give me the details and I will arrange it." "Do you want a service?" I asked. Jordy shook his head, no.
"Mike, that part of my life is over." "I want to hire someone to go to my house, give all her clothing to charity or something. The only things I want from that house are my nature and wildlife photos." "Everything else can be sold or donated including the house." I asked about the framed pictures by Jess. "Of course, I want those and in the basement, there are boxes of his stuff that he left when he went on his last assignment, I want that, too."
The boys said they would go over this weekend to retrieve all the things he wanted. I said I would hire a cleaning service to get the house ready to place on the market. A fully furnished house would probably command a nice price. "Anything else you think you might want, china, silver, etc.?" I asked. "Nothing, I want nothing." "From this day forward, I am starting a new life, the only things I want from my past are the things I mentioned and my friends." he said sweeping his arms around the room.
"I want to close the studio and work freelance." "I think I will have enough money to live on from what we sell and what I make on the HSC project." Jon said not to worry about money and Lukas told him he would invest his money and promised he would triple it is less than a year. "I am going to make you all proud of me, and to you, Sam and Lukas, every breath I take will be spent earning your trust and friendship." Everyone was smiling and even a few tears were shed.
I said I had a few phone calls to make and excused myself to the bedroom. After all the necessary calls were made and meetings scheduled, I went back to the living room. What a scene! Everyone was naked. Jordy was fucking Jon; Jon was sucking Lukas as Lukas was being fucked by Sam. Hank was sitting on the couch watching and stroking his cock.
I sat down beside him, quietly asking him who turned the rabbits loose in the house. He chuckled, "I don't know how it started, but man, is this hot or what?" I asked why he had not joined in. "Mike, I am yours, my ass is for you only and I just did not want to suck anyone without you being here." I asked if there was anyone in the room he wanted to suck or fuck. He said, "Yeah, Jon." "Go for it!" I said. Hank knelt down beside Jon, took his cock in his mouth.
I kept my seat on the couch watching the hot scene going on. I wasn't even hard, probably shocked at the scene developing in front of my eyes. After a few minutes, Hank came back to my side, put his arms around me. "Are you mad at me, Mike?" "No, I am not, just can't seem to make myself loosen up and join in." I answered. "I think I am going back to the bedroom and do some work."
As I got up to leave the room, Hank,grabbed my arm. "Don't leave, please." I told Hank I had to, I just wasn't into this scene at the moment. "You stay and have fun." "No fucking way, I am coming with you." he said. We left the room, lots of sex still happening and I don't think anyone noticed. In the bedroom, I took out my laptop and started to work. Hank lay on the bed, still hard and looking so fine. I could hardly focus.
"Babe, I want you to stop working and come here, I need you to hold me." Hank said. I closed the laptop, lay down on the bed and put my arms around Hank. He was fumbling with my belt and zipper. I stood up, stripped, then lay back down beside him. Immediately he started rubbing my dick, but nothing was happening. Kissing my neck, moving down to the chest, sucking my nips, licking my stomach and heading to my dick?still nothing.
"What's wrong?you are mad at me, aren't you?" "Not at all, I just can't, I think the events of the past few days and Jordy's indifference about his mother is weighing heavily on my mind." "Not that I blame him, but it does make me feel a loss." Hank asked me to explain that comment. "Long story short, my parents were killed by an intruder when I was an infant." "I never knew them, only stories my aunt and uncle told me about them."
"I was raised in a wonderful home, my aunt and uncle were so loving, but there was always something missing." "Hank, you probably think I am crazy, but I visit their grave site every year, they are buried in Waukegan, along with my aunt and uncle." So, you see, when Jordy told me to arrange the burial for him, it brought home those feelings of loss, I just can't stop thinking about what my life would have been if they had been alive when I was growing up."
Hank had tears flowing down his face. "Oh, my sweet man, I forgot, you suffered two terrible losses in your life at such a young age." "I am so sorry for being so self absorbed and not thinking about your feelings." Hank sniffed, "At least I have good memories of my mother and sister, you have none." "No, I don't, but I have you now, and we are making memories everyday." "My God! I love you so much." I cried. I noticed my dick was slowly coming to life.
In the blink of an eye, we were making mad, passionate love to each other. I pulled Hank to me , held him so tightly, never wanting to let him go. We were both sobbing, not so much for our losses, but for the pure love we had for each other. I could not speak and for a few minutes, neither could Hank. "Mike, when it is time to go to Waukegan, I will go with you." "We can take care of Roberta's burial, then we can visit your family's grave while we are there."
"All this has made me think about my situation." "I need to forgive my dad and tell him I love him." "How he reacts is up to him, but I will know I tried, no matter what the outcome." "Will you go with me?" He asked. I told him I would. Hank said, "I don't know how he will react to us, but I will be strong enough to handle whatever he says and does with you at my side."
There was knock on the door, it was Sam. "Hey guys, sorry things got out of hand out there." "We are leaving, everything is cleaned up." I asked where they were going. Sam said they were going to Jon's house to meet his parents. Jon thinks Lucas will like his dad and maybe they can work together after Lukas graduates. Hank looked at me; we both laughed. "What?" Hank told Sam that we had both thought the same thing. "Perfect" I said.
We got out of bed, walked out to say goodbye, not bothering to dress. Hugs all around, then we were alone. "Back to bed." I commanded. I was just getting warmed up. I needed more loving from my beautiful young man. We stayed in bed for the next several hours, pausing only to switch positions. It was glorious. Waking from a short nap, I said, "We need to shower, then eat something."
"Do you want me to change the sheets?" Hank asked. "No, I am not done yet!" "I want you to fuck me until my ass and your dick are so sore we have trouble walking!" Hank laughed, "I am almost there, now." I looked down at his dick which was moist with cum and very reddened. I took it in my hand and licked it clean, gently sucking it to arousal. "Stop it, Mike, it is so sensitive, let's eat something, we can shower later." I frowned, but I also knew he was right.
After eating, we went back to bed, collapsed into each other's arms and fell asleep. It had been an exhausting, emotional day. I did have the presence of mind to set the alarm before we fell asleep. It seemed like such a short time when the alarm went off. We both showered, I dressed, Hank went to the kitchen to fix breakfast. What a beautiful site seeing that cute ass in my kitchen.
"How's your ass, Mike?" "Sore, but a good kind of sore, a well fucked kind of sore." I replied. "How is your dick?" He said it was tender, but ok. I asked what his plans were for today. He said he was going back to the studio to finish the clean up, they should be done today. "Then, depending on how much time we have left before you come home, we may go over to Jordy's house to get things he wants."
I gathered my things and ran out the door. I seriously needed to use the train travel time to catch up on some work. I am so glad it is Friday. I thought I should call Nan at the hospital and find out when we could expect autopsy results and when the body would be released. I called, but she was not available, so I left my number for her to return my call. I had notified a funeral home and wanted to give the name and number to her.
The work day was very busy. I had little time to think about anything personal or the Roberta situation. Nan called me. She said the medical examiner had already picked up the body. She had given him my number and they would be the ones to release the body. I asked about the autopsy report. Once again she referred me to the ME's office. I thanked her for the information and for her kindness.
At last it was time to go home. I started putting case files in my briefcase, then said to myself, "WTF, this can all wait until Monday." I closed my briefcase, grabbed my laptop and headed out. Sam came out just as I was about to leave. I had not seen him all day. "Can we talk?" he asked. "No, I am not in the mood to talk to anyone, I just want to get home and relax." I answered. "You're pissed about yesterday, aren't you?"
I told him I was not, but I really didn't want to talk about it or anything. "I need a break from all this drama, Sam, just leave me alone for today." He shrugged his shoulders, went back into his office. I started walking out, but guilt overtook my conscience, I went back to his office. "I am sorry, Sam, that was rude of me to treat my best friend that way." "What is on your mind?" He came to me, hugged me, "I am the one who should be begging for your forgiveness."
I closed the door. "Let's talk." I said. He began explaining about yesterday. "I just needed to relax and having wild sex always does it for me." "And, to be honest, I wanted you to fuck me, I wanted everyone to have a go at me!" I laughed and called him a slut. "You've got it, I am that, a slut, I even let that mother fucking Jordy fuck me, in fact everyone except you and Hank fucked me." "Lukas saw a side of me he did not know existed and I am afraid."
"Have you talked to him today?" I asked. "Yes, briefly, the boys were still sorting and cleaning the studio, so we did not talk long." "Did Lukas get fucked by everyone, too?" I asked. He said he wasn't sure, but he thought so. "Watching him and Jon go at it was hot as hell, but at the same time, made me jealous." "Shit!" "What a mess I am."
I told him I didn't think he was a mess. "My assessment is, you have not had a meaningful relationship since Bryan." "You may still be in love with him, even though you have these incredibly strong feelings for Lukas." "I think you are trying to sabotage this relationship so you don't have to commit to loving someone because you are afraid of getting hurt again." "There?my 2 cents evaluation."
Sam couldn't look me in the eyes, just stared at his desk. He mumbled something. "What did you say?" I said sharply. "I said you are probably right." "I do have strong feelings for Lukas and I am scared to death to fall in love again, let my barriers down." "FUCK YOU, Sam, you want to talk about being hurt and being afraid to commit?" "Look at me you mother fucker."
"Did Bryan screw around on you?" I screamed at him. "Did he fuck your best friend, then dump you?" "No he did not, his only fault is that he did not have the balls to tell his parent to go fuck themselves." "Pretty weak in my opinion." "He may be a terrific lawyer, but he is a wuss." "I am sorry he hurt you, but rather than wallow in the misery, man up, give in to your feelings for Lukas." "You are not going to find anyone better that that man." "He loves you, for crying out loud!"
I could feel my hot face and the perspiration bubbling on my forehead, knowing I had to calm down. This aggressive behavior was not good for either of us. I stood there staring at Sam. He wasn't talking, just sitting there holding his head, not crying, but on the verge. I was done with this conversation, turned, opened the door and started to walk out. "Wait!" Sam called out. I turned and waited for him to speak.
"Can I go home with you?" "I don't want to be alone tonight." I shook my head in disbelief, "And, Lukas, you gonna abandon him without an explanation?" "What about his feelings?" "God! You make me sick!" Sam asked if we could have Lukas meet us at my house and the four of us could talk. Not what I wanted to do, but I said, "OK, call him and let's go, I am fucking exhausted." Sam said he needed to go home to get some casual clothes. "No!" "You can walk around in your underwear or borrow a pair of sweats from me, or have Lukas go buy you something, better still, have him pick out an outfit from Jordy's closet, the wildest thing he can find."
That broke the tension as we both burst out in hearty laughter. I told him to hurry up, I wanted to get going. He grabbed his laptop and we were off. On the train, I texted Hank to ask where they were and to tell him I was bringing Sam home with me. He answered right away, he and Lukas were at Jordy's house. Being careful that Sam could not read my text, I told Hank to pick out the most outrageous outfit in Jordy's closet that might fit Sam. He sent a question mark. I texted I would explain when we got home, with lots of smiley faces. This was going to be a fun night!
Thanks to the Arctic Blast or Polar Vortex, as some people call it, I had 2 days at home to crank out another chapter. Thanks for reading. PLEASE DONATE TO NIFTY.