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Josh's Summer Job 6
Jamie lay cuddled in Josh's arms leaning back into his torso. He'd added a few more pieces of wood to the little fire pit and retrieved a light blanket to drape around them. Josh had lit another joint.
"You are so fine." Josh whispered to him, as he brought the joint to Jamie's lips.
"You think I'm fine? You need to spend some time in front of the mirror."
"I'd never leave the bedroom."
Jamie elbowed him in the ribs and they fell to wrestling. Jamie was no physical weakling, but Josh proved stronger and faster, quickly pinning him to the floor of the porch.
"Now whatcha' gonna do?" Josh taunted.
"What ever it takes to please you."
The admission caught Josh off guard. His breath caught momentarily, as Jamie raised both eyebrows in an expression of honest sincerity. Josh swept in and kissed him. They necked for some time. In this position Josh's hard cock was pinned against Jamie's hip. It reminded him that he had never, finished the task he had set out to accomplish. He ground up into the stiff appendage. Josh shifted in response, slowly moving up to arms length and unleashing that devastating smile.
"What?"
"You hungry?" Josh wondered.
"Yeah, but there's nothing in the house that isn't salad or frozen."
"How `bout pizza?"
"We should go to the movie. He's not gonna call." Danny said.
Billy checked the clock for the hundredth time. It was nearly ten. He sighed as they started out to catch the late show. They hadn't reached the stairs when the phone rang. Billy shot back into the room and answered.
"I want to order a pizza."
"Josh?"
"Yep."
"A pizza?"
"Yes, for delivery. What you like on your pizza." He asked Jamie.
"Pepperoni, sausage?"
Josh grinned fisting his meat.
"Onions." Jamie added rolling his eyes.
"Is it him?" Danny wondered.
"Yeah, he's ordering a pizza."
"He's what?"
"Ordering a pizza."
"A large with pepperoni, sausage and onions to 402 Archer. 402 Archer," Josh repeated, "You got it?"
"Yeah, I think so," Billy said as the call ended.
Danny was grinning like the Cheshire Cat.
"What? You think him callin' and tellin' me to get him a pizza's a good thing?"
"Wake up boy. Salerno's delivers. He wants you to be the pizza boy."
Billy smiled and called Salerno's to order the pizza, as Danny rifled the drawers of the dresser.
"You need like a wife beater." He said throwing Billy the garment. "You lucky dog. This is gonna be so fuckin' hot and I can't be there."
Billy finished tucking in the shirt and looked at himself in the mirror.
"Put this on over it but leave it open." Danny instructed handing him a short sleeve button down. "You have your cell phone? `Cause I want pictures."
"Wish you were comin' along. I'm nervous."
"Nervous, yeah well I suppose its good nervous."
"Good nervous."
"I can't see you having any problems. This is the guy that seduced your Mom in the kitchen and then hit on you a few minutes later. He obviously had plans with whoever he was talking to, and just wedged you into the evening in the role of the pizza boy."
"Sounds like a story from that book again huh?"
"And you know how they all end."