Mr. Hottie
By: Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com) Story Consultant: Drew Editor and Proofreader: Jere
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This is a fictional story ... any similarities to actual people, places, events or other entities is purely coincidental. The story involves gay sex, and was written solely for the reading enjoyment of adults who aren't offended by the subject matter! If you are underage, or this type of material is illegal where you live, please leave now.
Chapter 26
September drew to a close, ushering in October, and by the middle of the month, Liam and Jeremy had completely merged their households. If Liam had better stuff, then they moved it into the Carter apartment, because it had the extra room of a loft. And since they still had contracts on two apartments, they decided to use Liam's apartment to store the excess furniture for a few months. Fortunately, they were able to work out an arrangement with the property management company that allowed Liam to take over the Carter apartment when Jeremy's lease expired at the end of January. They had until the end of June ... when Liam's lease ran out ... to look for more suitable housing for their new family.
During those weeks, to Shaun's delight, Liam didn't try to be a second dad to him ... and he was as good a friend as any teen could want. To top it all off, if he felt like it, he could now spend his evenings at home in the nude. Liam often joined him ... what a cock that man had! And even his dad sometimes lounged around the apartment in his underwear ... something he never did before. Shaun kept after his dad to let Zach go nude when he visited, too. When Jeremy finally stopped saying, I'll think about it' and switched to maybe,' Shaun knew the battle was almost over. As things worked out, Zach spent more than his share of weekend nights at the Carters', too, although the teens passed many weekend days on the Andersen farm. Jeremy and Liam sometimes visited the farm, along with the boys, and Zach promised skinny dipping for all when the summer temperatures returned!
Though his crush on Mr. Carter was still as strong as ever, at Liam's suggestion, Zach eased off on Jeremy during that month ... both at school and away. Because he hardly ever mentioned `Mr. Hottie' to Shaun, Shaun hoped that maybe Zach's crush had run its course.
Nothing could have been further from the truth, however.
Also, during those weeks, the boys talked quite a bit about coming out. Because of comments he had made to some of his friends, most of them already guessed that Zach was gay ... not that they cared, because he was `cool'. But Shaun was afraid to tell anyone ... outside of family, that is ... about his sexual orientation. It wasn't that he didn't want other people to know; he'd always wanted to be truthful with people. He agreed that life ought to be a lot simpler, if everything was out in the open; but what if the other kids made fun of him ... or even worse, bullied him mercilessly? After a long discussion one October evening, Zach finally talked Shaun into both coming out and announcing they were a couple over Winter Break. They would do everything together, on both their Facebook pages.
Reluctantly, Shaun agreed.
October 12th ... a Wednesday ... was Jeremy's 35th birthday. While Shaun spent the night at the farm, Jeremy celebrated the evening with Liam, over a quiet, candlelight dinner at home. Liam even fixed spaghetti ... one of the few things he knew how to cook well ... along with breadsticks and a big salad. After the meal, over glasses of red wine, Liam handed a couple of tastefully wrapped packages to Jeremy ... one was very small, while the other was shaped like a clothes box.
Jeremy hefted the packages a couple of times.
"Happy Birthday, Jem."
"Thanks, lover!"
Liam grinned. "Fuck, I like the way those words sound!"
"Me, too." Jeremy smiled broadly, as he ripped the paper from the small box. Eagerly opening it, he pulled out a knotted leather cord.
As Jeremy's eyes seemed to question what he held in his hand, Liam smiled again. "It's an ankle bracelet, like mine!"
"Awesome! So you just slip these knots to make it longer or shorter?" Jeremy tightened the leather loop by sliding the knots farther apart, before opening it again.
"You got it!"
Jeremy crossed his right ankle over his left knee, pulled up his pants leg a bit, and slipped the leather thong over his bare foot. He loosely tightened the slipknots over his hairy ankle. "Hey, I like the way it looks, Liam! Thanks!"
Liam nodded. "Before long, yours will get dark like mine, if you leave it on all the time, that is." As his dick began to throb to life, Liam shook his head. "Fuck, it makes you look even hotter, Jem ... just the way I knew it would!"
Both men smiled, as Jeremy uncrossed his legs and picked up the larger package. He weighed it with his hands. "Clothes?"
Liam was mum.
Jeremy turned it over and slipped his finger along the seam in the forest green paper. "You know, Liam ... after my divorce, I had about given up on love. Man ... I'd forgotten how good it can be."
Jeremy tossed the wrapping paper aside, before opening the embossed, white box. On top was a pale yellow, tightly woven, V-neck sweater ... expensive, by the soft hand of the thin wool.
Jeremy lifted the cashmere sweater, letting it fall open. "Wow ... this is NICE, Liam; thanks!"
"You bet, Jem." Liam chuckled. "I thought that color would look awesome against your tan."
"For sure! I don't think I've ever worn anything this shade of yellow, before." After rubbing his hand over the soft fabric, Jeremy laid the sweater aside and picked up the pair of pencil-legged, stonewashed jeans beneath it. His eyes opened wide, before he glanced at Liam. "Designer, huh?"
Liam didn't answer, but smiled. "Why don't you try everything on, to see if I got the right size?"
Standing, Jeremy stripped out of his shirt. He tossed it aside, before slithering into the sweater. It fit him, almost like a soft glove.
"You look fuckin' amazing, Jem!" Liam exclaimed. His cock throbbed harder, at the sight of Jeremy's chest hair, which the low V-neck showcased perfectly. "That's just how I hoped it'd fit you!"
Smiling, Jeremy unzipped his slacks. His soft dick bounced in his boxers, as he slid the khakis down his legs, and pulled them over his bare feet. He popped open the four buttons on the fly of the new jeans and slithered into the right leg. If the sweater had fit him like a glove, it seemed the jeans were going to conform to his body like a second skin ... if he could even get them buttoned!
When he even had to sit down to pull on the second leg, Jeremy was SURE they'd be too small for him. However, when he stood, pulled the jeans up over his butt, stuffed his boxers down the legs, and buttoned the fly from the bottom to the top, the low-cut waist fit him perfectly. He could feel the soft denim cradling each butt cheek, while the center seam tightly followed the inside of his crack. Without a doubt, they WERE like a second skin!
Jeremy looked down at the jeans, as his cock began to engorge. "I've never worn anything like these before, Liam! Shit, where did you find them, anyway?" He adjusted his package some.
"Oh ... a little online retailer someone told me about." Liam chuckled. "Damn, you look sexier than ever in that stuff." He eyed Jeremy from head to toe. "You need to forget the underwear with those jeans, though ... they mess up the lines!"
"You've got a deal; there'll never be anything under these jeans but me!" Jeremy laughed, wondering just where Liam expected him to wear the sexy clothes. He pulled Liam from his chair, and gave him a big kiss, before hugging him tightly.
"Thanks so much, Liam!"
"You've gotta promise me that you'll wear this stuff, Jem."
"Anywhere you ask me to," Jeremy promised wholeheartedly.
"Good," Liam replied, "because I want you to wear them for the second part of your birthday present. I'm gonna take you clubbing tonight. I want to show you off! And I made reservations for tonight at a hotel in downtown Denver, too."
"On a work night?"
Liam laughed. "Call in sick; that's what I plan to do."
Jeremy had only called in sick, when he really wasn't, a couple of times in his life ... and those had been during the worst of times with his ex. Back then, he'd rationalized that he had been emotionally distraught, even though he wasn't physically sick. But he chuckled, as he shrugged his shoulders. "Why not, Liam?" He never missed; he deserved a day off!
"I'm gonna change clothes," Liam said, before laughing again. "And you be sure to take off those boxers!"
"Yes, Mother." Jeremy chuckled, before kissing Liam. His boyfriend's command would have been the LAST thing his mom would have ever said to him! After collecting his discarded clothes, Jeremy followed Liam into the bedroom, where he took off his boxers, while Liam changed into a sexier pair of jeans and a sea green plaid, long sleeve, seersucker shirt. Both men slid their feet into loafers, without socks.
"Fuck, Liam ... these really are the sexiest clothes I've ever owned." Jeremy stepped into the closet to get jackets for himself and his boyfriend. He slipped his arms into his jacket.
"Hey ... I want everybody to see what a good-looking guy you are; and I want them to be jealous of me!" Liam laughed, while putting his wallet, mobile, and keyring into a small, leather waist pack. Before strapping it on, he asked, "Do you have anything you want me to carry, Jem?"
"Do you mind taking my iPhone, wallet, and keys?" While Jeremy's new jeans had the standard complement of pockets, he was sure that anything he put in them would create unsightly bulges, ruining the effect the jeans had been designed to create. He handed Liam the jacket and the other items.
Liam slid Jeremy's things into his waist pack, donned the jacket Jeremy handed to him, and collected an already packed duffel bag from the floor at the foot of the bed, before turning out the light. Amazed by the feel of his denim second skin, Jeremy followed his lover to the front door.
Stopping near the kitchen counter, Liam turned and gave Jeremy a big hug. "Have I told you how much I love you, lately?"
Jeremy smiled broadly. "You show it to me every day, Liam, in more ways than I could ever remember."
"Wow ... hearing you say that, means SO much to me, Jem!" Right then, Liam wanted to make love to Jeremy so bad ... but he had other plans for that night. "Hey ... we'd better head out, before you get me so turned on I can't drive."
Chuckling, Jeremy agreed; and after locking the apartment door, the two men hurried down the stairs to Liam's car. It was going on ten, and Jeremy was in the process of texting Shaun, to let him know he wouldn't be at school on Thursday, but not to worry, when Liam wheeled the car into a parking garage down the block from `Fifteenth Street Station', a Denver nightclub he'd heard about. Technically, it hadn't been started as a gay club, but lots of gays had frequented it, since the night it opened over 12 years earlier. Anyway, on the night that Liam and Jeremy visited, they would have been hard pressed to find a dozen straights among the seventy-five, or so, people in the small club. Liam paid the cover charge for both men, and followed Jeremy into the semi-dark interior. While the place would probably really be hopping over the weekend, it was doing a good business on a Wednesday night, too.
The two men found a table away from the better-lit dance floor, and ordered drinks, before Liam pulled Jeremy onto the worn hardwood. For a man who complained he couldn't dance, Liam thought Jeremy did just fine ... and by far, he was the sexiest man in the whole place ... at least, as far as Liam was concerned! He noticed plenty of eyes on his partner ... and a few on himself ... but, for the first time in his life, Liam didn't flirt back. Happily, he was taken.
Since all his attention had been focused on his lover, Jeremy hadn't noticed that others were ogling the hot couple, until Liam pointed them out. But when he started looking around, he saw lots of eyes on Liam and himself.
He grinned. "We do seem to be getting more than our share of attention, don't we?"
"We deserve every lust-filled stare, Jem!" Liam laughed loudly, as he thrust his gyrating pelvis toward Jeremy.
Jeremy returned the favor. And, fully clothed, the two sweating men made love on the dance floor, until the music ended.
"Fuck, I think we'd better sit the next one out," Liam suggested, turned-on beyond belief. He'd been so close to cumming out on the dance floor, it wasn't funny.
"Either that, or take it all the way." Jeremy kissed Liam.
Liam's eyes smoldered with his passion. "Not yet ... I've got other plans for you tonight!"
The men sat out the next couple of dances, and by the time they returned to the dance floor, both had their horniness under control. After a few lively songs, the five piece band played a slow number. Lovingly, Jeremy laid his head on Liam's shoulder, as their bodies melded together. It wasn't so much that they danced ... they just WERE. Both Jeremy and Liam had only one thought on their minds: life couldn't be much better!
Though they could have danced all night, sometime after one, Liam suggested they'd better head to the hotel. Smirking, he again hinted at his plans for the remainder of Jem's birthday. They'd each had a few drinks at the club, but neither was drunk when they left `Fifteenth Street Station'. They stopped by the parking garage to get the car, but, after talking it over decided to walk rather than drive. Liam collected the duffel from the back seat, and a few minutes later, after walking the three and a half blocks to their hotel, they checked into their 12th floor room at the Embassy Suites, across from the Denver Convention Center. Liam took a Dopp kit from the duffel bag and began his bathroom chores, while Jeremy checked his phone for messages.
Smiling, he called out, "Shaun says we should have fun tonight, Liam."
"Cool!" Liam stuck his head out of the bathroom, while brushing his teeth. "Well, have you enjoyed the night, so far?"
"I've never had more fun!"
Jeremy smiled broadly, as Liam returned to the bathroom. He sent a short email to the school office, letting them know he would be taking a sick day.
By the time Jeremy had finished in the bathroom, Liam had called in sick, turned the sitting room lights down low, and opened all the drapes onto the cityscape below them. Naked, he stood at the window and looked out over the city lights.
Drying his hands on a towel, Jeremy stepped out of the bathroom. "You know, Liam ... I can't remember ever having a birthday quite as special as this one."
"Only the first of many for us ... if I've got anything to say about it." Liam smiled, as his boyfriend stripped. Jeremy laid his somewhat sweaty new clothes over the couch in the living room, before joining Liam at the window.
"Let's go out on the balcony," Liam suggested, sliding the door open.
Jeremy laughed. "Fuck ... we'll freeze to death!"
"Not in each other's arms," Liam countered, pulling Jeremy outside with him.
Though it was getting cold out, Liam had been right. The men held one another tightly and kissed, long and passionately ... then they kissed again ... and they kissed some more.
Several minutes later, while in a lust-filled daze, Liam extended his hand. "How about a shower, lover?"
"I'm sure we both need one," Jeremy agreed, taking Liam's hand in his own.
"You let me do all the work, okay?" Liam was insistent, and Jeremy was more than happy with the suggestion.
The light from the bathroom spilled from the open door, into the sitting room, as Liam adjusted the water temperature and turned on the spray. Moments later, the men stepped in tandem over the lip of the tub, and Liam took Jeremy in his arms again. All washing was forgotten, as the men returned to kissing. And Liam's cock was leaking an almost steady stream of precum, when he began to worship Jeremy's body with his tongue, laving over his hairy chest and taut nipples.
At the point where both men had about as much sexual tension as either could stand, Liam opened the small bottle of shampoo. He poured a generous dollop into his hands and began to sensually lather Jeremy's short hair. As the suds dripped onto Jem's shoulders, Liam gently massaged them, before lifting his lover's arms to take care of the pits. Pouring more shampoo into his palm, Liam sudsed Jeremy's arms, chest, pubes, genitals, and legs.
"Shit, Liam ... I'm gonna cum just from you rubbing your hands over me." Jeremy laughed, but it was the absolute truth.
Liam smiled wickedly. "Not if I can help it, you're not!" With a firmer touch, he finished sudsing Jeremy's frontside, before asking him to turn around, so he could wash his back. "Did I ever tell you what a sexy man you are, Jem?"
Lying through his teeth, Jeremy chuckled. "Nope, I don't think so, Liam."
Lovingly, Liam spanked Jeremy's butt cheeks. "Liar!"
"And here I was about to say something nice about you," Jeremy laughed, enjoying every moment with the man he loved.
Chuckling lustfully, Liam finished up with Jeremy, and, as the now 35 year old man rinsed off, Liam hurriedly washed himself. This night wasn't going to be about him cumming, not if he could control himself, anyway. Actually, it wouldn't be about Jem squirting, either; Liam planned to bring his lover right to the edge again and again. If everything worked the way he hoped, Jeremy would be about to go crazy with desire, before he shot. By the time Jeremy had finished rinsing, Liam was almost through lathering. The men awkwardly traded places, and moments later, both were squeaky clean.
"Jem ... you've gotta promise me that you'll let me do everything tonight, okay?"
"I'll be putty in your hands." Jeremy pulled back the shower curtain, as Liam turned off the water. Never in his adult life, had he ever put himself totally in someone else's hands, and he was unbelievably excited at the idea. As he stepped out of the tub, Jeremy began to reach for a towel, but Liam brushed his hand away.
"You've got to let me do everything, remember?" Liam was chuckling, as he stepped from the bathroom and returned moments later with a fluffy white bathrobe, which he draped sensually around his lover's shoulders, leaving the front open. "Fuck, you look good enough to eat, Jem!" Liam took a towel from the rack and roughly dried Jeremy's hair and frontside, before swiping it over his own body a few times. Then he knelt before the man he loved and kissed his erect cock twice. Jeremy's penis was throbbing steel, by the time the two men left the bathroom.
Jeremy stood beside the king-sized bed, as Liam turned on the two bedside lamps. And he watched questioningly, but remained silent, while Liam tossed the pillows onto the floor.
"Do you trust me, Jem? I mean ... REALLY trust me?"
Without hesitating, Jeremy replied, "You bet I do!"
Liam smiled, as he pulled the robe from Jeremy's shoulders.
"Then I want you to lie on your back in the middle of the bed, and spread your arms and legs wide."
Smiling expectantly, Jeremy crawled into position, while Liam opened the duffel bag he had packed earlier that night, placing it on the floor at the foot of the bed. He pulled out a blindfold, four wide leather cuffs, and several long velcro straps. As he rose up, Jeremy noticed what was in his hands.
"So, you're going to tie me up, huh?" In his excitement, Jeremy's throbbing cock began to ooze precum.
Liam just smirked, as he snapped a cuff around one of Jeremy's wrists, clipped one end of a strap to the D-ring on the cuff, and secured the other end around the corner of the bed frame. He did the same with the other arm.
"How does that feel, Jem? Not too loose, I hope."
Jeremy twisted his body from side to side. His arms were stretched, but not enough to be painful. "Well, I've never been tied up before, Liam, so I don't know how it SHOULD feel, but it's not uncomfortable, if that's what you mean."
"We'll start like this, anyway." Liam chuckled, standing back to survey his work, so far. "Fuck, Jem ... you look so hot, stretched out this way." With a long strand of precum dangling from the end of his penis, he shook his head. "You're going to make me cum, and I don't want to ... not for a few more hours, anyway!"
Jeremy just laughed, as Liam slipped the blindfold over his head, carefully positioning it over Jem's eyes. After he was satisfied that Jeremy couldn't see, he lifted his hairy, right calf, pushed the new ankle bracelet out of the way, and snugly wrapped a cuff around his ankle. He did the same with the other leg, and stretched them wide, before velcro-ing the straps around the bed frame.
"Are you all comfy?" Liam laughed, while checking out his handiwork.
"Hey, I'm so turned on, I don't know or care!" Jeremy had the biggest smile on his face.
I think I will end this chapter with those words. Hmmmmmmmmmm, I wonder..... lol
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