Steve carefully stripped out of the borrowed leather, folded things neatly and flopped on the bed. He picked up the remote, clicked on the TV and on a whim hit the DVD play button. Matt busied himself in the bathroom making noises about which Steve was none too sure. A video came on of two men going at it hot and heavy. What a coincidence.
Matt walked back into the room and stopped to stare at the screen before flopping onto the bed with Steve. "Looking for inspiration big guy?" He ran his hands over Steve's thick thigh just as the guy in the video did.
"It's amazing. Sam thought of everything for his guests."
"My bet is that that is Joe's from his apartment, makes you wonder what the boy was doing by himself alone all those nights."
Steve snorted. "Probably the same thing I was, beating off in frustration."
"You have a wife."
"Correction. This morning I started the day with a wife, she declared her hatred of me; I walked out of my own home and spent the evening with a bunch of leather men. Pretty wide swing for one day I'd say."
"You ok?"
Steve put down the remote and pulled Matt close to him for a deep kiss. "Yeah, for once I am free to be what I think I've known for a long time I wanted to be. I need to move forward as best I can now."
"It could get messy." Steve looked down at Matt's thick cock. "No, not that, the wife thing."
"Yes it could. But it doesn't matter; I need to do what is right for me. You know, I've never spent the night with another man?"
"Hmmm, hope I don't disappoint."
"You can't disappoint me." He played with Matt's left nip and watched his cock react. "What few experiences I have had are nothing compared to you. I met some really cool people tonight. Guys who look like mean bikers but are hard working tax-paying, down to earth citizens. People would never pick them out as gay. I have a lot to learn."
"Let me help." Matt ran his hands over Steve's broad chest feeling the softness of the fur. He slowly worked his way down the big man's body, neck, nipples, abs, all around the pulsing cock and fat nuts down to his feet and back up to slowly lower his hot mouth on the now dripping cock. Steve moaned. Matt swallowed Steve's tool as he swung his body around so he could be in a 69 position with him. Steve paid close attention and copied everything Matt did to his cock and balls. Both men were moaning with pleasure and making loud slurping sounds that seemed to confuse Sam the dog. Steve finally pulled Matt from his focused task.
"If you keep that up I'm going to shoot and I don't think I want to do that just yet."
"No, you don't. You have something else to do." Matt lay on his stomach, reached over to the nightstand and found lube. "They really do think of everything. Fuck me."
"Condom?"
"No. The only people who have been up my ass and with condoms have been Sam and Joe. I'll tell you the details later. Just do me." Steve hesitated. "Believe me; I go to the doctor for every thing. You won't find anyone cleaner or safer. Please."
Steve slowly worked a glob of lube into Matt's butthole. The beefy furry man was humping the bed and hot for Steve's prick. He straddled Matt's round perfect furry butt, held his cock and slowly pushed.
"Easy. This isn't something I do everyday. Oh yeah, keep it coming. Oh fuck you feel good." Steve's cock hit home. He held himself in place then slowly began pistoning Matt's ass. Matt pushed his ass up to meet the bigger man and let out low moans. Steve wrapped his arms around Matt as the two hit a quickening rhythm.
"Fuck, gotta let go."
"Don't pull out, I want you." Steve pushed deep and let his juice fill Matt's ass. He lay motionless on the hot man and shuddered. Matt felt something wet on his shoulder. "You ok?" Steve pulled out and rolled to his side. Tears stained his face.
"You don't know how long I wanted to do that with someone."
"That was your first time fucking a man?"
"Yeah actually it was." He pushed Matt onto his back, kissed him, then attacked his cock with a vengeance. A few minutes later he swallowed Matt's seed. He lay with his head on Matt's stomach and held him tightly. "Thank you."
The two men pressed their mouths together wrapped their arms around each other and let the heat of what they both wanted wash over them. Matt finally broke the moment and lay back. "So, you jacked off, gotten head, little stuff but never fucked a man?"
"Not till tonight. I played with Rick and Dom but was too intimidated to go far and well, I didn't let them fuck me. I was still terrified of what would happen if I went home and my wife figured it out."
"Huh, guess you don't have to worry about that now. And you've never been fucked?"
"Nope, I want you to do that."
"Uh man, I really do want to but you've seen my fat cock. It may take some work so why don't we save that for later?" The two men kissed. "We better get some sleep, even Sam's asleep over there on his bed."
Steve turned off the TV and lamp. "Thanks Matt and thanks for being there today."
"You're welcome."
Sam's cold nose poking against Steve's face slowly brought him around. Day light was just beginning to creep through the windows. Matt stirred in his arms as the two men unwound themselves from each other's body. Matt sighed. "What time is it?"
"About 7. I guess I better go and let Sam out to do his thing. Shit my jeans are downstairs in their bedroom, I think."
"Can you let him out the back door? The yard is really private. Oh wait, what if the alarm if on?"
"I know the code from working here. Yeah, back yard makes sense. I'll keep an eye out for our clothes." He opened the bedroom door and followed Sam who charged down the steps. Sam was bouncing from paw to paw at the front door as Steve motioned for him to follow to the back door. He turned off the alarm, opened the back door and watched Sam charge into the cold air. He peeked out to make sure the dog did not wander off and looked at the snow that had fallen the previous night. As he was leaning out a bit farther, a large hand smacked his bare butt and practically sent him sprawling out onto the back patio.
The human Sam grabbed his arm. "Oops, sorry. Guess I did that a bit harder than I had intended." He pulled Steve in and rubbed the red mark on his butt. "Mmmm, nice butt." The two men hugged and kissed. Steve held his friend close.
"Thanks for letting me and the dog stay here. You don't know how much I appreciate it."
"You're more than welcome." Sam barreled in from outside, his fur now cold from the morning air. He barked a couple of times and licked Steve's foot. "Learn that from you?"
"Uh, no." Steve blushed. He held Sam closer and felt the heat of the big man's body next to his. "Damn, Joe's a lucky man. I better get water and feed this nutty dog."
"You hugged me much longer and you'd be getting a treat for yourself. I was going to start coffee. You hungry?"
"Starved, but let's go out for breakfast. My treat, please."
"Ok, I better go wake up Joe. He was still out cold. Matt awake?"
"Yeah, he was trying to motivate himself to shower. We'll be down in a few minutes." Steve headed back up the stairs with his faithful furball following. He slipped into the shower with Matt and leant a hand soaping the man's sore butt. They managed to jack each other off in a very short amount of time then stood dripping in the bathroom as they toweled themselves down. "Damn, I forgot to look for our clothes. I got distracted."
Matt frowned. "Oh really?"
They walked back down to hunt for their clothes. Sam and Joe were holding them hostage in the bedroom and wouldn't give them back until they heard about what transpired between them. Matt unabashedly explained his getting fucked. Steve threw in that they managed to get off again in the shower a few minutes prior. Sam reluctantly gave them their clothes. The four men sat in the breakfast nook as Sam poured coffee.
"So, Steve, what are you going to do about the rest of your stuff?"
"Good question. My entire tool collection is in my workshop in this little garage at the end of our property, all my woodworking paraphernalia, you name it. That building is double locked with a deadbolt and I am the only one with a key so she can't do much about it. I need to call a lawyer first thing Monday and start the divorce process rolling before she does. She's not good with stuff like that so I am going for the attack. I don't care about furniture but would like to get the rest of my clothes and any other personal stuff before she throws it out in the snow."
"What about the house?"
"Another good question. Technically, it's mine from before we got married. Mine is the only name on the mortgage. Even her car belongs to me. She doesn't work, so it's all based on my income. I really need that lawyer."
"I'll call Bruce, technically that's what he is but he doesn't do divorce stuff. He may know someone who does." He walked into the den to place the call.
Joe scratched his head. "Well, what if we went by there after breakfast with both trucks? We could load up all your personal stuff and get it out. Although, will she let us in to the place."
"I think by law she has to let me get my stuff, but I could be wrong. She could claim that since I am now out and gay, wow, that's a big step for me, anyway, she could claim hardship. Who knows? But if you are willing to try, then yeah, I'd appreciate the support of going over there."
Sam looked into the empty coffee pot. "I let a message for Bruce, funny no answer. It's almost nine now, so by time we get breakfast, we can roll by. I say let's go to the Square." The four men took off in Sam's and Steve's trucks. The café was busy but the wait wasn't long. They chatted over a filling breakfast and worked on buoying Steve's courage. It was a short drive back to Steve's house. Matt kept up positive chatter in the truck until Steve threatened to shove his dick down his throat. He sat in the truck in the driveway for a minute before hopping out. The other three joined him and pointed to tire tracks in the snow leading away from the house.
Matt shook his shoulder. "With luck, she won't be here."
Steve took a deep breath. "Give me a minute to go in just in case." They stood in the driveway and waited. He came back to the front door in a couple of minutes and waved them in. "She's gone, I mean really gone. She left a note saying she didn't want any of my shit or anything related to my life. Her clothes are gone. As far as I can tell, she's taken what she wanted and left."
"Well. Then we need to find you a lawyer quickly and get some advice on what to do." He walked over to the sidewalk. "Hey did you notice this set of footprints. Looks like a mans, any idea?"
"No, could be anyone who might have come over to help her, father maybe? I'm going to check the answering machine. Maybe she left a nasty message."
"Where are the clothes you want?"
"I have a few things in the bedroom closet. It's all that's left in there. I'll get my work clothes downstairs. Be right back." Sam and Joe went to grab his clothes. Matt looked through the kitchen for any personal paperwork or mail he should take. They piled everything in the living room and looked for other items they thought he should move. He came back in a few minutes with a piece of paper. "This is interesting; it's a message from a man who told her this thing with me was a break for her. Now they're free to be together. He left a number for her to call. I transferred the message to my cell, just in case. You think she was seeing someone else?"
Sam sucked in a deep breath. "Who knows? But it might answer why she cleared out and doesn't seem to want the house. You still need to move quickly in case she changes her mind. We're going to put this stuff in our truck and head back. You guys can bring his work stuff. I need to call Rick. He was going to come over and train with us today. You up for a workout?"
Matt looked at Steve. "I could use a good workout, but I need some time later to get home to do a few things. How are you?" Steve shrugged. "A workout might be good to relieve some stress. I know how Rick is. Yeah, count me in. I'll go back for all my gym stuff."
Sam stopped on the way out the door. You know, you might want to set things in a certain way, sort of a booby trap, to see if she comes back and moves anything." Steve agreed.
On the way back to Sam's, Joe was mulling over all the details. "You really think she might come back and do something? Wouldn't that be stupid?"
"Maybe, but hell hath no fury like a woman with a divorce lawyer going after the husband who turns out to be gay."
Bruce had left a message with the number of a lawyer for Steve to call. A man who specialized in cases like his. He recommended he call right away and Bruce had alerted him to expect Steve's call. Sam confirmed Rick for noon. He and Joe were hauling Steve's clothes up to the guest room when Steve and Matt arrived. Steve looked more than frazzled. Matt suggested he take Sam for a little walk to calm down.
They watched them head down the street with the happy dog. "We were loading some work stuff into the truck when his cell rang. It was his father. Evidently, the bitch called them and put them through the ringer over their son being gay. They don't seem to have an issue with that but were upset that he didn't go to them to talk. His brother however, is not so understanding and he loves his brother. No word from his sister. The wife seems to be on a roll."
Joe walked over to the phone. "Where did he put that number from the answering machine?" Matt pointed to a folder of stuff on the counter. Joe dialed the number on his cell and was about to ask for her when a woman answered. He noticed a woman's name on some of the paper's and asked for Bonnie. The woman answered she was Bonnie. Joe hung up. He then went into the computer in the den and googled the number. A man's name and address came up in a run down neighborhood a few miles away. He wrote the info down and showed it to Steve when he came back. He was confused and stunned.
"This is my cousin. He and my wife had a thing when they were in high school. You think they got back together?"
Sam tapped the paper. "Something for the lawyer to check. Why don't you call this guy? In the meantime, Rick will be here in a few minutes so let's get ready to pound iron." Rick arrived in super tight sweat pants, with nothing underneath and a minimal shirt under his jacket, Dom was out on `business.' The men were into their third set of legs when Steve joined them. The two men kissed and Matt squirmed. Rick put them through an intense leg and back routine that left them tired and sore.
"You wimps. Bunch of pansy asses. Hey, as much as I would like to get naked and sweat with yunz guys in the sauna, I have a little business of my own to do now. And this dude likes me sweaty from the gym. Sammy, we have two workout times this week so be prepared to knock some weight around. You too little Joey." He pinched his ass. "Damn that's a cute ass. Yum. Matt, a pleasure and anytime would be nice cause you do look like a pleasure. Steve, sorry to hear about everything that's going down with the wife, but hopefully, she will soon be an ex. You be good." Rick pressed his sweaty body against Sam and planted one mean kiss. "Damn, if only." He took the steps two at a time and was gone.
Joe dropped to the floor and moaned. "It's like a hurricane hit me. We're working out with that insane monster twice this week?"
Sam straddled his limp body and pulled him up. "Yeppers, come on dude, time to sauna, unless you want to do the sling?"
"Sauna first." Joe stripped out of his soggy clothes. His big cock swung from side to side. "You guys want to join us?"
Matt took a deep breath. "I gotta get some stuff done at home, do you mind if I come back later?" He looked at Steve. "Do you mind?" Steve's eyes perked up. "Good, I'll be back around six." The two men kissed and Matt headed up the stairs. "Thanks for letting me borrow some workout gear, I'll bring it back."
"Don't bother washing it, we need the fantasy." Sam rolled his eyes. Joe giggled and ran to the sauna.
Sam pulled at Steve's shirt. "Come on dude, you need to relax." He helped Steve strip down then wrapped an arm around his neck and kissed him tenderly.
Steve rested his forehead against Sam's. "Thanks for being a friend and helping me. You really hardly know me."
"But I really like you, so why wouldn't I help a friend." He pulled him in to the sauna for only about 20 minutes. "I'm going to shower and call this lawyer again. He was going to check some stuff and help me plan things tomorrow afternoon."
Sam leaned against Joe in the sauna. "So what do you want to do?" Joe dropped to his knees and licked at Sam's half hard cock.
"I want to be your cumdump. I can't believe you worked out with this bigass chrome cockring on. Doesn't it hurt?"
"Sometimes. But it's such a struggle to get it on and off over my stuff that it's staying on for a while. Get to work."
Joe licked at the big sweaty balls and cock until Sam was pleasurably moaning and the big flagpole was waving back and forth in Joe's hand oozing a steady stream of precum. His head was bobbing up and down when Steve stuck his head into the sauna. "Oops. Sorry." He closed the door but Sam called him back in to the sweltering heat.
"Doesn't look like you showered yet, join us."
"Well, um, I was on the phone with the lawyer and came down to ask a question."
"So get out of those shorts and get in here." Steve peeled off his damp clothes and reentered the sauna sitting next to Sam where he patted a place on the bench. "Joe, if you don't mind." Joe pushed Steve's legs apart and attacked the carpenter's succulent balls. "You can fill us in on the lawyer stuff later, enjoy." Sam pulled him close and kissed. Steve who had straddled the fence just a day before on being in or out of the closet let himself drift into the hot threeway. Joe alternated between the two stiff pricks until Sam pulled away and slid in between the young man's sweaty legs. Steve watched somewhat flabbergasted as Sam slowly pushed his thick 12 inches into Joe's sweat slick ass. Joe responded by thrusting his ass higher and swallowing Steve's cock to the hilt. Steve worked his own nipples and was soon unloading a creamy load into Joe's mouth. Sam, with sweat dripping off his lean body, slammed deeper into Joe's gut. He fell over Steve's legs as Sam fell forward over him. "Guys, I think we better get out of here before we are totally dehydrated." Steve leaned against the outside of the wooden door and panted for breath.
"Oh fuck, ain't no way I'm going back to that bitch now. That's what the lawyer said would be a suggestion you know, separation before divorce. Nope. No way. I realize now more than ever what I wanted. That and a big glass of water."
Sam pointed at the steps. "I think we better go shower." He slid his arm over Joe's shoulders and kissed his forehead. The three men walked back upstairs but Steve begged off joining them in their shower. Sam pulled Joe into the shower with him and adjusted the hot surround spray. The two lovers took their time in lathering each other's body; Sam slid multiple fingers into Joe's still hungry hole. "You want to go again?" Joe shook his head.
"Nah, I think we better think about what to pull together for dinner. Besides, I'm not sure our always being in some phase of having sex is the best thing for Steve. He still has a bit of the deer in the headlights look." Sam reluctantly agreed even thought his cock didn't seem to and remained rather swollen. They dressed in sweats and flopped down to watch some TV in the bedroom wrapped in each other's arms.
Sam finally got up and pulled Joe into the kitchen with instructions on what to do. He went upstairs to check on Steve and found him sprawled across the bed, showered, clean and only in his underwear. Sam could tell from the red eyes that he wasn't doing well. He sat on the edge of the bed and stroked the man's forearm. Steve had received a long list of things to do and not do from the lawyer. The man thought he had a pretty quick case for divorce as long as her lawyer didn't go for separation and play up the gay angle too much. He thanked Sam for becoming his friend and sat up to hug him. Despite his calm demeanor he was trembling in Sam's arms.
Joe had pulled steaks from the freezer and was prepping salad. Promptly at six, Matt returned. Joe opened the door and Matt hustled in surrounded by a swirl of wind and snow.
"Damn, I didn't realize it was snowing. Looks nasty. Glad we decided to do dinner here."
Matt hung his coat in the hall closet and kicked off his shoes. "Yeah, the roads aren't great. Glad I came back when I did. Hope it lets up so they have time to get out and clear the roads. Could make getting to work a bit rough in the morning."
"Hmm, I prefer not to think about it. Come on in and get warm. Sam's upstairs talking to Steve. We're just doing steaks, salad, and veggies for dinner. Help yourself to something to drink." Matt dropped his duffle at the bottom of the steps.
Sam was coming down and hugged him. "Steve's a bit overwhelmed, think we may need to distract him a bit. Dinner is at 7, so why don't you go cheer him up?" He watched Matt's beefy butt in the snug black jeans head up the stirs. He walked into the kitchen to help Joe. "You know, Matt just oozes testosterone and doesn't seem to have a clue that's he's hot."
"That just makes him all the more attractive. You agree?"
"Yep, just like you buddy."
The four men had a simple dinner and relaxed with a movie. Steve and Matt excused themselves to get to bed since they both had to be at work early. Sam took the dog out for his last trip of the night. He brought him back in through the garage's side door. Sam stuck his head in to check on them. "The snow's let up so the roads should be ok for morning unless it starts again later. We wiped Sam's wet paws as the big dogged licked his face. Hey Sam, not to worry you but, I noticed footprints around the back of the house again. Whoever is checking up on this place must not have been my wife, unless she's been here spying on me. That's not likely. Looked pretty big, like a man's shoe."
"Thanks buddy, I'll keep an eye on things."
"We'll we're going up and jump on Matt. Come on pup."
Sam turned on the outside lights and looked out the sliders to the patio. Sure enough, he could see footprints leading up to the back of the house, possibly to the bathroom and bedroom windows. Whoever was checking them out no doubt got an eyeful of Sam's thick pole impaled in Joe's muscle butt. He made a note to call Officer John in the morning.
All four men were out cold by 11 PM. The long day of working out, moving Steve's belongings, sex and sauna had taken its toll. Steve and Matt were up at 5:30 to get ready for work. Sam got up to make them coffee and breakfast then went to jump on the still sleeping Joe.
The next couple of days were basically the same routine with Matt spending all his free time with Steve. Steve was working to finish another project for Sam when he wasn't on the phone with the lawyer. By Wednesday, the lawyer had informed Steve he thought he should move back into the house to reclaim it as his personal property. He had an alarm installed in lieu of changing locks to keep his soon to be ex out.
Wednesday evening he informed Sam and Joe he would be moving back home and leaving them alone in their big house. Sam the dog would be happy to be back in familiar surroundings. They were a little sad to see him leave, then Matt arrived and announced he would be spending a lot of time with Steve. Both of them had been so busy and with Christmas a few days away, they were looking for a free moment to have sex. Steve unashamedly announced he was waiting for Matt to fuck him. Sam happily announced he would have been glad to have deflowered Steve as he went to answer the door. Steve yelled he didn't think he could handle that big dick just as Sam swung the door open.
An intensely handsome man stood in the door smiling and trying not to laugh. "Hi, I'm Bob Delgado, the lawyer Steve has been talking to on the phone. We hadn't met face to face and I wanted to drop off some paperwork. But if I've come at a bad time?"
Sam openly stared at the attractive man and laughed. "Uh, no. Just a bit of humour at Steve's expense. Come in please. I'm Sam Chambers, owner of this bordello." He took the man's leather jacket only to stare again at the muscular athletic body in a snug flannel shirt. So you're a friend of Bruce Davidson's?"
"Yes, I used to work for him but went out on my own. Divorces, lawsuits, discrimination cases, all the happy stuff. Have we met? You look familiar?"
Sam checked the man's long thick legs and obvious basket in the jeans and shook his head. "I don't think so."
"Hmm, maybe if I were wearing chaps and was with my ex Andy at IML?"
"Bob and Andy. An ex? Holy shit, you used to live in Ft. Lauderdale or something now I remember. You know if you drop your jeans I probably would remember. "Nice try, but I do remember seeing you naked in the gym with Bruce. You two were quite scary with those dicks. So, you're threatening my client with that weapon?"
"No, just trying to be hospitable. Drink, to change the subject? Everyone is in the den through there."
"Uh, I'll do a double vodka rocks if you don't mind." Sam watched the tight jeans strain over the muscular butt and headed to the bar to pour vodka. Joe came over after introducing himself to Bob and groped Sam's bulging basket.
"Could I interest you in a little canasta?"
"Huh? Why would you want to play cards now?"
Joe rolled his eyes and shook his head. "And to think I'm the blond." Sam simply mouthed aha and took the vodka to their guest. He excused himself to leave Bob alone to work with Steve. Matt joined them in the kitchen.
"You know? I think I'm jealous of this lawyer dude. Did you see that body? Jeez." He leaned against Joe. "OK, I can't believe I just said that. Now I'm just embarrassed and horny." Sam put them to work prepping dinner, then walked back into the den to invite Bob.
Steve was heading upstairs to put the papers away with the stuff he was taking back to his house. "So, Bob, you and Andy are no longer together? Too bad."
"Well, not really. I mean we liked to play together then I found out he was playing all over the place and being a rather big pig. I don't mind being piggy but I like to do it as a couple. I have been dating on and off for a while but just can't get back into that whole bar thing. I met a guy who's a friend of Bruce and Steve's friends, Tom and Eric, but I don't know about this Pittsburgh to Chicago thing. I moved back from Florida cause I felt like a fish out of water. Bad pun in Florida sorry. So, know anyone?"
Sam thought for a moment. "No, sorry, I only moved back from California myself a few months ago. But we'll talk about old times over dinner."
The men amused Joe, Matt and Steve with the antics from IML, and other gay hot spots over dinner. Bob thanked him for his hospitality as he got his jacket to leave. "Hey, this weekend is Christmas and I know it's short notice, but Bruce and Steve, are coming up to stay over and Tom and Eric are here also, so if you'd like to join us, I'm sure they would like to see you. I'll give you my card." Bob thanked him and waved good night to everyone.
Sam walked back into the den. All eyes went to his crotch. His jeans were not doing a particularly good job of hiding a swollen cock. "Hey, I'm human and he's a hot man who just happens to be a lot of the things I think are attractive, just like Joey here. What? Oh for heaven's sake. I gotta get this cockring off. I sprout hardons in class when I'm lecturing." Joe sighed deeply. Sam pulled him tightly and kissed him. "But it's you who's sharing my bed."
"And on that note." Steve got up and stretched his legs. "We're spending the night back at my house, Sam's so happy to be home. Guys thanks for everything. I really appreciate your help."
"You're more than welcome." Sam hugged his carpenter buddy and squeezed. He gave a low moan. "This metal ring has got to go."
Joe groped him and again and watched as Sam's nipples went instantly hard. "Um, hmmm. So guys, don't forget we have all these people here this weekend, please feel free to come and go as you please. Or if you're busy..." He let his comment trail away.
Steve slid has arm around Matt's shoulders. "Well, there is one promise Matt still has to keep to me. We'll be working on that." Matt started to respond then stopped, not feeling it necessary to comment. Steve stepped out on the front porch then motioned to Sam. The shadow of a figure darted around the shrubs at the end of the property.
Sam took a deep breath. "Whoever it is and whatever they want seems to fall into the peeping Tom category. They don't bother anything but just seem to peek into windows. They would really have to climb up on something to see directly into the bedroom and if they see me naked in my own house, it's not my problem. Good night guys."
"Hey, I'll cruise around on the way back to my house and see if I spot anyone." Steve wandered the streets he always ran and spotted a man hurrying into a house a block or so away. He called Sam when they got home and gave him the address and suggested he look up the address on the county website.
"I'll check this out in the morning. It's nice to have a couple days off from work to do some detective work. Now where was I, mmmm, titplay. You want to go down to the playroom."
"Uhhhh, no, just work them over here, ouch. I didn't realize titplay cold get me so horny. I'm half hard all day at work from my dress shirt sliding over them. Not that that's a problem. And, fuck, at the gym it's like someone set my chest on fire. Oh daddy, yeah."
"You working all day tomorrow?"
"Nope, just a half. Bruce and Steve are giving us a nice long weekend.
"Well, the cleaning people will be here in the morning, furniture is being delivered in the late morning, we can hit the gym after lunch and then...."
"Then what?"
"Then I hang you in the playroom and really work those nips." Sam slipped his tongue into Joe's hot mouth and held him tightly.
Steve looked deeply into Matt's eyes. "OK. I think I'm ready for this. Should I lie on my back or on my stomach?"
"Mmmm, buddy, on your knees first. I have to do something I been wanting to do for awhile now."
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