Hey guys. Sorry this chapter has taken a while but I've been really busy with stuff. I hope it is worth the wait though. Enjoy!
*********** PART 3
The next couple of weeks flew by after that incident at his house. Constantly I thought about him, day and night. I now had something else to jerk off to and I just wished I'd have gone further with him, even if it was just to see what could happen and how far he would take it. But still I really wasn't sure where our friendship would go, and whether or not he wanted something more between us. Hell, I still didn't even know if he was gay, so that following Monday I really needed to get him to be honest and upfront with me.
As I sat down on the chair with my morning cup of coffee chatting away with him, I plainly asked,
"Are you gay Sam?" I kept a straight face and our eyes met. His surprised face slowly turned into a mighty grin and I hoped it meant what I thought it did.
"No I'm Bi Jake. I like women, I like men, and I definitely like you. Does that answer your question?"
God did I blush. In fact I felt my whole body turn beetroot. I felt a twitch in my groin and I knew it was gonna be difficult for me to think of anything else other than what I wanted to do to him right there and then.
"Oh…hmmm…well…err…let's just get the job what I came here for done eh?" I stuttered in reply. Fuck, why do I have to sound like such a nerd? Not like I've never done this before. He's bound to think I'm a geek. I nearly slapped myself.
"You're cute when you blush." He replied. Well guess what I did? Yes, I only blushed more. I swear my face could have blown up with embarrassment. He chuckled at my response.
So, after that incident things went back to normal, well apart from the flirting, touching, stroking and rubbing of his legs and way up into his thigh and shorts. It was seriously beginning to get difficult trying to keep professional.
Fuck it was frustrating. I so wanted him, and he wanted me. His throbbing hard-on was straining to get out of his shorts as I knelt in front of him. I could clearly see the outline of his cock and balls. I think he was leaking just as much as I was. I didn't try to hide myself and he smiled that gorgeous smile of his when he noticed it. He even licked his lips just to try and seduce me into submitting to him, and believe me I nearly did numerous times. We both knew that nobody would ever find out if we did do anything, but it still felt wrong, and the thought that someone could walk in, put me right off. I didn't want him to think I was a slut who did this sort of thing all the time, and someone who would go with anyone available. No, I wouldn't and couldn't let myself go. I would just have to put it off, think of something else.
The other problem was, that after a few weeks went by, his leg started to improve and I had to invite my boss to come with me on one of my visits to check on his improvement. It turns out that I didn't need to see him twice a week, only once on a Monday. I was gutted, and so was he. But, I decided that maybe it would help things, maybe I could be more professional with my work. The last few weeks had been a challenge; especially as my feelings for him had grown. I knew that I'd have to keep a check on them, so they don't get out of hand. The last thing I need to do was start falling for him.
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It was one of the Monday's again a week after my visit with the boss, and something came up so I told him that I would be there at an earlier time than usual. I turned up on his doorstep and knocked as I opened it. But something was different, the door was locked. I thought it was strange, even his curtains were closed. Surely he was awake and remembered the time we'd arranged.
I knocked louder, hoping he would come to the door. Suddenly a light flicked on and a shadow appeared through the glass in the door. It opened and stood there was another guy almost naked.
I was quite shocked at the site and let out a little gasp. I didn't know how long I stood there open mouthed but I knew I must have looked a bit dumb. How could he sleep with another man? Why would he do this? All these thoughts were going through my mind. Then I realised that I wasn't HIS. He could do what he wanted, I didn't own him. 'Maybe he's just a friend' I thought. Suddenly the sound of his deep voice brought me back to reality.
"Hi, you must be Jake, Sam's nurse, don't just stand there looking like you've seen a ghost, come in." He said, moving out of my way. I shut my mouth, and felt little embarrassed. "Sorry the door wasn't open, we had a rough night. Must have forgotten you were coming so early. He's in there slumped in the chair. Go wake him up will ya."
I smiled back at him, said hello back and stepped inside. I brushed his huge, smooth, toned, hairless chest as I passed him. He was hot! Stood about 6 ft, had shaved blond hair, and blue eyes to match his cute face. This was going to be more difficult than usual. My cock sprang to life yet again. I was such a horny bastard and desperate for some action. I hoped he didn't notice. He had a tiny black pair of briefs on that left nothing to the imagination. His legs were like tree trunks. I figured he must play some sport or be some sort of athlete. 'Hmmm wonder if he's a man's man?' I thought.
I walked into the lounge to find a complete mess. The room looked like a bomb had hit it. Beer cans and pizza boxes were everywhere. A few videos laid out near the TV, probably sport or porn or both. The room was dark and musty, and smelled like there had been no fresh air in it for weeks.
Gorgeous Sam was sprawled in a heap on the chair, looking as beautiful as always. There was another guy asleep on the floor, no doubt passed out, while another was on the couch just waking up. They were all pretty nice looking, and it didn't help my ‘problem' one bit considering they all just had nearly nothing on.
After having a good look at the three hunky men I coughed loud and the guy who answered the door came up behind me and shouted out.
"WAKE UP LADS WE HAVE A VISITOR. MAKE YOURSELVES DECENT."
I jumped up. Did he have to be so loud? How anyone could have so much energy in the morning after just waking up, I have no idea.
The guy on the couch shot up and looked at me and smiled. I smiled back and waited for them to move. Then the same guy got up and opened the curtains to let the sun shine through. This woke up Sam and he rubbed his eyes to get used to the sudden light. God he looked so sexy and innocent, the way the light shone on his perfect body. It sounds like something out of a film, but he really could have been at that moment. His hair was all ruffled up and his morning stubble looked so hot. He was just sat there in his shorts and t-shirt as usual. My heart and cock twitched with excitment. He had such an effect on me at that moment, that it was then I knew I loved him and couldn't keep denying it from myself.
Sam stared straight into my eyes, and smiled. I grinned back. I so wanted to kiss him right then.
"Hey piss head, you forgot about me?" I asked. Sam laughed at my comment.
"Sorry Jake, guess we had a little too much to drink last night. What time is it by the way?" He asked me still half asleep. I answered him that it was 10 am. "Oh shit sorry buddy. Listen, give us 10 minutes and I'll be back showered and shaved." He started to sit up. "Fuck my head!" He complained. I laughed.
"Well, how much did you have? I'm not surprised you have a headache with the amount of empty cans around here. Forget the shower; I can deal with your smelly ass just the way it is. Get some tablets for that head and I will sort this leg out while you relax."
