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Starting Again  Chapter  3                            By _lennoxbear@aol.com_ 
(mailto:lennoxbear@aol.com) 
 
Sam leaned against the kitchen counter and chuckled.  He thought about  how 
in all the years in San Francisco, he had never been offered a blowjob by a  
home inspector in a vacant house.  Well, there's a first time for  everything.
 
Chip dropped to his knees and fondled the big man's basket.  "So what  do ya 
say?  Looks like you're packing a pretty substantial piece of  meat."
 
"Shouldn't the realtor be here?"
 
"He had to go back to his office to get a list of things the buyers wanted  
to have inspected.  My partner went with him."
 
"So they'll be coming back soon?"
 
"Um. Maybe another 20 minutes.  I bet I can get you off in less than  that."  
Sam just raised his eyebrows.
 
"Pretty sure of yourself. Aren't you?  But won't the realtor just come  
waltzing in here?"
 
"Nope, he left the key right there.  The front door is locked, so  they'll 
have to ring the bell.  I swallow, you zip up, Bada boom bada  bing?"
 
Sam smiled hesitantly.  "Yeah right.  Ok buddy, the challenge is  on."  He 
unzipped his jeans and pushed them down.  The meaty cock  flopped out over the 
big balls.
 
"Oh baby, come to papa.  No pun intended."  Chip wrapped his hand  around the 
soft shaft and started to lick.  Sam leaned back and  sighed.  Damn, the man 
was good.  In a couple of minutes Chip was  swallowing the big stiff shaft. He 
was drooling non-stop making the blowjob one  of the most sensuous Sam had 
ever had. "Damn, this is the biggest prick I've had  in ages."  Chip's head 
bobbed up and down in front of Sam.  Fifteen  minutes later Sam felt his nuts 
tightening and a huge load shot down Chip's  eager throat. Chip fell back onto his 
ass on the floor. His prick was throbbing  in his work pants.  "Man, I worked 
hard for that.  You got one  bee-ute-if -ful dick Sam.  I hope I get to do 
that again.  I hope you  hire me too.  I'm even better at home inspection."
 
"I guess we'll have to compare again later."  Sam reached down, helped  up 
the smaller athletic man and hugged him.  He groped the man's hard cock  in his 
pants.  "You ok?"
 
"Oh yeah." Chip breathed in the big man's scent.  "My partner's gonna  get 
fucked within an inch of his life later.  Here's my card.  Give me  a call if 
you want to schedule a time for that inspection, or if you just want  to face 
fuck me again."
 
The doorbell rang just then and Sam checked the zipper in his jeans.   "All 
clear."  He followed Chip to the front door and introduced himself to  the 
other realtor as the guy putting in an offer on the house down the street on  the 
corner.  The realtor smiled and said it would be nice to have both  houses off 
the market, although, few go on the market in this neighbourhood and  when 
they do, they sell quickly.  He felt sure Sam would like it here. As  Sam pulled 
back out onto the main road, he saw the beefy jogger heading down the  hill 
away from him. Yeah, he was sure he would like it too.
 
He headed back to the highway and thought about Matt and dinner  later.  He 
swung the big Ford back toward the grocery store and sauntered  in.  A hot 
homemade dinner for a hot man would do the trick.  Sam  pushed the shopping cart 
around the produce section and heard a friendly voice  behind him.
 
"So, I trust you are getting more accustomed to the store." Sam turned to  
find Joe smiling back at him.  The young blond was looking even better in a  
snug dress shirt and tie and an equally snug pair of jeans.
 
"Yeah, getting there.  I'm putting in an offer on a house not far from  here, 
so I guess I better learn the store."
 
"Congratulations.  Always happy to gain a new customer, especially a  fellow 
gymrat."
 
Sam laughed.  "I'm going to have to find a gym out here."
 
"Well, there's one not five minutes away, nicely equipped.  Could use  a few 
more free weights. But clean and most people are friendly.  Be nice  to have 
someone around to provide me with some pointers.  Called the Muscle  Bank.  
Can't miss it, right up on the boulevard."
 
"I'll check it out Joe. Thanks."  He offered his hand to the young man  and 
got a big smile in return.  He watched Joe head down another aisle with  his 
clipboard and licked his lips at the sight of the round muscular butt.   Damn, a 
few minutes after a hot blowjob and he was already horny again.   Matt had 
better be hungry. He loaded his bags into his truck, settled in and  paused.  
"Good grief, I'm becoming a suburbanite."
 
He spent the afternoon straightening up the apartment, organizing things  for 
work next week and preparing dinner.  No sooner had he finished drying  off 
from a shower than the doorbell rang promptly at six.  He wrapped his  towel 
around his waist and looked out the window.  Matt was happily  standing in the 
street waving up.  He buzzed him in and met him at the  door.  As they hugged, 
Matt pulled off Sam's towel.  "Hey, no desserts  until you finish dinner."
 
"You cooked?  Wow, I'm honoured."
 
"Nothing special.  Lasagna, salad, veggies, bread. Oooo, shit, better  check 
on temps, this oven is weird.  Hang your coat in the closet  there.  How was 
your day?"
 
"Oh, the boys kept me busy.  I'm sort of glad we're eating in, it'll  be nice 
to relax."  Matt walked in to the kitchen as a naked Sam closed the  over 
door.  "Uh, won't your neighbours see you?"
 
"Yeah right, two gay guys who watch me every naked move.  Figure they  
deserve a show."
 
"Oh well, in that case."  Matt slid his arms around Sam and kissed  him.  
"Hope they like that."
 
"Oh I'm sure they do.  You want something to drink?  Beer,  liquor, wine?  
I'm having red wine."  Matt said he'd have one as Sam  continued to work in the 
kitchen and flash his neighbours.  "I need to use  the bathroom."
 
"There's a powder room off of the living room and the other bath is through  
the bedroom down the hall.  Make yourself at home."
 
Sam was standing in the living room sipping wine when Matt came out of the  
bedroom.
 
"This is a great apartment, lots of space."
 
"Yeah.  I'm not sure what the university is paying for it so I better  hope 
my house purchase goes through quickly."
 
"I'll keep my fingers crossed. Hey, I couldn't help but notice all the  
leather stuff in the closet.  You into that stuff?"
 
Sam shrugged. "Maybe, does that scare you?"
 
"I don't know, never did anything involving leather, so to speak.  I  love 
the look but I don't think I am in to pain."
 
"Well, there are lots of things one can do in the leather mode that doesn't  
involve a lot of pain."
 
"That's reassuring."  
 
"Make yourself comfortable.  I'm going to go get dressed."  Matt  shot him a 
disappointed look. "Aw don't start.  Help yourself to more wine,  be right 
back."  Matt settled on the sofa and browsed through a copy of the  Advocate.  A 
few minutes later Sam returned from the bedroom.  Matt  looked up and stopped 
in mid sip.  Sam stood before him in chaps, jock,  boots, full harness, 
armbands and biker hat.  Matt's mouth dropped  open.  "Well, you like?"
 
"Wow.  You are, wow."  He struggled to his feet.
 
"But do you like leather?"  Sam reached down and felt Matt's hard fat  cock.  
"Guess so."  Matt just stared.  "Say something."
 
"Uhhhhh."  Sam pulled him close and pressed their lips together.   He could 
feel Matt's heart pounding.
 
"Try this on." He unbuttoned Matt's flannel shirt and pushed it off.   "Here."
 
Matt looked at the leather shirt and blinked.  "It's a leather cop's  shirt?"
 
"Yeah, I bet you'll look hot in it."  He pulled Matt into the bedroom  
slipped a black cop's hat on him and stood him in front of the mirror.   Matt ran 
his hands over his thick leather covered pecs.  "Man, you look  fucking hot.  
Wish my pants would fit you, but they'd be too long.   You'd get a lot of 
attention in a leather bar.  You've got the look."
 
"I think I'm gonna cum."
 
Sam dropped to his knees, undid Matt's jeans, pulled back his underwear and  
swallowed the pulsing fat prick.  Within seconds Matt unloaded down Sam's  
throat.  "Mmm, a little appetizer before dinner."  Matt just  trembled.  "Buddy, 
say something."
 
"Wow."  Sam helped him get dressed, slid his arm around him and walked  him 
back out to the kitchen.  "We're going to eat dinner dressed like  this?"
 
"You bet. Sit down."  Sam played leather waiter for Matt all through  dinner 
as the two men babbled about their jobs.  Matt was working on his  Master's at 
one of the other universities in town and hoping he could find a job  in town 
when he was finished. He couldn't bear being away from his boys.   Sam talked 
about needing to plan the move if the house purchase went through,  getting 
the rest of his stuff out of storage, needing to find a doctor and  dentist and 
a place to get a good flattop.  He loaded everything into the  dishwasher as 
Matt undid his jeans after the super dinner.
 
"That was super.  Wish I could cook like that, my boys would be much  
happier."
 
"So you want to relax on the sofa in the living room or watch some TV in  the 
bedroom?"
 
"Bedroom."
 
"Good choice, bring the, um second bottle of wine."  Matt followed Sam  to 
the bedroom as he closed the drapes.  "The neighbours really don't have  to see 
everything."  He unbuttoned the leather cop shirt and slid it back  off Matt's 
shoulders.  His shoes, socks, jean and underwear followed.   Sam was about to 
pull off his leathers but Matt stopped him and pulled him on to  the bed.
 
"I want to feel the leather against my skin."
 
"I was hoping you would."  Matt felt the cold of the leather harness  against 
his chest as Sam brought them together and held a very long kiss.   Matt felt 
like he was in a video between the wine and the warm kissing. Sam's  hands 
were everywhere on his chest.  His nipples were sore from the night  before but 
now all he wanted the big man to do was suck, bite and pinch them  more.  He 
slid down to take the red fat prick into his mouth as his hands  continued to 
torment Matt's nips.  Matt thrashed and held Sam's head on his  cock.  Sam 
stopped, got up, retrieved something from the closet and  proceeded to tie Matt's 
hands to the headboard.  Sam playfully squeezed  Matt's balls.  "If you want 
me to untie them I will."
 
"No sir."  Sam went back to work on the big prick, stopping to wrap a  Velcro 
cock ring around the base as Matt moaned.  He whimpered as he felt  his legs 
being lifted in to the air and Sam push his tongue into his warm butt  hole.  
He was glad he had remembered his hygiene lessons again.   Within minutes he 
was begging Sam to fuck him.  He held his legs in place  as Sam slid a condom 
over his dick.  Sam worked Matt's eager hungry hole  with lube and a finger, 
then two then three.  He steadied Matt's legs on  his shoulders and slowly 
pushed until the full 12 inches was buried to the balls  and then held it.
 
"You OK?"  Matt trembled but shook his head yes.  "Good."   He pushed Matt's 
legs back further until he could get his arms around him then  slowly began to 
rock Matt with a deep fucking motion.  He pressed his lips  to the moaning 
man and kissed.  Matt was practically crying in need.   The two men rutted in 
heat until Sam was sure the people in the apartment below  would be calling to 
complain.  He knew he was beating Matt's prostrate into  submission and waited 
until he felt the moaning and breathing were a signal Matt  was about to 
explode.  He stopped and slowly pulled back.
 
"No, don't stop. Please Sam, sir, don't.....holy fuck, don't stop.  Oh  shit. 
 Matt trembled but fought off shooting his load.  Sam lowered  his legs and 
rubbed them. He slowly untied his wrists.  Matt's cock was  bouncing up and 
down off his stomach with the pounding of his heart.
 
"You're ready."
 
Matt whimpered. "Ready?"  His stomach was covered in free flowing  pre-cum.
 
"You want to fuck me?  Now is the time."  He helped Matt up and  hugged him 
close.  "But what do you think you need to do to get my ass in  the mood?"  
 
"On your knees on the bed Sam."  Sam smiled.  Matt ran his hands  over the 
warm leather of the chaps and traced the outline of the harness on the  big 
man's wide back.  His finger running over the hot pucker of Sam's hole  told him 
he was correct in his assumption.  He knelt and gave the throbbing  hole a long 
tongue bath. It was sweet and clean and smelled of the hottest man  he had 
met in his short time out of the closet.  Sam sighed. 
 
"The jock unsnaps so the strap won't be in the way."  Matt never  stopped the 
tongue bath but played his fingers along the hot skin and strap  until it 
fell away.  As the jock fell something snapped in Matt.  He  drove his tongue 
passionately deep into Sam.  "I need a condom."
 
"No, just lube me.  When you're close just pull out.  I want us  to get off 
together."  Matt lubed his fat, angry red cock and Sam's  quivering hole.  Sam 
moved forward so he could balance off the  headboard.  Matt pushed in as Sam 
pushed back.  "Oh god you feel  hot."  Matt bit Sam's delts as his balls 
settled against the beefy  ass.  He held onto the harness and slammed away at Sam.  
His other  hand found it's way around to the big man's swollen nip and rolled 
it hard  between his fingers.
 
"That'll make me cum."  Matt reluctantly let go of the big man's  nip.  He 
wrapped both hands in the lowest strap of the harness and leaned  back.  Sam 
moaned with each hard hit.  He glanced over and realized he  could see their 
reflection in the mirror on the back of the closet door. His  hard cock was 
bobbing up and down with every move Matt made.  He could feel  his temperature raise 
in the warm leathers as he watched the fuck play out in  the mirror. Matt's 
chest was flexing with each thrust.  Sam's ball's  flailed from side to side. 
 
"Damn. Sam. Well, I'm close....gotta, fucking pull out, god that ass is  
incredible."
 
"Hold it fucker."  Sam felt the fat prick slide out and leave his hole  
feeling empty.  He fell to his back and pulled Matt to his side.  A  huge bicep 
wrapped around Matt's neck as Sam's pushed his tongue to the back of  Matt's 
throat.  He grabbed the fat hard cock and jacked his friend.   Matt pushed back at 
Sam and grabbed at the marble hard cock.  He moaned  when he felt the heat of 
the fleshy spike.  The two men convulsed in unison  as streams of thick cum 
shot over their chests.  Sam held them in a deep  kiss as Matt struggled for 
breath.  He shot another volley of hot spunk as  they broke the kiss.
 
"Holy fucking shit.  I've never been that hot."  He gasped for  breath and 
marveled as Sam's cock continued to ooze cum.  "I think you're  faucet's broken."
 
"Nah, But it only does that when I find a really, really hot fucking  man.  
You throw a man for a pretty good fuck for someone who hasn't been  out very 
long."
 
"Well, my dick can't compare to the horse cock you have so I have to make  up 
for it in power. So working the tits makes you come?"
 
"Oh fuck yeah.  If a guy really knows how to work my chest, I can  shoot 
without anyone touching my dick.  "We need to get cleaned up and I  need to get 
out of the leather.  I'm roasting."  Matt's eyes opened as  he tweaked a hairy 
nip.  "No buddy, not sex. I actually have dessert.   And then maybe we'll fuck 
again."  He let Matt help him out of the tight  leather.  "You'd look great in 
full leather."
 
"Wow, I don't know. I sweat thinking about it."  The two men showered  and 
played in the hot water then Matt stretched out on the big bed waiting for  Sam 
to bring in heaping plates of tiramisu.  "Gee, gonna need to do an  extra run 
to work this off."  Sam smiled shyly.  "Or fuck  again."
 
The two men relaxed in each other's arms and half watched a movie.   Sam 
showed him pics of his friends from San Francisco.
 
"I can't believe you came back to Pittsburgh, bought a house in the suburbs  
and don't have a lover trailing after you."  
 
"Well, the last guy I really went with was more interested in parties and  
drugs.  I'm just not that way.  I want one person on whom I can focus  my 
attention.  I don't get much out of big parties and, well, I have never  been into 
any drug scene.  Although, I wouldn't mind a round of roids to  get bigger."
 
"Mmmm, bigger.  Yeah I hear ya.  I haven't been out long, only  about two 
years, Don't go out cause I work and I have to finish my  Master's.  So with 
work, the kids and school, I don't think I can be fair  to a man in a 
relationship.  Meeting someone like you makes me want that  though.  I hope you'll let me 
be with you once in a while.  I, well,  could really get to liking this."
 
"I don't want to be unfair to anyone either.  Work is about to get  busy.  
Then, I'm buying this house.  All time killers.  And yeah,  I'd like to see you 
when I can. You need to call me at my private work number  when you can get 
away.  No pressure."  Sam reached over to the  nightstand and pulled out a card. 
 A loud clunk hit the floor and rattled  around.
 
"What was that?"
 
"My, um, PA?"  He picked it up and showed Matt.
 
"Holy crap. You're dick is pierced?  Damn, that's hot. Put it  in.  Anything 
else."  Sam pulled out two more thick rings for his  nipples. "Damn, I thought 
they might be.  Why aren't you wearing  them?"
 
"I take them out when I have business like the real estate thing.  Who  knew 
that I'd be crossing paths with gay home inspectors and so many hot  people."  
He laughed at Matt's quizzical look.  "I'll have to explain  that to you.  I 
admit though, I do wear them at work.  Find it really  erotic.  So far no one 
at the university's gym has reacted."
 
"I'm reacting."  Matt squeezed the long cock and thumbed the PA.   "Oh man."  
They managed to get off twice more before collapsing into a deep  sleep.  
Matt was openly depressed Sunday morning when the light woke them  up.  "I'd 
really like to stay in bed with you all day, but I need to spend  time with the 
kids and do some work for class.  And then back to work  tomorrow.  I take the 
kids to breakfast Sunday morning. You want to come  along?"
 
"What would the ex say?
 
"She'd freak."
 
"No, better not to do that to the kids.  I'm here if you want to call  later. 
Just gonna relax and get caught up on some things.  Matt showered  and 
dressed as Sam made coffee.  The two men quietly nuzzled and kissed  obviously not 
wanting to say goodbye.  "Matt, you're welcome here anytime  and if you can get 
away for another football game, you can join Dave and me any  Friday.  No 
pressure."
 
"Thanks, I'll do whatever I can to keep in touch.  Don't get pissed if  it 
can't be for a week or two." Sam smiled.  He walked Matt to his car,  watched 
him drive away and slowly sauntered back to his building.  His dick  was 
semi-hard and pushing at the front of his sweats when he picked up his  Sunday papers 
and headed back upstairs.  The time he had with Matt only  served to remind 
him of the emptiness in his life and how much he wanted someone  to share it.  
Calls from his brother and parents failed to shake his low  mood.  He took a 
long hot shower letting the warm water wash over his  swollen butthole Matt had 
worked over so well.
 
Monday was bright and clear with a cool breeze swirling down the  street.  He 
walked across campus and threw himself into his classes and  work.  Matt's 
phone calls only made him feel lonelier.  The two men  could find little time to 
get together.  His realtor called and a few  counter offers later found him 
signing the paper on the new house.  Closing  was a week away.  He could 
finally plan to get his belonging out of storage  and move forward with his life.
 
It had been three weeks since the Sam spent a weekend with Matt.  Matt  
didn't think he could gat away for at least another week.  Sam filled his  time 
with work, moving plans for the house, keeping tabs on his parents and  brother 
and lots of hours at the gym.  He had finally tracked down friends  who lived 
north of Pittsburgh and hoped to hook up with them in another  week.  They gave 
him a lead on a doctor who could help him with his workout  needs.  Chip was 
practically in a frenzy to suck him of the day of the home  inspection.  The 
man had noticed changes in Sam from the many hours of  lifting.  But the 
realtor was not about to leave them alone long enough to  make Chip happy.  
 
The day of the inspection was cold and rainy which worked well for checking  
any water problems in the house and the heating system.  Sam dressed in a  
sweatshirt and jeans, both of which hugged his body.  Chip was practically  
whimpering.  He watched Sam run out to the pickup to get info for the  realtor and 
wiped drool from his mouth.   Sam rummaged in his  briefcase to find the bank 
statements.  Steve jogged up with his German  Shepherd.
 
"You got the house?" Sam nodded.  "Super, need a carpenter?  Or  pool boy?"
 
The thought of Steve in speedos cleaning the pool slightly distracted  Sam.  
"Um maybe.  The closing is next Friday, so then I can get  started on some 
projects.  I'll be here bright and early Saturday if you  want to jog by."
 
"I'll do that.  Welcome to the neighbourhood.  Hey, gotta keep  moving.  This 
weather sucks but it ain't snow, thank heaven.  I'll be  in touch."  Sam 
watched the beefy butt move down the street.  He  turned to head back in and 
adjusted his dick.  Upstairs, Chip bit his lower  lip.  Thirty minutes later, all 
was wrapped up and they all prepared to  leave.  Chip was doing everything he 
could to make it happen but Sam as  horny as he was, wasn't in the mood for 
just a blowjob.
 
The realtor gave him his final assignments for the week to be ready for  
Friday's closing and drove off.  Sam took another look at his new house  from the 
drive way and felt a new warmth take over.  He was finally  settling in to his 
new life.  Starting again was turning out to be easier  than he thought, at 
least on some levels.  He decided it was time to check  out the gym Joe had 
mentioned to him and headed east.
 
The girl at the front deck obviously liked what she saw as he signed a  
release to tryout the place.  She admired the denim-covered butt and wide  
shoulders as he walked away to the locker room.  Sam was happy to find the  locker 
room clean and neat.  He changed into workout gear.  His tight  shorts didn't 
exactly hide the big dick with the thick PA and his pierced nips  were just as 
visible behind even a baggy T-shirt.
 
The workout space was neatly arranged as he walked the perimeter and pulled  
on his gloves.  Not too busy for a Saturday afternoon.  He found a  quiet 
corner to do some stretching and warming up and decide what he wanted to  try out 
here.  He sprawled out on the floor and bent forward. He made a  quick 
adjustment to his basket to keep from crushing his nuts.
 
"Hey, glad to see you took me up on my recommendation to try this  place?"  
Sam looked up into Joe's smiling face.  The young blond was  dressed in similar 
tight hotshorts and the very tiny remains of a string  tank.  Sam felt his 
nuts churn.  Joe held out his hand. "Joe, from the  grocery store."
 
"Yeah, I remember.  So far I like what I see.  Thought I'd try a  leg 
workout, that's my heaviest regime."
 
"Well, the leg stuff is over there. Good equipment."  Sam swallowed  hard at 
the round beefy butt in the shorts.  "Hey, I was going to do legs  too, mind 
if I workout with you?  The place never gets all that crowded  except like 
prime time on weekdays, so it's hard to find someone to spot me on  weekends."
 
"No, sounds good to me.  I'd enjoy the company."  Joe held out  his hand to 
help Sam up from the floor.  "Wow, you're like really  ripped.  The muscleheads 
here will be keeping an eye on you, competition,  ya know?"
 
"We'll see about that.  Show me the way Joe."  The two men worked  heavy leg 
sets for the next two hours, interspersed with some time on treadmills  to 
work down.  "Hey thanks, Joe, that was the best leg routine I've done  since 
moving back here.  Glad I ran into you."
 
"Yeah, me to.  I appreciate the inspiration. Gets me psyched for a  date 
tonight."
 
Sam sucked in his breath and thought about Joe slamming it to some lucky  
chick.  The two sweaty men headed for the locker room and showers.   Their 
lockers were practically on top of each other.  Sam felt his nuts  start to ache as 
he watched Joe slip off what little he was wearing.  The  guy was picture 
perfect.  And that smile.   Sam sighed. Why did  he also have to be so nice?  Some 
girl was really, really lucky.  Sam  slipped off his sweat soaked shirt and 
leaned over to untie his shoes.   When he stood up, Joe was standing patiently 
shaking out his shorts. Sam caught  him glance at his pierced nips.
 
"The showers are clean, but hot water can be scarce weekday evenings. Not  so 
bad in the summer when people just workout and go home without  showering."  
Sam chuckled.
 
"Yeah, seems to be a curse at most gyms?  Do they have a steam or  sauna?"
 
"Both.  I don't generally do them, very few people do for some  reason."
 
Sam pried off his tight shorts and dropped his jock.  His thick horse  cock 
swung out free over the big balls and flopped to one side half erect.   The 
shiny ring pulled the big head down to one side.
 
"Hmm, well whadya know?"  Joe turned to face Sam.  Sam looked  down at Joe's 
ample and pierced cock.  "Don't see too many people around  here with 
piercings."
 
"It was pretty common in California."  Sam dropped his clothes into  the 
locker and reached for his towel and soap.  Joe moved a bit closer and  lowered 
his voice.
 
"Yeah, they're fun, especially if you hook them together."  He  searched 
Sam's eyes.
 
"Really, you don't say."
 
Comments - Suggestions?     _Lennoxbear@aol.com_ (mailto:Lennoxbear@aol.com) 
Jan  2006
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