I woke the next morning to Mo licking my face and Sam’s morning wood against my ass. Shit, I sure could get used to this. Sam stirred, I turned and gave him a big kiss, apparently Mo was the jealous type and jumped between us, lapping at both of us. We got out of bed and Sam took Mo out to the back yard that his apartment building had fenced for pets. Mo ran around with a couple of his friends as Sam came back in. He made us a pot of coffee, we kissed while we waited for the coffee maker to finish.
Sam smiled at me, “so, another workout Wednesday after work?”
I gave him a peck on the lips, “of course.”
He poured us some coffee and we drank it staring at each other like a couple of lovesick teenagers.
I noticed the time and said, “I need to get going or I’ll be late for work.”
He looked at the clock, “yeah me too.” He went to let Mo back in. We exchanged phone numbers, and I headed home to get ready for work.
I got to the bank, I was walking on air. I must have had a stupid smile on my face because Joan followed me into my office. Joan was actually the first real friend I made when I moved back to town, she sort of became my surrogate mother. She had a son that was close to my age, and she introduced us, and he invited me out with his friends. I was sure to let them both know that I was gay and, Matt, Joan’s son, was fine with that and he already had girlfriend, they are still together. He quickly introduced me and Nick to their other friends. I am still part of their friend group, they helped me get over Nick when he left.
Joan stood in my door, “somebody is in a good mood, come on spill it, what’s going on?”
My grin widened, “I worked out last night, and I’m just in a good mood.”
She sat in the chair by my desk, “oh no you don’t, something else is going on.”
I smirked, “oh, did I forget to say I worked out with Sam.”
Her eyes got big, “do you mean, deposit every other Friday, drop dead gorgeous Sam?”
I nodded, “yep.”
She leaned in, “so what happened?”
I sat back in my chair, “we worked out, he suggested we go get a beer and I woke up this morning between him and his dog, Mo.”
She gasped, “oh my God Gabe, are you kidding me?”
I said, “no, he really does have a dog named Mo.”
She rolled her eyes, “that’s not what I meant.”
I laughed, “I know, he is great, he’s so nice and genuine, he was so easy to talk to. I just hope I don’t screw things up with him.”
She smiled, “Gabe, I’m so happy for you, he sounds wonderful. Just be yourself and you won’t screw it up.”
I sighed, “thanks Joan.”
She asked, “so when are you going to see him again?”
“We are going to meet at the gym Wednesday, I hope I can control my urge to not call or text him before then. I don’t want to seem too needy.” I told her.
She smiled, “relax, just enjoy the ride, you’ll be fine.”
I thanked her as she left my office. I went to work, trying to concentrate on my tasks. The day went surprisingly fast, and it was about an hour before quitting time. I nearly jumped out of my skin when my phone alerted me to a text. My heart skipped a beat as I looked at my screen, yes, it was Sam.
“I know we are going to the gym tomorrow, but do you want to do something tonight?”
Yes, yes, I do want to do something tonight. I stared at the screen, slow down Gabe, you don’t want to be too anxious, I waited a minute.
I texted back, “sure, what do you have in mind?”
He sent back, “maybe we get something to eat and grab a beer?”
I thought a moment, “sounds good, how about I stop and grab a couple of steaks and we can grill them at me place?”
A minute later, “perfect, I would love that.”
I sent him my address, and one last message, “oh, and bring Mo.”
He sent me a smiley face and a thumbs up emoji.
I finished my work and was rushing out the door, Joan followed me out, “you seem in a hurry, do you have plans tonight?”
I grinned, “yep, Sam texted me, he’s coming over for supper.”
She smiled, “have a good night.”
I stopped at the grocery store and picked out a couple steaks, grabbed things to make a salad and a 12-pack of beer. I changed into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt as soon as I got home. I started the grill and cut the lettuce and veggies up for the salad. Just as I was finishing the salad up, my doorbell rang. I opened the door and Mo jumped up on me and licked my face. He then took off to explore my house.
Sam leaned in and gave me a kiss, “I stopped and got us some cupcakes for dessert.”
I smiled, “perfect, I didn’t even think about desert.”
I took his hand and led him into my house, gave him a quick tour and pulled him in for another kiss.
He said, “I’m sorry I couldn’t wait until tomorrow night to see you, I hope that is ok.”
I smiled, “yes it more than ok, I wanted to call you all day too, but I didn’t want to seem too needy.”
He laughed, “ok fine, I’ll be the needy one.”
I kissed him, “how about we both needy from now on.”
Mo came running back into the room, I stood, “hey, I have a big, fenced backyard, is it ok if he comes outside with us, the grill should be ready for the steaks.”
Sam said, “sure, lead the way.”
Mo ran and explored every inch of the yard as Sam and I grilled and drank a beer. We shared more about our jobs and friends, I was telling him about my friends and about how much fun we had last weekend at the concert. He told me about his friends and said that one of them was having a party this coming weekend to celebrate his wife’s birthday.
He said, “hey, would you like to go with me?”
My heart swelled, “sure, I would be happy to meet your friends.”
He smiled, “awesome, they will love you.”
We pulled the steaks off the grill and went in to eat, both of us slipping Mo pieces of meat from our plate. We talked about our past, I told him everything about growing up and my high school and college years. He was so interested and asked all sorts of questions, after we had finished eating and had moved to the couch, I suddenly felt I had been monopolizing the conversation.
I said, “I’m sorry, I have been talking nonstop, you are probably bored to death.”
He smiled, “not at all, I love hearing about your past.”
“Well, tell me about you then, I want to know everything about you too.”
He started telling me about his life, but he only went back about five years, to when he moved here. When I would question him about things in Philadelphia, he would change the subject.
He said, “I don’t like talking about it, my parents were into some bad things, and I just want to forget about that part of my life.”
I was a little bit disappointed, but I certainly didn’t want to upset him, so I dropped the subject.
It was getting late, Mo had found a spot in the corner and was fast asleep. I was sitting close to Sam with my head on his shoulder.
I sat up, “looks like Mo found a comfy spot, I don’t want to sound too needy or push things, but do you want to spend the night?”
He smiled, “that does sound needy, but to be fair, it was your turn to be needy. Yes, I was hoping you would ask. Let me go out to my car and grab my bag, I brought my clothes for work tomorrow, just in case.”
I shook my head, “I guess we both are needy.”
He came back in from his car, and I took his hand and led him to my bedroom. I pulled his shirt off and went in for a deep kiss. We both started pulling the rest of each other’s clothes off while keeping our lips locked together. Once we were both naked, we fell onto the bed with me on top of Sam. Our hard dicks rubbing together as we tried suck each other’s tonsils out. I moved around and we were soon feasting on each other’s cocks. Our tongues wandered and we took turns sucking each other’s balls, I moved further and started to rim Sam. He started to squirm and released my cock and moaned as he pulled his legs apart, giving me room to really dig into the sweetest ass I had ever tasted. I worked a finger in as I continued to slobber all over his hole.
His head thrashed back and forth, “Jesus Christ, please fuck me already.”
I happily agreed and pushed his legs straight up in the air and aimed my engorged cock at his pink pucker. I wiggled it at his entrance and slowly worked my thick head into his tight hole. Slowly but surely, I bottomed out and my nuts were smashed against Sam’s ass. I leaned in and our lips locked once again as I started to piston in and out. We were moving in perfect rhythm and before long I felt my breath quicken and my balls tighten. Sam sensed what was happening and panted, “that’s it Gabe, give me your load.”
I painted his hole with my thick white baby makers, letting out a load grunt with each spasm.
I collapsed on top of him as my dick fell from his hole. I sat back and took Sam’s dick in my hand and started to stroke. I leaned down and took him into my hot mouth, I massaged his balls and sucked as hard as I could. Sam’s head moved back and forth as he grabbed the back of my head and moaned out loud.
He loosened his hands, “I’m getting close.”
I tightened the grip that my lips had on Sam’s sensitive member, he began to convulse as he emptied his load down my throat. Once he calmed down, I let go of his dick and lay on top of him and fed him the small amount of his cum that I hadn’t already swallowed.
We both let out a deep breath as I rolled off Sam and lay there in his arms.
I said, “you are amazing.”
He chuckled, “I wasn’t sure I could take your big cock, but it seemed to fit very nicely.”
I snuggled closer, “just as well as yours fit me last night, it looks like we were made to fit together.”
After we cleaned up, we crawled under the covers and wrapped our arms around each other. Mo, who seemed to have impeccable timing, jumped up on the bed and snuggled in with us for the night.
We kept our plans for the next night at the gym, I parked my car at Sam’s, and we walked to the gym. When we came back to his place after our workout, I grabbed my bag out of the car with my clothes for work the following day.
Sam laughed, “came prepared this time, I see.”
I winked at him, “what can I say, I’m needy.”
We played with Mo for a while, had something to eat and crawled into bed. We didn’t have sex, but it was just fine for both of us, we were just as satisfied just being with each other. Even though I was with Nick for over five years, the last few years, we just shared a bed, I don’t think we truly cared for each other. It had been so long since I woke up in the arms of someone that I truly cared for. When I woke the next morning and looked into Sam’s eyes, I knew he felt the same way. So, did Mo.
