7 comments/ 50087 views/ 24 favorites My Favourite Patient, Sam By: tyler100 I was scanning through Samual Johnson's medical notes whilst I sat in the passenger seat of Margaret's car on the way to his house. It is always best to look at the patient's medical history before going to see them. This way you know more about them, and the reason for your visit(s) before you arrive. Margaret was also chatting to me about Sam, explaining in more detail about what had happened to him. She explained that he was a 29 year old guy who had a motorbike accident and was in hospital for several weeks, due to a very badly damaged leg. They had managed to save it during surgery, and repair broken bones, etc, but now he was home. Although he wasn't yet back at work, he still needed the community district nurses to go twice a week on Mondays and Thursdays to change the dressings. This is where we came in. Today was Monday and my first day on the job. Margaret had been going to Sam's house for about 2 months now. Each nurse had their own regular patients, which was great, as it made the patients more relaxed, and a good relationship could be formed between them. Now Margaret was retiring in 2 weeks, I was to take over from her. For the last 2 weeks of her job I was to go with her, learn about the patients, and what she did to each of them, so I could easily take over without problems. I had just started the job the previous month, and after the numerous amounts of paper work, and legal jargon, I was able to go alone and have my own patients, of which I was eager to do. Being a male nurse does have it drawbacks, but then again there aren't many male district nurses about, and so a lot of male patients prefer this. I thought it would be wise in the beginning to tell the bosses about my sexuality, get it all out in the open so there would be no surprises when I talked about relationships with men (which was bound to happen sometime). They weren't at all bothered by this, but did warn me that a few of the older male patients wouldn't approve (due to different generations), so not to go flaunting my 'gayness' about when not necessary. This was fine by me, but I said I wouldn't deny it if they asked. It wasn't as if I was a feminine gay guy, in fact quite the opposite. Not at all butch, but just a regular average looking 26yr old guy, average swimmers type build with a bit of muscle from working out at the gym, 5ft 10, short brown hair and blue eyes. I wasn't in a relationship at the time, having broken up with my boyfriend 2 weeks beforehand. Anyway, so Margaret was still chatting away as we parked outside Sam Johnson's house. It was a normal semi detached house, appeared well kept and looked after (from the outside anyway). You tend to have your opinions when you visit patients and what they are like, especially from the way their house is on the outside and in. We got out of the car, and headed up the path. Margaret stopped me and casually said. "You will like him, he's cute!" with a wink. I tutted, shook my head and walked behind her. She knocked on the door and walked in, calling out to him that we were there. (A lot of the patients left their door open when they were expecting us). "Usual place Margaret." A male voice shouted out. I walked inside behind her and turned in to what was the main sitting room. I looked up to where Sam was sitting and almost gasped. Well, cute wasn't the word for it....unbelievably fucking beautiful was more like it! There he was this hunk, this Adonis, sat in a comfy chair with his leg up on a stool, ready and waiting to be attended to. He had the most gorgeous, perfect features, piercing dark eyes, the most kissable lips, short black hair, and as my eyes traveled downwards, what looked like a nice toned chest under that black t-shirt he was wearing. I could also see his nice shapely toned legs, as he was wearing a pair of shorts. He appeared to be about my height or maybe an inch or two more. He smiled at Margaret, and then turned to look at me as I followed behind and came out of my trance. I tried hard not to stare and show the lust on my face, but Margaret could see it straight away. It's a good job he didn't catch me staring. All I could think about was how I was supposed to concentrate on my job when he would be looking at me the whole time. 'This is going to be difficult' I thought. "Sam, this is Jake, who will be taking over from me when I finish." Margaret said. She smiled at us both, then as we both smiled at each other and said hello, she carried on. "Now Jake, why don't you get Sam's stuff together which is kept in the kitchen, while I get myself ready here. Sam has a shower before we come, so we don't have to remove the dressings. It just makes it easier for us in the mornings." I nodded and walked to the kitchen to grab the big box of dressings, then walked back in to find them making small talk about the previous weekend and such. "Now Jake, I will do this one today while you watch, and then on Thursday you can help me. Next Monday you can do it yourself ok?" Margaret suggested. "Ok that's fine with me, what about you Sam?" I asked. God he was beautiful, and those eyes! "Yeah, no problem. Have to start sometime I guess. But I will miss Margaret though, she's been like a Grandma to me, and has wonderful hands!" He replied with a big grin that showed off his sparkling white teeth. "Oi cheeky, but thanks for the compliment." She said as she gave him a nudge. So Margaret talked me through it step by step. Even about applying the greasy cream up and down his legs to soften the skin, keep it from drying. All I kept thinking about was my hands running up and down those legs. Just the sight of him now was getting me all hot and bothered. After half an hour, we were done and ready to go. It was a shame to leave him, but I was going to be seeing him alone twice a week for a couple more months yet....and I couldn't wait. We said our goodbyes, and walked out the door. "You like him don't you?" Margaret asked as we were heading back to the car. I smiled. "My God Margaret, he is one beautiful guy!" I admitted. "It's going to be difficult to keep my mind on his leg and not other parts of him instead." She laughed at my choice of answer, and then went all serious. "Well Jake, you know if you think you will find it hard, I can get him transferred to another nurse. That isn't a problem." "No no, I will be fine, don't worry. Once the initial shock is over, I will see him just as another patient who needs help." I answered. Hell there was no way he was leaving my books. I was gonna have him to myself and that's final. "Ok, but you will tell me beforehand if it gets too much for you?" She asked a little concerned. "Of course." Then we drove off to see another patient, but my thoughts were still on Sam Johnson, the hunk who lived at 54 Sternhouse Way. 'I know what my solo jerking session will be about tonight' I imagined to myself. ************ Thursday didn't come around soon enough for my liking. Margaret and I went to most of her patients, and although they were all nice, (mostly elderly, with bed sores and ulcers), none were like Sam Johnson. He hadn't left my thoughts all week, and now we were off that way again. My cock was stirring yet again at just the mere thought of him. I just hoped it stayed down for when we got there. In we went, and as like Monday, he was sat there, same position waiting for us to arrive. "Morning." Sam called out. "Morning." Margaret and I said together I automatically went to the kitchen to retrieve the dressings and knelt down in front of him next to Margaret. There I was on bended knee in front of this God. I would serve him however he wished at that moment. But I snapped out of it, and my attention went to his damaged leg. So again, Margaret talked through it, but this time I helped. I put the dressing on, bandaged his leg, while she applied the cream. Although his leg was a mess, he could still walk on it, but not far distances. He explained to me how it all happened, and that the physiotherapists came once a week to get the knee bending more. He said he hated it in hospital which is why he wanted to get back home, despite the arguments from doctors and his family. He did live alone, after splitting from his girlfriend 5 months previously. He said she couldn't handle it all. 'Some girlfriend she was then, if he was my boyfriend I would never let him go' I thought to myself. It was him just mainly talking, letting me know from his point of view what happened. I couldn't help being disappointed that he wasn't gay but then I thought that maybe it was for the best and I could keep my sexual thoughts about him at bay. Then we had to leave. Next time I would do all the work. *************** So the next Monday came around, and I was at his house again with Margaret, and she let me get on with it, while she wrote up the notes. She kept a close eye on me to make sure I was doing it correctly, and as I put the cream on all up and down his leg, my body shivered. I wasn't sure whether he felt it but I hoped he didn't. I looked up at him, trailing my eyes from his leg, up to his shorts, wondering what lay beneath them. Just the thought of this had my own cock harden slightly. I cursed myself and turned my eyes away up towards his clothed chest. It was obvious he had some muscle definition under there and I wanted to put my hands all over him. Again I took my eyes and thoughts away from him and looked up to his perfect face and stared into his eyes. He smiled at me. I smiled back. ************* The next couple of times we visited were like the last, I had my secret little fantasies whilst I was supposed to be concentrating on my job. Of course they led to even bigger fantasies at home in my bed, and the shower, and whilst watching TV. The truth was I couldn't get him out of my mind and I realised I was liking him a lot more than I should be doing. What made it worse was that Sam kept praising me and said I had talented hands. I just blushed at that and felt my cock stiffen more and more in my pants. 'I have many other talents as well.' I was going to say, but thought better of it. **************** On the last day that Margaret was to visit Sam, Sam gave her a thank you card and chocolates. I think she nearly cried she was so grateful. In fact most of the patients had bought something for her. It was nice to see so much thoughtfulness in the public. The staff held a party for her, and even after 2 weeks of working with her, I was going to miss her as well. But next week, I was alone. It was scary, but I was ready for the challenge, especially with Sam. To be continued... My Favourite Patient, Sam Ch. 02 Just like to say thanks for all your comments from the previous (first) chapter. I’m glad you enjoyed it and want to read more. Again there isn’t much sex in this chapter but there is reference to it, but hopefully it won’t matter too much. I think it builds up the tension more. I can’t actually say that this is just my own work, as I have to mention that sister helps with some of the writing and grammar for my stories. It has been edited and changed a little from the first time it was written, which I think has improved it. Anyway enjoy. Comments and suggestions welcome. Ok, so there I was driving to Samual Johnson's house on my own for the first time. Boy was I a nervous wreck! I had already jerked off twice earlier, hoping that somehow it would stop me from growing a visible hard-on when I was seeing to his dressings. It was 11.30, and so far I had managed the morning list well, finishing on time. I had a while before I was due to get to the office and report on my first day. I noticed that the front door was slightly ajar when I walked up to his house, so to be polite, I knocked and shouted in that I was there. "Hey Jake come on in and sit down." I heard him shout to me from inside. My palms were already sweaty, and I hoped my nerves wouldn’t show so obviously when he saw me. I walked in to find him sat in his usual spot. "Morning Sam, you didn't forget that it was just me then?" I asked a little unsure. He smiled at me and showed off those beautiful white teeth. "Nah, how could I forget something like that, I have actually been looking forward to our first meeting alone." He replied with a sly grin I wondered what he meant by that and I could feel myself blushing. "Really and why is that then?" I asked. "Well considering the fact that we will be spending more time together until this leg is healed, I think we should get to know each other better, don't you?" He replied. "Well yeah ok then that’s fine with me, you can ask me anything you want, but it doesn't mean I will tell you what you want to know." I said with a cheeky grin. I was starting to think we were on the same level and my nervousness went off a little and I began to relax. "Ok go put the kettle on, bring my stuff in here and while you sort me out; we can have a chat and a coffee ok?" He stated. "Well I’m not sure about the coffee, I mean, I don't think I should." I replied, even though I wanted to. "Yes you can, Margaret always did, just not when you came. She obviously wanted to keep up her good reputation, but she always added on another 15 minutes to this visit so she could have a chat." Sam said smiling at me. He was beautiful. I could get lost in those eyes. 'Fuck, I wonder if he knows how hot he really is.' I thought. "Yeah ok then, I could do with a something wet to slip down my throat." I answered back. ‘Oh shit I hope he didn’t take that the wrong way. No he wouldn’t have done….would he? But then again, would that be a bad thing? I bet his cum does taste delicious, nice and sweet, and warm…..mmmmm. Fuck what am I thinking, this is a patient and I can’t be thinking these things, he could get me sacked, not to mention that my hardening cock could be very noticeable if I don’t stop, and how would I explain that?’ “Jake,….JAKE!. Buddy are you with us?” Sam shouted. I suddenly jumped back into reality and looked at Sam. All my previous thoughts went away and I smiled at him. He smiled back and reminded me about the coffee. I went into the kitchen and after a few minutes, brought 2 cups of coffee back and his dressings, then knelt down in front of him. His legs were slightly apart and my mind went wandering again. 'If he just opened his legs a bit more I could see up his shorts' I thought. Again, my cock stirred, but I quickly brought my concentration to the job in hand He soon started chatting to me, and asking me all sorts of questions about my life, work, hobbies, family, then the one I was dreading..... relationships. I just decided to be honest about myself. If he freaked out, called me a faggot or worse, beat me up and chucked me out then I would handle it there and then. Who knows how he will react? "So Jake, are you single at the moment" he enquired, starting the conversation. I kept my eyes away from him but answered. "Yeah I am, and have been for a month now. I was pissed off at the time and for about a week afterwards, but realized that it was actually only the sex I missed. So I'm best off out of it." I replied. "So what happened then if you don’t mind answering?" Oh shit...here it comes. I stopped what I was doing and looked up at him. "Well I was with Mark for 7 months and we decided he should move in to my place, and things were going great, but then one day I came home early from work, and there he was in our bed with his boss. They were at it like rabbits and to make it worse, he didn’t even stop when he saw me standing there. Shit, I didn’t even know his boss was into guys, he’s married for fuck sake. I always wondered why he spent so much time at work and I knew then.” I paused for a second, but Sam didn’t say anything so I continued, as he must have wanted me to finish speaking. “Another thing that I actually noticed first was that he was being fucked, and he never let me fuck him, said he couldn't take it. I always had to be the bottom. Not that it bothers me, but just that he told me he was a strict top. Yeah right, his boss was pounding him so hard I thought he was gonna rip him apart. That really pissed me off.” I stopped again, waiting for him to say something. “So what did you do about it?” he asked. I chuckled. "Well that was the best bit. I stayed there watching them at it and I could tell they were both nearly close to cumming, so just before his boss shot his load, I walked over to them both, pulled them apart and told them to get out. The look on their faces was priceless. I actually nearly felt sorry for them. So anyway they quickly got dressed, Mark packed his stuff and that was it. Not seen him or heard from him since." Sam eyes lit up and he started laughing which made me chuckle along with him. His laugh was so sexy. Can a laugh be sexy? Well his was. But maybe I’m just biased. "Well," he finally replied once he’d calmed down. "I must admit, that's a better story than my break up. You know I miss the sex as well, haven't had it properly since the crash, and just can't manage too much exercise or the positions. I think that’s also the reason for Sarah leaving me. Maybe I’m better off as well. But now I’m getting better, I've had a bit of fun now and again, blow jobs and such from people, you know what I mean?" What was he getting at? Was he suggesting or expecting me to pull his pants down and suck him, to get him off? Is that what he wanted from me? I’m not after being used just for his pleasure. Not that I would mind doing it of course. God, I would have loved to take his hard cock in my mouth and suck him until he shot his load down my throat. My cock jumped. But still maybe it was just guy to guy talk about sex in general. I was glad that he didn’t mind me being gay though. That was a relief. "Yeah I know how you feel." I replied, trying not to take him up on his offer for a quick suck, if it was an offer. "Ok you're nearly done, just this one bandage and I'm done." I said, trying to get back to the job in hand. "Jake?" I looked up. "Yes?" "Err..well..nothing, you know if ...well no it doesn't matter." He stuttered a little and it made me wonder what he wanted. I gave him a curious look. "Hmm ok, but if there is something you wanna say, just say it. I don't mind you asking me anything, as long as I can do the same. Oh and thanks for not bothering that I’m gay." I stood up ready to go. "Nah, don't be daft, that doesn't bother me at all. In fact I'm glad." He replied back grinning. I gave him a questioning look with my eyes, but I decided not to take it further. "Ok......right well that’s it for me today. See you on Thursday and thanks for the coffee." "No probs, see you Thursday, looking forward to it." He grinned at me, with a twinkle in his eyes. I went to the kitchen to put everything back and looked back at him out of the room on my way out. I smiled and he smiled and winked back at me. Does he know now that I fancy him? Did I give any signals off? Oh well if even he did, he has no objections, so neither have I. *************************** It was Thursday the same week and I was back at Sam's house again, doing the same routine, but something was different this time. He acted differently as I saw to his dressings. When I creamed his legs, I was sure he moaned a little. Also, he had a cushion covering his crotch. 'Shit, maybe he is covering it so I can't look' I thought. Well, that didn’t put me in a good mood and I figured he didn't trust me. I suddenly went back to work, not looking back at him. Then as if he knew what I thought, he moved the cushion slightly, and I also saw that he had a very slight bulge in his shorts. Not sure if he knew I was looking, I tried to stare at it discreetly, trying to imagine what was underneath. I looked up at him and he smiled. I massaged his leg a little bit longer and firmer than necessary and could tell he was enjoying this attention I was giving him. I smiled to myself. He was getting off on this, so I took it further and rubbed further up his sexy leg. I wanted to do the other one as well but thought that maybe it was going too far. He gasped when I reach between his thighs. My hand immediately came off. "Oh sorry Sam, didn't mean to startle you." "No it's ok, I was enjoying it, felt like more of a massage that’s all, and you are good at this." He relaxed a little and I carried on rubbing his leg. "Well I like to please my patients." I remarked. "Really? Well I can see you do a good job at that.” "Thanks. Well I do like to make sure they are fully satisfied with the service I give, it's important to make sure that I do a good job so that they want me more, and I keep coming back. I haven't received any complaints of my techniques so far." I smirked. Was I flirting? Was he flirting with me? "I'm sure you haven't, you have very nice strong hands Jake." He complimented. Yes we were flirting. I ignored that last comment and carried on with the massage, then moved onto the other leg. Not that he needed it but he didn't seem to mind at all. I decided to be bold and asked. "Do I satisfy your needs Sam?" He gave me that dazzling smile again. "Well, so far Jake, you have been great. I mean I can't complain as yet. Maybe if you carry on a little longer, we can see how things progress." I wondered what he meant by that. Was he still flirting or hoping for something more? He closed his eyes and moaned while I massaged his leg. I was confused, but my cock was growing by the second, pushing against my trousers and I knew that if I stood up anytime soon, he would notice. It didn't matter, he was now sporting his own erection through his shorts, not trying to hide it in any way now, and in fact he was showing it off to me. It looked to be a good size as well, he certainly wasn’t lacking in that department. He seemed about the same size as me, or bigger. Mmmmmmmmm. I wanted it, and I wanted it bad! But no, I had to be professional about this. I could flirt, but no more. If anyone found out, I would be fired. But fuck! I couldn’t help it. My mouth was watering and my cock was rock hard, straining to be set free. I knew I would be leaking pretty soon and a visible wet patch would be seen on the front of my trousers. So was his by the look of it. Oh God, if only I could touch it, give it a quick feel. If I just go a bit further up underneath his shorts I’m sure he wouldn’t mind. Maybe he might let me hold it….stroke it even. His nipples were erect and pushing against the blue t-shirt he wore. Take it off Sam, let me see those nipples, those muscles on that hot body of yours. In fact, strip off completely and let me admire you and touch, caress and taste you all over. As I was thinking this I realized that I was actually going further up into his shorts and almost touching him. I heard myself moan out loud and he moaned louder in return. Fuck, was I really doing this? Was this about to happen? The one thing I had thought and dreamed about for the past few weeks, and now here he was offering his body to me, his now leaking cock. I looked up at him and he opened his eyes. The sparkle was there again and he touched my hand gently. I felt my body turn to electricity and I shivered at the slightest contact. His face broke into the biggest grin, and he went to grab his crotch and pointed his cock towards my face. “Go on Jake, you know you want it.” He said seductively. I was just about to go for it, and then stopped. I then suddenly just realized what he wanted. All this was because he just wanted me to give him some relief. Thought I would be his cocksucking sex slave. How could I have been so stupid not to notice? That’s not what I wanted. He must have noticed my change in mood. "Why have you finished? Did I do something wrong?" He asked, worried. "Well it's just that I have to stop before I get carried away, and things go any further. I don't know what you think I am, but if you think flirting and teasing me like this can get you anything you want then you’re sadly mistaken. I'm no slut and I don’t do favours, but I also don't know if I can work with you when you sit there looking so gorgeous and making me so fucking hot and horny. I don't know if I can keep my hands off you much longer." I admitted. I put the dressings on quickly, while he sat there in silence. This is so wrong. I was right all along. His intentions were all one way. I’m so fucking stupid to fall for his flirting. Why didn't he reply to me? I was going to get him transferred next week. I couldn't work like this in this atmosphere. But I liked him a lot, and didn't want to let him go. I already liked him more than a friend but things could become complicated if I didn't stop it. I stood up, knowing that my hard-on had deflated. "Ok, I'm going; it obviously isn't working, so I will send someone else for Monday." I walked out of the lounge, waiting for his reply. Would he really let me go? If he wanted me, he would call back. Suddenly. "NO DON’T; please Jake it’s not what you think, really. I want you to keep coming back, I like you and I like you coming here." "Ok then, see you Monday." I sighed, relieved, then smiled to myself and walked out, shutting the door behind me. Well I figured that's it, he knew how I felt now. No turning back. It would either go one way or the other. We would see over the next few weeks if anything was to happen between us, if I could last that long. I needed a rest, so I went home, and led on my bed thinking of Sam, seeing him, staring at the erection underneath his shorts, straining to be set free from the cotton material. I grabbed hold of my cock and started stroking it slowly, thinking of us together, wishing it was his hand instead of mine. I wet a finger a lifted my legs up so I could enter it into my twitching hole. I moaned at the feel. It had been too long since I’d been fucked. I entered another finger and grabbed some pre-cum from my dripping cock head. I let go and reached into my drawer for my favourite 7 inch thick dildo and pushed it into my throbbing hole. “Fuck yeah.” I shouted out as I fucked myself hard and fast. As it rubbed against my prostate, I could feel my orgasm approaching. I grabbed hold of my cock and fisted it faster until I eventually exploded all over myself. When my orgasm subsided, I pulled the dildo out, and with my finger, collected and ate the cum off my chest and face. It wasn’t long before I went to sleep. TO BE CONTINUED... My Favourite Patient, Sam Ch. 03 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. **************** 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." He smiled and thanked me. "I see you've met Tommy." Sam pointed to the guy who answered the door. "That's Billy on the couch, and that's Mark on the floor. He can never take his beer." I looked at Billy then let out a small laugh at the sight of Mark still knocked out on the floor. Tommy kicked Mark on his side and he moaned. "Yeah he's still living." Tommy commented with a chuckle. I looked back at Sam, who was on his way to the kitchen for the tablets. He went upstairs, no doubt to relieve his bladder, and two minutes later he was back. I set up my little area and started on his leg while the other 3 guys woke themselves up properly. I knew it would take a little longer as he still had his old dressings on, plus he needed his leg cleaning, which he usually did himself before my arrival. I continued to stare at him as usual and I wondered if they knew he was Bi, and if he told them about me, or what if anything, he did tell them about me. I decided not to try anything on today, just incase. I didn't want to show any feelings that I had for him. After all I didn't want to risk outing him and ruining things between us. Sam must have sensed something was wrong, and he questioned me with his eyebrows. I tried not to give anything away, but I sort of looked over my shoulder at the others, then back at him and shrugged my shoulders. He must have known what I was thinking and trying to say. He grinned and nodded. It was good how we could communicate like this without words. Then his hand moved down to mine and rubbed it gently. I knew then that I was safe. It didn't help the fact that when I felt him rub my hand a little harder, and then squeeze his already hardening cock, it made me gasp out loud so that the others could hear me. I mean he did this all the time, and it always got my rock hard and wanting him more and more. It's just that the shock of him doing it in front of others really got me going. "You know you two need to get a room and go have some fun together. I swear one of you is gonna burst any minute now. I really don't know how long I could hold off like you two do." Tommy suddenly interrupted. "What do you mean Tommy?" Sam asked. "Oh come on Sam, don't play innocent with me. It's so fucking obvious. Even a child could see what's going on over there. Even if you hadn't been talking about him none stop for the past God knows how many weeks, it sure looks like you both have the hots for each other just the way you are. Why don't you just go upstairs and fuck. Get it over with. That's what you both want." Tommy replied. I couldn't believe what he just said. I was suddenly in shock and froze. He'd been talking about me? Well he must like me then; maybe I do mean something to him. My heart fluttered a thousand beats a second. I grinned at Sam, and he showed me that cock throbbing smile that he knows gets my blood boiling. I knew I could love this guy and maybe have those feelings returned. I carried on with my job and said nothing more. I thought about what Tommy had said and froze again ‘go upstairs and fuck, get it over with'. My smile soon turned sour and I turned to Sam and I felt the pain race to my heart. If that's all I was to him, a quick fuck, something or someone to help get his rocks off then I'd rather not bother at all. I thought maybe it was something more than just sex for both of us, not just me. Obviously I was wrong. Sam noticed my face and he looked worried. I stood up and looked at him in the eye. "A fuck? Is that what you want from me Sam? Eh? Just some new piece of ass you can use to get some pleasure from? God I've been so stupid. I actually thought you liked me. Maybe liked me enough to take this further, but I guess I was wrong to think it was more than just a fuck." I stopped and looked at him. He said nothing, just sat there with this surprised look on his face. I guess he hadn't been expecting that little outburst. Neither had I. I didn't know I had it in me. I didn't mean to be so angry, but I was hurt. I turned around and saw the exact same surprised looks from the other three guys. I waited for someone to answer, waited for Sam to answer, to tell me I was wrong. But he didn't, he remained quiet. I picked my work's phone up, gave Sam an evil look and walked out of the lounge. I needed to be out of there. I stood in front of the door, just about to open it when I heard his voice.. "Jake" Sam shouted to me. Why should I answer him.? I wanted to leave but I knew I had to go back in there sometime. I couldn't just leave him without completing my duty. I felt like crying, but I stopped myself. He walked towards me. "Jake, don't go. Please. It isn't like that honest. Tommy's just an idiot, ignore him. I do like you. I do want more." He explained. Tommy came round the corner. "Yeah Jake I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that. I said it all wrong. I just meant that you should just get it on together, you both want it. You want each other. He must really like you ‘cause he won't mess around with us anymore, says he feels like he's cheating on you or something. Believe me Jake, this guy has it bad." Tommy explained. I turned around and looked at Sam and for the first time ever I saw him blush. I laughed. "You're so cute when you blush." I said, repeating what he told me a few weeks before. He blushed again and Tommy chuckled, then walked away. The next thing I felt was Sam's hands on my shoulders. It was the closest we'd ever really been with each other. I melted at his touch. He looked at me and our eyes met. Those dark brown eyes! I really could get lost in them. He moved in closer and I moved my mouth towards his. Our lips kissed. I felt my whole body shudder as he pressed his lips harder against mine. Fuck! I'd never felt anything like that before. I pulled away, smiled and went to kiss him again. I wanted more, needed more. I'd waited long enough for this moment. This should have been done long ago. Our lips moved together a little more, my hands moved to his waist as his arms wrapped around my neck. His lips felt so soft, I opened my mouth and pushed my tongue through, finding his own tongue. We both moaned. It felt so right. Our tongues were dancing together, our first kiss. My body was shaking with happiness, my cock came back to life and I pulled his body into mine, grinding my crotch into his own. His erection rubbed against mine. I moaned a little more. God I was gonna explode at any second. His kiss was so passionate yet gentle. Our tongues fought together, tasting him on me. His hands moved down towards my ass, squeezed it and literally pushed his cock into my own. We never broke our kiss. I don't know how long it lasted, but I never wanted it to finish. I could have easily blown my load right there and then with touching myself. His moans turned into groans and that's when I knew we had to stop before I unloaded myself in my pants. I broke away, nearly breathless, and opened my eyes. He smiled. "Gonna lose it if we carry on." He said. "Me too." I replied, then kissed his cheek and we broke away a little. I got my breath back "That was….." "Yeah I know." He said looking at me. "Amazing." We smiled at each other and he led me back into the lounge, where a nervous Tommy was sat down, along with worried looks on the faces of Billy and Mark. Sam walked over to Tommy and punched him slightly in the arm. Tommy flinched a little, not expecting the sudden hit. "Ouch. What was that for?" "Because, you dickhead, you almost lost the best thing that's ever happened to me." Sam complained. I was shocked that he said that, but I stayed silent. I was also happy. It wasn't going to be easy, but this is what I wanted, where I wanted to be. I also realised I had a raging hard-on, and wet stain on my pants. "Yeah, sorry abut that mate, but everything's ok now isn't it? I mean, by the looks of his pants, and yours, whatever you both did out there, it sure made you both happy." Tommy said, grinning. They all laughed, and I tried to hide myself. It wasn't working, so I gave up. Sam came back to me and gave me another one of his mouthwatering kisses. I didn't care now. I kissed him back. My hands started feeling him all over; our cocks were grinding together yet again. I needed to cum soon. I touched his ass and gave it a squeeze. ‘Oh God, he feels so good,' I thought. So firm and tight, I couldn't wait to feel the flesh, taste it, kiss it, and fuck it. I groaned at the thought. He parted again and looked at me with questioning eyes. I squeezed his ass again, licked my lips and laughed. He must have known what I meant, and he laughed with me, moving his own hands to my ass, giving it a squeeze. "Ok you two, I think this is the moment where we leave, and leave the two love birds alone." Billy said to Tommy and Mark as he stood. They were getting dressed. "Yeah I guess so. It's about time it happened. I don't know how much longer I could've put up with his Jake this and Jake that. Even though if it wasn't for you Tommy, this would never have happened, and they would've still been making it like nothing is going on." Mark said. "No guys, you don't have to leave yet, stay a while." Sam said, moving away from me. I didn't say it, but I was disappointed. Did he not want to be alone with me? I was starting to fall for him so bad, and maybe his feelings weren't strong enough for me. Maybe we were going to fast. I sighed, a little too loud. Sam turned to me. "No Jake, I didn't mean it like that, I want to be alone with you, it's just that I don't want to dump my friends". "It's ok Sam, you're right, maybe we shouldn't be doing this anyway. Come on I have to get this leg done, then I can go home." I went to his chair and waved him to sit back down, but he didn't. His face looked sad at what I said and he just stared at me. I could see the hurt and pain that I caused him just by saying that, but I hurt too. Tears started to fill my eyes. Everyone was silent all of a sudden. Tommy, Mark and Billy got dressed and said goodbye to both Sam and I. They arranged another drinking binge for the following weekend. When they were gone, Sam pushed me away. "What the fuck was all that about?" He shouted. I was stunned. "What?" I answered. "Oh come on Jake...don't give me any bullshit. So you didn't feel anything when we kissed? You didn't think it felt amazing, so right? I know I did. It felt like I belonged there in your arms. I've wanted you for so long. Not just for sex, but as a boyfriend. I never want you to leave when you're here. I wish you could stay with me forever. Do you not feel that way?" I sighed. "Yes Sam, I felt it, I felt everything. I've wanted this as well, but I can't do it. If you wanna know, I think I love you, but how could you feel the same? " "You love me? Is that what's bothering you? Or is it that you think I'm gonna cheat on you like your ex did?" "Don't know, maybe." I answered sighing. Sam put his hand to my cheek and turned my face towards him. He leaned forward and kissed me again. I didn't hesitate, but kissed him back. This time it was more intense. I wanted him so much now. But this time he pulled away. "You know I would never hurt you Jake. How anyone could want to cheat on you I have no idea. You're gorgeous, smart, kind, funny, you have the cutest face when you blush, not to mention the best ass I've ever seen and held. So I don't want to let you go. I love you too." I smiled when he said that. "Really?" I asked him. He grinned and nodded. I smiled back "I love you too." "You know something Jake; I still haven't had that shower. How about you come and wash my back for me." He winked and grinned, and I grinned back. We both hugged and turned around towards the stairs. He walked in front of me holding my hand, leading me up the stairs. I was nervous and shaking, but he rubbed my hand to reassure me. We got to the bathroom, and he turned on the shower. I was still fully dressed, while Sam just had shorts and a t-shirt on as usual. He started to take it off, but I stopped him. My Favourite Patient, Sam Ch. 03 "Please, let me do this. I've dreamt of this so many times." I told him. "Me too baby, me to." I smiled at the term of endearment. Yeah I could get used to that. I lifted his t-shirt over his head as his arms went up. I couldn't take my eyes off him. He had a beautiful body. His smooth chest suited his olive skin tone. His pecs were built just right, muscles that were just perfect for me, not too big but not too small either. He told me he worked out as often as he could and it showed. His brown nipples were already erect and looking so fucking juicy, I could gobble them up. A nice 6 pack stood out from his abdomen, waiting for my fingers to run over the bulges. A thin trail of dark hair led down from his sexy little inny belly button to his shorts. I looked down and noticed the stretched cotton fabric and the bulge waiting to be set free. A nice wet patch was on the front where his cockhead prodded out. He adjusted himself in front of me and I couldn't help but moan as the top of his cock peeped out of the waistband of his shorts. I couldn't wait much longer so I tugged at the hem and pulled them right down to his ankles, and he stepped out of them. I gasped......my God he was beautiful! Perfect! He looked like a model; in fact he could be a model. His uncut cock was about 8 inches, and quite thick. The foreskin was pulled back and the head was bright red and angry, dripping with pre cum. It stood up against his abs. I'd never been with another uncut guy before so it was a nice suprise, and I couldn't wait to get my lips around it. His egg sized balls were slightly hairy, matching the neatly trimmed dark pubic bush surrounding his cock. I wanted him so bad. After a minute or so he spoke up. "Are you just gonna stand there staring at me all day, or are you gonna let me see you?" Sam butted in my thoughts. "Oh....oh...yeah go ahead. I really don't mind looking at you, you are beautiful" I gasped. "I'm sure not as handsome as you." He replied, coming over to me. Sam didn't waste any time undressing me. My shirt was ripped off, and he stood back to look, then smiled. I took my shoes and socks off, and then he unbuttoned my pants. My cock had soaked my pants, and he quickly pulled them down, along with my tight boxer briefs. He stood back and looked me up and down. My own uncut 7 inch cock was leaking and stood straight up. "Well?" I asked. He walked around me and I waited. I was quite proud of my body. I worked out, not as much as I could have, but still there was no fat on me and I was slowly working on the 6 pack, and getting there. I liked to keep the little patch of hair I had on my chest and figured it suited me. I tend to keep my pubes really short and my balls, crack and ass waxed. I find it smoother and a lot less hassle. "You know something Jake. You are gorgeous. I imagined you so many times, but never anything like this. I can't wait to get you in that shower." He finally replied. Phew! I was starting to worry a little. I followed behind him into the shower, which also gave me a chance to take a good look at his ass. Not bad, not bad at all. Just as I'd imagined. As soon as we were under the water, we kissed again. My hands went everywhere I could think of, feeling, touching, holding, grabbing. I wanted to feel every inch of him. I moved my mouth off his lips to kiss his neck, licking and biting there for a while until I moved to his ear and heard him whimper and shudder at my touch. ‘Oh yeah, that's a hot spot' I thought. I moved down to his chest. His nipples were so inviting and rock hard and looked so tasty. I sucked his left one, while my hand went to his other one, gently pinching it. "Ohhhhhh, yeahhh" Sam called out. I alternated between both nipples, pinching one while sucking and nibbling the other. We were both moaning...loving every second. My hand traveled to his balls. They were quite big and heavy. Filled with cum that was just waiting to be set free. I massaged them a little, while traveling my tongue down to my prize. Sam was moaning louder now. His eyes were closed, but he soon looked at me when I had my tongue licking the juices from the tip of his cock. My eyes never left his, I tried sucking out more pre-cum from him. I licked up and down the shaft, then took his balls into my mouth one by one and felt the hairs tickle my nose slightly. That made me shiver and my cock jumped. He was going crazy. His hands were pinching his nipples, then pushing my head onto his cock. I knew what he wanted, but I wanted him to beg me for it. "Ohh fuck Jake.....more…..more....please suck me...I've wanted this for so long..please...." How could I resist? I opened my mouth and took about 6 inches of him in straight away. He moaned so loud, I wondered what the neighbors would think if they heard. He tasted so fuckin good. I could suck him all day. I never wanted another cock again. I took more of him in my mouth, until my nose was right up to his pubes and right down my throat, sucking harder and faster as I did. My tongue rolled around his shaft as I sucked, giving him more sensations. I grabbed his balls and pulled on them with my left hand, while my right went to pinch his nipples. I think that sent him over the edge. "Jake...I can't hold it much longer, I'm gonna shoot baby...gonna shoot." I felt his cock grow bigger and tried not to gag. One last suck and he came. "OHHHHHHHHH YEAAHHHHHHHHH". Sam screamed. Some of his cum went straight down my throat, but I pulled out a little so I could taste him on my tongue. He must have shot about 6 or 7 loads into my mouth. I managed to get it all. Hell, I wasn't about to waste any. I swallowed the lot down. His cock left my mouth, and I licked him clean until he was soft. I was so ready for shooting that I was wondering how long I was gonna last. I stood up and smiled. "You taste delicious babe." I said as I licked my lips. He smiled and kissed me again, tasting some of his own flavour, and then kissed me all the way down to my nipples. I love my nipples being sucked on and bitten. I groaned. The sensations are wired right to my cock. It jumped and he noticed. "Ahhh…one of those are you? You like that I see. Well I will have to remember that next time" He said with a cheeky expression, and went right back to bite my nipples. Next time? That sounded good to me. But for now I wanted to get off, and my cock desperately needed some attention. "OOOhhhhh fuck yeah. Suck me please Sam....I need it...I swear I'm gonna shoot soon." I told him. He didn't waste any time. He pulled off my nipples, pushed me back against the wall and took my whole cock in his mouth, inch by inch. I almost screamed as I felt my cock go down his throat and his mouth pull me in. I just stood there and let him eat me, while my hands rubbed his head, encouraging him to suck harder. It was the best blow job I'd ever had. Nobody had ever made me feel that good. He sucked faster and harder. "Shit baby, I'm gonna cum....take it all...take my fuckin cum." He moaned on my cock, and I felt a wet slippery finger suddenly enter my ass hole deep, and that did it for me. "OHHHHHHHHH FFUCCKKKK YESSSS...." I shouted as he was milking my balls dry. I looked down at him still drinking my cream. He waited until my cock went soft, then let it fall from his mouth. He stood up and smiled. "You don't taste so bad yourself. I could get used to this, what do you think?" He asked. "I'd love that more than anything babe." I said kissing him. I sighed a little. "I need to get things sorted at work first though ok? It might mean that I have to finish being your nurse and us taking a break from one another for a couple of weeks." I replied. He smiled, but said he understood. We hugged for a while, before kissing, washing each other and getting rock hard again. We both stayed in the shower a while, getting to know each other's bodies more intimately, before masturbating one another. His hand felt really good on my cock. I knew I could love doing this with him everyday and every night. I was so horny that it wasn't long before I shot my load all over his abs. I bent down and felt the ripples of his muscles on my tongue as I licked my cream off him. We kissed and shared my load. I pinched his nipples the way he liked and he soon shot his loads all over me, then licked it off and shared himself with me. We got dressed, and I realized that I was already late for my next appointment so we had to hurry up. Back downstairs, I re-dressed Sam's leg, still flirting like we usually did. It would be the next Monday before I saw him again for work, but we had arranged to meet in a couple of days to go for a drink....on a date. We agreed we wouldn't take things any further until we were both sure it could be allowed by my boss, (after I spoke to her of course). I was in trouble as it is, not that either of us would tell on what we did. I figured that if she sacked me and I had to leave, then that's what I would do. I could get another job somewhere else even though I loved my job. I knew it was a little soon, but I knew that Sam was more important to me now. I gave him a kiss as I left; well actually it was more of a full blown snog. I was sad, I really didn't want to leave, but I had to. I went to the next patient's house a VERY happy guy, because now I found the perfect someone who I could love forever, and who loved me back. I knew it was gonna last between us. Nothing could spoil it for us now. Nothing. To be continued... My Favourite Patient, Sam Ch. 04 I decided that I would let my boss know about our new relationship that Friday instead. I figured it wouldn't matter much if I waited a little while longer, after all Sam and I had a date arranged for that Thursday and I didn't want to miss out on that. I must admit I was pretty nervous about seeing him for our first date. Even though we'd seen and spoke to each other numerous times, we'd not met outside the walls of his house, which had always just been comfortable, and not had to make an effort to impress. It would be good to see him dressed up as I'd only actually seen him in his ‘just got out of bed look' and I certainly wasn't complaining in that department. I could just imagine sleeping in his bed and waking up with him next to me looking like that every morning. Oh yes, I'd already prepared myself for the time when that would happen. In fact I'd done nothing but think about him from the minute I left his house that morning, until the minute I entered the restaurant for our meal. I must have tried on 10 different items of clothing. I even had a couple of friends over to help calm my nerves. I really didn't know why I was so nervous, after all we had already seen each other naked and took it to the next level. When I arrived at the restaurant, he was already waiting for me. We both smiled and eyed one another up and down. I really wanted to ram my tongue down his throat at that moment, he looked so gorgeous. He wore just a simple pair of black pants and blue shirt, his black hair was styled in such a way that made his face glow and his eyes sparkle. I was nearly drooling and had to stop from making an idiot of myself. We ordered our meal and chatted away. There was no uncomfortable silence between us, like you sometimes get between people on their first date. Even whilst we were eating, we smiled and I blushed every time he caught me staring, which made him wink and grin, and made me blush even more. I swear he could make me melt with his smile, and I had a hard time keeping from getting an erection. We talked more in detail about our lives and found out we had more things in common. I already knew he came from a big family like me. We explained in more detail about them to each other and it seemed like we'd been friends for longer than we had. I had two sisters and three brothers. I had an older sister at 30, brother at 28, both married and had kids of their own, and then there was me, then twin boys at 22, then my little sister at 17. I told him that I came out to all my family when I was 17 and they were okay with it, as my uncle was gay and had a partner. My older brother then decided to admit he was Bi- sexual and had male sex partners, but felt he was more comfortable in a relationship with a woman and wanted children. I told him that my parents somehow figured that at least one of their children would be gay or bi as it tended to run down my dad's side of the family. They wanted lots of children, like all members of my mum and dad's family from many generations, and that way they would also be more likely to have grandchildren of their own one day. Sam had two older sisters, one at 33, and the other at 31. They were also both married, although only one could have children, and his second eldest was going through IVF at that moment. He had two younger brothers, one at 26, who was engaged to be married, and his youngest brother, who was 22. He was gay and was in his ‘find him, fuck him and fling him' stage. Sam said he asked his brother if he was ready to get himself a proper boyfriend for longer than a few days and his brother replied; "Fuck no, havin' to much fun screwing around bro. You know guys just can't get enough of my cock. There's too much to go around, so why waste it on one guy." We laughed at that and other things his brother does. He told me about him ‘coming out' to his parents when he was 15, but he knew he would be ok as his dad was bi-sexual as well. Like my brother though, his dad couldn't see himself in a gay relationship and fell in love with his mother and had not been with a man since. I stayed silent for a moment after he spoke and secretly wondered if that might happen with Sam. Although he is still young at 29, I wondered if he had made a decision whether or not he could be in a long term relationship with a man, with me. He told me he loved me and wanted to be with me, but would that be short or long-term? Did he want children? Was he hoping for something like that with his ex? I wondered if I was just ‘convenient' for him whilst he looked for his ‘future wife'. I mean, I wasn't ugly, but I hardly came close to what Sam looked like. He could just turn heads whenever he walked by. What would he want with someone as plain and boring as me? I realized I must have been out of it a bit longer than I thought because he shook my arm and shouted me back. "Jake. You okay there?" "Oh..um..yeah. Sorry I was just thinking about things." "Like what?" He asked, with a confused look on his face. Well I couldn't really tell him could I? I figured it would be a bit too early to start acting all paranoid that he would break up with me when we'd only just started dating. I decided to leave it and tell him it was nothing. We carried on chatting, and all paranoid thoughts went out of my head. We had a good laugh and told more stories and information about each other. We talked about our school, college, and jobs and gossiped about work colleagues. At the end of the night, we decided to go our separate ways, after all, I had work in the morning and it was already getting late. We gave each other a long good night kiss and a quick grope here and there, said we would speak the following day, and then parted ways. I was on cloud nine the next morning, although still shit scared about what my boss would say when I told her about Sam. I arranged an informal meeting with her and decided just to be honest about the situation. I sat in the office with Sue, my Nursing Team Manager explaining that I wanted to transfer Sam to another nurse. I thought it would be quite an awkward situation, but she took it rather well. "Is there a reason why you want him transferred Jake?" She asked. I took a deep breath. "To be honest Sue, It's like this. I kind of like him and he feels the same. It's becoming rather awkward when I go there. We get on really well, and although I don't want to lose him as a patient, I know it will be better if he isn't on my books anymore." I paused and she nodded. I carried on; knowing she knew there was more to it. "Anyway, Sam and I have talked, and said that if it's okay with you, we could...well…..erm...you know...start....dating?" I felt myself blushing slightly but she never said a word. "I mean…nothing has happened between us as yet (just a little white lie. I crossed my fingers), and I wouldn't abuse my position like that." I waited for her answer. She thought about it for a minute, while I sat there in silence. "Well Jake, I thank you for your honesty, not many people would stick to the rules, and you aren't the first to fall for a patient. But, if you want to go out with Mister Johnson, that's fine with me, you just have to wait 6 weeks." My wide eyes showed my horror. "I'm sorry Jake but that's how it is." I thanked her and left. I was gutted. How could I possibly not see or speak to him for 6 weeks. It was bad enough now; I wanted to spend every day and night with him. I phoned Sam up and told him the news. He was just as pissed off and upset as I was, but he said that maybe we could talk on the phone. Nobody would have to know. I agreed and it made me feel a bit better. The following two weeks after that day went slowly. I was missing Sam so badly and although we spoke every night on the phone or on IM, I wanted to see him desperately. He felt the same, so we decided to meet up. I know we shouldn't have done, but I really couldn't stop myself. I was in need of his lips against mine and would do anything to feel him close to me again. So on the Friday night, exactly two weeks since I last saw him, we met up in the local park. I can't tell you what it felt like to hold him again. We kissed for God knows how long, and hid beneath one of the large oak tress and made love. We didn't go all the way, that would be saved until we had somewhere cozy and warm to sleep. We both stripped naked, and although it was cold, we held each other until we both warmed up and rubbed our erections together. We were soon hot and sweaty, and I told him how much I was dying to have him in my mouth and how I'd done nothing but think about it all day. He moaned as I kissed and licked my way down to his cock, where it was rock hard and throbbing. It didn't take long before I took him into my mouth and sucked him as best as I could. He turned me around as we led on the grass, me on top, pleasing one another. We went down on each other with all the love and passion we could manage. After we had both cum, we relaxed and talked about when we could be together next. We went our separate ways yet again and I already missed him. Only 4 weeks to go until I could be with him for good. I was counting down the days. We continued to talk and even had phone sex a few times. I couldn't help it, he made me so horny, and just the thought of his erection in my mouth again, letting me suck him until he came down my throat, made my mouth water and my cock rock hard. It was a Friday again, 2 weeks since I'd seen Sam at the park. Only 2 weeks to go until we could be together. But for some reason, we hadn't really talked for a few days. I don't know why, but whenever I would phone, he'd sound off with me or like he couldn't be bothered to talk. In fact, every time I tried to speak, he'd say he was busy. I thought it was strange but thought nothing more of it. Sue called me into her office that day, saying she had some good news. "Jake, I know it's been difficult for you these past few weeks, and I understand it must be hard, so because I am feeling generous and in a good mood, I have decided to let you off 2 weeks early. You can start dating him as from today. I think between you and I, if you keep this to yourself, and don't mention it to anyone, I will sort out the rest." She smiled and winked at me. Well. I was so happy I could have kissed her, but stopped myself, just replying "Thank you Sue, it means a lot." I was ecstatic and figured that instead of phoning him and telling him the good news, I would to surprise Sam that night by paying him a visit. I was so excited and my smile never lifted from my face .all day After an hour of scrubbing myself inside and out in the shower, making sure I was clean and fresh, then another 2 hours of deciding what to wear, it was getting a bit late. I figured that 9. 30pm was still early enough to go round. I just hoped he would be at home. I stopped by the shop on my way and bought a bottle of wine. I drove up to Sam's house. The lights were on, so I knew he would be at home. I knocked loud on the door and after about 2 minutes, a woman answered. She was good looking, very good looking in fact, and I started to get some nagging feelings in the back of my head. Blond hair, good figure, yeah an ideal girlfriend. She seemed a little giddy, and was wearing very little. I raised my eyebrows at her. "Hi, is Sam here?" I asked her. "Err..yeah..you 'ere for the party?" She asked, and then looked at the bottle in my hand. What party was this? I heard noise in the background, and some music. "Party? Errr…no sorry, I just wanna speak to Sam please. I need to speak to him. Can I come in?" I asked as I started to step inside, but she stopped me. I was slightly confused and wondered what gong on inside. "Excuse me but I don't know who you are so I don't think it's a good idea that you come in. Anyway he's sorta busy at the mo. Can I help you with anything. What's your name by the way?" she asked. "The name's Jake, and no you can't help me, I said I want to speak to him. Get him for me, or I'm coming in whether you like it or not." I was getting slightly annoyed now. She looked at me like she was thinking ‘I know that name from somewhere' but didn't say anything more. Instead, she stepped back, and turned her head around. "SAM, someone's at the door for ya." "I'm busy Sarah, can't you just send them away and shut the door?" Sam answered back from the other room. I wondered why he was so busy. Then I thought. Sarah? His ex? Oh fuck! I really hoped it wasn't what I thought it was. I wanted to go inside and look but decided against it. I really didn't want my worst fears coming true. But, I was pissed off and needed some answers. "I told him that, but he wants to see you." Karen answered back. She left me standing at the door, and I heard Sam shout. "FOR FUCK'S SAKE." The next second, Sam came out from the room, swaying to the door, obviously pissed. He was wearing a pair just a simple pair of tight black shorts and look so hot. I let me eyes roam up and down his body and eyed up his slightly tented crotch. Then I looked up to his face and saw the shocked expression he had. I figured that it couldn't be good. I obviously had timed this wrong. He stopped when he saw me there and looked at me. "Jake!" I smiled. "Hey babe. Surprised?" I asked. He huffed. "Could say that, yeah." He answered. I stepped up to him to give him a kiss but he pushed me away. I nearly fell backwards but it didn't look like he gave a shit. "What the fuck you doin here Jake?" He asked. I didn't answer. Just stood there looking at him. I felt like I'd been punched in the chest, it hurt that much. What was I supposed to say to that? Who did he think I was? But he didn't stop. He carried on "You come to check on me have ya Jake, check I've been a good boy?" He had no expression on his face, just looked at me, waiting for an answer. He swayed and held onto the wall. Yeah he was pissed, but that was no excuse. "Were you just after my cock Jake? That what you been missing? Have you come for more?" He said grabbing his crotch. The girl, Sarah just left us to it and walked away. I heard her mumble something to someone but couldn't hear what. I stood there staring at him. Why would he say that to me? "No, I didn't. How dare you talk to me like that? How dare you talk to me like a piece of shit you just walked in? What the fuck am I to you Sam? You obviously haven't told anyone about me or her at least." He didn't answer me, just looked down to the floor and sighed, but didn't move. He looked at me and began to speak but I interrupted him. "I actually came to see you Sam ‘cause I wanted to and thought you might want to see me. I was hoping to come in and give you some good news, but it looks like you're already have your own party here, and I guess I'm not invited to it either. I think I should go and…" I was interrupted. A guy popped his head around the door, and spoke to Sam. "Come on Sam, shut the door and get your ass in here, it's getting cold." He said, and then he looked at me and smiled. "Hi." He said to me. He came out and was wearing just as little clothing as Sam was. I was suddenly very concerned and nervous about what was going on in that room. I knew that I would have to see for myself, even if Sam didn't want me to. The guy came up to Sam and squeezed his ass. I opened my mouth wide in shock. Sam turned around and pushed his hands away, but it didn't look like he'd put much effort into it. Then, to make matters worse, his hands wrapped around Sam's waist and started dry humping Sam's ass and laughing. Sam pushed him off. "Gary, get the fuck off me. " He told him. "For fuck's sake Sam, stop being a grump. Live a little and have some fun." He complained back and moved away. Sam didn't reply. I wondered if he was just shrugging him off because I was there. Then he looked at me. "Listen Jake, this just isn't a good time right now. Can't you come back some other time?" I wasn't happy about what he said at all. What was wrong with now? What was he hiding from me? I put the bottle of wine down on the floor and stepped closer to him so our faces almost touched. I spoke quietly, but loud enough so he could hear every word. "Why Sam, why not now? Do any of your friends even know about me? Do they know you have a boyfriend? Come on Sam, answer me. Are you embarrassed to be seen with me?" I ran my finger up and down his chest and cupped his crotch. He didn't stop me though; just let my hand wander up and down his torso. He moaned and pulled me closer. "Oh God Jake!" He gasped. I pulled away and stepped back before we went any further. He moaned his frustration. I wasn't up for letting him off yet. He still spoke to me like crap and still hadn't apologized and said he wanted me there, and as far as I was concerned, my party invite had not yet turned up. This Gary guy then looked at me. He smiled and ran his finger over my cheek and I couldn't help but shiver a little. Sam looked a bit pissed off at that moment, but didn't say or do anything. I was kinda hoping he would. I pulled Gary's finger away. "So Jake, are you here for the party too? You're cute, and I'd love to get into those pants and get a hold of that body." Sam winced, like he was in pain, but still didn't object to anything Gary suggested or did. Did he really not mind if I went off with another guy? Is this what he was doing himself while I wasn't around? Surely he would say who I was and tell him I wasn't available. I waited for him to speak up, to say something? But he didn't. He would've let Gary flirt with me and he couldn't give a shit. Well now I knew where I stood. I suddenly felt sick, like someone had punched my in the stomach and ripped out my heart. I realized what Gary was talking about. The party! That's what this was, why they had no clothes on. Some fuckin orgy! I shot a look at Sam that told him I wasn't gonna put up with his bullshit any longer. I looked at Gary and smiled. "You know I wasn't here for the party, but now that I am here, I wouldn't mind joining in just to see what fun you're having. I could be willing to join in if it looks good, especially if everyone looks as good as you." I told him. I tried to give Gary my best seductive smile and he grinned back. I looked at Sam and I could see the pain on his face. "Jake please don't." He begged. I went up to him and whispered in his ear. "Don't you dare Sam. Some fuckin boyfriend you are, when you let some guy flirt and touch me like that, touch you like that even. At least I know where I stand. But don't worry, I'm only gonna see what kind of parties you have here, then I'll be off, you won't have to see me again." He tried to pull me back, but I wasn't having any of it. I walked in behind Gary and before I went through the living room door, I could already hear noises that sounded like moaning and groaning from a porn film. I could guess that that wasn't what it was. Gary opened the door and all it took was one look in that room, and I knew I didn't need to see Sam's face to know what it would be like. The smell of sex was overpowering enough, but to see it was too much. On the chair which he usually sat at, was a guy, giving another guy a blow job. On the floor was the guy I knew as Billy, fucking some slut doggy style, while another guy fucked his ass. On the couch, were four guys all in various positions which I really can't explain, as I had trouble believing it myself. The girl known as Sarah, already had her fair share of fun, as she was getting double fucked on the other chair. I stood watching as Gary walked in and took his pants off. He erection grew pretty quick as he went over to the two guys on the chair and started sucking on the guy who giving the blowjob. It was unbelievable to see, and I really didn't think this thing existed, especially not in my boyfriend's house. Talk about stunned. I wondered where Sam would be in this orgy if I hadn't have turned up. It made me sick. I couldn't stand it anymore. I shut the door and walked up to Sam. My Favourite Patient, Sam Ch. 04 Yeah this was a bi-sexual dream, to have all these men and women naked, horny and willing. But it wasn't mine, and I guessed this was what Sam liked. Maybe we didn't have much in common after all. I turned to him and shook my head. I walked up to him. I was angry. No I was furious. "I see you forgot to mention this little fantasy of yours when we were talking eh? I guess it just slipped your mind, just like mentioning me to your friends slipped your mind? Well obviously you couldn't wait for me. Or is it that I'm just not enough for you? Tell me how many you need Sam? How many of them have you been with, or were going to be with?" I suddenly had tears rolling down my face. "None Jake, none of them." He said but refused to look at me. I saw tears drip from his cheek as he tried to hide his face. I figured they were only there because he got caught out, not because he was hurt. I started to walk out the door and called back to him. "I don't know how you could do this. You're just a lying, cheating bastard. Don't call me Sam." I turned back around to face him. "But then again, why would you? You have enough friends here to help you out, you don't need me." I choked as the tears fell from my eyes as ran to my car. Sam shouted for me to come back and he tried to run after me but I got in my car and drove off before he had the chance to reach me. To be continued... My Favourite Patient, Sam Ch. 05 I really don't know how I got home that night. I figured I didn't crash my car and kill myself as I woke up safe in my own bed. I do remember picking up the unopened bottle of vodka in my drinks cabinet and having a couple of sips though. I sat up in bed and immediately regretted doing it. I didn't feel too well at all, and then I noticed the empty bottle next to me. I felt around for a damp patch on my sheets, from where the bottle must have spilt, but there wasn't one, in fact my fully clothed body was dry as well. 'Oh shit' I said out loud. 'How the fuck did I manage to not comatose myself?" I wondered. I tried to get up and found that I couldn't do that without feeling sick all of a sudden, but then my morning hard-on was calling to me to take a well needed piss. I struggled to the bathroom and did my business, had a well needed shower and shave. Frankly, a good kick up the ass would've helped to get me going, but nobody could because I was on my own. It then suddenly dawned on me the reason why I was on my own. Sam. The fucking bastard, how could he? I was hoping to stay over in his bed. I should have been there, waking up with him in my arms. We would have been taking a long, hot shower together and then relaxing back in bed again to make love for the tenth time. Yeah well, a guy can dream can't he? Tears filled my eyes as I recalled the previous night's events again in my head. Just the way he had talked to me like I was nothing to him upset me enough, then the fact that he had this orgy happening in his house. I wondered how often he hosted these parties and how much he played a part in those sex games. It made me feel sick just thinking about it, thinking of how many he had been with. I could've caught anything from him and he wouldn't have given a shit. He really didn't care about me; maybe I was just a quick fuck all along, another notch on his bedpost. He didn't even try to explain himself. He just let me walk away. Why do I fall for guys like this? I asked myself. God, I'd been such an idiot. The phone rang at just as I left the bathroom. I looked at the clock in my room and noticed it read 13.33. Fuck! I answered the phone next to my bed and spoke. "Hello?" I asked. I hoped I didn't sound too out of it. "Jake. Listen, before you hang up, I know why you've been ignoring me all morning and I'm sorry baby, really sorry. I just want to explain a few things." Sam spoke quickly, as if he was in a rush trying to get it all out. He sounded bad, really bad. I didn't answer, just sat down on the bed. I felt my self cry again. All morning? Did he say all morning? But I'd have heard the phone, surely? "Jake? Speak to me, say something." "Bye Sam." I said and hung up. I walked into my kitchen and found my phone. 23 missed calls. He even had the cheek to phone me after what he did. I didn't see why I should speak to him. He'd literally ignored me for 3 days, then I find out the reason why, it's because he was busy with his fuck buddies and the party. I figured that if I did let him talk, he would just apologize over and over again, telling me how much he loves me, how it was a mistake, it didn't mean anything, and how he didn't do anything and just stayed out of it. I mean, yeah right! All those guys and girls, he could have his pick of any one of them. He'd just say anything to get out of the situation he was in and he wouldn't have told me about it anyway. He'd have just let me believe things were going well between us. I'd get all the usual bullshit you hear from liars and cheaters. All the things I'd fallen for before. I realized that maybe I was better off knowing about his kinky games now, rather than later when my feelings went even deeper than they were. That was what pissed me off the most, the fact that he claimed to like me, that he had grown to love to love me over the weeks that I'd known him. Why would he say those things if he didn't mean it? Why do some guy's do that? I really couldn't get my head around it, and frankly I didn't want to. If that's the way it was gonna be, then I would have to put up with it somehow. Maybe I'm just a soppy bastard and like all that romantic shit. I need to get a life! I got dressed and decided to eat, and then get on with my boring single life again. The phone rang at least 15 or 20 times during the day, even on my mobile phone. I'd lost count after the 10th or so time. I did pick it up on the odd occasion, just to check it was still him, and it was so I hung up. He sent me text messages saying things like "Sorry" and "Please talk to me". I didn't reply to any of them. He wasn't going to humiliate me anymore. The best thing was to forget about him. It wouldn't be easy but I could try. I sent him one last message, telling him that he was wasting his time; I wasn't interested in him, and not to contact me again. I was sure he could get what he needed from his 'bum chums'. ***************** The next couple of weeks went by slowly after that. I went to work as usual and came home. I hardly went out, even when my friends came to see me or dragged me to the pub for a drink, I just couldn't be bothered. I wanted to be alone to drown my sorrows and I cried so much that I didn't think I could cry anymore. That's what love does to a guy sometimes, eats you up until you can't take anymore. Sam had even stopped calling so much after a week. I knew he'd have to give up at some point and I was glad he didn't know where I lived. Anyway, with his looks, he could have any girl or guy he wanted. Just flashing that gorgeous smile and showing his sparkling white teeth, would have them swooning. I remembered when he used to do that to me. His eyes would look right through me and I'd just melt. I know we didn't really have much of a relationship, we hadn't even got onto the fucking stage, but I loved him. All those weeks spent getting to know each other, flirting, touching. I couldn't get him out of my mind and to be honest I didn't want to. But then I figured I couldn't have meant that much to him if he'd given up so easily. It was about three weeks since I'd last seen Sam and I'd not been out properly for a while. I needed a good drink, a good dance and some good friends to join me. I also figured I needed a man to get Sam off my mind and out of my dreams. Even if I didn't want a one night stand, I decided that it would be what I had to do to leave him behind. Hell, I knew my dildos couldn't satisfy me forever, and to be honest, my right hand needed a break. So, the lack of sex in my life was driving my insane. I knew that going out was the only option, and I hadn't been to my favourite nightclub for a while. On the Saturday night, I'd decided to get myself dressed up and go out to 'PLEASURE', a gay bar in the next town. I was determined to do something with myself. I called a couple of gay friends that I'd not seen for a while, and they agreed to meet me there. 8pm came around, and my taxi pulled up outside 'PLEASURE'. I saw Danny and Martin waiting for me. Danny and Martin were in a relationship, had been together for nearly 3 years, and were very much in love as anyone could be. It made me jealous at times, it was what I wanted and what I'd longed to find. But whenever we went out anywhere, they never made me feel left out. I appreciated it and often told them so. Even though they were together, they had their own flirting fun with guys as well. Both Martin and Danny were very open about their relationship, even in public. They didn't give a shit what people thought, and although they weren't butch guys (in fact far from it), they stood up to anyone who disagreed about their sexuality or relationship. Martin was the slimmer, shorter of the two at 5ft 7, and was the more feminine bottom. Danny the 'jock', stood at 5ft 10 and although not overly muscled, had more definition than Martin or me. He was the top in the relationship, but they did swap occasionally when the mood took them. I thought they were cute together, but didn't fancy them at all. They just weren't my type, which I suppose is a good thing as it made us better friends. We never had a threesome, and it never actually crossed my mind to be that way with them, even when we first met two years before. I'd explained everything about Sam to them as soon as it happened, the next day. They were brilliant friends, who supported me, and I loved them to bits. I knew they would help take my mind of him, and probably get me pissed at the same time. We exchanged hellos and kisses, paid, and then went inside. The club was packed out, and I could hardly hear myself over the music. Danny went to the bar to get our drinks and I found us a table. We were just chatting for a while, me drinking far too much all at once. Well that was what I went out for. Suddenly, a guy came up to me and asked me to dance. I looked at Danny and Martin who nodded and smiled, encouraging me to go. I thought 'why the hell not' and stood up. He introduced himself as Alan, and led me to the dance floor. He was good looking, about 6ft 1, shoulder length brown/blond hair, and a swimmers type build, well defined chest that showed through his dark green shirt. I couldn't help but eye my way down to his lower half, and from the looks of his crotch, he had something to be proud of. He immediately grabbed my waist and pulled me close. I was a little surprised, but flattered. His hands moved to my ass and he gave it a squeeze, so I did the same to him. His ass felt firm and tight. He ground his crotch into mine in time to the music, and leaned in to kiss me. I thought that maybe it was a little too soon, but he really didn't give me any option to back out. He literally pressed his lips against mine, and what a great kisser he was! His tongue found mine and I was getting really into it. In fact, I started to get hard, but I also felt that he was, so I moved myself closer to him and smiled through the kiss. I pulled off, grabbed his hardening manhood, and whispered in his ear. "I see you liked that as much as I did." He replied by kissing me more. We moved to the music, and I was actually enjoying myself for the first time in ages. The next thing I felt, was another pair of hands around my waist. They rubbed up and down my back and a set of lips pressed against my neck. I shivered. I pulled away from Alan and looked around to see who it was. It was a handsome black guy. I gave him a curious look. "Jake, this is Larry, he's a buddy of mine. I hope you don't mind if he joins us." "Err....no I suppose not." I replied. I then smiled at Larry, who grinned back. He was massive, stood at least 6ft 3 and had huge muscles. I looked him up and down. His legs were like tree trunks, and whether I liked it or not, I wasn't gonna mess with him. I found that I actually started to enjoy it. I hadn't felt that wanted in ages. I turned around to face Larry, kissing him while Alan rubbed his hands along my ass and my back. I became hard as rock and knew I would be in need of some relief soon. I had never been in a threesome, and even though it was on the dance floor and not in a bed, I got the feeling that it would be quite similar. I started to wonder if this is what they had in mind and it made me question my intentions with this couple. As I was getting really into it, with Larry and Andy paying me loads of attention, sweat was starting to drip from my body and Martin kept getting up and handing me my drink to sip on. Him and Danny gave me knowing smiles and winks and I felt that they were egging me on a little bit. It must have been after half an hour of dancing, when I felt someone tap on my shoulder. I looked over to see Danny and Martin finally dancing together. We smiled at each other and carried on with what we were doing. We must have been dancing for another half an hour until Martin pulled me away slightly. "Hey, why did you do that? I was having fun." I asked him slightly pissed off. "'Cause I want to tell you something." "I hope it's important." I replied, feeling a little annoyed. My cock deflated a little from the non-existent touching. I excused myself and moved away from Alan and Larry to talk with Martin privately. I looked at him with a curious expression, so he explained. "I think you have another admirer. There's a guy sat at the bar and he's been staring at you since we came in." I smiled. "Are you sure it's me who he's staring at?" I asked. Martin nodded. "Well, I am popular tonight aren't I?" I laughed back. Oh yeah, so I was a little giddy from the drink. You can't blame a guy though. I looked at the bar, but couldn't see anyone in particular as it was so busy. I didn't know who he was talking about. I shrugged at Martin. "He's over there, at the end of the bar, sat on his own. He's wearing a blue shirt and black pants. He's a looker Jake. You could be in there if you take a chance. Here, get us all a drink and take a look. Tell me what you think when you get back." I was interested. Who wouldn't be? I smiled back at him and gave him a 'thank you' kiss. He went back to Danny, who had started dancing with Alan and Larry. I pushed my way to the front of the bar and looked over to my right, searching for this mystery man. There was someone there, but it was still difficult to see him from the crowd. I moved myself nearer, and from the corner of my eye I saw him. He looked nice from the back. If he'd just turn around to face me, I could get a better look at him. He did. It was Sam. ********************************* I automatically sighed. I couldn't believe it, why would this happen to me? Of all the people that could spoil my night, it was him. What the fuck was he doing there? Had he come to check on me? How would he know I was here? Although I do remember telling him I came here on Saturday nights. I figured it could just be a coincidence though. I wasn't going over to talk to him. I turned away, pretending I didn't see him, pretending that I didn't care if he was there, but I did. I could feel my heart breaking in two yet again. I didn't want to show him that though. I ordered the drinks and went back to find Martin and Danny. The look on my face must have shown that something wasn't right. "Ok let's sit down and you can tell us what happened." Danny said, grabbing his drink off me. "Tell you what?" I asked innocently, downing my drink. "The reason why you look like you've seen something you shouldn't have." He answered. "I suppose I just have." They looked confused, so I explained. "That guy over at the bar, the one that you said has been staring at me. It's Sam." "Ohhh!" Danny and Martin replied together. "Yeah I know, so now my whole fuckin night has been ruined." I sighed in frustration, trying to stop myself from hurting. I stood up. "Why does he have to do this? I want to go home." "No Jake. You aren't leaving here because of him." Danny told me. He pulled me towards the dance floor. "Come on, let's dance. Show him that he being here doesn't bother you." "But it does. Look at me Danny; I'm a nervous fuckin wreck." I explained shaking. I was nearly in tears now, and this wasn't what I wanted. I was there to enjoy myself, to help get him off my mind. "I love him." I sighed. "After all this, I still love him." They looked at each other and sighed. "My God Jake, I can't believe he's having this affect on you." Danny said. "You need a man. Soon." "Yeah I know. If you don't get some action tonight, WE'RE gonna take you home and fuck that tight little butt of yours instead." Martin suggested with a sly grin. "Okay, I agree to that. Shit, it will be fucking tight as well. It must have been about three months now eh Jake?" Danny asked. I nodded, a little embarrassed. Actually it was 3 months and 1 week. But who's counting? "Well, come on. I'm taking you home now buddy." Danny replied laughing. He pulled me towards the door, ready to go. I laughed with him. He stopped and smiled. "See, it can't be all that bad if you're laughing. Come on, let's dance. We'll show him a thing or two." Martin told me. I agreed and walked over to the dance floor. I had their hands all over me, rubbing my ass, crotch and body. I danced between them both, as they sandwiched me. It felt great to be like this, to know that I have friends who loved me. I knew they would always be there for me. I don't know why, but I suddenly had the urge to kiss Martin, so I did. He welcomed my lips and opened his mouth to let my tongue in. We must have kissed for a minute or so, and then Danny moved in his place. I soon got aroused again, and Danny pulled back and winked at me when he noticed. I blushed. He'd never got me like that before. I must have been really fucking horny for that to happen. Martin whispered something to Danny and they smiled back at me. I wondered what they were planning. Danny grabbed my arm and led me to the toilets. I pulled away, but he wasn't letting me go. "Jake, come on let me help you. You need this, and Martin agrees with me." "No. It doesn't feel right. I can't do this with you Danny. Please trust me on this. As much as I need it, and as good as it would feel, I can't do it with you, you're my friend. I certainly couldn't do it in some smelly toilet cubicle." "But Jake, nothing would change between us. It would only be this once, we just want to help." He must have read the look on my face. "But, if you're sure." "I'm positive. But thanks for the offer. I appreciate you trying though." I said smiling. "Ok, but if you change your mind, let me know." He said, winking back. I smiled and hugged him. "I won't." We walked back to Martin who had sat back down. He looked at us with a funny look in his eyes. "Jesus Danny, that was quick, even for you." Martin said grinning. Danny punched him playfully on the shoulder. "Yeah? You didn't say that this morning. Baby you were begging me to stop, especially after the third time you came." He answered laughing. "Or don't you remember screaming out my name as I pounded you hard and fast and....." I didn't let him carry on. "Okay okay, too much information guys. I mean, please, have some mercy, you know how much I'm in need right now." I said sitting down. They both laughed. "Anyway, Martin, you won't get a fuck out of him tonight. He wouldn't let me." Danny said laughing. "Jake...what are we gonna do with you?" Martin asked. I laughed and turned my ass to him, wiggling it near his face. "Well, not fuck this that's for sure." I said. He slapped my ass hard and I yelped. "Cheeky bastard." I told him "You asked for it." I blew them both a kiss, and then went to the dance floor. I joined Alan and Larry, who were still dancing. They smiled and let me jump in between them again. I grinded myself against them, letting their hands wander all over me, grope me. I enjoyed myself again, and started to forget all about Sam. Larry was stood in front of me. His hand rubbed my crotch, and started unzipping my fly. He put his hand inside and found my cock. He gave it a squeeze and it made me jump. He kept on at this, until I became hard. When I first felt him stroke me inside my pants, I moaned out loud. His hand was almost as big as my cock and I felt a little 'small', although my 7 inches was nothing to be ashamed of. I wondered if he would take my cock out of my boxers, it was hurting a bit, being confined into a small space, and it certainly didn't hold much room for his hand as well. Behind me, Alan had his hands up my shirt, twisting my nipples and running his hands up and down my front, back and sides. I was so fuckin hot and didn't want it to stop. I was even getting a few admiring looks from guys, who were staring. I was really hard now, and felt myself getting wet. I looked down and noticed a wet patch on the front of my pants where the head of my cock was. It was so hot watching Larry fondle me. I could have shot right there if they hadn't stopped. My Favourite Patient, Sam Ch. 05 Suddenly, Larry's hand pulled out from my pants, zipping me back up and I felt Alan's hands leave me. I looked at Larry with confusion written all over my face. What was going on? I turned around to see Sam stood in front of me, not looking happy at all. Although not physically, he'd managed to force both Alan and Larry out of the way of me. I didn't blame them, even at their size I didn't want to be in their shoes with the look that Sam's eyes showed. His face was bright red. "What do you want?" I asked him sighing. He came up to me. "Do you know what you look like Jake? I'll tell you. You look like a slut, dancing like that with these guys. How could you let them touch you like that? Have you no shame?" "Whatever, what the fuck do you care. Jealous are you?" I asked, suddenly feeling quite sober. "Of course I care Jake. I don't want them touching you." "Bollocks Sam, it's got nothing to do with you who I dance with and who I let touch me. You didn't seem to bother about me when you were having your little orgy. That's what I call shame. I don't want or need you anymore. I couldn't give a shit about you or what you think. You hurt me, and now I'm over you so just leave me alone." "No, I came here hoping to see you, and I've been here all night watching you, and I'm not leaving until we talk." We had gathered a small crowd now. Danny and Martin came over. I could tell they were ready for an argument just as much as me. "What do you want to talk to me about?" I asked him. "The reason why you turned up on my doorstep that night, I know it was important, but I just had too much to drink and couldn't get my head around it. I also wanted to talk about us. I miss you Jake." "Okay, I turned up to see you Sam, because I missed you, and because I had some good news that I could see start seeing you again. I hoped that we could celebrate together, but by the looks of things, you were already celebrating something else, with someone else." I heard a few 'ooohs' and 'ahhhs' from the crowd. I carried on. "You didn't seem to give me a second thought at the time, so why should I give a second thought about you now. You spoke to me like I was a piece of shit Sam, or were you too pissed to remember that? You even let that guy touch me, you didn't stop him. Do you know how much that hurt?" I stopped and sighed. "There is no 'us' Sam. There never really was. I should have guessed that the day you ignored my phone calls, and said you were 'busy'. Busy getting laid no doubt, you just couldn't wait for me, could you?" I looked at him, and then I turned to leave. I'd had enough; He didn't have the decency to be honest with me. Just then I heard "Jake, I didn't do anything with anyone, I swear. I only want you." He shouted. Then he grabbed my arm and swung me around to face him. He kissed me hard on the lips, then more softly. I kissed him back, as much as I didn't want to, I couldn't help myself. Then I remembered why I was mad at him. I pulled away. He smiled. "Now tell me you didn't enjoy that." I sighed, he would never learn. "Don't flatter yourself Sam. You aint all that. I'm not just some fuck piece you can pick up and throw away when you feel like it." I didn't wait for an answer. I heard guys clapping behind me, telling me well done. I looked over at Larry and Alan who were smiling and I smiled and nodded back at them. Martin and Danny came up to me, forcing me out of the building. I said I was going home, I didn't feel like staying there a minute longer. Outside, I wanted to cry but I stopped myself. Danny and Martin offered to take me to their house but I said I would be fine on my own. I hailed a taxi, kissed and hugged my friends' goodbye and jumped in. Through the back window I saw Sam stood there watching me leave. He looked hurt and upset, but I didn't stop to think about his feelings. He'd ruined my night, and yet again I went home alone. ****************************** After that night, I was determined to get myself back to normal and not worry about Sam again. I knew he would soon forget about me, after all there wasn't much to remember anyway. We never went far in our 'relationship', one proper date, one quick meeting and two occasions where we sucked each other, although that was mind blowing enough anyway. I wondered what it would be like to go further with him, but that was all over. I still replayed those moments together night after night in my fantasies and slowly masturbated myself thinking about it. I heard from Sam the next morning, apologizing again. He asked if he could come over and explain things, but I couldn't do that. I told him to just leave it and get on with his life. He'd find someone else soon enough. One of his 'fuck buddies' could help him out when needed. He may even get back with his ex, she was there that night. So, my daily routine went back again. I went to work and attempted to put on a brave and happy face. I know my boss was concerned, but I still chatted away with colleagues as usual and my work didn't falter, so she couldn't complain. I went out a lot more with friends after work, and started trying to look for a man again, as impossible as that was to do. I know I didn't come across as well as I should have. But one guy I went on a date with, Adam, was great. He was 32, and a doctor. I remembered him from when I worked at the hospital and thought he was good looking then. We went bowling one Friday night and had fun. We got along well, had a few things in common and had a good laugh. But I knew I wasn't really all there and I kept thinking that I was cheating on Sam, as strange as it seems. I think he must have sensed it and asked me what my problem was. I really didn't want to tell him, but after persuading me, I ended up doing. Surprisingly he understood and said that if I wasn't ready, then I shouldn't worry about it and to let him know when I was. I sighed with relief and we just agreed to be friends. We swapped numbers and said we would keep in touch. So after that, my friends just gave up on finding a date for me. I just felt so alone. Everyone kept telling me how it would get better, but when you love someone, those feelings don't go away on their own. ******************* A couple of weeks after my date with Adam, and after a lot of annoying phone calls telling me to get out of the house, I did. I even went back to the club with Danny and Martin a week later, praying that Sam wouldn't be there, although secretly hoping he would. I was missing him terribly. That Saturday, we saw Alan and Larry again, and sat with them to chat. They explained that they weren't actually in a relationship, they just had sex occasionally. Both wanted to just have fun and not be tied down to one person. I did get the feeling however, that Alan felt more for Larry than he was letting on. I could see it in his eyes the way he looked at him. When Larry went to the bar, I asked Alan about it. He just sighed and said that they used to be in a relationship, but they cooled it off because Larry wanted sex with other guys, and rather than say something, he felt better to leave it. "Anyway" He said. "I'd rather have him as a sex buddy and a friend than nothing at all." I felt sorry for him in a way, but didn't want to say much else as he might think I'm butting in. He went on to explain that they often had threesomes, and hoped I could join them. I explained that it wasn't my thing but enjoyed having fun on the dance floor. When Larry came back, we talked and laughed about the previous weekend and how hot they both got with me being sandwiched between them like that. I talked about Sam when they asked who that guy was, and told them what had happened. Larry seemed to think it was all innocent and that maybe Sam was telling the truth, but I still doubted it a little. I felt bad for not giving Sam a chance to explain and Danny said he thought I should call him for my own peace of mind. I wanted to go to his house, but was afraid of what and who I would find when I went there. My friends asked if I wanted them to go with me, but I explained it was something just for me to deal with on my own. Danny and Martin went home early and I stayed with my new friends. We chatted some more, and danced a little too. I danced with a few other guys, but if I was honest, my heart wasn't in it. It was still with Sam. I wondered if he still felt the same. At the end of the night, we swapped numbers and addresses, and I felt glad that I had made a couple new friends. To be continued... My Favourite Patient, Sam Ch. 06 My life was staring to get back to the way it was before Sam. Although he still had my heart and was in my thoughts most of the day, I got through it. I couldn't forget him all together, after all his phone calls were a constant reminder that he was around. But, I'd decided to meet up with Adam again. He was fun to be around, and he being cute was a bonus. I figured that I had to move on sometime. Well that was a lie. Sam was always gonna be there in the back of my mind, stopping me from going out with someone properly, stopping me from having another relationship. The truth was, I was still in love, and had been from the moment I laid eyes on him. I couldn't let Sam know that though. He'd know how weak I really was, and then he would know that he could easily crawl back into my life again. So Adam and I went out on a couple of dates and we got on well. He knew I was still having problems getting Sam off my mind and he tried to help me with that. When I looked into his eyes, I could see the care and compassion and it just made me feel even guiltier for leading him on like that. I wasn't using him of course, but still, I felt like I was. We were beginning to become good friends and hopefully one day, I figured we might take our friendship even further. But all good things come to an end. Well, sort of. You know I couldn't believe it when she told me one Monday morning. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was just typical really, after two long and heart breaking months of not seeing Sam, I was told that there was no other option; I had to make the visit. I remember the when my boss told me the news. "Listen Jake, I know this may be a little awkward for you, but with Julie being off sick this week and all her other patients being taken over by other staff, well I'm afraid that Mary Peters and Samual Johnson are the only one's left to see, and you're the only member of staff left." She paused. I sighed. "Anyway, it's just a quick visit really with Sam. All you have to do is see if everything is okay. He manages to put the cream on himself and there are no dressings to see to now, so really it's just a check up." Well I was sort of relieved it wouldn't be a long visit, but deep down I knew that it would be really nice to see him again and I wanted us to clear the air a little. Maybe this visit would be a good excuse to do that. God I missed him so much. But Adam? Guilt! Guilt! Guilt! "Okay Sue, that's fine. I'll be there tomorrow." I replied. So for the rest of the day all I could think of was Sam. He was there in my mind when I showered back at my flat, and there when I went to bed that night. Of course I got hard, it was impossible not to. Despite my urges not to think about that time when we in the shower together, washing, rubbing, touching, kissing, groping, tasting and sucking each other, it was mighty impossible to do. I went to bed feeling sorry for myself and pissed off for the way things were between us. Anyway, would you believe I was nervous the following morning? I was terrified. My palms were sweaty and my knees were shaking. I had a feeling that he wasn't going to give up until I spoke to him that morning and I knew the phone calls would keep coming. Driving up in front of his house I was slightly scared. Last time I went there, he had that sex party happening with all those people. My stomach decided to tie itself in knots and I felt a little queasy. I got out and walked up to his door. Instead of just walking in, I knocked. Ten seconds later it opened. "Jake!" He sounded surprised. I smiled. "What are you doing here?" Oh thanks for the nice welcome Sam. Again. I felt a little hurt. "Business, not pleasure Sam. Can I come in?" I asked. "Oh.....yeah....sure." He replied. "It's good to see you...I've missed you." Me too. I sighed and looked at him. Oh he looked good still, but I suppose he could look hot in anything. He was simply gorgeous and I couldn't keep my eyes off his body. He was wearing his usual morning attire, tight black T-shirt and red shorts. I looked up into those eyes and they sparkled. I shook myself and spoke. "Sam please don't do this. Don't make it any harder than it already is." I stated walking in to his lounge. He got himself into position and I bent down in front of him to check out his progress. I though back on the weeks that we did this and what it eventually led to. I was determined not to get upset. "So what are you doing here then. Are you going to be my nurse again now?" He asked. "No. Julie's off sick this week and nobody else could do this round so that's why I'm here, plus its closer to my house." I replied. I decide to change the subject. "So I see your looking good...your leg I mean. Its healed well, just a few scars." I looked up at him and he smiled. I melted. 'No please no, don't do this. Don't let him get to you Jake, Be strong.' "Yeah its fine, although I think you played a big part in it. I went back for a check up at the hospital last week and they said I was doing well. Put me on a three month check up now instead of monthly. The scars will be permanent and obviously I might not grow hair back in those places but I'm doing well." "Good I'm glad. Well I best be off then, no need for me to stay any longer. You have enough supplies I presume?" I asked standing up. He leaned forward and grabbed my hand. He touched me. "Jake please talk to me. God I've missed you so fuckin much. You're all I think and dream about baby. I just want you back. I know I messed up and I'm truly sorry for that but I just want to explain what it was all about. Just listen to me. Give me ten minutes then you can decide." I looked into those eyes again. I could seriously drown. He made me weak and despite my inner protests he was getting to me. I went to speak but he stopped me. "Look me in the eyes Jake and tell me you don't miss me. Just tell me you don't want this to work and you don't love me, and I'll leave you alone. I promise it will be for good this time. No more phone calls." What could I say? What could I do? Should I tell him about Adam? Should I let him know that I was sort of seeing someone else? No I couldn't do that. I sighed and gave in. Typical! So much for being strong. 'Pathetic Jake. Control your emotions.' I sat down on the couch and he came and sat beside me, still holding my hand. It felt good, he felt good. 'Stop weakening Jake, get a grip.' I told myself. "You know when I saw you with those guy's at Pleasure, I was gutted. I seriously thought I'd lost you for good. You were so happy with them and I figured I should just leave you to it, let you have your fun. But I couldn't stand it when they touched you. I knew they were just playing, but it should've been me doing that, dancing with you." "Sam I.." "Listen Jake. I'm sorry for what happened here that night. You don't know how many times I've kicked myself for it, for letting you see that. It was all Billy's idea. He wanted a party. I said no, told him I wasn't in the mood. I was too upset with missing you. He said it would help take my mind off you, said I should chill out and have a little fun. I couldn't do that. It would be cheating on you and I knew it. Anyway, he got his own way and we had the party. They stripped me off and got me pissed but I swear I didn't touch anybody. Sarah came up and kissed me, but I pulled her off and she was pissed at me for it. I told her it was over and she got mad, said I would regret not taking her back in the end. I don't Jake. I only want you." I lifted my head up. He was nearly in tears. I wiped them away. I hated to see him like this. 'Oh Sam, why do you make me feel like this?' I asked myself. "They didn't know me. You let him touch me, you let him touch you. It hurt." I said looking away, nearly in tears myself. He grabbed my hand harder and turned my head back around to face him. "I know babe. It hurt to see him touch you. The truth is, I was scared. Did you see the size of him? He does martial arts and boxing or something like that. I only met him that night. I told people I was taken. Sarah knew I was taken. I think I mentioned your name but thought it was none of her business. I didn't want you to see what was happening in here. It shocked me to see you. I figured you found out about the party and came to spy." "What?" I asked, surprised. "How could I know about that?" "I know it's stupid. I regret every second of that night. I couldn't talk to you before the party 'cause I figured that you would find out about it from my voice or something. That's why I ignored your phone calls. I was feeling guilty." "So you should. I had planned on having a nice romantic night in with you. I planned on making it good, making our relationship official." He grinned that sexy little grin. Oh yeah his mind was working okay. I could see the cogs spinning around in his head, working out a way to seduce me into playing. But I wasn't falling for it. Well...maybe not just yet. Let him squirm for a few days. Yeah I was caving in already. "Sam, don't even think about it. I'll think about what you said. I understand a little more now but it doesn't mean I forgive you for the way you treated me. I've got to go. Other patients are waiting for me." He looked hurt and upset. I think he thought we would get back together after his little speech. Well maybe we would. But I remembered Adam. Fuck! "There's still Adam to think about." I said to myself. "Adam. Who's Adam?" Sam asked. I gasped, not realizing I said it out loud. I sighed. "Err...well he's this guy that I've been on a few dates with. He's nice." I said, then immediately regretted it. Sam let go of my hand and turned away from me. He stood up. "Fine." He said, and then walked out of the room and into the kitchen. I followed him and watched as he got a tissue from the drawer and wipe his eyes. He didn't know I was there so I walked up to him. "We aren't dating or anything. He's just a friend." I said touching his shoulder. "You fucked him yet?" He asked angrily. I jumped back a little, startled by his question. "Excuse me but who do you think I am? Who do you think you are?" I asked him in return. My temper rose. He turned around to face me. "I don't go around fucking any guy I get my hands on, and I don't think it's any of your business who I sleep with anyway. We weren't and aren't together Sam. You made that happen, not me. I don't think you have any right to ask me that." I turned away annoyed. I went in the next room to pick up my belongings. He came behind me and apologised over and over again. I know he only said it out of jealousy and hurt, so I gave in, again, and accepted it. He seemed to relax a little more but still tried to stop me from going. "Sam, I really have to go see someone else. I'll think about what you said earlier. Just give me a break and a few days to think. Don't call me. I'll call you." I said looking back at him. He smiled and pulled me in for a kiss before I went out the door. Of course I returned it as usual. Just a quick, no tongues smooch was all he got. Still, his lips felt good against mine. I knew they would, they always did. "Just remember that I love you Jake." He said as we pulled apart. "I know. Love you too." I said quietly, before walking away and back to my car. To be continued... * I know this is just a short chapter and I apologise for that. I just had to get it in. The next chapter will be the last. My Favourite Patient, Sam Ch. 07 For the next couple of days after that incident at his house, I thought about what Sam had said and I figured that maybe I was being a little unfair with him. I realised that I should have given him a chance to explain what happened in the beginning, and then maybe things wouldn't have got as far as it had. But, stupid me had to be in a mood and act like a girl who can't get her own way. At least that's what my friend Emma told me the day before. She said I should just get over it and give Sam a call. Well, I decided I would do, but I phoned Adam instead. I explained that I really wasn't ready for another relationship, and I was still in love with Sam, but hoped we could be friends. You know, he told me exactly the same thing that Emma did. Bitch! I'm sure they consulted each other behind my back. Anyway, I thought about giving him a ring on the Saturday, but then thought that maybe it was too soon. I didn't want him to think that I'd given into him so easily. I know it's stupid. I didn't fancy going out anyway, so I just decide to stay in and watch a film that I hired from the video store that afternoon. 'Troy,' starring Brad Pitt. Oh Yeah, now who wouldn't like to wake up with that every morning? Now that's a dream. I bought myself a bottle of wine and sat in front of the TV with some popcorn, getting myself comfortable on the couch with a blanket. I had the fire on, and it looked romantic. Now just someone to share it with would've been nice. But I was alone, again. I was used to it anyway; after all, I had plenty of experience doing this when I was feeling sorry for myself a few weeks before. Halfway through the film I heard a knock at my door. I reluctantly got up and pressed pause on the film. I went to open the door. Sam "Hey. Glad I got the right house." He smiled. "You don't give up do you? I think you're stalking me." I said seriously, although I couldn't help but smile inside. "Are you complaining?" "Yes." "So shut the door." I did. He knocked again. "Yes?" I asked. This time I couldn't help but smile a little. "You answered it." "So?" "If you knew it was me then why did you open it?" "Because you knocked and I didn't want to be rude." He sighed. I wanted him to beg for forgiveness, even though he had done so numerous times. I must admit, even in that situation, you couldn't help but notice how god dammed sexy he was, and how his eyes sparkled, even in the dark. "Yeah ok, I asked for it." He finally said. I smiled. "So are you gonna let me in?" "Do you think I should?" "Maybe, do you want to?" "Don't know." He looked down at the floor. "Ok but make a decision quick 'cause I'm not prepared to stand out here all night. It's cold." "You think that would bother me Sam?" "Yes I do." I paused for a while. "Okay you're right it would, come in, but I don't know what you're expecting." "I don't expect anything." I walked back into my lounge and Sam followed behind me, shutting the door. He looked around then sat down. "Nice place." "Thanks, it does okay for me. Do you want something to drink? I'm on wine at the moment, but I've got something softer if you prefer." "Yeah I'll have a glass of that wine, but only one, I'm driving." I brought another glass in and sat down on the couch. "Is this what you like to do on Saturday nights when on your own, watch Troy with a box of popcorn and a bottle?" "Well I didn't fancy going out and I figured Brad Pitt was good enough." He looked kind of hurt by that comment and I felt a little guilty. Maybe he was upset that I didn't think about him. I decided to change the subject. "So anyway you can tell me how you got my address first, and then you can tell me what you're doing here." I spoke up. "I got your address from those friends you were with a few weeks ago. I saw them in Pleasure tonight and hoped you would be there. I was upset that you weren't, so anyway I had to beg and plead but they eventually gave in so I drove here. I just came to see you." "Okay." I thought for a second. "Do you want to finish watching this with me? You could help me with the popcorn." He smiled and agreed. We got comfortable, me on the right and him on the left. A safe distance was between us and I pulled the blanket over us. He smiled at me and relaxed. We carried on watching and talking about the film. He said he'd seen it before but he didn't mind seeing it again. I offered him another glass of wine and he accepted. I really wanted to get him pissed then he wouldn't be able to go home and he could stay the night, but he didn't have to know my intentions did he? But then I wondered if it was too soon to be thinking about sex with him again. He carefully and slowly moved himself closer to me, eventually putting his right hand on my thigh. He smelled so good, so hot. His hand felt good and he rubbed it further up my crotch when I didn't object. His put his and my glass down on the coffee table and moved the popcorn away. He turned to face me and moved closer. I wanted him to kiss me. He whispered into my ear. "I've missed you so much Jake. All I can think about is you." He licked around my ear lobe. I shivered from the touch and melted again. I moved my lips to his and kissed him hard. His eyes opened wide, startled. But then he kissed me back, his open mouth met mine and we pushed our tongues out together, playing, tasting, dancing in our mouths. We both moaned as our kisses became more passionate and needy. I'd missed this, missed him. His hands moved from my thigh up to my shirt, undoing the buttons quickly, and then pulling it open to expose my chest. I leaned forward so he could take it off me. His fingers pinched my nipples and I groaned with delight. He pulled his mouth off mine and kissed my neck softly, sending shivers throughout my body. He made his way down to my nipples, sucking, licking and biting them. I felt my cock rise to his hardest. He kept nibbling at my nipples until they were red raw, but I loved it. I shouted out his name and it only spurred him on even more. I grabbed his head, pushing him further down, and he kissed my stomach and abs, licking around my navel. He threw the blanket off in a rush. He pulled his own shirt off, giving me a delicious eye full of that gorgeous firm chest. His touch was gentle, but firm. He started to undo the button and zip on my pants. I lifted my hips up so he could rip them off me. He pulled them down and off and buried his face in my boxer covered crotch. Oh God it was so good to have him there. I could see how desperate he was, how much he needed me at that moment. I knew he was hungry for me and it made me feel good. I knew that he was what I wanted and I felt so into it. I was ready to explode just from his face and tongue licking at my cock and balls, confined in their material. But then I suddenly stopped. I don't know why but I figured that I just wasn't ready, as much as I wanted it, needed it, my cock also wanting it as well, I couldn't carry on. There was still some stupid little doubt in my mind that it was only sex to him. I couldn't do it anyway like this. I wanted it to be special. Yes I know I'm a soppy bastard. "Stop Sam please." He looked up, surprised and confused. "Huh?" "I can't, I'm sorry, not yet." "Why...have I....?" He started to question. He looked hurt. "No, you haven't done anything. In fact I was enjoying myself, really getting into it. It's just that I want us to wait a while, to make sure this is right." He stood up, angry. "You still don't trust me Jake. Is that it? After all I said." He sat back down on the other chair, looking pissed off and upset. I could see the huge bulge in his pants. I felt my cock dance, but I ignored it. "No Sam, that isn't it. I still want you, and I do trust you, but I don't want us to do it like this, here and now with the way things are. Listen, I just want us to get back on track. Believe me; I probably need it just as much as you. I want you to stay the night with me. Would you still want to, even though I said no sex until everything is okay?" He looked up. "Really, you serious?" I nodded and he came over to me, kneeling on the floor. "You know I want that more than anything. I can wait for the rest. You're right, we should hold on." "Ok then, that's sorted. We can watch the rest of Troy, and then I'm going for a shower before bed." I looked at him, and he winked. "On my own." I finished. He laughed. We watched the rest of the film snuggled up. It did feel good to be like that with him. It felt like we were just a normal couple, spending a night in together. I love him. When it finished, we put the stuff in the kitchen and turned everything off, then locked up. I told him to follow me upstairs. He grinned so much; I didn't think the smile would ever leave his face. "So, anyway, you go get the bed warmed up and I'll join you when I'm done." I told him. I grabbed a towel and went to the bathroom while he undressed in my room. My cock grew stiff as I thought of a near naked Sam in my king size bed. I stroked myself as the water trickled down my body. I shook when the orgasm hit me, and moaned out loud, my cum shooting off onto the wall. I hoped he hadn't heard. I finished off and put the towel around my waist and walked into my room. Sam was lying face down with just a tight pair of black boxer briefs on that clung to his gorgeous firm buttocks. I stood looking at him, my eyes concentrating on his smooth muscular back, his firm strong legs, lightly coated with dark hairs. His beautiful body just oozed sex. He looked so hot and I knew I was a lucky guy to have him here with me, in my bed. I could imagine how many offers he had from men and women, but he wanted me. The only imperfections on his body were the scars that covered his leg. I knew that didn't matter to me. He was perfect just the way he was. The sight of him made my cock tent out the towel and I quickly moved and turned away so he wouldn't be able to see how hot he got me. I was determined to not let anything happen between us. Kisses and cuddles were allowed until we were sure everything was good between us. I didn't want things to mess it up. But damned if it wasn't so hard to keep away. I was finishing drying myself and he must have heard me and looked up. I was stood naked, bent over drying my feet. He whistled and I couldn't help but chuckle. "Oi. Stop looking at my ass, perv." "You can't blame me. How can you bend over like that and not expect to get a reaction." "You weren't supposed to notice. I thought you were sleeping." "Sleep? Nah, not yet babe. I haven't had a goodnight kiss." I turned to face him and dropped my towel, showing all my glory. My cock was rock hard and standing straight up. Pre-cum was already leaking from the tip. He got up and came to the edge of the bed. I saw him swallow and he licked his lips seductively. I knew what he wanted, but could I do this? Did I really want to wait for us to go all the way? He took off his underwear and threw it on the floor. I watched as his cock grew solid. I watched as he fondled his balls. I watched as he sucked on his finger and trailed it from his mouth, over his nipples, down towards his treasure trail and to his cock. I stared transfixed as he stroked himself until a blob of pre-cum landed on the tip. I felt my own throb and pulse with delight. He saw it and smiled. I moaned as he wrapped his right hand around his own manhood, using his lube to stroke himself. He moaned and it made me groan. "Oh fuck, that looks so hot." I said as I went to grab my rod. He put his hand out as if to stop me. I did and carried on watching him. He smiled and went back to massaging his cock and teasing me. He put his left hand out towards me and made the 'come here' sign with his fingers. I stood right in front of him. He took some of the leaked juice from my tip and moved back on the bed. He lifted his knees up and I got to see his exposed hole. I groaned. My cock literally bounced in front of me and I was leaking so much. He rubbed around his hole and stroked his pole while I stared at him. He moaned and it just made me want him so bad. He never took his eyes off me once. "Baby I want you so much." I said coming closer to him. "I thought you were being good tonight Jake." He said still stroking himself. "I was until I saw you led there on my bed. I think you know damn well I couldn't resist you tonight Sam." He let out a little laugh and moved to the edge of the bed. Now my cock was very close to his face. "So it had nothing to do with what I just did then?" "Oh fuck. If you only knew just how hot that was. Once touch and I'm gone." I said. He licked his lips and watched the pre-cum dribble from my very angry cock. "I think I can do something about that." He answered, moving in closer, his hand now holding onto the shaft. I gasped. So close. He kept his hand still. I tried to thrust it faster but he wouldn't let me. I was on the verge of exploding. He stood up to face me and we kissed. I knew I didn't have to wait, well at least for some things anyway. We wouldn't fuck, but we could still suck. I had him here with me now. His kiss was loving and passionate. We stayed like that for a while, not taking things any further. Then I sat him on my bed and told him to wriggle himself to the top and lie down. I stared at him for a few seconds, taking in that gorgeous body, then moved myself on top of him, our bodies touching. He felt so warm, so gentle. We kissed again, his arms moving around my back, caressing my skin up and down, almost tickling me. I shivered and moaned at his touch. I broke away from his lips to kiss his neck and nibble on his ears. "I love you." I whispered into his ear; before I moved down to lick his nipples. He gasped and his back arched upwards as I sucked on them gently, one by one. I moved my fingers to pinch on one, while I bit his other. He wriggled about so much and his moaning was loud. He felt good, tasted good. "Oh Jake... keep doing that." I carried on until his nipples were bright red and rock solid. Then I was kissing and licking my way to his navel, swirling my tongue around it. I think his cock was as desperate as mine right then. I pushed my face into his pubes, sniffing out his manly aroma. His pre-cum was dribbling out of the head and I tasted it before pulling away. Its juices were shining as they flowed. I moaned and went to his balls. He had them hairless and smooth, just how I liked mine. I remembered they were hairier last time but I didn't care and wondered if he did that for me. I looked up at him and smiled and he smiled back. I licked at them, sucked them and took them in my mouth, feeling how soft and smooth they felt. He spread his legs wider for me and I took his aching erection in my hand, stroking it up and down, feeling the veins in my hand. "Suck me Jake, please baby, I'm so close." I moved off his balls and licked the tip of his cock, lapping up the juices that were dribbling from him. He moaned and his cock jumped. I licked up and down and all around the shaft before taking half of him in at once. "Ohhhhhh fuck baby." He shouted. I just moaned as he pushed himself upwards, fucking my mouth, forcing more of him inside until I relaxed and had all of him down my throat. He tasted wonderful. I wanted his cock and I wanted his cum. I sucked harder and faster, rolling my tongue around his length as I sucked. I pulled out hard, and went back down fast, moaning at the same time. "Fuck...this is good....so good....I'm gonna cum babe...gonna shoot in your hot mouth." I played with his balls, stimulating them to empty. I sucked for my dear life, and with a finger, circled his ass hole. This must have set him off because he shouted and came.....straight down my throat. Spurt after spurt shot out of his cock. I swallowed some, and then pulled out so I could taste him on my tongue. Delicious! After he had finished and caught his breath back, and I licked him clean, as well as my chin, I moved up to kiss him. He licked his lips, tasting his own hot love juice. "Oh fuck Jake that was amazing. Your mouth is so hot around me." I smiled and he watched me stroking my own erection. He pulled my hand away, and looked at me with those eyes again. "What are you doing? That cock is mine and you ain't touching it tonight. I'm going to take care of that." With that, he flipped me onto my back and kissed me hard. Then, just as I did to him, he did to me. Kissing and nibbling me, starting at my neck, and down to my nipples, where he paid more attention. My cock twitched every time he bit on them. I dribbled pre-cum like never before and I wasn't going to last long. I moaned and groaned, telling him how good he was making me feel. He took my balls into his mouth, rolling them one by one using his expert tongue. That tongue did magic on my body. I wanted more, needed more. "Fuck Sam....I'm gonna shoot soon....I can't take it, you're driving me wild." I pushed my hips up and leaned forward so I could guide his head to my cock. He stroked it a couple of times, milking the pre-cm out, then lapping it up just as I did to him. He looked into my eyes as he took me whole into his mouth. Oh fuck what a site! What a feeling! I tried to keep them open to watch him suck on my cock; twisting his mouth and lips around, giving me pleasures I never new existed. I didn't last long at all and shot into his mouth with one big blow. He greedily swallowed it, trying hard not to gag as I shot load after load into his waiting mouth. He pulled out and squeezed the last few drops of cum onto his tongue as my orgasm subsided. We led there for a while in each others arms, talking and kissing. "I love you. You know that don't you?" Sam said. "Yes and I love you to babe." We both fell asleep soon after that wrapped in each other's arms. It was good to have him there with me. I was happy, very happy. ******************************************** The next morning, I woke up to feel something pressed up against my back. I smiled as I remembered Sam and what we did together. I wanted to stay in bed and make love, but I couldn't. I was achingly hard, but unfortunately, not for that reason. I managed to crawl out of bed without him waking up. I looked down at my sleeping love and couldn't help but give him a little peck on his cheek. He moved a little but didn't wake. I always wondered what it would be like to wake up with him in bed. I thought I would never see the day. I wondered if it would happen again, if he still wanted me. Talk about insecurity. I went to relieve myself, then put a pair of boxers on and figured I should start breakfast. I looked in the fridge and cupboards, but I didn't know what he would like. I suddenly remembered he mentioned one day to liking a fried breakfast at weekends so I decided to do that. With the tomatoes, eggs, bacon, hash browns, bread and mushrooms, I decided that he would like at least something I cooked. I put on my apron. I loved it as it said 'FUCK THE COOK' in big bold letters. My brother got it me for Christmas the year before and I think my mother wore it a few times as well. Frightening thought I know. I didn't hear him come into the kitchen as I was too caught up cooking and singing to myself. I just felt a pair of arms wrap around me and a hard cock press against my ass crack. "Morning sexy." He whispered in my ear. I smiled big. Who wouldn't? "Good morning to you too, did you sleep well?" I asked as I leaned into him. "Like a baby. I haven't slept as well as that in weeks. I could get used to it." He replied, humping my ass. It felt amazing and I figured that if I didn't move, he would start fucking me over the cooker. Not a good idea, so I turned around to face him. His eyes lit up as he read my apron. He chuckled. "Is that an offer?" He asked. My Favourite Patient, Sam Ch. 07 "Kiss me." I told him. He didn't need asking twice. He lifted my apron and it wasn't long before my erection joined his. Although his was bare and mine was confined to my boxers. I stopped him before we got carried away. "Breakfast Sam. What do you like? I've made everything." I just wanted to impress him. Make him think I was worth being with. He looked at the breakfast and said he would have it all and he had to keep his energy up for later. I laughed. Well maybe later. I just had cereal and he had the full fry up. I know he looked at me strangely but didn't say anything. 'God I hope he doesn't think I made it just for him,' I thought. Although I did. We ate in silence, just glancing at each other occasionally. He was gorgeous. Even first thing in the morning, with his hair stuck up and a limp in his step from where his leg has been stiff all night. I wondered if he would be with me for the whole day, or whether he wanted to go back home. Would that be too much for him already? Is it too soon for that? Am I just being stupid? Yes! I decided to go for it. "Would you want to spend the day with me?" I asked, not looking up at him. He paused and it felt like an hour had passed before he answered, but it was only a few seconds. "What do you have in mind?" He asked. I looked at him, but his face didn't register anything. I couldn't think. If I suggested something stupid or something that didn't interest him, then he would just get dressed quickly and run out the door and that would be the last I saw of him. 'Keep calm Jake, he won't run off.' I shrugged instead. 'Oh now he's gonna think you're a right dumb-ass Jake. You can't ask him to stay with you for the day and not think of a way to actually keep him here. Say something, anything.' I thought to myself. "Maybe we could take a ride out of town somewhere, you know, have a change of scenery." I suggested. Well that could work. I looked up at him. He seemed to be in thought. 'Please Jake, don't mess this one up.' Yeah so I talked to myself a lot when I'm nervous. Who doesn't? He smiled. Was that a good sign? I hoped so. "Yeah okay, why not? It should be fun, out on the open road." He laughed and I smiled. Relief washed over me. "Although, I do need to go back home to get changed first. Maybe we could spend the night in a hotel and make it even better?" Oh yeah! Now why didn't I think of that? But I remembered it was Monday the next day and I had work. "Okay yeah I like the idea and everything, but I have work tomorrow." I said. "Phone in sick Jake. Have you had a day off since you started?" I shook my head 'no'. "Well then, one day won't matter so much. Leave a message on the work's answering machine today saying you don't feel well today, and don't think you will be in tomorrow." I agreed, even though I didn't like it. I was awfully honest and didn't like lying. I had a feeling he'd done it on more than one occasion in the past. Hmm. I've got a feeling this guy will be a bad influence. We finished up and I asked him if his breakfast was alright. I know it sounded stupid, but I wanted things to be good so he would stay again. I know he sighed before he answered 'yes', although he tried to hide it. I wondered if that was a good sigh or a bad one. Why was I so nervous? I was quiet as we washed and dried together. I managed to get a few kisses in here and there. It was just impossible not to touch him. Before we went into the bathroom to take our shower, he stopped me and I turned around. "You're perfect just the way you are Jake. I'm already in love and I'm not going anywhere, so stop trying too hard okay?" He kissed me on the lips. I blushed. Blushed? Fuck! "You noticed?" He chuckled. "Oh baby, it was impossible not to. You were a nervous wreck. Stop being so paranoid, I'm here to stay. Now get that cute little butt in that shower so I can ravish it." I laughed and grabbed his semi-erect cock before turning on the shower. As we soaped each other up and got ourselves extremely excited, I thought about what he said. I realised that maybe I was being paranoid about our relationship. I figured that we should just take each day as it comes. "Stop day dreaming and turn around." He said, interrupting my thoughts. I turned to face the wall while he soaped up my back and ran his fingers between my cheeks. He ran his tongue down and felt it lick my crack. I moaned and placed my hands on the cold tile wall as he spread them apart. I was achingly hard and throbbing. "Nice. Very nice." He commented as his tongue circled around my hole. My body started trembling and shivers went right through my body as I felt him dart his tongue in and out of my relaxed pucker. I moaned out loud as he slowly teased me with his tongue whilst kneading my cheeks. He pulled my hips out a little more as he opened me up wider to get his tongue in deeper. He moved it faster in and out. I couldn't help but moan and groan as his tongue did wonders for my nervous system. He moaned and pulled out. "You taste so good babe. You're so tight up there. It's gonna be so hard keeping my cock away; you don't know how badly I want this ass." He dived straight back in and I looked down to see my own cock jump and leak buckets of juice. I grabbed it and started stroking hard and fast. "Oh...umm...yeah...keep going...don't fuckin stop...yeah...so fuckin good babe...love it...mmmm...ohhh....gonna cum....yeah." I mumbled as I pounded my meat harder. He entered two fingers inside straight away. I screamed out in both pain and pleasure as I felt his tongue invade my hole as well. He touched my prostate and I unloaded myself onto the tiled wall. My body shook as my prostate was hit time after time as my orgasm took over. I was weak after that but managed to take him into my arms and kiss him hard. I didn't care if I could taste myself on his lips. I pushed him against the wall, knelt down, and took him into my mouth in one go. I only managed to suck on him for ten seconds before he emptied down my throat. It didn't matter how long it took right then. We had all the time in the world to take our time and pleasure each other. "I needed that." He said breathless. I chuckled and agreed. ************************************ After dressing and packing some of my essentials, such as toiletries, lube, condoms (just in case), fresh underwear, smart shirt and shoes we left for Sam's house. We got there and packed his overnight bag. We decided to take my car, as he shouldn't really drive long distances with his leg still not 100% healed. The insurance just wouldn't cover it, and we didn't want to take any risks. I had no idea where we would end up, but neither did he. We agreed we would just go with the flow, and see what happens. As it turned out, we stopped at the lakes, about 100 or so miles from home. There were plenty of hotels and bed and breakfast's to choose from, so we had a look around. As we drove up the steep hillside, I noticed that there was one that stood out from the rest of them. It appeared to be slightly more 'away' from the others and looked rather inviting. It looked more like a large extended cottage than a hotel. The gardens were well tended to and the conservatory on the side appeared very warm and comfortable, as if it were more a home than a B&B. The 'vacancy' sign on the door told us there were beds available. I looked at Sam and he had the same expression on his face. We both agreed that this was the place. I said I would pay for the room and he agreed to pay for the evening meal and any other extras we would need or take part in. I parked up and as we walked up to the door I wondered what the owners would think if we asked for a double room, instead of a twin or separate. As if he could read my mind Sam spoke up. "You know fuck 'em babe. If they don't like it, we'll just leave. It's gonna be their loss not ours." We walked in and I smiled as I looked around. The place was beautiful, almost romantic. I figured that if the entrance was this good, then the rooms would be even better. Sam squeezed my hand. The lady at the desk smiled and asked if she could help. "We'd like a double room for the night please." I asked. I was surprisingly confident. "Certainly Sir. If I could take your name and address, plus payment details, we will have you settled in shortly." I handed her the relevant details plus my credit card and she gave us the key for room number 6 and pointed us in the right direction. She explained that the room was en suite and we should drop the key off at reception when we went out so we couldn't accidentally lose it outside. She also explained when the evening meal and breakfast was and where it was held, if we wanted to attend. We got to our room and after a quick look around to check it was suitable, which it was, we sank on the bed. "Well babe, either she really didn't give a shit that we were gay, or she was just plain clueless that she put us in a room with a double bed." "Well, she was blond." Sam said laughing. I rolled him over and lifted his sweater up to his neck and bit his nipple. He yelped and laughed again. "You know most of my family is blond. I was blond as a kid. Watch what you say." I replied teasing. He rolled me back over and kissed me. "So that explains it then." He said laughing before getting up again and going into the small shower room and toilet to escape. "I'll get you back for that Johnson. You just wait and see." "Promises promises." He replied chuckling. I could hear the sound of him pissing and my cock thickened a little. I tried to ignore it. "So are we staying here or going out for food?" I asked. He washed his hands and came out. He shrugged and said we might as well stay and stop in the bar downstairs until last orders then get an early night. A little later on, after checking out the bedroom in more detail, we got ready for the meal. We managed to freshen up a little, and put on a clean smart shirt and some shoes to go down to dinner in. I figured that the jeans we were wearing were smart enough. We made sure we were suitable before making our way to the conservatory for dinner. As we sat down, a good looking guy came over and introduced himself. "Hello gentleman. My name is Steven Powell. I'm the owner of this establishment and wish to welcome you in person. I hope you enjoy your stay with us tonight. Here is your menu. I will be back in ten minutes to take your order." He left us alone. I smiled at Sam. "If my gaydar is working correctly, which it sometimes does, I'd say that he's the reason why the receptionist didn't give a shit that we're sharing a room." Sam chuckled. "Yeah?" I nodded. "So how come you didn't figure me out then?" I shrugged. "Bi-guys are a little harder." "Well it looks like we can make all the noise we want then tonight." He said smiling. I punched him gently on the arm. "Trust you to think of sex before we eat." He laughed again. "I don't always think of sex, just most of the time. Plus you just get me so horned up I can't help myself." He smiled and leaned forward. "If I told you I was rock hard and throbbing right now, what would you do about it?" I leaned forward to meet his gaze. I smiled and raised my eyebrows. "Probably slide under the table, unzip your jeans, pull out your cock and suck you dry." I said looking at him in the eyes and licking my lips. Sam's eyes went wide open. I heard a cough. I looked up and Steven was there again. How embarrassing! "Although I'm sure it would make great entertainment gentlemen, I would be grateful if you could refrain from doing it in the restaurant please. People have to eat." He smiled. We both blushed and Steven chuckled. "I forgot to ask if you both would like a drink." I smiled, suddenly forgetting my embarrassment and asked for a bottle of wine. We ordered at the same time and he left us alone. Sam kept grinning at me and did so throughout the meal, along with the odd suggestive wink or remark. Let's just say that I was extremely hard and horny throughout. After the meal, I had to will myself to go soft as we sat drinking at the bar. There were only a few people in, and I figured they were either people who were staying in the hotel, or regulars. I didn't really pay much attention to them. Sam was the only guy I wanted and needed to be with. After the bar closed, we asked for a bottle to take up with us to the room. I was a little tipsy, and hoped he wouldn't take advantage of me. Or would that be such a bad idea? Back in our room, we poured the wine and settled in the bed, in just our underwear. I was thinking about how far I wanted to go with him that night. I knew that I wanted him more than anything, and to feel him inside me was what I had dreamt about for months. I decided to just do it and hoped it was what he wanted as well. He asked me if anything was wrong and why I was so quiet. I said I was thinking, but instead of telling him what about, I would show him instead. He got this curious look in his eyes. I put our glasses on the bed side table and pulled him on top of me as I wiggled down the bed a little. He didn't waste any time pressing his lips against mine and joining our tongues together in a passionate kiss. I moaned as his kiss became urgent and needy. He started humping against me. His hardening cock brushed against mine and it wasn't long before he was throbbing and pulsing within the thin material. He pulled back and took of his boxers, then pulled mine off. He landed on me again and continued rubbing whilst we kissed. I grabbed his buttocks and squeezed, forcing him to go faster. I was so close. His cock felt so good against mine. I could feel his balls banging away alongside my balls. His leaking tip began mixing with my own. Kisses traveled to my cheek then my ear, where he nipped and nibbled at my lobe. I shivered at this and felt my cock pulse a little more. He warned me he was going to cum and speeded up I loved the feel of our cocks together. My hands continued to feel the smoothness of his back and ass. "Oh fuck!" He called out before unloading himself between us. Just the feel of his shooting hot liquid made me cum myself shortly afterwards. Once our breathing returned to normal, he slid down to my chest and abs to lick off our mixed cum which had settled there. I flipped him over and returned the favour. We shared another kiss and relaxed back under the covers on our sides, face to face, with our arms around each other, kissing and touching. He smiled at me. "I've enjoyed today. I'm glad you didn't decide to give up on me. I meant it when I said I love you and want to be with you." I kissed his cheek. "I know, I was being stupid really. I should've listened to you at the start, but I was hurt and pissed off with what I saw. I'm sorry too. Now let's just forget about that and concentrate on tonight. It isn't over yet." I moved my way over the top of him and turned around to face his soft member, so my ass was near his face. He moaned and I felt his hands pull my ass closer to himself. I fondled his growing cock, pulling on the foreskin. I loved the way it eased back the harder it became. I started to take my time, just nibbling on the skin and licking around the head. I loved feeling it grow in between my lips. He must have liked it as his mouth started to chew at my hole. It wasn't long before we were both standing to full attention and plagued by lust. His mouth went to my balls, so I copied him in every step. We went at it for a few minutes before I turned back around again. I sat on top of his chest, straddling him and waving my cock in his face. He tried lifting his head up to lick at it, but he couldn't and I laughed, telling him to try harder. I moved down a little and kissed his nose, moving to his ears, whispering things that I wanted to do to him. He growled and pushed me up off him, then flipped me over, so I ended up face down on the bed. I could feel his rock hard cock sticking into my lower back and I rubbed myself onto it. I knew that I wanted him to be inside me, and by the way I was lifting myself nearer to it, I think he guessed that as well. "You want it babe?" He whispered to me, sending little soft kisses down my back and buttocks. It drove me wild. I could feel my whole body responding to his gentle touch. "More than anything babe, I want to feel you inside me. I'm aching for you, I want you so much." "Okay lie down on your back. I want to watch your face and look into your eyes as make love to you." I did as I was told and he lifted my knees up to my chest, exposing my hole to him. He looked me in the eyes and grinned before heading straight for my ass hole again. I felt his warm tongue rimming my ass, circling it and making me shiver with anticipation. He did this a while, then poked his tongue at my hole. I relaxed and felt him going inside. He pushed and pulled like that, lubing me up well and opening my hole. Somehow I figured he loved doing this. He couldn't get enough of my ass. "Baby that feels so nice....more..gimme more." He pulled his tongue out and replaced it with a finger. It made me jump but I didn't feel any pain, only pleasure. He entered another one, which felt even better. "Mmmmmmmmm baby more." Another finger went in, fucking my hole so well, in and out, making me want more each time. I looked at his cock and the foreskin was right back, the head bright red and dripping with desire. I needed it inside me. I reached in the draw where I put the condoms. He stopped me. "Do we need to use them?" "Well, I tested clean after my ex." "Good, 'cause I asked to be tested in hospital and everything was fine and I haven't been with anyone since then, so forget that rubber crap and let me feel you properly." I smiled and before I had an opportunity to reply, my legs were over his shoulders, and his was cock pointing at my hole. I pushed myself towards him, and he lubed his cock, using his pre cum as well. He slowly slid it in, inch by inch, and I could feel every bit of it. "Oh fuck!" We both said together. He was fully inside me, and stopped to rest while I got used to the feeling of a cock again. I felt so full. There was some pain, but I soon forgot about it. I pushed back and he took the hint, pulling out, then back in again, slowly. I felt him stop just at the rim of my hole, then force its way back inside. He felt wonderful. I looked into his eyes as he stared into mine. I saw the lust, desire, need and love in them as he moved himself in and out of me. I hoped he could se the same in mine. He smiled that gorgeous smile that I fell in love with and leaned in for a kiss. I happily obliged, letting my tongue join his as he speeded up the pace a little. I let out a little groan as he touched my prostate, sending shock waves throughout my body. I heard him giggle against my ear and he did it again. We made love like this for a while. Slow and sensual. My hands caressed his back and sides. We seemed to click together well. I told him I loved him and he responded that he loved me too, and he loved being inside me. I couldn't keep track of the time, but I was sure half an hour past, before I wanted to take it up a level. I moved my hands to his ass. I loved feeling the movement of his thrusts. Pushing him closer to me, he speeded up a little more. He lifted himself away from my body so he could pick up the pace. He started thrusting in and out faster and harder, letting me feel his hot cock fill my hole completely each time. I watched his slick, muscular chest shine with newly acquired sweat. "Oh baby.....you feel so good.....give it me harder and faster....fuck me." "Jake your ass is so fuckin tight. I don't know how long I can last." He didn't waste any time and fucked me raw. I could feel every inch of his length pounding me harder. I pushed back into him and we got a steady rhythm going. I grabbed my cock and started jerking it while he fucked me. He grabbed hold of it instead so I started to pinch and squeeze his nipples. He screamed out my name over and over. I was so turned on; I worked my ass around his cock, milking him, making him growl with lust. My Favourite Patient, Sam Ch. 07 He suddenly went faster and faster, his breathing getting heavier, and sweat was pouring from him, making him look even hotter. It gave me a fuckin hard-on like never before, and I shouted to him that I was coming. We looked into each other's eyes. Suddenly my cock expanded and shoot out it's cum all over my chest and his hand, making my body shudder. My orgasm must have made my ass muscles squeeze his own cock, as the next second, he shouted and I felt his hot pole grow even bigger as his hot cum shot into my hole. "Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh Jake.....take my cum baby......" He shouted in my ear as his orgasm took over his body, and he carried on pounding into my ass. I clenched my ass again, milking every drop out of him, and he moaned again. I loved the feeling it gave me. He collapsed on top of me and I put my arms around him, holing him close. We lay like that for a few minutes while he caught his breath back. His softening cock dropped out as he moved, and so did some of his cum. I tried to hold it in, but it wouldn't work. I groaned. I felt so empty. "Don't worry babe, you can have it again soon." He whispered to me. My body trembled. I told him that I hadn't had an orgasm like that in ages and he agreed. I kissed him for a while, then slid out from under his grasp. I was desperate for a leak, always am after being fucked. He tried to pull me back. "I gotta piss, come hold it for me if you want." I suggested, smiling. I couldn't believe it when he did. I think he knew I didn't expect him to. I didn't stay soft though, as he stroked me half way through while standing behind me. "Sam!" I complained. "Something the matter baby?" He questioned smiling, whilst his kisses traveled over my neck. "Go back in there; you're just making things awkward." He laughed. "I need to go as well." He said, and left my cock alone to empty his own bladder. Just seeing his cock pissing made me harder. "Grrrr I give up. You're doing this on purpose." "You like watching that Jake?" "Fuck yeah. Can't you tell?" I said and we both looked down at my raging boner. He finished and came back into the room. He looked at me from the door way and smiled. I smiled back and opened my legs for him. "Are you coming back, or staying there all night?" He came towards me and bent down. I kissed him, he pushed me on my back, and I moved towards the middle. He lay on top of me and we covered ourselves with the duvet and just snuggled for a little while. Not that I minded, he felt good in my arms. Just being close to me was all I needed from him. I was happy with how things were. ************************************************** I woke up a little later, looked at the time, and noticing it was very early in the morning, I thought I should give him a wake up call. I scooted down a little under the covers, then trailed soft kisses over his nipples, stomach and abs, down to his treasure trail and close to his pubic bush. He squirmed underneath me but didn't say a thing. I was unsure of whether he was awake, but I carried on enjoying myself with his body. I grabbed hold of his slightly semi-erect cock and gave it a tug. A sharp intake of breath told me he was either waking up or fully awake. I pretended not to hear it and carried on stroking him to full erection. I looked at it carefully, impressed with its size and thickness. My tongue reached out to the tip and another gasp let me know he was awake. I lifted the duvet up a little to let some light in, so I could see better. I put myself in a better position and licked underneath the shaft to his balls. The stubble tickled my nose as I sniffed them. My own cock pulsed with the attack. Oh yeah, it liked that. He opened his legs wider and lifted his knees so I could get a glance at his hole. I was positive I could see it winking at me. I growled my desire and licked up and down his thighs, tickling him. He chuckled and moaned but didn't say a word. I spread his legs wider so I could take a closer look. He lifted his legs higher, so I took this as an invitation and moved my mouth to his anus, swirling my tongue around his puckered hole. He started mumbling words that I couldn't understand but I took it as a good sign. I darted my tongue in and out, opening him wide. He tasted divine. The musky manly smell of his ass just made my cock quiver. His cock bobbed with delight. I stopped and came out from underneath the duvet and took a breather. He stared into my eyes. I melted in his. I got all the permission I needed from that and pulled the covers off us and went back to concentrating on his ass, taking a finger into my mouth, sucking on it, then entering his hole. He yelped slightly and tensed around my finger. He was so tight. I pulled out, then pushed back in until he got used to it. "Christ baby, you're fuckin tight up there." "It's been a long time." I entered another finger, feeling him clench up again. I moved in and out, feeling him get loose each time. I sucked on his balls at the same time, making it easier on him. He moaned as I fingered his hole, and I knew I could get a third in easier. I slid right inside and his moans became groans as I touched his prostate. "Ok baby, ready when you are, but I want to sit on you. Is that okay?" He said. I nodded and smiled. He straddled over my hips, and leant down to kiss me. I found the lube and rubbed my cock, making it nice and slick. 'This is gonna be a tight fit,' I thought to myself. "Do you want some lube?" I asked concerned. I opened my drawer and reached for it. He nodded his head and I slicked some up inside him. He moved down and lifted himself up over my raging erection. I pointed it to his hole and all in one go he pushed himself deep on me. His eyes popped open. So did mine. "Fuckin hell babe, you okay?" I asked. He nodded, although he obviously wasn't okay. I kept still until he got used to the feeling. His face screwed up and his cock went a little limp. It must have hurt. He opened his eyes and looked into my eyes. I smiled. "You didn't have to be so quick about it." I said, rubbing his chest. "I'm fine. Just a bit of a shock that's all. Now I'm good, the pain will go soon." He lifted himself up and pushed himself down again. We both moaned together. He was so tight and it felt fuckin good. He rode on my cock once he got a steady rhythm going. His cock came back to life, and I stroked it while he rode himself on me. I started thrusting myself upwards to meet his thrusts. "I love this cock, I love riding it baby. I love watching your face as your cock fills my hole." "I love your ass. So tight, so warm. You look so hot baby." I replied. I thrust myself upwards, as he moved himself onto my cock. I was throbbing and he was leaking. His cock jumped each time I hit his prostate. We must have been at it for half an hour or more. I don't know how I lasted. He slowed down a little and leaned forward to kiss me. His sweaty body just felt so good in my hands. His lips were hot against mine. I got all my energy together and turned him around, so he was on his back. I entered him again slowly and we made love like that. It felt so good to see his eyes sparkle each time I hit his pleasure button. We moaned as we kissed. I loved feeling his hard member between us, all sloppy and wet. I went to kiss and nibble on his ear, he chuckled and shivered. "Faster Jake." He whispered. I moved a little faster and harder. I got more of a rhythm going and he grabbed hold of his cock to stroke it while I slammed into him thrust after thrust. He felt so good and I couldn't stop. I felt my balls draw up into my body and he kept squeezing his ass muscles to stimulate me more. His sweaty body was making me so horny. I couldn't stop myself and pounded the living daylights out of him. I was finding it hard to speak and could only groan out my pleasure of being inside of him. "Gonna cum baby.....gonna....shoot....in.....your ass." I panted. "Oh yeah...do it." He stroked faster and I could feel myself getting nearer and nearer. Sam clenched his ass around my cook even harder and that did it for me. I grunted so loud as my hot cum shot deep into him, causing a burst of cum to blow out of Sam, over his chest, face and mouth. We were both breathless and I licked his cum up as we recovered from the amazing fuck we just had. I led on top of him, my limp cock staying inside his hole, while my cum leaked out from the sides. He reached down, picked some up and tasted it. I kissed him and we shared it together. I loved him and he loved me. I knew that more than anything. I held on tight to him. I didn't want to let him go from my arms. We were both shattered and slept. I woke again with my arms tight around Sam. Half my body was on him and half off. My cock was soft and was glad of it. The covers were pulled up around us. I sat up and rolled him over. I looked at his ass. So tight and firm. I kissed it a little and heard him moan. He turned to face me and opened his eyes. He reached up and tweaked my nipples. I yelped and slapped him hard on his ass. He jumped and yelped. I was sure a smile came on his face. I slapped him again, a little harder. He jumped, but with a silent moan. "You have a little fetish?" I questioned. He laughed and turned around so he was facing me, giving me a kiss. "I love you." Sam confessed. "I also love you." "Fuck me Jake." "Again?" "You gonna turn me down?" "Now I didn't say that, I just wasn't expecting it. Get me hard, and then you can sit on me and ride my cock however you want." "Lazy ass." "You want it." "Yeah but you enjoy it too." "But I love the view better that way. You look fuckin hot bouncing up and down on me." "Ok you win. But you gotta fuck my doggie style after. I love that." "Deal." There was no messing about that time, or any romantic business, just pure fast, hot sex. I spat on my cock and lubed that up, and then he sat on my face while I licked his hole deep and wide. He tasted divine. After a few minutes, he sat down on my throbbing boner and rode himself and me to heaven. What a site it was. This hot gorgeous man was fuckin my cock, for what felt like hours. He was sweating, I was sweating, and as I thrust myself up to him, before long, I shot my load into his ass. He soon followed, and his hot sticky love juice landed on my chest and face, without him even touching himself. Again, we were in this position for a while. My cock went limp inside him, and cum dripped out of his hole. "Don't ever leave me Sam." I said to him as we relaxed. "Never baby, never." He said as he drifted off. We relaxed in that position. We didn't move from the bed until lunch time, and it felt wonderful. I knew I could get used to having him in my arms every night. We both showered; unfortunately, it had to be separate as it was too small. With Sam's persuasion, I phoned in sick for another day, and decided to stay another night at the hotel. We explored the lakes and countryside, even managing to make love in a forest, surrounded by trees and wildlife. Those few days were amazing for us both. We made love constantly and learned many more things about each other. We constantly chatted away about life in general and even the silences were comfortable ones. I was happy just being in his company, even when we were quiet and had nothing to say. I didn't regret not taking things slow like I said I wanted to. I was just glad that I made it up with him. If he hadn't decided to turn up that Saturday night, I would hate to think how long it would have took me to get over my jealous, stupid behaviour. I was glad he made the effort to talk to me and make me see how good we were together. Life was good. No, life was fucking fantastic. The end.