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some."
He rolled his eyes and had some more beer. "You worry too much. I work out, I eat fairly healthy." Even if
that was mostly because Sam made sure he did. "I'm in good shape."
"You're in fantastic shape," Sam said, leering at him. "Trust me. But you lived on pizza the whole time I was
gone, didn't you?"
"Not just pizza." Though he imagined the fast food burgers were probably even lower on Sam's good for you
list than the pizza...
"Pizza, burgers, and fries." Sam plonked a plate in front of him with his sandwich square in the middle.
"And I'll bet the only vegetables you had were in the burgers or under the pizza cheese."
"You'd lose that bet -- I had a garden salad with the burgers and fries." He had nothing against vegetables,
he just never remembered them. At least he hadn't before Sam -- the salad with the burgers was something
he'd never have done before.
"Aw, you love me." Sam smiled and kissed him again. "Eat. I'm tossing in laundry. And then I want you in
bed."
"I like the way that sounds," he told Sam. And so did his cock; he didn't get hard or anything, but it had
twitched, let him know there was still life down there.
"It's been a while," Sam said, nodding. "I just... damn, man. Eat and get in there. Even just holding onto you
would be good right about now." Sam left the kitchen, and in a moment Robert could hear him at the wash-
ing machine, starting a load up.
Robert ate quickly, wolfing down the food. Shit, he'd been hungry. He washed it down with the beer and sat
back with a satisfied sigh. Now if there was chocolate cake, it would be perfect.
"Bed!" Sam yelled. "I'm naked!"
Better than chocolate cake.
Robert hauled himself up and put his dishes in the sink, rinsed his hands and headed for the stairs. He took
them slower than usual and was still winded by the time he got to the top. Shit, how long was this going to
last? He needed to be in top shape to work.
Sam was sprawled on the bed, definitely naked. But instead of doing his usual 'gotta have sex right now'
wiggle, he was peering at the door, waiting. "All right?" he asked, looking harder. "In the bed, lie down.
You're pale."
"I'm fine, Sam." He leaned against the dresser though as he started stripping and tried not to pant, as that was
threatening to send him into another coughing fit.
"Right." Sam got off the bed and wandered over in something only slightly slower than a rush, helping him
strip. "Nothing terribly active for you tonight."
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"I just need to lie down for a minute and I'll be fine." He was also whining and pouting. He wanted some of
what Sam had on display. He opened his jeans and tugged them down along with his boxers, his cock point-
ing right at Sam.
"Yeah, right," Sam said, but it was a lot less emphatic than before, and his gaze was right were Robert
wanted it to be. "Um. Bed. Now?"
"Yes." He stumbled over, more because he wasn't quite out of his jeans yet than anything else and landed
hard in bed, flipping over so Sam wouldn't lose track of the pointed bits.
To Sam's credit, he went right for the good parts, nuzzling and licking while he fought with Robert's pants.
"You rest," he mumbled. "I'll do the work."
"Uh-huh." He could do that. He did help Sam out, kicking the final pant leg off his foot. Then he closed his
eyes and let Sam and his body do their thing.
"No panting," Sam ordered, then he licked more, a wide, wet swath right up the length of Robert's cock.
He chuckled at Sam's words, and started coughing. "Don't stop," he managed between coughs.
Sam's head lifted up, leaving Robert's dick to cool. "Maybe we shouldn't..."
"Sammy..." he growled and managed to get his coughing under control. "Don't leave me hanging like this."
It had been fucking days and now that he was home and fed, and in bed with a naked Sam, his body was
remembering that fact.
"But maybe you're not well enough?" Sam didn't go back to licking him, but he did start playing with his
hands, and Robert could feel Sam start to rock himself against the bed.
"I'm well enough." He grabbed Sam's arm and hauled him up, his hand sliding to wrap around Sam's prick.
"I'm well enough to get blown and to jack you off, okay? I'm not broken."
"Not broken," Sam repeated, his eyes glazing over. "Okay. Oh boy." In Robert's hand, Sam's cock flexed. "I
should suck you first. So I don't turn into pudding." Contrary to the words, though, Sam was just like al-
ways, pushing into Robert's hand and making soft sounds.
He grinned and tightened his hand, moving it slowly -- letting Sam do most of the work. "I won't let you
forget about the blowjob."
"Okay." Sam nodded quickly. Whether he actually heard and understood was anyone's guess. "Oh man, it's
been a while." His eyes closed and his hips got faster, the noises spilling out of him. "Robert. Yeah."
He watched Sam's face, loving the way Sammy threw himself into sex, into loving. When Sam started to
pant, Robert knew it was almost -- already -- time. Sam's speed really didn't seem to be slowing down as he
got older, but then thirty was still a couple of years away for him. And he still got it back up damn fast, too.
"Oh, God." Sam moaned, his hands moving restlessly over Robert and the bed. "Good. Oh boy, good." His
hips jerked, picking up speed. "There, right there, oh --" When he started to come, cock twitching, his eyes
opened wide and he stared down at himself, at Robert's hand, shuddering. "Ohhhh, yeah."
Robert tilted Sam's head and took a kiss, tongue pushing in. He remembered to keep it to a lot of short kisses
rather than attempting one long one.
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"Nice," Sam murmured, shaking a tiny bit. "Damn, I've missed you." He kissed Robert back as he came
down, the trembles easing off. "Your turn. I've missed that, too."
"Yeah, me too." He grinned and wiggled a bit in anticipation. "Love your mouth."
"Love your cock." Sam laughed. "And the rest of you. But let's focus on one thing at a time." Sam kissed the
corner of Robert's mouth and started moving, shimmying down the bed. "Gimme."
"All yours." He lifted his hips a little. As if Sam didn't know where it was.
"That's what I like best about you; you share." Sam grinned up at him and winked, then started licking again.
"And you have so much to be generous with."
He gave Sam a wide smile and closed his eyes again, letting himself feel without distractions. "Love you,
Sammy," he murmured.
"Love you, too." Sam hummed a little and started bathing Robert's cock and balls, moaning happily. He
licked and kissed and nuzzled, and when Robert lifted his hips again, just a little, Sam sucked him in and
started to slowly bob his head, hands petting Robert's thighs.
He tried not to breathe too hard, tried to just go with the flow, but Sam was pretty fucking good at sucking,
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