Scott's house of fun Part 4

It was the following morning (Tuesday) after I had left Sam. I was 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 transfered Jake?" She asked.

"To be honest Sue, I really fancy him and he feels the same. It is becoming rather awkward when I go there. We get on really well, and although I don't want to lose him, it may be better off. We have also talked, and said that if it OK with you, we could...well..you know...start....dating? 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 him thats fine with me, you just have to wait 6 weeks".

My wide eyes showed my horror. 
"I'm sorry Jake but thats 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 3 weeks went slowly. Although I felt sad, I tried to keep up appearances infront of others. Sue could tell my disappointment and talked to me about it a few times. Sam and I ended up speaking on the phone nearly everyday. We talked about how we missed each other, and how I couldn't wait to have him in my arms and touch him. We had phone sex a few times. I couldn't help it, he made me so horny, and just the thought of his cock in my mouth, sucking him until he came down my throat, made my mouth water and my cock rock hard.

It was Friday, nearly 4 weeks since I'd seen Sam and 3 days since I'd spoke to him. In fact. eevrytime 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."

Well. I was so happy I could have kissed her, but stopped myself, just replying "thankyou Sue, it means a lot."
I decided to suprise Sam that night with the good news. I was so excited and my smile never lifted from my face.

It was later that night, about 10.30pm when 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 seemed a little giddy, and was only half dressed. I raised my eyebrows at her.

"Hi, is Sam here?" I asked her.
"Err..yeah..you 'ere for the party?" 

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 answered as I started to step inside, but she stopped me. I was annoyed now, not to mention confused.

"No, not a good idea, he's sorta busy at the mo. Can I help you wiv anything?" she asked slurring.

"No, I said I want to speak to him. Get him for me, or I'm coming in whether you like it or not"

She stepped back, and turned her head around. "SAAAAAAMMMMMM, someone at the door for ya"

"I'M FUCKING BUSY KAREN...TELL THEM TO GO AWAY" Sam shouted back.

I wondered why he was so busy. I wanted to go inside and look but decided against it. 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 swaying to the door, obviously pissed. He was wearing a pair of tight shorts and look so hot. I wanted to rip them off him and suck....
He stppoed whem he saw me there.

"Hey babe" I said
"What the fuck you doin 'ere?" He replied.

I didn't answer. What was I supposed to say to that? Who did he think I was? He carried on

"You come to check on me have ya, check I've been a good boy? Or do you just wanna piece of my ass".

I stood there staring at him. Why would he say that to me? "No, I just wanted to..."

I was interuppted. "COME ON SAM, GET YOUR ASS IN HERE. TELL WHOEVER'S AT THE DOOR TO FUCK OFF. I'M READY FOR YOU." Another voice shouted.

My eyes wide open in shock, I stood there staring yet again. Then another man came at the door, smiled when he saw me. His hands wrapped around Sam's waist. He started dry humping Sam's ass and laughing. "You 'ere for the party too boy?. You're kinda cute, I'd do ya"

I felt sick. I shook my head in shock. How could he? I told him he was a bastard and walked off, tears filling my eyes. He shouted me back but I didn't want to know. I left him standing there alone. I drove home and cried.

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The next moring was a blur. I drank a full bottle of vodka when I got home, and now I was feeling the effects from it. I couldn't get over what happened the night before. It wasn't a dream, I knew what I saw and heard was real. He talked to me like I was nothing to him, maybe I was just a quick fuck all along, another notch on his bedpost. He didn't even try to explain himself, or run after me. Just let me walk away. Fucking shithead. I'd been such an idiot. 

The phone rang at lunchtime. I answered it, as soon as I heard him say my name I hung up. He even has the cheek to phone me. I didn't see why I should speak to him. He'd ignored me for 3 days, then I find out the reason why, it's because he was with someone else. 

He would only apologise, tell me how much he loves me, how it was a mistake, it didn't mean anything to him. All the usual bullshit you hear from cheaters. All the things I'd fallen for before.

He phoned me about 10 times during the day, even on my mobile phone. I couldn' turn it off as I was on call all weekend. He sent me 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'm sure he could get what he needed from his 'bum chums'.

The next couple of weeks went OK. I went to work and came home. I hardly went out, even when my freinds dragged me to the pub, I couldn't be bothered. I didn't tell Sue. She would only start asking me questions which I wasn't in the mood to answer. Sam had even stopped calling after a week. I couldn't have meant that much to him if he'd given up so easily. 

I hadn't been to my favourite nightclub for a while. I needed a man soon, and I was determined to have some fun and maybe even pull a hunky guy at the same time. I hadn't even had sex for a few months. It was driving me nuts. My hand wasn't doing anything for me and even my dildo had become a bore.

Saturady night I'd decided to get myself dressed up and go out to 'PLEASURE', a gay bar down town. I was determined to do something with myself. I called a couple of gay mates 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 a couple, 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. But whenever we went out, they never made me feel left out. I appreciated it and they had their own 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 diasagreed or said anything. Martin being the more feminine bottom, and Danny the more manly top, but they did swap occasionally when the mood took them. I thought they were cute, but didn't fancy them at all. Just weren't my type, which I suppose is a good thing. We never had a threesome, and it never actually crossed my mind to be that way with them, even when we first met 2 years ago.

I'd explained everything about Sam to them as soon as it happened. They were brilliant friends, 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 hello's and kisses, then went inside.