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4 on the Floor
    ~ B.J. Scott ~
    Copyright 2011- 09-28 : B.J. Scott
    Beau to Beau Books
    ISBN: 978-1-6184-5027-2
    All rights reserved
    http://www.beautobeau.com
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    Included in: 4 on the Floor
    1 .  Openers
    2.  Introduction
    3.  4 on the Floor
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    Introduction:
                  Max has always had a problem keeping a roommate.  Not only is he hot tempered, but he is also a self-proclaimed sex addict and he can never resist the young guys with the tight bodies.  Within three months of being hit on constantly, they leave in disgust.  Max promises himself that this time will be different.  Wh en a big ox of a man with tatto oed muscled arms shows up at his door, Max knows he can keep his hands off of him.   He is not Max’s type .  When the new roommate has his two buddies over one night, they give Max something he has never experienced before, and he de sperately wants to join them in their nightly game.
    4 on the Floor :
    Max never could keep a roommate.  He was too hot tempered and too much of a sex addict.  He had promised himself repeatedly that he would choose the man he was least attracted to, but he never carried through with his promise.  As soon as a young guy with a tig ht body walked through his door, he was guaranteed to be chosen as Max’s new roommate .  Within three months he was hitting on the poor guy constantly until he had had enough and moved out and Max was once again looking for a new roommate.  Max loved sex, but he was also low on cash , so once again he made the same promise he had made every time he needed a new roommate . “ I am going to choose the one man I would never want to sleep with. ”   But he wondered if that man really existed.  Max seemed to like them all.  A man had called about the ad for a roommate before seven that morning saying that he would be there at noon.  At straight up twelve the doorbell rang. 
    Max opened the door to a big man with muscled arms and tattoos.  He was definitely not Max’s type.  T his man was neither young nor pretty.  “Come in.” 
    “Thanks.  Name’s Carl.”  Not bothering to shake hands, Carl walked on in and looked around.  “Not a bad place you got here.  Nice house, lots of space.” 
    Max followed Carl as the bold man didn’t hesitate to tour his house.  Max didn’t think his house was all that big.  It just looked big because he couldn’t afford much furniture to put in it . 
    Carl stopped at one point and turned to Max.  “You gay?” 
    Max didn’t know if he should deny it or tell the truth.  What if this big guy was a gay basher?  What if he had friends just as big and tattooed as he, who were gay bashers?  “What difference does it make to you ?” Max snapped back.  
    Carl slapped him on the arm.  “It makes a big difference.  I’m a big tough fag who likes to suc k cock.”  He stared at Max’s crotch , and Max immediately stuck his hands in side his pockets. 
    “You sproutin’ somethin’ in there?” 
    Max felt his cock grow with each new word from this man.  Carl didn’t wait for an answer.  His hand was on Max’s crotch instantly and he slid it upward bringing the cock to its fullest.  Max tried to step back but his feet would not move. 
    “Just wh at I thought.  So, when do I move my stuff in?”  Carl’s hand never left Max’s dick as he asked the question . 
    “Uh, anytime.”  Max looked down at the man’s hand on his crotch .  The hand was huge and he wanted this big man on him and in him. 
    “Be back in an hour.  Be ready for me.”  Carl walked out the door, not bothering to shut it behind him. 
    Max just stood there, his hard cock pressing against his jeans.  Then he wondered what Carl had meant when he had told him to be ready for him.  It was exactly an hour later when Carl returned with two large bags.  Max ’s erection had gone down while Carl was away , but it was making a quick