The Big One

Chapter 9 - Hamburger Harriet's

Thursday morning I woke up to a flurry of texts.

My mom was pissed that I told my brother I wasn't coming home.

My dad was pissed that I'd upset my mom.

My boss was pissed that I wasn't at the worksite to install new cabinets in San Bruno.

Everyone hated me today.

I wrote my mom back that I'd come home when I figured out my work and finals  schedule.

I wrote my dad that I'd make sure mom was happy again soon.

I wrote my boss that I'd ended up in LA because I thought everything was shut down and hadn't heard from him.

I tossed my phone aside and hugged a sleeping Anderson into my side.

"What's wrong?" He yawned.

"Everyone is mad at me." I showed him the texts.

"Your boss is nuts. It's not safe to go back yet. You don't even have your dorm room. Tell him you're homeless. I'll sue his ass if he tries to fire you! That is inexcusable and any jury in San Francisco will give you everything he owns! Let me call this bitch," Anderson swiped to show his phone number. He was furious.

"You can't do that. No! I'm an adult. I handle my business." I took my phone back.

"Ok." Anderson kissed my chest. "I just don't want anything to happen to you. You're so perfect and I just found you. And guys like that need to be put in their place. I'm protective." He rubbed his hand over my pecs.

My phone started to buzz again.

"He says if I'm not back Saturday for work then I'm off the crew. Maybe I can ride back to Modesto with Tenley tomorrow and then get my dad to take me... I don't know if my dorm will be open though." I sighed. I shouldn't have left town.

"It will not be open. He's being unreasonable because you're young and responsible and he thinks he can strong arm you," Anderson advised.

"I have to work though. I don't know what to do." I shook my head.

Anderson felt so good in my arms. He burrowed against my chest, and rubbed a hand down to my cock.

"You can work for me. I have lots of projects I want to get done before I sell my condo, and Kellan has some things too. Oh! Yao needs his bookshelves fixed. He's a nice guy on the fourth floor. You can be your own boss. We'll make it work." Anderson sounded so confident.

"Ok but just until I can get back to normal. I'm not a charity, and I can't..." I started.

"I know. You're a big strong man. You'll stay with me until your dorm is safe. It's all going to be ok... Mister Sir," he interrupted. He squeezed my growing erection to emphasize the point.

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We spent the day in the house. Anderson spread out his work stuff all over the bed. I tried to log into my courses, but there was just a message from the college saying things would be down until next week.

Cooper had a full gym setup on the lowest level of his house. He had the latest weights and strength training machines. It was a huge step up from the campus gym. We spent a long time comparing lifting routines with Kellan and Justin. Kyle was nowhere around.

Kellan surprised all of us. The dude was a powerhouse. I'd thought of him as Anderson's goofier, gayer friend, but he could lift with the best of them. His muscles were not just decoration, and his form was solid. He even gave me a few pointers with my arms.