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Chapter 50
The rest of the morning they sat at the table, staring at the phone.
It was just after noon when the phone rang.
Gerard looked at Peter.
"Pick it up, you've have to do it sometime."
Gerard took a deep breath, "Hello?"
Gerard listened, "To be honest, I don't know. A living room, kitchen, a bathroom, a small extra room and of course a bedroom."
Peter looked at him, holding up both his hands. "What are you trying to sell this place?"
"Oh, happy to hear that, Sir, yes tomorrow morning, 9 o'clock will be fine. Yes Sir, see you then."
"What was that all about?" Peter wanted to know.
"Not sure really, he was very interested in your place, told me not to touch or clean anything. Any way, he will be here early tomorrow morning.
"Did he say what he wants, did he ask how you, or we, looked?"
"No, but who cares, he's paying! Oops, I forget to mention the price."
"Great, just great!"
Before they knew it was one o'clock, the doorbell rang.
"Yippee! Our first clients!" Gerard yelled.
"Do they have to pay directly or afterwards/" Gerard asked.
"What do you think, they pay directly, the moment they enter."
Both Peter and Gerard were at the door, seeing the lift stop at the floor. Two businessmen exited.
"Welcome gentlemen please enter." Peter said as he stepped aside to let them enter.
"Thank you." One of the men said, "Where is the room, we don't have much time, as you understand."
"Of course, this way, please." Peter guided them to the bedroom, "The shower is just over there."
The men looked around, "Thank you, this will do, very fine. Now leave us."
Peter shook his head and held up his hand.
"Oh, of course, sorry. "The taller of the two got his wallet out and paid Peter the money.
"Thank you, Sir, if there's anything you need, just give us a call."
The other man smiled, "Trust me we have everything we need!" Slapping his partner on the ass."
"Very well, Sirs." Peter said and turned around, pushing Gerard in front of him back to the kitchen.
In the kitchen Peter put the money in an empty tea tin. "Our first earnings!"
"Yes, put in there, after a month we split it. Oh, Peter we're going to be rich!"
"Easy now, let's see how things are going!"
They both jumped up when the phone rang, quickly they ran to the living, Gerard was there first and picked up the phone.
He said hello and listened, frowned, and looked at Peter with a frown.
"Yes Sir," he answered in a deep voice, "I'll keep that on mind."
"No, I never heard of that place."
"Yes, very intresting."
Peter had to walk away, the low voice of Gerard was just hilarious.
"Very well, ues, I did take your number, and thanks for telling me. Yes Sir, you too. Good day."
"What was that all about? That silly voice?"
"It was the Master, asking to come to work for him."
"It's a small world afterall."
"I guess. Do you hear that?"
"You must be deaf not to hear that! I hope the bed will survive! I'll have to sleep in it tonight!"
"Man, they are really getting it on! God, just hearing them makes me horny!" Gerard reach down his pants and gave his cock a good squeeze.
"You want another coffee?"
"Yeah, why not."
The phone rang again. "Your turn now" Gerard said and rested back in his seat.
"Hello."
"Wednesday, will be fine, Sir, what time?"
"Four, yes Sir, it take about 30 minutes from Central Station, Tram number two."
"Yes, I you know the neighbourhood. ... Yes that the correct stop."
"Perfect, wednesday, four o'clock." Peter confirmed, holding his thumb to Gerard, he mentioned the price, and listen for a few seconds more. "Very well,Sir, I'll be naked, lubed and waiting for you, looking forward to it...Sir."
"Another one!" Gerard shouted, at the same time a load cry came from the bedroom, followed by asecond one. "Guess they';re happy too!"
"Yes, Wednesday at four, I don't know, you or me, but anyway, he want me, or you, naked and ready. By the sounds of his, I guess it will be a regular fuck, straight forward, quick and clean."
"Perfect! Guess they have finished." Gerard said as the shower was turned on.
Peter had made them another cup of coffee. The two men exited the bedroom.
"Well, eh."One of the men started.
"Eh, very well, it was very clean, eh, I mean he bed and the shower, very well indeed." The other one finished. "Two weeks from now, same time."
"Two weeks, I'll have to wait two weeks?" The short one said.
"Better this, than a quick fondle in the park!"
"Yeah, I know you're right, as usual." Quickly the sort guy gave the taller one a kiss on his cheek.
"Very well, I'll make a reservation." Gerard said
"Maybe we can get a discount, I mean, after all, we are regular guest."
"A discount!?" Regulars? This was your first time! Sure, we'll give you a discount, when you bring your own sheets, trust me the tenth time it will be free of charge, even better, you can bring your family along!" Peter answered.
"I think we'll have to go, well see you!" and both hurried out of the apartment.
"Hey, easy! What's wrong with you?"
"I don't know." Peter said. "Didn't you see, they both wore a wedding ring!"
"So? Thank God for that, otherwise they wouldn't have been here!"
"I know, but I hate it, just because a man fancies another man it has be done a secretly, a quick fuck in your lunchbreak, or a get together in the park, getting engaged or even married to hide that you are a homosexual. Always lies and lies!"
"Well, I've never lied."
"Neither have I, but to be honest I also never told the truth."
Gerard wrapped his arms around Peter, "What's wrong, dear?"
"I 'don't know. Do you like guys?"
"Of course I do!"
'Good, me too, but why can't it be just like a boy meets girl? Everyone is happy, they get married and all is well. Look at those guys just now, both good jobs, but both married. They have to pay to make love to the one they really love."
"Don't be stupid, Peter, look at the red light district, hundreds, maybe even thousand girls are there, 24 hours a days, to service happily married men. They get there what they're not getting at home. Trust me it's all the same, homo or straight. Do you think those guys tell their wives? No, of course not, all lies, Peter, sex is bout lies, about your deepest desires, about the things you can't do with your wife, or even with your boyfriend. We make dreams come through, Peter!"
Peter sighed; he knew Gerard was right, "Well I'm going to change the sheets."