My Boss, My Lover, My Friend

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When I opened my eyes the next morning it was because the sun was shining straight into my face. I blinked a few times and tried to remember last night. It wasn't hard to do so as I had an arm wrapped around my chest and the warm body of a man spooning me. I smiled and felt happy. A light snore tickled my ears and that was giving me some goose bumps. Joe was still asleep, but I really had to get up if I didn't want to wet the bed. I disentangled myself from his arms and went to the bathroom as quietly as I could. As soon as my bladder was empty I brushed my teeth because I knew the kissing of last night would soon start all over again.

When I came back to the bedroom, Joe was sprawled all over the bed and the sheets had moved away so that I could admire his beautiful hairy chest. The sheets just covered his pubes and the general sight was so erotic. I looked at him a few minutes more and then went to the kitchen to start a fresh pot of coffee. I didn't bother to put any clothes on as I guessed that those would be taken away in a very short time. I just put on some clean white briefs as I thought that covered genitals are far more exciting than nude ones. I looked into the fridge if I could find a few things for making some breakfast. I found the necessary fruit, eggs, bacon and sausages. I put some bread slices in the toaster and pressed some oranges. Before I was even finished, Joe came into the kitchen and took me in his arms from behind. I felt his entire body pressed against mine and I just threw my head back to rest on his shoulder.

• Good morning my lover, Joe said. You sure are a busy bee in the morning. Did you sleep well?

• Good morning sunshine, I answered. Yes, I slept very well and I woke up with the nicest feeling of you pressed against my back just like you are doing now and I thought I could really get used to that feeling every morning.

• If you want this every morning, it is up to you as I am ready to give it to you. One word of you and we have a sealed deal.

I turned around and looked in his eyes and I could see he was dead serious. He wasn't joking. He was absolutely ready to commit himself in a monogamous relationship. But nonetheless I wanted a confirmation about it.

• You mean you are ready to commit yourself in a relationship?

• Yes, indeed I am. There is nothing in this world that would make me happier than commit to you and seal it in front of the legal instances. That is, of course, if you agree.

• Let's eat first, I said. I can't think clearly with an empty stomach.

Joe laughed at that.

• You know, he said, I have had lots of time to think about that over the month and years. I knew that if you were responding to my love that I would do whatever it takes to have you and keep you. I know it will be a huge step in my personal life as well as my professional one, but if you say yes, I'll make that step without fear! With you at my side I know I can conquer the world.

I was flabbergasted. This man was showing me so much love that I almost couldn't believe it. A shiver was running up and down my spine with his declaration. No one, ever, had said such things to me and certainly not the way he did: self-confident, natural, without making a fuzz about it. To him it seemed the most normal thing in the world.

I had to sit down and put something into my stomach or I would faint. Joe took the two plates and sat them in front of us. I dove in immediately as I had the need for food. Joe said nothing and I knew he was waiting for my reaction on what he had said. While we were eating I had the time to assimilate it all. Once my plate was empty and I had taken my medicine, I looked him in the eyes and saw him smiling.

• Do you realize all the implications of what you said, I asked him.

• Yes, I do, he answered. First of all I have to come out of the closet to my parents, family and friends. Then to the people in the office, although I think they are already speculating on my sexual orientation. After all that, we have to find a place to live and start as a couple.

• Do you mean nobody knows you are gay? I asked.

• Indeed, nobody knows. I guess a few people suspect, like my mother, but do not all the mothers know before we know ourselves? But I don't really care what people will think or say. When I am with you, the rest of the world can get lost, I don't care. I want us to be happy and I will do whatever it takes to reach that point. Those who want to turn their back on us are the losers.

• Ok, Ok ... I got that, I said. But let's take one thing at the time. What do you think your parents will say, and by the way, do you have any brothers and sisters?

• Yes, I have two brothers and one sister. They are all younger than me and my sister really suspects I am gay as she already asked me once, but I didn't answer. What my parents are concerned, I guess my mother will be ok with it. My father, I don't know ... He never showed his feelings towards my brothers and me and not even my mother. He seems to be a little closer to my sister, but it is not really that obvious. I suspect they have a little idea about my sexual orientation, but what is really important to them is that their children are happy. When they'll meet you, I know they'll love you and know that I am happy with you. If there is one thing that I really want to ban out of my life is the fact that I am hiding. I want to live my life and I would really want you to be part of it.

• Ok ... What about the office? I surely don't want to be known as the boss's little friend!

• I thought about that and before I go on on this subject let me tell you that I will have a zero tolerance for homophobes in the company. The slightest negative comment on gay people will be severely penalized. I will not tolerate pejorative words or actions. Those who can't live to that rule will be invited to leave the company, even if their professionalism is at top level.

Joe had really thought everything over very carefully. Once again he amazed me not only as a lover, a friend or my boss, but most of it as a person. At each of his explanations I admired him even more than the minute before. Despite him being a very sensitive and tender person, on the verge of being delicate, he was also very rational and someone who knew exactly where he was heading to.

• But, concerning your position towards your colleagues, I first have to ask you a question. Does anybody at the office know you are gay Steve?

• Actually no, I answered him; I like to separate my private and my professional life. What goes on in my private life, I don't take it with me to the office and what happens at the office, I don't take it with me home. So, if you want it all in the open, you will actually oblige me to come out of the closet as well, even if it is just at the office.

That came out of my mouth a little harsher than what I wanted.

• Steve, you have to understand that all what I am telling you, is going to happen only if you agree. If you don't, you tell me and we see how we can solve the problem. I just try to express myself as clearly as possible and telling that I am so proud of having you as my boyfriend, my mate, my friend, my lover. I would like to get on the highest roof in town and shout it out loud. And I tell you what I would like to do, but I also expect you to say what you think about it and, as I said, if we do not agree, we talk about it.

Joe came over to me and took me in his arms. He lifted my chin with his fingers and looked me in the eyes.

• I want us to be equals Steve and that means that we both have an opinion on whatever subject it is and it is perfect to disagree like it is fantastic to agree. I don't own you and you don't own me. We just happen to walk side by side on the same road.

Oh my ... that guy was making me weak in the legs and strong in the head. I just wondered how he had been able to hide his real personality for so long and to so many people. Each time I looked at him I wondered how I had been so blind. Joe was turning out to be the most wonderful man I had the chance to meet in my life. I almost thanked heaven for my heart attack because that was the trigger to let him lose and show himself like he really was. In the last couple of days he had opened up to me so quickly but also so completely that it almost scared me, but my admiration for him grew with the minute. We both had the same values on the important things in life and all the rest was just shallowness. I felt blessed and really fortunate to have him in my life.

We were standing there, in the middle of the kitchen, with Joe looking deep into my eyes and trying to understand what I was thinking or feeling. He was really concerned about me and what went on in my head and my heart. It proved once more that he was a caring man, showing a lot of respect and most of all to me.

• Now to come back to the office, there are two possibilities for you, but let me start at the beginning. A few years ago I bought a mansion just out of town. It was almost a ruin, but I saw a lot of possibilities. I first thought of opening a Bed & Breakfast because it has quite some rooms and nice open spaces. I did a little commercial research but saw it was not really the best solution. With time I had a million of ideas of what to do with that mansion, but every time there was that little something that told me no. As I was still only hoping that one day you would say yes to me, I started to look more closely at what happened when someone was coming out of the closet. I realized a lot of very young people were just been kicked out of their parents house because they admitted being gay. So, little by little the idea came up to open a centre for those guys. A house where they would have a place to sleep and come home to, where they would have caring people who would listen to them and not judging them. The total refurbishment of the mansion then started to go in that sense. If you want to, we'll go there and you can see it by yourself.

Joe paused for a moment, letting me absorb the information he was giving me. As I nodded, making him understand I followed him in his explanations, he went on:

• So, the two possibilities I offer you are the following: or you take my place at the office and run the company to the best of your abilities and I know you would do a real great job, or you can run the youth centre I just talked you about. You can take your time to think it over. If you don't want any of those offers, I will hire someone to run the company and you can go on with the job you are doing now. And last but not least, we can run the youth centre together and I sell my current business. Think about it and let me know. For the moment you are on sick-leave so you don't have to worry about anything but getting better.

It started to be a habit that Joe stunned me. Once again I was left speechless. In less than a minute he had turned my whole world upside down. He was throwing me outside my comfort zone and I had to make a decision. I knew I could think it over and I had to admit that the different offers were appealing. Of course, being thrown out of the house when I came out made me think more seriously about the youth centre as I had experienced it all myself. I thought I would be in the perfect place to help younger ones and avoid that they hung out with the wrong people, just because they were desperate. On the other hand, being confronted constantly with my past would maybe be a bad choice.

I snuggled in Joe's arms, resting my head on his shoulder. It was just too much information for the moment. I wanted to relax and in his arms it was the best place. I told him I would let him know, but that I wanted to think it over first and then discuss it over with him. He agreed and realized that he had been throwing quite a lot at me. He just asked me to not to make any hasty decision and to ask him whatever information I needed. I looked in his eyes and promised him I wouldn't. He leaned in and kissed me. I pressed my body even harder to his and as we were kissing I could feel his cock responding to our kiss. Feeling him getting hard had the same effect on me and soon we were both sporting healthy hard-ons.

• Even a cold shower will not have my cock deflate, Joe said.

• OK, well let's try with a warm shower together... maybe that will help, I suggested.

That was more than an invitation to him as he took my hand and dragged me to the bathroom. He set the water on perfect temperature, dropped to his knees in front of me and peeled my briefs off. We got into the shower and let the nice water cascading over our bodies. I took the shampoo and squeezed a nice amount of it in my hands. I started to wash his hair and massage his scalp. I massaged him slowly but very sensually and Joe wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling us together saying that it was so I would have a better access, but the truth was he wanted to feel my body against his. With the water and the shampoo dripping down his chest, our bodies rubbed together easily and soon our crotches were white with the shampoo foam. I then took a washcloth and soap and started to wash him all over. While I was doing that he washed my hair and soon we were two very busy men washing the other and enjoying the feeling of hands over naked skin. I washed his genitals as gently as I could but couldn't avoid squeezing them, without hurting him of course. He breath was getting ragged and his cock was steel-hard under my grip. I stroked it up and down and Joe grabbed me by the shoulders to steady himself. I saw that his balls were retracting into his body, so I stopped what I was doing to avoid him from coming too soon. As his groin was really well soaped up, I rubbed mine against his and it was really a slippery affair! Our cocks wanted to duel together but couldn't as they slipped out of the way constantly, but we kept on trying and it felt wonderful. Meanwhile, our hands were roaming over our bodies. My hands were rubbing his buttocks while he massaged my back and shoulders. I t was very erotic and we knew we were building up to a nice orgasm. Joe asked me to turn around and lean into him. Once I had done that he massaged my chest and arms and I could of course feel his hard rod at my crevice between my buttocks. Joe had subtle movements with his hips and his cock slipped between my ass-cheeks without actually entering me, but he was close on target. With his right hand he grabbed my cock and stroked it up and down, pushing me at the same time against his crotch.

I grabbed his hand with my left hand and entwined my fingers with his, while my other hand went behind me and guided his cock to my hole. I wanted to feel him inside of me and once his cock-head was aligned with my love tunnel, I pushed backwards, impaling myself on his manhood. With all the soap we were using, he slide in quite easily but nonetheless sent a jolt of pain through my ass-muscles. I tried to stay still for a moment, feeling his shaft inside of me to the hilt. I git used to his penetration and tried to relax as much as I could. The soap not being a natural lubricant burned a little the inside of my love tunnel, but I knew it soon would turn out to be very pleasurable. Once the pain ebbed away, I started to move my hips and Joe did the same. Before long we were moving in perfect harmony and I felt his cock pushing against my prostate. Even if I was oozing out pre-cum, the shower washed it away immediately, but Joe was rubbing my cock-head and used most of it as the natural lubricant it was. The combination of his cock in my ass and his hand on my cock made me moan and groan like never before. I knew I was on the verge of coming, and Joe noticed it as well. His long slow strokes in my love chute were increasing in speed and strength. I urged him to go faster and harder and moved my hips to his thrusts, while using my ass-muscles to the best I knew to give him as much pleasure as he was giving me. We were both panting and on the edge. I turned my head backwards as much as I could and we were in a kissing grip as soon as our lips met. That kiss sent us over the edge! I could feel Joe thrusting inside of me with full strength and ejaculate his seed and that was my trigger. I started to shoot on the shower wall while Joe filled my insides. He bit my tender flesh between my collarbone and my neck. It hurt but gave me pleasure at the same time. He squeezed me in his strong arms and almost took my breath away, but I felt safe and secure in his arms. As we were catching or breath, we suddenly realized the water was turning cold. I turned it off and we got out of the shower stall. We took some fluffy towels and dried off. Once again it was an erotic moment and mingled with a lot of kisses. Yes, we were in love and we felt really OK with it.

Once we were dry, Joe dressed and said he had to go to the office. I understood it quite well and although I didn't want to dress I watched him doing it. It was like a strip tease in reverse. I saw the beauty of it and was strangely surprised to be aroused by it.

• I'll be back in a few hours. Please, think about what I said to you. It will be the perfect opening to a new life for us.

With those words Joe was out of the door and leaving me alone with my thoughts. I was not the nudist Joe pretended to be, so I dressed in jeans and T-shirt and went out on the terrace. There was no wind and the morning sun warmed me gently. For as long as I remembered, I had not felt so happy and relaxed with myself. Life was smiling on me. I felt as if was getting back on tracks. With the different propositions Joe had made, I could choose what my life was going to be. Just before my heart stroke I had a job and a dull life. I went from home to work and back. I had no love life whatsoever. Now, it was different. I had various propositions to think about, I had a man that loved me and I was falling in love like a teen-ager. I just had to look out for my health but the doctors said I was going to be all right if I looked out a little. I wanted to talk all this over with someone a part from Joe. I wanted a neutral input. The only person I thought of was my granny. She was over 70 now, but she was a real lady and most of all, she was the only one in the whole family that had not turned her back on my when her son, my father, kicked me out of the house. On the contrary, she had opened her house, her arms and her heart to me. She even threatened my father to cut him out of her will if he didn't change his attitude, but he said it was ok for him if she did so. So she did the very next morning, visiting her lawyer. Before visiting her lawyer she called her other son and her daughter and went straight to the point, but both of them thought she would never execute her threat, but she did.

When I got her on the phone, she heard at my voice that I had some serious matters to talk over with her and we agreed to meet up for lunch. As soon as we sat down at the restaurant I spilled it all out to her about the heart attack, the discovering of who my boss really was and of course the options he had left open for me. First she had a very stern look on her face.

• Why didn't you call me when you were in hospital? She asked.

I tried to explain to her that I didn't want her to be preoccupied with my problems and that she wouldn't have been able to do anything after all.

• That's very thoughtful of you Stevie, but I am still your grandmother and as I understand, the only relative that wants to have anything to do with you. But thanks anyway. I am glad to see you are fine now and let's just hope this stroke will soon be only a bad memory.

Then, while we were eating, she tried to give me her input on the rest of the things I had told her. She asked me if I was sure about Joe and of course I had to confirm that I had fallen in love with him in a very short time.

• I can see that in your eyes when you talk about him, Stevie, but nonetheless I ask you again if you are really sure about him?

• Yes Granny, I am.

She nodded and seemed to classify the information in the appropriate part of her head. She didn't doubt one second that I was telling her the truth and that I was sure of my feelings for Joe. She then asked me what I really wanted to do professionally wise. I loved my job but I also knew that if I wanted to alter course, I had to do it now because otherwise it would be too late. I tried to explain each and every option I had with all the pro's and the contra's. When I was finished, she nodded again and told me her thoughts, pointing at a few things with her rational way of thinking and with a real concern for my well being. She told me that, knowing me the way she did, running the Youth Centre was probably the best option for me.

• I do agree with you that the trauma you lived will maybe haunt you from time to time, but it will also help you getting completely over it. I am sure you'll be a very good counsellor to the young guys that are so lost at the time they expected support from their loved ones. Your heart is so big that I an sure you'll be able to give a lot of love to these kids and still have a lot of love left for Joe. You know, the more love you give, the more your heart can produce new love.

With those words I actually made up my mind and was anxious to tell Joe about it. We finished our meal and Granny went back to her place, making me promise to keep her up-to-date with any changes in my life.

As I was not that far from the office I decided to pop in to tell Joe the news. When I reached the office, the receptionist greeted me and soon the whole office was aware of me being there. I walked towards Joe's office and as he lifted his head he saw me walking towards him. He got up from his desk and came towards me. We met right in the centre of the office where everybody could see us. Once we were close enough, Joe opened his arms and I snuggled into them. He kissed me on the lips and I responded to it. Never, NEVER was there such a silence in the office. WE knew that all eyes were fixed on us. As long as our lips were sealed together I didn't care. It was actually the silence that was making us aware that everybody was staring at us. Just as we broke our kiss and were about to enter Joe's office, we heard someone say something that sounded like "Fucking queers". Joe immediately localized where that remark was coming from and called his employee into his office, asking me to be present. The employee was soon sitting in the chair in front of Joe's desk although he had not been invited to sit down. Joe opened one of his drawers and took out a paper, turning it to the employee and invited him to sign at the bottom. The smirk on the guys face had suddenly disappeared as he took the pen Joe offered him and signed without even reading the contents.

• Now, Joe said, you can take you personal things and disappear forever. You'll receive a cheque by post in a few days.

The guy was looking completely stunned but didn't say a word, got up and went to his desk to retrieve a few personal items and was gone in no time.

Joe went then to the centre of the office and said:

If there are other ones who think that love between two men is disgusting, you can just come to me office and sign the same paper your ex-colleague just signed.

He didn't wait for an answer and turned his heels to come back to his office. Before he even reached the door one of the older ladies stood p and started to clap her hands. When he was at the door, all the personnel were on their feet and Joe received a massive applause. He looked at me and had a smile on his face as if to say, "I told you" although he hadn't. But he had anticipated the possibilities and prepared himself quite well. He turned towards his guys and thanked them.

• So Steve, what brings you here? He asked me.

• I made up my mind Joe, I answered.

To be continues É??? Yes, if you guys tell me that you like this story. Thanks to all who wrote me a message with chapter 1. It means a lot to me. Keep the feedback coming and Steve and Joe will live more exciting adventures. amahy1957@gmail.com