Of course, the staff noticed Nick's tighter fitting shirt as soon as he walked in. "WHOA! Someone's got a date after work tonight. NICE GOING STUD!" Sam came over and clapped Nick on the shoulder. Nick just blushed and laughed. "COME ON! By the time I get outta here, all I want is to get in bed. "Probably all you need with Joe. Betcha you have a date with him." Marnie snorted as she walked by. "Ok kids, group meeting. Let's go over specials." Rock called the servers to the big table in the middle of the room. It was a ritual: going over what was new, what wasn't selling and of course, staff meal. Tonight it was kebabs. It was usually kebabs, since there was ALWAYS lamb left over. As he sat there, eating his meal, Nick began to think the shirt was NOT a good idea. "Close fitting" was one way you could describe it: tight as hell was another way. It didn't quite close at his collar button, and as he swallowed bites of kebab, he could feel the fabric straining. "I hope Cooper doesn't think I'm a slut," he thought and then blushed "WHY AM I THINKING THAT." "I think Nicky here is having impure thoughts" one of the runners smiled and Nick blushed. "DAMN IT GUYS. Can't I try to look good once in a while without it being an issue?" They were laughing, and Rock spoke up. "Easy folks. Easy all around. Nick, I think every single person in here probably hopes that things go well with Joe. We're just having a little fun." He smiled. "Ok troops, have at it."
"Hey, what's your problem with Nick and Joe?" Sam had Marnie over to the side. She was getting some cutlery for tables and looking down. "He's 27 going on 15, Sam. I worry that Joe is gonna take advantage of him. That's all." Sam didn't think she was telling the truth, but he dropped it. He'd keep an eye on Nick. Sam wasn't that much older than Nick: he was 30 - but he thought of himself as a substitute big brother for his bud. He knew he couldn't replace Mike, and he wouldn't try to. He'd just keep an eye on Nick.
"Hey Mr. Cooper. We were expecting you" Nick was at the other end of the restaurant when Joe came in for his reservation. "Nice to see you too Rock. Has it REALLY only been a week? This one feels like forever." Rock laughed. "Come work with us for a week, Sir. You'll see how fast things go. " He looked around and sighed. "Gloria is off to the ladies room, probably in a texting fit. I'll see you to your table. " "That's ok, Rock. I've got the minute." It was Nick. Joe smiled back at him. "This way Sir, your usual spot, yes?" "That's the one. Good to see you Nick. " He dropped his voice. "I got your message. Isn't Thursday your day off?" "It is Sir. But I was planning to come by and finish up the cleaning if that's ok with you. " "It is. Why don't you stick around? We'll see what would suit you next. " Nick blushed. "You sure about that?" "Yeah, of course I am. I offered it." "Ok. If I'm not finished, I'll stick around." "I'll call you if I'm stuck at the office Nick." Nick smiled and went back to his other tables. As he did, Joe was thinking "That is ONE fine ass. I'd love to be in it." When Nick came back with his food, he smiled. "Nice shirt, Nick. Did you wear that for me?" Nick blushed again that night "Sorta. " "I can look at you and not have dessert." Nick blushed even more. He joked. "Sir, I think that may constitute sexual harassment." "I can recommend a good lawyer Nick." The banter went on until Joe was ready to leave. Before he did, he gave one last look for Nick. His lust object had become a bit disheveled, but a hot ass was a hot ass. Joe left well fed, and aroused. Nick had been aroused since Joe came in. When Joe noticed his shirt, he got more aroused, and then, seeing Joe on Thursday: it could be that nothing would happen, but... It was always possible.
Getting through Thursday was tough for Joe. He wasn't trying to play hard to get: he didn't want to scare Nick by being too aggressive: being aggressive would come later. For now, he had to let Nick come to him. It would happen if it happened.. Nick slept in a little later on Thursday, and after he woke up, he got started on his home exercise plan. He couldn't afford a gym, but Nick did between 100 and 150 push ups every day, and about that many crunches. He stretched, and he worked with a set of small hand weights he had found in a gym's trash one day. It did the job: his body was wiry and strong. That morning, he wanted to do a little extra because, well, he wanted his muscles to "pop." Then he gave his body the once over in the mirror. Nick didn't grow much hair other than on his head, so "manscaping" wasn't a big issue. He wondered if his smallish (5 inches or so), penis was going to be a problem, if anything happened. He had a feeling it wouldn't be. He had heard the expression "top man vibes" once, and had asked about it. He remembered being told that it sort of signaled that the guy liked to be in charge, and "on top." He got that vibe from Joe, and that was fine. When Nick dreamed about being in bed with a guy, he was always the passive partner. The butt plug Joe had lent him gave him more evidence that... receiving rather than giving, was what he liked.
It was a pretty standard Thursday workday and when Joe pulled up to his house, he saw that Nick was sitting on the steps. He waved as Joe's car pulled up. "He cleaned up," Joe thought. Nick was wearing his denim work shirt, completely opened and untucked, over a clean white t shirt. His jeans had holes in the knees: Joe knew that they weren't cosmetic, nor were the worn spots on the ass. They fit Nick well: REALLY well. And that hair: That hair tied so tightly in the ponytail at the restaurant was loose and flowing over Nick's shoulders. Joe allowed himself to think of how hot this boy would look on his bed, wrists tied down, hair over a pillow, as Joe slid his hands up and down his body. He imagined Nick that way dressed the way he was, and also naked. He liked them both. "Hey Mr. Cooper." Nick got up from the steps. "I hope you don't mind. I finished early and I took the liberty of using the bathroom to clean up. I'll take care of the towel and everything else." Joe smiled. "Don't worry about it. Let's go in , sit down. We have a little to talk about." He put his hand on Nick's shoulder and squeezed and, for the first time that afternoon, Nick began to relax. Joe took off his jacket and loosened his tie. He was about to take it off, and then he saw Nick staring at him. He didn't want to frighten Nick, so he didn't ask. He just left it on. He had guessed, correctly, that Nick had a thing for dressed up men. "What're you drinking Nick? I may not have it, but.. you never know." "This is gonna sound wimpy Mr. Cooper but... do you have any lemonade, or something like that?" Joe smiled. "No alcohol to weaken your inhibitions?" and regretted saying it right away. He needn't have. Nick was thinking: "I think they're gone." "Ha ha. No, maybe later, but now, just something soft." He blushed. HE certainly wasn't soft. Joe wasn't a body builder, but he looked DAMN good in what he called his "lawyer costume." "I think it may be possible to whip that up. Just gimme a minute." "NO, don't do that Sir. Just a soda." Joe smiled. "It's my turn to take care of you Nick. Just sit." The way he said it sent a shiver through Nick. "I hope he gives me more orders" he thought, before answering "Yes sir, " and smiling. Joe looked at Nick as he sliced and squeezed lemons made the syrup and put the pitcher together. "WHY am I so hot for this boy?" he asked himself. "I have no idea." He broke ice into two glasses and poured. "So tell me what's up Nick?" Joe stared at Nick so intently Nick had to look away for a minute. "Uh, well, thank you for the plug. I have it. It's in my bag." Joe laughed. "I think you can keep it. What did you think?" "Well, it was... stimulating. But I just kept on wondering: what would it be like if someone were using it ON me, instead of me doing it myself." His voice dropped. "Like you Sir." Joe grinned. This is gonna be easy. Let's enjoy the anticipation "Well, the plugs are okay , but to be honest Nick, I had something else in mind for you. Have you heard of vibrators?" Nick had heard Marnie complaining about hers to another waitress a while ago. The batttery had died in the middle of 'pleasuring herself' as she put it, and she didn't have any more. That was all he knew of them. "I know they exist, but... " "One second Nick. Let me get one." As Joe walked off to the bedroom, Nick felt his cock: it was rock hard. Something was going to happen, he just wasn't sure what. "Now THIS is a small one. It's for stimulation rather than penetration so..." He handed it to Nick. "Turn it on 'low' and run it up and down your arm. See how it feels." Nick studied the vibrator. He was about to turn it on, and then he stopped. He looked at Joe. "I'm going to cut to the chase, so excuse me Sir. I'd rather you used it on me than doing it myself. I think I'd enjoy it more." Joe looked at him. "I know I would. You know the way to the bedroom?" "Yes sir. " "I have some ideas before we get to the vibrator. You game?" Nick looked at him. "You're the boss Sir."
Nick didn't struggle. In fact, he smiled as Joe tied his wrists to the corners of the bed. To Joe, Nick looked even more luscious than he imagined he would. His hair was spread out around his face, and he did something that made Joe want him even more. He turned his head and looked at each restraint. Then he pulled at them, clenching his teeth as he did. "Looks like I'm not going anywhere Sir. I guess you ARE in charge." "That's right Nick." Joe slid his hand under Nick's t shirt, and just ran it around his lower torso. Nick sighed in pleasure. "You like a man in a suit, huh Nick?" "You saw that Sir. Yes, I do. I always try to guess what color tie and shirt you'll wear to dinner." Joe smiled. "Do you have favorites?" Joe circled Nick's navel with his finger. Nick was ticklish and he giggled, which only made Joe dig in deeper. "I like the blue striped shirt Sir. With the yellow tie. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Please stop that Sir. I'm ticklish." Joe stopped but smiled more broadly. "I figured THAT out. Next time I won't. So... Nicklaus. what am I gonna do to you? I promised you the vibrator, so...." He unlaced Nick's boots, and put them to the side. "You know, socks make a great gag, Nicklaus, and if you laugh too hard when I tickle you... you know I'm gonna use these." The thoughts of Joe tickling him, and being gagged in his bed, were making Nick even more excited. He guessed, correctly again, that pulling at the ropes would make Joe more excited. "You're not going anywhere Nick. At least not yet." Nick heard his belt buckle being opened, and felt the torn jeans being pulled off very gently. "If you wore these jeans every day, Nick, I wouldn't object. You've got such a pretty ass." Joe smiled when he saw the sexy briefs Nick had on. As he slid them off, he licked his lips. "Payment for the plug. You won't get these back, stud." "You're gonna keep my underwear Sir?" "I'm gonna keep them in a bag, so that I can pull the out and think of you if you're not here. Now... the vibrator. It's not as good as some other things, but..." "Like what Sir?" Nick knew the answer, but he was playing with Joe." Joe didn't reply, but he began loosening his necktie. Then he opened his shirt, slid it off. Nick's cock began to quiver. "You DO have a beautiful pecker, handsome..." Joe wrapped his hand around Nick's cock and Nick whimpered. "Please Sir. I... I don't want to shoot." Joe slipped out of his pants. "I think we're going to do something else before we get to the vibrator." Nick was dressed from the waist up. Joe, naked, climbed on top of him. "Kiss me boy. Kiss me REAL good." Nick closed his eyes and pushed his lips to Joe. He felt Joe push his mouth opened, and he felt the tongue sliding into him. It felt GREAT. It felt like nothing he had ever experienced before. Joe found Nick's ear. "You like being restrained kiddo?" "Yes sir. I like feeling... helpless. Under control." Joe continued to kiss Nick, who found his legs trying to trap Joe and hold him down. When Joe moved his fingers up to Nick's nipples and played with them through his t shirt, Nick's moans got louder and louder. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH. OOOOH SIR. OH. DAMN. OH FUCK..." "Next time, you're gonna be buck naked when I play with them Nick. Think you can handle it?" "I don't know Sir. " "Then we'll find out. Now, I'm gonna keep my promise." Joe moved down to Nick's ass, and turned on the vibrator. He ran it over the inside portion of Nick's thighs. "How does that feel, handsome Greek?" "FUCKING INTENSE SIR." "Ha ha. You haven't felt anything yet." Joe moved it to the entrance to Nick's ass. "OH SHIT. OH SHIT. THIS IS TEN TIMES BETTER THAN THE PLUG." Joe pushed it into Nick a little. "Only ten times?" "OKAY OKAY SIR. A HUNDRED TIMES. A HUNDRED. SIR I'M GONNA CUM. I CAN'T HELP IT. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGG" . Joe smiled as he saw the geyser come out of Nick. This man had been waiting for something like this. Joe caught some of it in his hand. He smiled, as he pulled up Nick's t shirt and rubbed it into his skin. "Now, last time, I didn't get to show you how I feel. This time...." He climbed back on top of Nick and began kissing him again. Nick could feel how Joe's cock , trapped between them, was getting harder. "NEXT TIME YOU'RE GONNA TAKE THIS IN YOUR MOUTH BOY." Joe pulled on his cock and shot his load all over Nick's face. He didn't know how Nick was going to react, but he saw the man open his mouth to catch some, and he closed his eyes and moaned. "YES. YES SIR. YES. SHOW ME WHO'S IN CHARGE." Joe dropped on top of Nick. "Did you mind what I just did?" "No Sir.... I've dreamt of it. I've dreamt of having you in me." "I didn't think you were ready tonight Nick. You will be next time." "I wish I didn't have to go to work tomorrow, Sir. I'd like to stay." "Ha ha. Who says I'm letting you up, Nicklaus?" Nick smiled. "I think I'd love being your prisoner Sir" Joe lifted himself off Nick. He thought for a minute. "Tell you what. You can get to the restaurant from here as well as you can from your house. It's Thursday. Think about it: I have no plans for the weekend. If you want to stay over, pack a bag, and ... " Joe smiled. "I'll introduce you to some other things you haven't experienced yet. And I'll do it with you buck naked." Nick smiled. "That's a real hard thing to say no to Sir. Can I call you on Saturday morning?" "Sure can. I know you work on Saturday, but we'll do something. Restaurant still closed on Sunday?" "Yes Sir. Opens on Easter Sunday but no other ones." "Well... we'll have all of Sunday for... fun." He bent down and kissed Nick again. "I'm gonna untie you now, even though I don't want to." "Patience Sir. Patience. I waited years." Just then, Joe had a mischievous thought. He stopped working on the restraints and dug his fingers into Nick's ribs. "WHAT THE? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHAHA. JOE STOP! STOP!!!!! PLEASE...." "You gonna come by this weekend?" "YES. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA. I WILL I WILL. I PROMISE." Joe was sweating and he stopped. "If you don't... I'm coming for you Mr. Nicklaus." Nick's face got serious. "You couldn't keep me away.
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