Mid Monday morning, Joe was going over Saturday night and Sunday, minute by minute. He was sad. Nick had driven him to work, kissed him goodbye, and then headed home. He didn't start his restaurant shift until 4, but he needed to do things for Becky's week, shop for groceries at home, etc. And of course, however you wanted to slice it, Joe DID have to go to work. He might have come in an hour later than usual, or he may have made some kind of excuse, but there were clients to see, deadlines to keep: no, he HAD to be in the office. For that first part of Monday morning, however, he had done none of that. Instead, he had been sitting there trying to figure out how he could spend more time with Nick. They had been lucky that Becky had a sleep away date, but Joe knew enough about parenting to know that this meant that sometime in the future, Nick would feel obliged to host Becky's friends, and that meant a weekend when they wouldn't see each other. Nick had Thursday off, and Sunday. He worked evenings for the rest of the week. "How can I make this work?" he thought, not realizing he said it out loud, just as Rebecca walked past his office, her fifth or sixth coffee of the day in hand. "Hey Stud. How's Nicky Peaches and Cream?" she smiled as she eased into a chair in Joe's office, while Joe blushed. "Joey's in looooooove/Joey's in loooooooooooooove" she began singing, and he laughed. "STOP! It's true but.... STOP! Or, well, probably but at least in heat and lust." "HA HA. Heat and Lust. Maybe I should write a romance novel with the Greek Fabio on the cover with that title. The story of how a young Greek exotic dancer enchanted a lonely lawyer." "Sounds more like something for Mary Renault, Beckster." "Uh, let me break the news to you love bird: she's dead." "I know, I know. So am I?" He sighed. "I thought the weekend went well. Isn't that what you said?" "IT DID. But... I want to see him again and... I can't figure out how to make it happen before the weekend." Rebecca snorted. "OH COME ON. You can figure out something!" "Beckster, he works nights. He takes care of his niece. What can we do?" Rebecca looked at him. "You ever hear of a nooner, or afternoon delight?" "Yeah, I know what they are." "I guess he drove you to work today because I didn't see it in the lot, but... you've got a car...." "Hmmm. Ok. That's a possibility if he's not too tired." "OH POSH! If he's as in to you as you're into him, he won't be tired. So, ok, we've got that as a possibility. Now, why can't you see him beyond that?" "HE WORKS!!" "Every day?" "He has Thursday off." Welll... trust me darling. No one wants to see their other every day, every week. At least for now, Counsel Rebecca thinks two nights is a good start. And trust me darling, little girls are a LOT better at this than you might think. Just bring her lots of presents." "I don't understand," Joe looked up. "Look. Talk to him. See if you can spend Thursday night, or even cut out of here early and get some extra time. For the weekend... why don't you just ask if you can spend it over there, and not at your place?" Joe smiled. "I like your thinking, woman." "That's why I litigate and you work in tax." She got up. "You're buying me lunch. Something expensive. And maybe the grown up version of what you get his niece. Didn't you say her name was Becky?" "Yes, I did?" She laughed. "I'll hook into the universal Rebecca brain trust. I like her already. Trust me. If she's like other young girls, she's gonna be delighted to have another man around the house she can bully." As Becky walked out, Joe pulled out his phone. He was planning to send Nick a text: he had just learned about emojis, and he was going to send the eggplant, a handcuff and the message "miss you." As he opened his phone, he saw HE had a text: from Nick. "Miss you." Handcuffs and a peach. Joe blushed. He changed his to add "too" after "you," and sent it. "I really haven't a clue what I'm doing" he thought.
Nick was still at home when Becky came in the door on Monday afternoon. "UNCLE NICK!!!!! I MISSED YOU" she threw herself at him. "Oh, sweetie, I missed you too." He hugged her, smelling the shampoo in her hair. He smiled. She wasn't supposed to use that kind of stuff but... " "Where's my present?" she asked. "Your present?" "YEAH. Wasn't Joe supposed to get me something?" Nick laughed. He remembered that, but he thought Joe forgot. "Oh, he has it. He wanted to give it to you himself." "COOL! When do I meet him?" "Well, we're gonna figure out this week and then I'll tell you." "Uncle Nick, you know... you can bring him here if you want. I won't sneak into the bedroom. Well, I'll TRY not to." Nick began to laugh. Becky seeing them "in flagrante" was in fact one of his concerns. "You're sure it's ok if he comes over?" "OF COURSE IT IS UNC. Especially if he can cook. He can do my chores. Newbie in the house. I can't wait.
"Hey it's Cooper. How's it going?" A big smile formed on Nick's face. Of course he knew it was Joe: the number came up on his phone. Hearing Joe's voice though: he felt his cock get a little stiff right away. "So sweet you called, Sir. I know you're busy." "Well, it's nothing compared to your schedule. Anyhow, let me not meander because , well... " "Well, what Sir?" Nick had an idea but he wanted to hear Joe say it. "The longer I talk to you, the harder I get." "That's two of us Sir." "Ha ha. I was wondering if I could drive by your place this afternoon, kidnap you and take you to lunch. " "Hmmm. Getting fed by you is an offer hard to resist. What time?" Joe got even harder. He really HAD meant just a sandwich, but Nick just suggested something that... OH, he could skip a meal... "One o'clock ok?" "One o'clock it is. I'll be waiting." After the call ended, Joe smiled. He had an idea for something risky: VERY risky, but... before he left, he put a pair of handcuffs small set of scissors in his pocket.
Nick answered the door in one of his pair of worn jeans, and shirtless. "God, I love his muscles," Joe thought. "And he tied his hair. Good." Nick hadn't smiled in a while. Since Joe, he was smiling all the time. "You bring me something tasty?" "I hope so. Can I come in?" "A gentleman caller. Of course. " When they were in Nick's house, Joe got behind him and just simply rested his stubbly chin on Nick's neck. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. That feels so.... good." Nick wanted to turn around and kiss Joe, but Joe had gently taken Nick's arms, and had them pinned behind him. "Didn't take you long to get to kinky Sir MMMMMMM" "You got complaints, handsome?" "No Sir. None.. Nick heard the clink as the handcuffs closed on his wrists, and he could feel the drop of pre forming in his jeans. Cooper's tongue began working on his left ear, and a hand went up to his nipples. "Damn Sir. I was gonna suck you, but..." Joe whispered. "You're gonna do whatever I tell you to do." "Yes sir." They had crossed a bridge. Joe had never been that direct, and Nick had given in, immediately. Joe took a deep breath. He was about to take the risk. He took out the scissor. Nick couldn't see it, but he heard the clinking of the blades. He struggled against the cuffs. What the fuck had he done? Was Joe gonna cut his hair. "JOE , SIR. NO . NO. NO PLEASE.. " Then he couldn't scream. Joe covered his mouth with his hand. "Shhhh. It'll be ok Nick. It'll all be ok." Nick was trying not to cry. He felt the blade near his ponytail, then he felt and heard the "clip." He felt his hair cascade around his shoulders. Joe pulled him into him. "I would NEVER do that to you Nick. You gotta understand that. I wouldn't go that far. But... you also gotta know: I like your hair loose. That's how I want it." Nick was trying to get his composure, as Joe was kissing his neck. "You... you convinced me you were gonna cut my hair Sir." "I know I did. And you would've let me. That means a lot." "But you didn't . And that means more to me." Joe laughed. "Let's stop talking. How about we do some fucking?" He put his hand on Nick's neck, and chuckled. "You shouldn't let strangers in your house, stud. Never know what they're gonna take. " He left the cuffs on Nick while he got his shoes and jeans off. He rolled the young man on his belly, and began to run his finger down the crack of Nick's ass, until high pitched whines started to come out of Nick. "You sound like a dolphin, pretty boy. Now I'm gonna have an image of my sweet Greek boy riding a dolphin in the Aegean sea. " "How about having an image of me naked in your bed Sir? My legs wide open, begging..." Joe said nothing, but unlocked the cuffs. "Roll over nick. I want you." "Yes sir." When Joe dropped his trousers, Nick got more aroused "Sir, you're HUGE. You're fucking enormous. " "I've been thinking about you all day. I've been wanting this. I've been wanting a lot of things. Right now though, I just want your ass." And he began to take it, sliding in, stopping and smiling every time he heard Nick make a sound of pleasure. "OH YES. OH YES SIR. YES. TAKE ME. THIS IS SUCH A TREAT. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH" "It's a treat for me too Nick. I didn't get enough of you on Sunday. I want more." "TAKE IT! TAKE ALL YOU WANT." Joe stretched out and pinned Nick's wrists to the bed. That got Nick even more excited. "Sir... I'm gonna shoot. You're... you're driving me crazy." Joe stopped and held his cock still. He grinned. Then he reached down and licked Nick's cockhead. "OOH. OOH . What did you just do? OH SHIT." Nick's hips pitched and..his jizz went shooting out. Joe shoved hard, one more time, and he began shooting into Nick. He saw the smile on Nick's face. "We gotta work some things out Nick-0. Our schedules are totally screwed. " "I know Sir. I know. I was trying to figure something out." Joe planted a kiss on Nick's lips. "Here's an idea. You still off on Thursday?" "Yes sir." "How about I come over on Wednesday night? You think that'd work?" Nick looked at him: "You'd come HERE? Spend the night." Joe was lying next to Nick, stroking his hair. "You'll be exhausted, but just cuddling with you on Wednesday will be mighty fine. " He shifted. "Now Thursday... Heh heh. Thursday night, your ass belongs to me. One way or the other, you're gonna get it." Nick smiled. "You gonna bring those handcuffs again?" "I'll bring something." "You better bring a present for Becky. She's pissed I didn't bring one home after my sleep over." "OH SHIT THAT's RIGHT. I FORGOT." Nick laughed. "She didn't." Joe shifted again and smiled. "I feel like such a cad. I gotta get back to the office. " He kissed Nick again. "You interested in more nooners?" "OH YEAH SIR. GOD DID I NEED THAT" Joe was getting dressed. "You have no idea how good you make me feel, nick. Nick just smiled. "Thank you for coming Sir. One last kiss." Joe smiled as he got into his car to get back to the office. When Joe was gone, Nick sat down, and poured more coffee. He could probably figure something about work. He worked Friday and Saturday nights. Well, maybe he could turn Friday night into Saturday brunch, and get Friday off. It'd be a trick, but he could probably do it: he had seniority. That would give him Thursday AND Friday nights off, for Nick. And Sunday! His schedule with Becky was tough. He'd finish his evening shift, get some sleep, get up, take her to school, come back and get some more sleep. Usually, he could get to school to pick her up and drop her off with the lady who stayed over until Nick got home, generally about 10:30. It was stressful, but it worked. He had to break the news to Becky that Joe would be coming over more. She'd be thrilled with that, that was something he knew. She was going to be sharing time with Nick, though, and he wasn't sure at all how she was going to react to that. He'd have a talk with her soon. But for now, he smiled. He hadn't had afternoon sex since he was in his teens. And Joe REALLY seemed to be into him. He thought through the little game with the scissors. He'd have to talk to Joe: Joe had scared him. He knew, Joe was just trying to show him ,he was safe. And when he was in Joe's arms, he felt safe: safer than he ever had. "I'm falling in love" he thought to himself. "Yes, I certainly am. I hope he is too." "I love that man," Joe thought as he drove. He needed to get two presents.