(Liam's POV - Sun. 13 October 2013)

"I want to do it... now... Please..." My heart is thumping like crazy in my chest; my face must have turned so red that I could probably lighten a darkened room on my own; but more important than this, I have never felt so sure about what I want and so determined than now as far as sex is concerned. During the long minutes I spent lying over Joshua's body, I was able to think of all the things that have happened in only a few hours. Contrary to what I admitted to him this morning, the show we watched yesterday evening was not only interesting, but it was also enlightening for me. I did feel that moment of embarrassment after I came in my pants, but I absolutely loved what I saw and I really adored that sensation of explosion that ran through my body when it happened and it was yet not as overwhelming as what I felt when he sucked on me after our shower. That was my first real orgasm ever and it was amazing. It was like an earthquake and it threw me in a deep slumber.

I was a bit embarrassed when I woke up this morning and remembered that I didn't even thank Joshua for making me experience such pleasure. I felt guilty for not reciprocating too; of course I wouldn't have been as skilled as he was, but I could have tried. It made me feel even guiltier when I thought about the fact that he was left aside, with no one tending to his own needs. Because... let's face it... the man is in BDSM and I can only imagine him being someone with serious sexual needs... and kinky ones at that... and I just fell asleep! Well I guess he would have woken me up if he really wanted to, but anyway, our little talk in the kitchen this morning reassured me again and I know that he will be gentle with me.

However, what happened in the shower earlier brought me to another level of intensity. I have sincerely admitted the fact that I am gay and that I would be a bottom as Shan puts it, but it doesn't mean that the idea of having something up my ass sounds so appealing, right? That very private part of me is extremely... private and you know... well you don't need a drawing, do you? I have often heard Shan talk about having his little hole being invaded and I remember something about precautions he takes, but I think that this is what worries me the most. So when Joshua started to tease my entrance, I guess my body just reacted naturally and this was no surprise that my pucker hole clenched at first. Yet when I began to focus on my front side rather than on my back side, I managed to relax as Joshua told me, and that's when I got to appreciate the sensations of his fingers inside me. It was super hot. The combination of both his hands was amazing and I wish I had been able to last longer to get another finger in, but I exploded again and it felt fantastic.

Now, I know that having his thing inside will not be the same; I have seen it earlier and although I had guessed it would be large, I wasn't expecting something that large... It still scares me a little, but I trust that he will be as gentle as possible and however embarrassing this part might be, I am ready to let him prepare me for it. When I look up at him, I can see hesitation in his eyes while mine can only show determination. This is what I want and I don't need to delay it any further.

"Liam..." he starts hesitatingly.

"Don't say I'm not ready, please... I know I am... and I trust you..." I interrupt him.

"It's not that easy..." he insists.

"You will make it easy... I trust you..." I whisper, forcing myself to look sincerely into his eyes. His mind might be hesitant but his body says otherwise as I purposely grind my hip against his crotch and feel his hard member twitch. Both his arms then wrap around my waist and he rolls us over, pressing me into the mattress. His now electric blue eyes seem to pierce into mine, trying to decipher if I sincerely mean what I am saying, but I am persuaded that all they see his honesty. His head finally lowers down until his lips meet mine; I don't even try to fight and allow his tongue to roam inside my mouth as I run my hands all over his shoulders and chest. That is another turn-on for me; I find it a perfect way to discover his perfect body through touching.

"Are you really sure, Liam?" he says in a hoarse voice after a long and passionate kiss. I just nod in answer and before I know it, I find myself lying on my stomach, Joshua tucking my hands beneath the pillow where my head is resting. "You will have to relax..." he murmurs as he softly drops little kisses all over my back at the same time as he spreads my legs apart with his knees. I feel his hand reach for my already hard manhood and then gently massage my butt so I close my eyes and relax. I try not to tense when his hands eventually part my buttocks and I feel something wet at my entrance... oh my God... is he really doing that? I would have probably found this disgusting a few days ago, but right now, I just relish in how good it feels. The sensation of his tongue French-kissing my asshole is so enthralling that I can't refrain a little squeak when it slips inside. I would have never expected to get so much pleasure from the stimulation of these muscles. After a little moment, there is some shuffling on the bed and I hear the pop of a cap before I feel a cold liquid run between my ass cheeks.

"Keep relaxed Liam... and keep your legs wide open if you don't want me to tie your ankles to the bed just yet" he purrs in my ear as I feel his fingers begin to spread the lube. For some reason, his threat has me spurting a little load of precum but now is not the time to worry about the bed sheets. As his teeth softly nibble on my exposed earlobe, one finger gently and easily slips in. "You're being perfect, sweet boy, go on like this... let my finger stretch this little hole..." I would have thought I'd feel embarrassed by his words but they turn me on even more as the said finger does circles before a second digit joins it. The slight sting I feel at that moment disappears almost right away when Joshua resumes the rain of kisses on the top of my body. There is more lub added and the scissoring takes up again.

"Mo... more... please..." I surprise myself whispering. It was more of a personal thought but I think I did say that...

"Coming Baby..." Joshua whispers with a light chuckle and I reach another level of fullness then. The sting I felt when he added a second finger earlier comes back and stays for a little while longer, but it ends up disappearing, soon replaced by a shock of electricity when his fingers flip around and very briefly brush against a certain spot inside me that has me raise myself on all fours and squeal from pleasure. "Shhhh Shhhh... Have I already found it??" Joshua purrs, taking this opportunity to reach for my now dripping cock and to squeeze it lightly. I slump back face down on the bed, completely enraptured in the sensations and Joshua's kisses. "I think you're as ready as you can be, now..." he says, a little note of stress in his voice. His concern and worry for me really touch me; I know how he doesn't want to hurt me, but I am fully aware that the first time has to be painful somehow and I am more than ready to deal with it.

"Please..." I whine as he removes his slick fingers, suddenly feeling empty.

"Just a second, impatient boy," he chuckles, "let me grab a condom." A few seconds later, I hear the ripping of a plastic wrapping. "Turn around lay on your back, sweet boy..."

I would have expected him to take me from behind. For some reason I thought that gays always did it doggy style, but Joshua obviously sees things differently so I don't argue and do as I am told... after all he knows better than I do, right? He is kneeling between my parted legs, as I watch him unroll the rubber protection over his massive cock and coat it with more lube before he gently places a small pillow underneath the small of my back. I notice how he seems to take care of his own body, his pubic hair trimmed very shortly and I suddenly feel self-conscious of my own state because I find this super sexy. I can't help but worry a little at the size of his manhood though, but the return of small kisses and licking over my chest sooth them away.

"Relax baby," he murmurs as he trails kisses very slowly along my collar bone, reaching my neck and the little crease beneath my ear. "Are you ready for this?" I feel the tip of his cock poke at my entrance at the same as he nibbles on my earlobe, sending shivers down my spine.

"Y... yes... please..." I pant as his lips run along my jaw and chin. The ring of muscles at my entrance is suddenly forced stretched.

"Try to relax and push..." he softly advises. The burning sensation caused by the head of his cock brings tears to my eyes. I inhale deeply and unconsciously dig my nails into Joshua's back. My first thought is to ask him to get his thing out of me, but his mouth captures my lips, shutting me up and he groans as if he was in pain himself. "Shhh... it's okay Baby..." he murmurs as he licks a few tears that have escaped from the corner of my right eye. "The most difficult part is done... let me just move a little further in..." I nod in answer, trying to focus on the pleasant sensations of his tongue swirling with mine again. I feel him push forward a little and then he remains still, for a long moment. "Relax..."

I never thought that being penetrated could be so painful - well... yeah... I imagined and unconsciously knew it - but after a few minutes of tender kissing, the stinging weakens and other sensations begin to assault me. The man I knowingly and slowly fall for has his stick planted in my asshole and contrary to what I would have imagined, it fills me with pride and pleasure at the same time. Pride because I wouldn't have wanted to lose my virginity any other way; Joshua is someone I can trust; I know he cares for me and he has been as gentle as he could; I could read it in his eyes that he sincerely worried about my comfort and about the pain he would cause me, and I am glad and proud that such a man is my first experience. Pleasure because no matter how painful it was when the largest part of his cock slipped in, now that I have been able to relax the ring of muscles, I can focus on this tingling sensation down there; it sends electricity all through my body and I begin to appreciate this feeling of being full. I know that I want more now.

"Please... move..." I whisper against his lips as I lift and wrap my legs around his waist.

"You sure?" he asks with a smirk on his face as he slightly lifts his head up. "I'm actually feeling good right there..." he adds, grinning at me, but I feel him slowly move out a little, then back in.

I can tell that I have adjusted to his size because the rubbing of his cock against my asshole now conveys a much different thrill within me. All the nerves I have there get some little vibes of pleasure as he thrusts back and forth, deeper and deeper. His grunts only add to my arousal, my own cock is dripping and creating a slippery mess between our stomachs. I feel Joshua suddenly shift a little to take a different angle, his lustful eyes locked into mine as he leans back up, straightening his arms and resting on his hands. A small grin draws on his lips as he thrusts back in, entering me to the rim, causing my back to arch as he hits that bundle of nerves that his fingers brushed a little earlier. The warmth that builds up in my tummy makes me see stars and I do my best to hold back my explosion.

"Let it go Liam... cum for me, Baby...." he whispers as he hits that spot twice more. I wouldn't have been able to take it another time anyway so I let the warmth spread all through my body as the fire jerks out from my own cock in long spurts of white cream that reach the top of my chest, sending me to bliss. My vision blurs but I do see his eyes close and his mouth open as he buries himself deep inside of me. My asshole clenches around his girth, allowing him to release in the condom with a loud groan.

What happens next is all a blur to me. I am vaguely conscious of Joshua leaning back down and holding me tightly after he has slipped out of me. I must have dozed off because when my mind emerges from the haze, I hear some water running in the bathroom. All my members are limp from all the tension but I still manage to shift to my side; I try to ignore the sting down there but a little moan escapes from me and Joshua is by my side within the next second.

"Hey beautiful... don't move for now. Are you very much sore?" he asks concernedly as he lies down next to me and wraps his arms around my shoulders, making me smile.

"I guess it could be worse seeing how monstrous this.... thing is..." I chuckle. "This marshmallow sensation is more annoying actually..."

"Monstrous...?" he chuckles. "Let me carry you to the bath; the warm water will help soothing the soreness," he says with a smile as he slips an arm under my knees and the other in my back before he lifts me and carries me to the huge bathroom. The bathtub is sitting on the right, in a sort of round extension and against the windows that seem to overhang a beautiful backyard. Joshua gently immerses me before he joins me in the tub, settling me between his legs and pressing my back into his chest while his strong arms wrap around my shoulders. "How are you feeling?" he whispers after a few minutes of comfortable silence.

I think it over for a few seconds. I can still feel the slight sting but I honestly feel good. I am really happy with this first experience and already wishing for more. My muscles relax in the warm water and the tension is slowly but surely fading away. The rectangular tub is very long and large - I stupidly wonder if everything he owns is purposely in proportion to his private belongings... - so I stretch my legs and turn to lie face to face with him, arching my back so that I can wrap my arms around his neck. He leans over and swiftly pecks my lips, cocking an eyebrow.

"I'm good... even better than good... thank you for... this..."

"Thank you!  You did really well once you were able to relax," he says, grinning and rubbing his hands in my back. "And you were really courageous."

"When can we do it again?" I sheepishly ask, blushing all the way up to my forehead and making him laugh.

"Give your ass a few days... You might feel some soreness tomorrow..." he says, squeezing my buttocks and I understand what he means when they part and the stinging sensation comes back a little, making me wince. "Don't worry, you will adapt. It's just a matter of learning how to relax these muscles better and once you get that, it will be easier and less painful... for the both of us," he adds jokingly.

"Did it hurt you?" I ask with a frown.

"Have you ever tried to squeeze your hard penis very strongly?"

"Hmm no..." What a question... Why would I do that?

"Then try and you'll understand that it is not super comfortable. But don't fret, it was wonderful and I'm glad you liked it," he says, pecking my lips again.

After our bath, we cuddle for another long moment on the bed before Joshua gets me a clean pair of boxers and my jeans and we dress up to have a late lunch at a restaurant on our way back to Chicago, since he lives in Northbrooks, a smaller city North of Chicago. I finally get to know a little more about him and mostly his friends. He explains that the four of them grew up in New Jersey and have known each other since they were little kids. Aaron was apparently the first one to move to Chicago to open his first nightclub; Joshua followed him there two years later and Mark and Camden joined them soon after. The bond between these four friends seem to be much stronger than I would imagine and than what he tells me. His tone is highly affected when he speaks about them but his eyes denote something deeper than adoration. When we finally reach my apartment, it is almost getting dark outside and I wish this week-end could have lasted much longer, even if I know that I will see him in the office tomorrow.

"Would you like to come in?" I propose as he pulls to a stop in front of my small building, hoping he will accept so that I am allowed a while longer with him.

"No, I want you to go and get some rest," he says, taking my hand into his. "I have a ton of work to do tonight and I also want to draft our contract and lay down all the rules so that we can discuss this again tomorrow evening, okay?"

"Okay..." I sigh. Still holding my hand, which looks so small in his, he grabs my chin and turns my head to face him.

"I'll see you tomorrow in the office," he states firmly and I nod before he brushes my lips with his.

"See you tomorrow, thanks for this week-end..." I whisper and get out of the car.

Just as I shut the entrance door, I hear the powerful engine roar and soon fade away. Despite the soreness in my backside, I climb the stairs two by two and hurry inside my apartment, rushing to the bathroom. For a long moment, I look at my reflection in the mirror, wondering if something has changed. I know this is completely stupid because if something did change, that would only be my slightly irritated asshole, and yet, I find myself different... my skin is not as pale as it usually is; there's a light pink shade coloring my cheeks; my normally thin lips are a bit swollen too, probably due to all the passionate kissing.

As I walk back into the kitchen, I chuckle at the thought that this whole building is much smaller than his own house, but I like it; I like this place; this is my and Shan's home and even if it's quite small, it remains very comfortable for the two of us. Thinking about Shannon, I realize that I haven't talked to him since Friday evening but when I check my phone, I sigh in relief at the absence of missed calls. This must have been some kind of thought transmission because my phone goes off displaying Shan's name on the screen.

"Would you believe me if I said that I had my phone in my hand and I was about to call you just a second ago?" I chuckle as I answer the call.

"Hmm maybe I would... if you can explain why you haven't called me at all this week-end... I thought you'd get bored without me taking you out and that you would call me every other minute..." he says, suspicion filling his voice. "Not even a text... Did you sleep all week-end long?" As much as I adore my best friend, I just can't tell him what I did this week-end. I will have to make up a story if I am to really have a story with Joshua, but certainly not the whole truth and for now this is not something I can announce over the phone, although it would spare me some blushing and teasing from him.

"I haven't done much... I slept a lot after this tiring week. How about you...?" I ask hoping to change the subject.

"Wait, wait, wait... you can't have slept the whole week-end... so what else did you do?"

"Hmmmm cleaning...?"

"Why do I have a feeling that you're keeping something from me?" he asks accusingly.

"Maybe because you're getting paranoid?" I try, using a sarcastic tone.

"Huh... you wait till I get back!" he warns me and I can totally imagine him pointing his index finger toward an imaginary me.

"Sure I will. When are you coming back by the way?"

"Not sure yet... probably on Saturday; it'll depend on how the work is going on here throughout the week. Are you missing me, Bunny?"

"Hmm... a little, the apartment is quiet without you..." I reply honestly because this apartment really sounds quiet when Shan is not here.

After our long call, and contrary to what Joshua asked me, I set on cleaning the apartment and most of all, my room which I had left in a crazy mess yesterday evening. It takes me a good three hours to tidy up everything and do a minimum of cleaning before I finally lounge on the sofa with my phone. This is when I notice a text from Joshua.

Josh - 8:05 pm: "I hope you are already in bed or about to. Sleep tight and see you tomorrow!"

Jeez... I should have kept my phone close to me while I was cleaning because it is nearly ten now and I find myself stuck between two options - ignoring his text or replying and admitting that I'm still not sleeping... - and none of them looks too appealing. I remember how he has been insisting on honesty, so I go for the second option and hope he wasn't too serious when he said I should go get some rest. After all it is not that late even if I have to admit that I am really tired now.

Liam - 9:58 pm: "Sorry I didn't see your text any sooner. Had some cleaning to do... I am just about to go to sleep now. Good night!" His answer kicks in only seconds after.

Joshua - 9:59 pm: "Are you kidding me? It's 10! I thought you were supposed to get some rest tonight?" okay... so he wasn't joking about the rest.

Liam - 10:04 pm: "10 is not that late... and I couldn't leave the place in such a mess..."

Joshua - 10:06 pm: "When I say 'rest' I mean 'rest' and not 'housecleaning'. We'll discuss this tomorrow. Get some sleep now." Oops... Well at least he can't reproach me with not having been honest. I could have told him that I had been watching TV... Anyway, I'm an adult so I can go to sleep whenever I want, right? This time I ignore his last text and go get ready for bed.

The good thing after this rather intense week-end is that I don't have time to linger over my thoughts; as soon as I have made sure that my phone alarm is set to 6:00 am for tomorrow morning and I have switched out the light, my eyes shut down and I immediately fall in a - surprisingly enough - dreamless sleep. I wake up fresh as a daisy on Monday, ready to attack this new week. As usual it promises to be a busy one, but I feel full of energy to fulfill my boss's expectations, so I get up from bed, wincing a little at my throbbing asshole, quickly take a shower and dress up in my favorite business suit. Just as I am about to hurry outside, I remember Joshua's recommendations on breakfast. I hurriedly get a banana and a bottle of drinking yogurt from the fridge and head to the station. On the train, as I eat my banana I wonder how things will go in the office and I have to admit that it worries me a little. Will I be able to make a clear distinction between professional and personal matters?

It actually feels weird when I reach the 21st floor this morning, like I haven't been here for ages... like so many things have happened since I took the lift down on Friday evening, when I "only" went to a BDSM club on Saturday evening, spent the night in my boss's bed and lost my virginity to him on Sunday... That would explain the feeling I guess. I am surprised to see that the windows are unfrozen but I hurry to my desk without paying too much attention to the pacing Joshua who seems to have a rather animated conversation over the phone and try to act as naturally as possible. Once I have logged in my computer, I go to make his coffee in the meeting-room and get back to my desk with two mugs. As I peek at him through the windows, noticing how beautiful he is in his black suit and white button-down shirt, he holds out his index finger in my direction, beckoning me to come to his office, so I gather my notepad and his coffee, hoping that he only intends to speak about his schedule and not about the texts we exchanged yesterday evening.

"Good morning, Liam," he says after he has hung up the phone and as he goes to shut the door and freeze the window panes. Huhuhhh... That doesn't sound good.

"Good morning ... Sir," I say a bit tensely.

"Did you sleep well?" he asks with a kind of smirk on his face as he sits down across from me.

"Yes, thank you..."

"Good. The next weeks will be quite busy and I will need you to work on several things. On Wednesday we have the monthly business review and all the figures and data should be ready by now, so I would like you to liaise with the leadership team to consolidate all the information as usual and make sure that the full presentation is ready by tomorrow evening. Please also speak with Connie; she is supposed to interview someone tomorrow to replace Denzel, and if the guy suits the job, I will need to do an interview with him on Thursday. Then... I'll send you an email this morning with a list of contacts. They all are in Florida and I want to meet them next week. Please get in touch with them or their assistants and make some arrangements for me to meet these guys there between Tuesday and Friday next week; I will need Allan to go with me, so liaise with his assistant on travel details. Then the week after, I will have to be in New York, Wednesday to Friday, at Cole Construction, to work with the guys who will join us here in Chicago." Wow, I barely have time to write down some notes, he spurted out all the words so quickly! However, what I surprisingly memorize is that he will be travelling, meaning I won't get to have him as much in the office.

"Anything else...?" I ask once I have noted everything.

"Professionally speaking? Not for the moment..." he replies with a grin. "On a more personal side though, please book a table for two at the Everest for 7:00 pm tonight. Request a quiet table by the windows. Ask Tony to drive us there at 6.45. I have a draft of our contract here for you, so that you can read it before we go for dinner and we can discuss it tonight. How does that sound?"

"That sounds... very business-like..." I reply in a small voice.

"I know... I know that I make it sounds professional, but I guess that's just the business man in me," he comments a little apologetically. "This is a contract and we need to discuss its terms and conditions, so make sure you read it over lunch or later this afternoon, and tonight, you will let me know if you have any questions or if there are things you want to amend, alright?"

"Yes... Sir..."

"Then what I propose is that you let me make the corrections and I will give the final version to you tomorrow. And on Friday, if you accept this contract, I want you to come to my house and spend the week-end with me. But you don't have to agree just now, I'll give you the week to think this over, okay?" I nod in answer and begin to stand up, slipping the envelope containing the contract inside my notebook, since I think our morning meeting is over and Allan should be here any second for their meeting. "Liam," he calls out as I start heading for the door. The next second, I am pinned against the door, his hands cupping my face and his mouth attacking mine in a very languorous kiss. "Next time I order you to get some rest, just get some rest, understood?" he murmurs against my lips and his hold is so strong that I can barely nod in answer. "How's your ass by the way?" he then asks in a small whisper, making me blush.

"It's still a bit sore, Sir... but it's okay..."

"This is good news; it means I prepared you well enough," he chuckles softly, just as a knock echoes on the door behind me, causing me to jump slightly. Joshua makes sure that we are both presentable and opens the door. "Hi Allan, come in," he says all naturally while I blush a little more at Allan's dubious and sarcastic expression.

"I'll take care of all this, Mr. Pierce," I mumble, pointing at my notebook.

"Thank you Liam, and please order me a salad for lunch by the way... thanks," he finally says with a warm smile as he closes the door.

So I am left in my office, trying to recover from my blush, and with a ton of work to do and a contract to read as discreetly as possible. Since he has left the windows frozen, I can't even see them, but I wonder if Allan knows a lot about his boss's peculiar lifestyle. I know that they sometimes meet out of office hours or on Sundays, but I wonder how much he is aware of. The expression on his face makes me think that he might know a little more that I would like, but there is not much I can do about it... as long as the whole building doesn't get to hear about our relationship, that should be okay.

This brings me back to Shannon. He is supposed to come back over the week-end, but Joshua wants me to spend the week-end over at his place. I guess I'll have to tell him a little about Joshua... I don't know yet how much time Joshua will expect me to spend with him, but I assume that it will mostly be over the week-ends and I won't be able to pull out too many lies to Shannon.

As I open my notebook, the white envelope beckons me to open it and read it, but I'd rather keep this for later. If I do it now, I'm not sure I will be capable of concentrating on my work for the rest of the day, and seeing how much I have to deal with, I choose to set myself to work and tuck the envelop under a stack of papers.

Published on 21 Sept 2016

Well, well, well... It didn't come out as good as I wanted, but I'm tired of rereading this long chapter, so here it is : )

The picture above is still from that same house and what inspired me Joshua's bathroom