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Subject: FoR ThE MaN WHo HaS EVeRyTHiNG 02The pre teens tits story below is a work of fiction, set in the format of reality. Any
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by T. Chase McPhee%Looking at the clock on the upper right corner of his laptop, Michael
quickly signs off, picks up the phone to order a young preteen nudes ride from the car pool and
then closed his laptop and heads for the door.
"Coffee's ready!"Clashing, Michael realizes something, "Owch! Owch! Owch! Owch! Owch! Shit
that's hot!""Ice!" Jason calls out.Having more amenities than most of the offices in the building, Jason runs
to the refrigerator, opens the tiny door on top and withdraws a tray of
tiny cubes."Take your shirt off!""What?" Michael asks, was stunned by the ordering, but found the demand
highly erotic. He had removed his jacket, the tie, but hadn't time to
address the coffee-stained shirt."Your shirt. Besides, you can't wear it to a meeting like that!""You're right," Michael admits, going to it, unbuttoning his white,
brown-stained dress shirt from top to bottom, pulling it out and undoing
the last button. Peeling it off over his shoulders, he wads it up, saying,
"That's the end of that shirt!" Somebody else, he might have been livid,
but balling it up until it was baseball-size and dunking it in the trash
can, he found himself laughing. However he preteen princesses died down quick, not finding the
same aura about Jason. "Whatsamatter?""I thought you would be mad at me," Jason reaches in the bin for the soiled
dress shirt."Leave it there.""I can have it washed. The stains might come out.""Nah," Michael brushes the idea off, "I've got plenty home in the closet.""Then maybe I could have it for myself?"The shirt hung on the tip of Jason's finger, Michael studying it with
crooked lips. Seeing Jason being sincere and possibly him falling for the
angelic pose, Michael replies, "Oh alright. You can have it.""Thanks!" Jason folds it up as nice as he could and finding a naked preteen nympho
small, white
garbage bag, from the same closet as the dustbuster, places it inside. When
finished stripping it, he's confronted by two staring eyes.Realizing the ice tray is melting, Jason picks it up, Michael asking, "That
for me?""Yes," Jason replies, still holding it.A little bit o'the devil in him, Michael asks, preteen speedo boys "Where should I put it?""Where does it sting?" Jason replies."Here," Michael tags his right pec with his left hand, then his left pec
with his right hand, "here," touches the palm of his hand to his stomach,
"and here." It's then he realizes the time, taking the ice tray from
Jason's hand and with both hands applies it to his pecs."I'll check out the laptop."Oh how Michael wished it weren't so. The laptop could wait, but getting
such feelings over holding the ice tray to his chest and having Jason stand
there, at least looking, would have been so hot! Him and his big mouth, as
Jason goes for the laptop, he's presented with the ice tray."Laptop is dry," Jason reports."That's good." Because he's feeling more than coldness to his skin, Michael
says as he takes the tray away from his chest, "I think my nips are
frozen!"Seriously, Jason replies, "They look hard."`Oh man!' Michael thought. At the mention of it, there were zings of lust
going through his balls at this very moment!"You should put the ice on your stomach."Playing stoopid, Michael replies, "Where abouts on my stomach?"It worked! In seconds time, Jason's hands were on the ice tray, him
stretching it across Michael's abs, as he instructs, "Up here first, then
down, about the top of your belt buckle.""Sounds good," Michael says, looking down on his own bod, at the two hands
holding the ice tray to his upper cut abs, as he rests both free hands on
his hips. Though, he preteen naturals wished it could be, one of his hands on his cock!"We got a problem here," Jason whips the ice tray away."Out of ice?" Michael jokes."We will be, but it's melting." Grabbing one, then a second tissue from the
box on the secretary's desk, Jason wipes up, saying, "I got it though!"It didn't even occur to Michael, he could be getting an erection, as Jason
mopped up the drips of water, going against the grain of the stripe which
ran through the hair on his abs. "Oooh," he let slip out, at Jason's touch."Stings?"Their minds were on opposite planes, but Michael caught himself and gave in
to Jason's thinking, "A little."Stopping, which almost gave Michael reason to whimper, Jason races to the
closet, "I think I saw another shirt in here.""Yes," Michael admits, "I keep an extra in here just in case of emergencies
such as this one." It was a half fib, thinking of the one time he and Ferdi
found out they were not at all compatible, though them both in the heights
of jerking off preteen defloration free each other, their spunk had soiled up Michael's shirt."You're smart," Jason says. Unknown to Michael, as Jason held the shirt for
him, Jason was getting close to becoming hard, first memorizing every line
of Michael's beautiful back, then when he cp preteen body turned, yearned to memorize preteen 100 tgp
inch of Michael's hairy front, before it got covered up. He couldn't go
without saying, "You look good.""Thanks," Michael replies. Knowing it wasn't only the rippled abs which hid
under the light covering of hair, or the stripe which shot down to his belt
buckle, he throws Jason off, "You go to the gym?""Oh no," Jason wards it off, "too expensive."Michael, now that his bod is covered, makes haste in doing up the rest,
"You'll have to come with my boyfriend and I sometime. Meet my personal
trainer.""Oh," Jason says in a low tone, "you have a boyfriend."Popping the necktie into place, sliding his hand down to firm it against
his shirt, Michael figures he's hit a `nerve', saying to Jason, "Tim and I
have been together for roughly six months. We're waiting to see where it
goes."Thinking he could have had a stake in Michael's life, Jason asks, "And
before Tim?""There's been a long string of boyfriends before Tim.""How come?" Jason inquires. Being he didn't want to give his secret away,
"You look like a good man."The stares, among other things, Michael already figured Jason a `dead
giveaway.' He already had reworded Jason's statement to read what Jason was
probably already thinking, yet kept it cool, thanking him and, "I think if
we wait a minute more, we'll be late for the meeting.""We? Am I going with you?""Of course!" Michael comes back with a smile. "You know to use a laptop,
don't you?" preteen naked suck He hoped, biting a lip, because Michael really hated the dual
identity at meetings, CEO and secretary."Oh sure. I know all about them!"In the long run, before they got back from the meeting, Jason would know
plenty about Michael from the laptop standpoint, one fact being Michael
didn't preteen incest models know how to or neglected to erase his `history.' Jason was delighted
to find out Michael enjoyed watching gay porn. On the way back to home
base, while Michael dozed, Jason's imagination ran wild, thinking of him
and Michael in the same roles of some porno stars!Arriving back at the office, Michael says, before reporting to his own
office, "You preteens nudes brazil can have the report typed up and on my desk by tomorrow
morning, Jason. Will that be a problem?"Probably, with the coffee grinds mishap, then running into Michael with a
hot cup of java, it masha nude preteen
didn't register with Jason, "Are you saying I got the
job?""Job?" Michael wonders."Secretary. Am I hired?"Seeing the excitement on the cute, angelic face, how could Michael think
otherwise, "That's right. How much were you making before?""In which job?"Confused, not about how many different positions Jason worked in the
company, but the salary base, "Whichever job you made the most at.""Terrence said he had to start me out at low wage, but by the time I got to
maintenance he had me on level two.""Level two?" Michael thought, about enough to buy one week's worth of
McDonald's. He knew people like Tom and Jay were way up there, around level
nine."It was enough for me to get by," Jason said of it proudly."Oh really. I'm curious," he asks, arms folded across his middle. "Where is
it you live?""I'm not supposed to tell, because it's against company policy and if I do
it could get Terrence into trouble. Maybe even fired!"Scare tactic, Michael in a friendly way says, "If you don't tell me, I
might have to give you both the axe!"Jason whines, "You can fire me, but don't fire Terrence. Please?" genuinely
pleading. "He's the only one who helps me." Breaking down, because in his
heart he feels Michael can be sympathetic, "Terrance lets me stay in the
spare bedroom at his house."Michael smiles. "Do I look angry? Mad? Like I'm going to fire somebody?"
And how could Michael do that to `sweet Jason'?"No. You're not going to tell Terrence I told you? You're preteens nudes brazil
not going to fire
Terrence, are you?"Smiling, Michael says, "None of the above.""Can I tell you something?""Sure. Um, you don't happen to have family in Puerto Rico, do you?""What?" Jason gets confused."Never mind. What is it you're going to illegal preteen shower
tell me?""It's more of a preteen princesses confession and something else."This has got Michael's curiosity piqued, "Go on."Rattling it all out at once, Jason replies, "Mr. Songrad, I'm gay and I was
looking on your computer where I shouldn't have and found out you're gay,
because you watch gay porn."With fake reaction, a slightly fem inflection, Michael cups his right elbow
in the palm of his right hand, puts his other hand to his mouth and with
eyes bugging out, exclaims, "Oh my word!"Jason waited, but in doing so didn't get a chance to voice an opinion of
whether he was going to `get the axe.'Barging in, a dude Jason has never seen before, shouts, "Michael! Your
office! We've got to talk!"Michael tried to do the candy preteen nude appropriate thing, introducing, "Zach, this is
Jason...""Forget that shit!" Tim states, not even acknowledging Jason.When they got out of the company limo, it was already three-thirty, Michael
giving Jason the option of finishing off the report in the office, or
knocking it off and doing it at home.Right now, Jason had his own sense of curiousness, wanting to wait for the
outcome of, now that he knew, Michael's boyfriend needing immediate
attention. Slowly, his mind began drifting, from what Michael had mentioned
as a `room mate', to `boyfriend' status.Wondering how long they would be preteen young naked
in there, Jason opened the laptop and
passed the time by finalizing the notes he took.For the next ten minutes, voices rose and fell. Sometimes there were
outbursts, like a lover's quarrel, other times dead silence.Finally, the door swings open, `Zach' marching out, from Michael's office,
to the entrance, opening the door, leaving and closing it.Jason says of it, "Hi Zach. Bye Zach." He waited, wondering if he should
disturb the peaceful office. He typed a little more and not hearing
anything, figured the right thing to do would be to check up on Michael and
see if anything is wrong. For all he knew, perhaps Zach could have
strangled Michael and left him for dead! "Yikes!" Jason voices opinion out
loud!It wasn't the case, Michael answering Jason's knock and like earlier this
day, seeing his face in the crack, "C'mon in.""I was concerned about you, but if you're okay I'll go back out and finish
the report.""Forget the fuckin' report. What I need now," he gets up abruptly, "is a
good, stiff drink. C'mon."Michael was too quick for him to back away and welcomed the pat on the
back, a guy hanging his arm over his shoulder like they were buddies from
way back, a kind of friend Jason has always hoped to have, gothic preteens nude but felt too
insecure about finding such a friendship. On the way out the door,
foremost on Jason's mind, he asks, "I'm confused... I thought you and Zach
were boyfriends?"Before closing the door behind them, Michael replies, "`Were', that's the
key, Jason!"%Copyright 2011 T. Chase McPhee`FoR ThE MaN WHo HaS EVeRyTHiNG' may not be sold, nor made part of any
collection, without prior consent from the author.
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