(Liam's POV - Wed. 18 September 2013)

I was so exhausted yesterday evening when I got home that I fell asleep at 7:30 pm, so I am not really surprised when my eyes open at 5:00 am. I am not used to sleeping more than six hours a night, so it is quite logical I should wake up so early this morning. Since I didn't even bother having dinner, my stomach is growling, so I get up, still dressed in only my boxer briefs, and head to the kitchen.

Shan will be home soon after his night shift and might be hungry, so I decide to prepare a huge omelet and some bacon. There is not much left in the fridge anyway and this will have to do. I make a mental note to stop by the grocery store on my way back home tonight.

I have to say that working for Mr. Pierce is pretty intense. Besides the documents he asks me to work on, his calendar keeps shifting with last-minute meetings and moving conference calls, not mentioning the organization of his upcoming trips. Hopefully, I'll be able to breathe a little more next week when he is in California. There are loads of documents I need to update on a daily basis normally and that I have put aside for now because I am just swamped with the rest. I am falling behind on these, so I hope to catch up next week.

Yawning, I whip the eggs in a large bowl and begin to fry the bacon. In my defense, the previous night was as short and chaotic as I had expected after the realization of my embarrassing attraction toward my boss. It made me nervous and it still does after what happened yesterday.

I can't be sure Mr. Pierce didn't notice the bulge in my pants on Monday but at least, I think I was less conspicuous about it when it happened again yesterday afternoon. When he asked to have a look at my notes, I thought he was going to sit across from me at my desk, but he went to stand beside me; very close to me.

So much so that I was almost able to feel his warmth through my clothes...

So much so that I can still smell his expensive cologne... he smelled so damn good! And his powerful muscles... When he bent over, his hand still resting on the back of my chair, his bicep caressed my shoulder and I felt how strong he must be. Just the thought has gotten me hard again! This is getting ridiculous! I need to find a way to stop reacting like this, though this is not really something I can control, isn't it?

Just as I walk out of my bedroom where I put on some large sweatpants to hide my crotch, Shannon opens the front door and blinks at seeing me up so early. He looks tired but his stomach growls when his nose catches the smell of the omelet and the bacon cooking.

"Hey Chipmunk! How are you doing?" I ask him as I walk back to the gas stove.

"Hey... I'm good... What are you doing up so early?" he asks, throwing his backpack on the floor and taking his hoodie off.

"I fell asleep too early yesterday evening... so I woke up early... Are you hungry?"

"Huh... yeah... You should sleep early more often then!" he says cheekily. "It's great to have some food ready when I get back home!"

"Most of the time, I leave you leftovers in the fridge, dumbass!" I exclaim.

"Yep, but at least I get to see you a bit more, smartass... It feels like we only cross each other over the weekend... I really can't wait for this job to finish..." he complains.

"That's still a job and you're getting paid," I tell him as I put both our plates on the little round table and sit down next to him.

"Yeah, right... How's it going with your boss by the way?"

"It's going just fine..." I say, unable to avoid a light blush. "He keeps me busy, but I apparently pull through since he hasn't yelled at me or complained about anything..."

"Why are you blushing????" he squeals.

"I'm not blushing..."

"Yes, you are!!" he insists with exaggeration.

"No I'm not; it's the just the food that's too hot..." I lie.

"Or maybe that's your boss that's too hot..." he says teasingly. "What does he look like? Is he cute? How old is he?" Jeez!! Next time I wake up early, I'll stay in bed! I swear I will!

"I'm not gay, Shan! So I don't know..." I exclaim, stuffing my mouth with more eggs.

"Of course, you are! You just don't want to admit it..."

"Whatever..." I snort at him, not wishing to continue this conversation. "What are we doing this weekend?"

"Whatever you want, gay boy! I'm all yours!" he says, wiggling his eyebrows and I roll my eyes at him. "How about we go dancing again? It was fun the last weekend we went there, and that club was pretty good..."

"Why not..." I sigh, shrugging my shoulders. "As long as you don't take me to an all-gay club, that should be fine... although with your bi-sexual habits, I never know..."

"That's right... It's been a long time since I last fucked a vagina and played with big boobs..."

"Just shut up!!! I don't want to know the details and especially not so early in the morning!!" I scream, covering my ears.

"Do these words disgust you, Bunny? Vagina... Clitoris... Boobs... See? You're definitely a homo, my friend!!!" he chants, seeing my wrinkled nose.

"Enough... just... just shut up!" I scream at him before I stand up to put my dirty dishes in the sink and scamper to the bathroom.

"You're so gay, Li!!!" he screams as I shut the door. It's barely six in the morning but I still go for my shower.

Shan has always tried to persuade me I am gay and I have always denied it. It has become some sort of game between us, but the truth is I just don't know. I have often wondered what is wrong with me, because I should have at least known if I am attracted to men or women, but I have just been disinterested in this so far. I guess I was just too busy with school, my studies and then taking care of Shan.

However, now that I have these reactions in Mr. Pierce's presence, I wonder if Shan wasn't right from the start. It's not that I really mind because I actually would love to find out about my sexual orientation, but damn... not with my boss! It sucks!

As warm water keeps falling over my head, I look at my growing erection - again. I have never been into masturbation before. Of course, like all men, I know what it feels like to wake up with morning wood and I know what an erection is - though I never really understood where mine came from. But I have never masturbated at all in my whole life and therefore have no clue about how it feels to orgasm.

I know how innocent and naive I sound, but this is something I just haven't been tempted to do. I don't think it is sick or dirty, but I have just never felt the need to do it myself... People commonly think that all men like to play with their stick but I just don't; maybe I am just the exception that proves the rule.

I know that Shannon does, though. I caught him once, which was one of the most embarrassing moments in my life. We had been living together for a few months and that day, I came back earlier than planned from university because one of my teachers was absent. I wasn't expecting my friend to be home either since he had a job at that time, so I didn't yell out his name when I walked in. Being a rather quiet person, I silently shut the door which is why he didn't hear me coming in either.

Shan's bedroom is adjacent to both the kitchen and the bathroom, so when I made my way to the latter to wash my hands and heard some weird whining in his room, I just opened the door thinking he might be here in the end, in pain or whatever. To my utter dismay, he was lying on his bed, stark naked and watching a porn movie without the sound. When he saw me, the hand that was wrapped around his member grabbed the comforter and pulled it over himself. This episode resulted in a terrifying and awkward moment for me and an uncontrollable fit of laughter for him. Since then, I have always made sure to announce my presence loud enough when I get back home.

Still, I wonder how it could feel...

With a sigh, I hesitantly wrap my fingers around this hard member of mine and tentatively pull the foreskin back. My knees almost wobble at the sensation of the prepuce uncovering the sensitive mushroom head. Jeez!!! It absolutely doesn't feel the same when I do it with the purpose of cleaning myself and when my penis is flaccid! This time, I can feel tingles everywhere in my lower region and although it feels delicious, it scares me a bit. To be honest, now that I think about it, I'd rather not experience my first orgasm on my own, so I quickly finish my shower with cold water and step out to get ready for work.

I stop by Shan's bedroom for a quick goodbye and head outside even though it is still very early. I take my time walking to the train station and then to the office but it's only 7:15 when I reach the 21st floor. Of course, Mr. Pierce is already in and the window panes are still frozen but he has left his door open, allowing me see he is not alone. He and Allan are seated at the round table and working on some documents.

"Good morning, Mr. Pierce, good morning Mr. Brightman," I call out as I pass to reach my desk.

"Good morning, Liam!" they both reply simultaneously. "You're early this morning!" Mr. Pierce adds as I go to stand by the door.

"Hmm yes... I just woke up early. Would you like coffee now?" I ask them.

"Yes please," my boss replies with a smile.

I wonder why I have heard so many people complain about the boss's coldness during all the lunches I have had downstairs. A lot of people say he is difficult and barely approachable, but I don't find him as unpleasant as his reputation describes him. I have never seen or heard him yell or be in a bad mood. Some conversations I sometimes overhear in his office are heated, but I guess it's only normal when you manage such a big company. Everything can't go smoothly all the time and there are certainly issues that come up once in a while.

After I have brought them their coffees, I quietly shut the door and set to my own work. Mr. Pierce has validated the plan I sent him yesterday, so I can start working on the document. I bring them more coffee at 10, and suddenly get a cold sweat when I realize I haven't ordered lunch for today. But then, I remember I booked a table for two for him. At this thought, I feel a pang of what I believe is jealousy when I wonder if he has a date. It has to be a date because I don't see any business lunch in his calendar and the spot between 12 and 1:30 pm is free.

Ugh!! This is none of your business, Liam! You'd better wonder what you are going to eat now that it's too late to order!!! Well, I'll just go out and get something across the street, I guess.

Allan left at half past eleven and, shortly before noon, Mr. Pierce walks out of his office, his jacket back on. I realize he looks even better today, if this can be possible. He is wearing a dark blue business suit with a light blue shirt, both perfectly matching his eyes. The cuffs of his shirt are slightly sticking out of his jacket sleeves and I find it so sexy. Lucky is the girl who will have lunch with my boss!

Instead of heading to the lift though, he slowly walks toward my desk, buttoning down his jacket and smiling warmly. Seriously, he needs to stop doing that!

"Put your jacket on, Liam, we're going out!" he says. What does he mean with that? Doesn't he have a date with his girlfriend or whomever? "Liam! Come on, hurry up, Tony is waiting for us downstairs," he insists.

"But... I thought..." I start saying but I don't know how to finish my sentence without embarrassing myself further.

"Yes?" he asks, arching an eyebrow.

"Don't you have a... an appointment at a restaurant with someone?" I ask in a small voice.

"Yes, I do. By the way, said someone had better hurry up and put his jacket on. Now," he says nonchalantly, turning around and walking to the lift. He turns back to me once he has pressed the call button and folds his arms across his chest, scowling at me. The doors have already opened since only he uses this lift, so he eventually stretches his right arm to hold the doors open. "Liam, do I need to come and pick you up to carry you over my shoulder?" he asks angrily.

Oh my God... this tone is doing things to me I had never expected to feel! What the hell is going on with me?

"N... no Sir... I'm coming..." I stutter, standing up to grab my jacket on the back of my armchair.

I'm glad that I chose a pair of tight briefs this morning, but I still button my jacket to conceal my groin. Why didn't he tell me yesterday that the reservation was for us? In a way, I am happy he didn't though, or else, I would have spent the whole night stressing over this lunch.

On our way to the ground floor, he suddenly raises his hand and adjusts the lapel of my jacket which was somewhat tucked up, making me blush. As we cross the huge reception hall, I feel some people gaze at us but I try to ignore them, looking at the floor. Tony is indeed waiting for us when we walk out and nods as he holds the door to the backseat open. Mr. Pierce lets me go in first, so I move to the far left of the black sedan while he sits down on the other side.

"I hope you like French food?" he asks after a minute.

"I don't know... I've never been to a French restaurant, Sir..." I reply shyly.

Rather than looking at him, I take in the car I am sitting in. I have never been in a car with so much space at the back. I could almost stretch my legs and wouldn't reach the front seat, I am sure. The black leather couch is super comfortable, so I try to relax from the stress of knowing he is staring at me.

"Don't worry, they don't serve frog legs or snails in this one, but they do have this fabulous thing called foie gras and their boeuf bourguignon is divine." I don't know what these are exactly, but I guess I'll let him choose for me. There are not many things I dislike in food anyway, so that shouldn't be a problem.

A few minutes later we stop in front of a nice restaurant where a valet hurries to open the door, letting Mr. Pierce and I slip out of the car. I silently follow him and a maitre d' meets us at the entrance.

"Mr. Pierce! Welcome back to Le Marais," the man says very amiably.

My boss is obviously a regular in this restaurant and judging by how wonderful and luxurious it looks inside, this is the kind of place I wouldn't be able to afford. The walls are coated with a nice light-gray wax giving them an antique appearance and the furniture is all modern, the tables covered with charcoal and white tablecloths.

Mr. Pierce nods at him and we follow the maître d' to a table by the window. As we start looking at the menu, I suddenly hear a low-whispered curse and peek up at my boss, only to see him wear a very annoyed expression. My first reaction is to wonder what I may have done wrong but I notice that his eyes are focusing above me. Then, a soft chuckle echoes behind me.

"What a surprise!!" a deep and sexy voice says behind my back. "I think it's the first time you haven't announced me your visit in advance, Josh..." When I turn around, I am met with a gorgeous and huge specimen who then lowers his mischievous and sparkling hazel eyes to mine, bringing tingles down my spine.

Oh my God...

Published on 2 Sep 2016

I'm a bit early, but I have worked too much in the darkness of Twisted Moon and needed something lighter...

I just loved that chapter! I mean, I loved writing it! I actually haven't made many changes to the first draft I had written, but I read it several times just for the fun. So Mister Shan is back and it felt good hearing from him. He brings a bit a fun to the story because Liam is actually quite serious... And I warned you that the guy is very innocent and naïve... Now that moment with Mark arriving when he is not supposed to be working at the restaurant on Wednesdays... Hahaha... Imagine Joshua's annoyance... You'll find this out in the next chapter!

I will publish two other chapters throughout the week-end, though probably not before Sunday because tomorrow is fully busy and I have started to edit these two chapters at all. One is a creepy chapter actually, and from what Liam and Shannon have planned for their week-end, you can guess who the creep will be...

And since that was a funny chapter, I dedicate it to my super Guiyin who was my first very hyperactive commentator on the first story! It's so good so read you again and I never tire of your comments sweetie!!

As usual, thanks to all the readers of this story! I hope you're still enjoying this!