Power Play - Final Episode

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We didn’t get out of bed until after noon. The coffee Caleb had brought was stone cold, but I drank it anyway as I scrambled some eggs and put a few slices of bread in the toaster. Caleb found my coffee machine and was making a fresh pot.

When we sat down together at the kitchen table to eat, I finally said to him:

“What’s going on here?”

“What do you mean?” he answered.

“Weren’t you involved with some other guy at my company? Isn’t that why you left?”

He laughed. “You were the guy I left the company for!”

Now I know you all have figured that out already, but I’m a total dickhead and didn’t see that coming. 

“But why did you…”

“Insult you when we first met at Roughriders? I wanted to explain that night I brought you the drawings. I’m sorry I nearly wrecked things between us.”

And then Caleb began his story.

“I’ve always been attracted to older guys. My first was my math professor, when I was a senior in high school. After I graduated, I decided to take a year off to figure out what I wanted to do with my life. That’s when I first found a job at Brewed Awakenings. But I also found another line of work that paid much better; I was recruited as "talent” for PornBoyz. You heard of it?“

I nodded my head. He laughed again, but nervously this time. 

"You probably noticed a gap in my work record when you read my resumé. I didn’t think it would look good if I had it on there. But you hired me anyway, I guess." 

"Technically, Gervais Bachman hired you,” I said. “I left the decision up to him.”

Caleb looked a little disappointed. He continued, 

“Well, anyway, I made really good money there—enough to help pay for university when I turned 25. And I learned a lot there.” He grinned at me mischievously. 

“But I fell hard for the boss, and when it was clear that he saw me only as a fuck toy, I knew I had to get out of there. And I had saved up enough money to start at the university.

They were happy to have me back at Brewed Awakenings, and that’s when I started to notice you when you came in every morning. You must have thought that I was a complete idiot when I kept getting your order wrong. I was so attracted to you I couldn’t think straight, but I really can make coffee." 

I laughed.

"When I saw you at Roughriders, I panicked. I wanted you so bad, but I didn’t want just a hookup. And I said all the wrong things. I thought I ruined everything between us. But when you hired me—at least I thought you had hired me—I thought I might still have a chance.

Then you sent me packing when I tried to grab your crotch. At least I knew from your hard cock that you were still interested, and I have to say, I found your ‘high moral principles’ a huge turn on.”

I interrupted him here, 

“Not high moral principles, just good business practice.”

“That’s even sexier!" 

He put his bare foot up between my legs and began to massage my crotch with his toes. I moaned involuntarily. 

"Anyway, even though I really liked working for you, I knew I needed to find another job, if I wanted to wake up every morning with you.”

“Who said anything about waking up every morning with me?”

“Just try and stop me!" 

His footwork was having its effect on my cock, and soon thereafter round two began—this round lasting till evening.

And the little fucker was right, he has woken up with me every morning since. I no longer go to Brewed Awakenings, though. Caleb makes me my coffee in the morning and I get a bit more than just eye candy to go with it.