Rich Love (BoyxBoy)

Convincing him: Day 5

(^ That's what they are wearing)

Michael's POV

It's been four days and I still have to call him daddy. I almost got caught by Zack once, but I instantly distracted him. He's easily distracted.

I hate to admit this, but I'm starting to like calling him that. I like it better when he called me that, but no complaints. I'm getting urges. I'm trying to control them. He's making this so hard. The situation! Not my...

Anyway, he called me to his office. I'm sitting in the armchair waiting for him to come in. I look around and noticed he added color in the room. Did he do that for me?

"Hello, Michael. "

I say, while getting up and turning around, "Hello, daddy..."

Brandon has a woman with him. I quickly add,

"Is what women call me in the bedroom. "

I can tell he's holding in his laughter. I feel so stupid. She looks at me weird and says,

"Women call you daddy in the bedroom? Interesting. "

I smile awkwardly. I say,

"Brandon and I were discussing.... Anyway, I'm Michael. "

I shake the woman's hand. She says,

"I'm Wendy. I'm Brandon's girlfriend. "

What!? My face turns red. Am I feeling jealous? No way this is Brandon's girlfriend! He's gay! Or his he bisexual? He played me!

Brandon's POV

Come on Michael. Explode already. I smile and pull Wendy close to me. I say,

"We're deeply in love."

This is just a plan of mine. I want him to feel jealous. If he claims he isn't gay, then this shouldn't be a problem. His eyes are filled with anger. Yes, Michael! Get angry!

He says, "I have to go to the restroom. "

He walks out of my office. Wendy pushes me away and says,

"I don't think this is working. Oh, I can totally tell he's gay."

I say, "Right! I better go after him. Thanks Wendy. "

She nods and says, "No problem. "

I walk into the men's restroom. I hear someone crying softly. I check all the stalls and I find Michael's shoes. No one else is in here. I lock the door. I say,

"Michael, please don't cry. She isn't my girlfriend. "

"What?!"

I think I went to far with this one. I say,

"She's not my girlfriend. I'm gay. You know that. "

The door slowly opens. He looks at me with anger in his eyes. I quickly say,

"Now calm down! I only did that because I know you like me! Why else would you get jealous? "

"Jealous? I'm not jealous! "

I shrug my shoulders and say, "Mm you kinda are."

"I'm not!"

"Michael, you are. You're jealous, because you're gay. You like me, Michael. And I like you too. A lot. "

He slowly shakes his head. "I'm not..."

I walk up to him. I pull him close by his jacket. He looks into my eyes. I wipe his tears. I say,

"I'm sorry I did that. I couldn't think of another way. I'm sorry."

He smirks and says, "I don't forgive you yet."

I smile. "What can I do to make you forgive me?"

He turns his head to the right. Revealing the left side of his neck. I lick my lips. I kiss him softly. He lets out a soft moan. I kiss him again. He says,

"You have the softest lips."

I smile and say, "They're all yours."

I lick his sweet spot. He lets out a louder moan. I lick it again.

"Don't stop."

My hand travels down to the buttons of his jacket. I unbutton his jacket. I begin to give him a hickie on his sweet spot. His moans motivate me more.

I untuck his shirt and start to unbuckle his pants. He stops my hand and says,

"I don't know... "

I say, "Okay, okay. Baby steps. "

Instead, I raise my hand to his stomach. I say sexually,

"Ooh, rock hard abs."

He giggles. I focus back on his sweet spot. It's not long until he cums. I cover his mouth. I forgot we were at my place of business.

He smiles and kisses me passionately. That made me hard. He notices and says,

"Is there anything I can do for you? "

I blush and say, "No, I'm fine."

"Are you sure? You clearly have an erection. "

I giggle and say, "I'm fine really. "

He puts his head down. I raise his head by his chin. I ask,

"Are you okay?"

A tear falls from his eyes. He says,

"I can't sexually satisfy you...even if you did want me to do something... I can't.... "

I pull him into an embrace. I say,

"Michael, its okay. I only want to satisfy you for now. "

He shakes his head. "It's not okay! What kind of gay man can't satisfy is partner?!"

I'm pretty sure everyone heard that. I say,

"You know who you need to talk to? Carolina. She'll help you with your issue. She helped me. I had the same problem as you and now look at me. I'm giving pleasure to other men."

He looked at me funny.

I quickly say, "I mean just you. Now, it's just you. Two months ago it was...aaah...but now it's just you."

He giggles and says, "Who's Carolina? "

"She's the closest person to me. She's been there for me for years."

He nods. He fidgets with my shirt and asks,

"When can I talk to her?"

I smile and say, "Now if you want. "

He nods. "Now is good."

As we go to leave, I stop and whisper,

"Michael, I have a feeling everyone heard us."

He holds my hand and says,

"Good."