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John and Luc
John sat at his computer and sighed. Once again his father had put the files of the most difficult customer on the table. Working in the Karl Stone printing house, whose owner also called himself his father, was anything but relaxing. This customer in particular had the tendency to always find a mistake, be it just the paper that was printed on or the color that was not intense enough.
But actually Mister Clodell wasn't his problem, it was Karl Stone. John's father had taken his son's birthday as an opportunity to invite potential wives and John didn't like that at all. Two more days and he was allowed to meet four women who were supposed to be a perfect match if you wanted to believe your father.
Five hours later, John saved the file and shut down the computer. His ears ached and his mouth felt dry. After work, it was time to relax. As soon as he stepped out of the office, he loosened his tie and turned his head in all directions until the stiff muscles loosened.
"Young man, tell me, is that the new dress in your business?"
Laughing, John turned around and looked into the brown eyes of Luc, his best friend and fellow sufferer. "Well, your company doesn't even seem to have a dress code!" Delighted to see, they gently clapped each other on the shoulder and grinned.
"Wouldn't it be nice to just be able to wear jeans and a T-shirt?" Luc put his tie in the tight trouser pocket of his suit and opened the shirt to his chest.
"Not popular in the real estate industry, huh?"
Together they walked across the large parking lot. Luc's father's real estate business was on the opposite side, so they mostly parked next to each other at John's place of work.
The two men had been close friends since childhood. They shared secrets, beautiful moments, but also sorrow and suffering. As well-off as both grew up thanks to their fathers' reputable companies, their lives seemed like a golden cage. With many advantages, her life was also peppered with rules and duties.
Requirements were set that both mostly reluctantly followed. So Luc was currently faced with the demands of his parents to start a family.
“My father found what he calls a decent wife for me. I'm supposed to get to know her next week. ”Luc hung his shoulders and kicked a stone in front of him.
"Shit, so you really mean it."
“Yes, very seriously. Dad talked about a wedding this year and the legacy that will come from it. John, I don't want that, not like that. "
John nodded in understanding and told Luc about his upcoming meeting with four women. “I don't want it either, especially not like that. Let's get away!"
Luc looked at him startled. "You want something? Do you have a fever? ”As a precaution, he tested his friend's temperature with his hand. It was clearly not John's kind, more like his.
Luc had never been the straight forward type, liked to break out of the golden cage, but never for long. Even he was born with a sense of duty and apart from a number of affairs that his father kept hushing up, he had a sparkling white vest.
“No, but I don't want to meet these women. It is my thirtieth birthday that I want to celebrate as it suits me. What do you say to Las Vegas? "
Taking a deep breath, Luc looked at the floor, kicked the stone one last time and nodded with a smile. “I never expected that you would come up with such an idea, but of course, why not? Let's conquer Las Vegas. "
Was Luc wrong or did his best friend get nervous? “I don't even know if they're real. An elevator, you and me and an elderly lady ... "“It's real. Very real, believe me. You made me speechless when you… ”Definitely, John was embarrassed and put a grin on Luc's face.The concerns vanished as quickly as they had come, he pulled his husband to him and robbed him of a short, but thoroughly sensual kiss. Even if the vernacular spoke of butterflies that upset the stomach, with Luc it was certainly bees that maltreated his stomach with their stings. "Did I tell you what I want after the woman got off the elevator?" He licked John's lips."No, not really!" He escaped breathlessly, while he tried not to come to rest with all his weight on him."We should definitely talk more about that, or I'll show you." Luc snapped his lips, ran his hands under John's shirt and stroked his tense back.That was clearly too much for J
What's happening?"Luc was sitting too close to him and almost robbed John of his mind, so that he couldn't answer, but just once again let his body decide to take what it wanted. Soon no sheet of paper would fit between them, their sounds of desire filled the hospital room and they looked at each other with lusty eyes. "This is clearly the wrong place for something like that," panted John and kissed Luc again.This smiled on his lips. "I'll be home again tomorrow, have to spend the whole day in bed ..."Whatever promise his husband made him made his heart pound and then beat at a pace that was clearly record-breaking. "Luc, I don't think so ..."“You are clearly thinking way too much. I think you should show me again how our wedding night went, all that I can't remember. "John prevented a laugh, instead swallowed it and nodded resignedly. If Luc wanted to have their wedding night, that would be the smallest problem, but it would probably ir
When he arrived at the clinic that morning, Luc was sitting on his bed, fully dressed, leafing through some documents. He had a pen between his lips, frowned and screwed up his eyes slightly."Hello!"The coolie fell on the bed in shock and Luc's hands clenched briefly around the papers in his hand. "Jeez, did you scare me!""Excuse me. You look better than yesterday. "Luc put the papers aside and swung his legs out of bed, then grabbed John's hands and pulled him closer. “I'm also much better. The examinations clearly show that my brain survived it and I can go home tomorrow. ”John didn't really know what Luc was up to, who pulled him between his legs and looked at him expectantly. It slowly dawned on him after all, his husband was waiting for a greeting that contained much more than a "good day". So he bent down to him and tasted his lips, which willingly stretched out towards him. "May I come home tomorrow?" Luc asked in a whisper.
"I honestly do not know. Are you really OK?"“At the moment I am convinced that I have never been better. Whatever happened between the two of us, that we took the step, seems to be the best that could have happened to me. "Luc was still out of his mind, John was now sure of that. His friend almost looked at him ... in love, that couldn't be. Luc met him again at this point, which was still his undoing for John, but at the moment he cared very little. Slowly he leaned forward and gently brushed his lips over Luc's cheek. There was no apparent reason in his heart that he wasn't finally getting what he longed for. If Luc was convinced he was in love with him, maybe he could really make him love him. Best before its memory returns.Luc's hand also rose cautiously and lay on his neck. "I have no memory of a kiss between us."John nodded in understanding, kissed his cheek down to his chin and then up to his husband's lips. -Husband-, whisp
John sat down on the guest bed. “We came home and didn't seem to close the door properly. Gregor saw us kissing and lost his nerve. He hit me in the face, Luc thwarted the second blow in my direction ... he has traumatic brain injury, Dad. "“Just a second, are you going to tell me that Gregor hit you because you only kissed? You didn't provoke and attack him? ”John shook his head violently, which caused him a wall of pain because of the broken nose and looked at his father confused. “That bastard. I'll take care of that! ”With these words, Karl left the apartment and left his son alone, who looked after his father blankly.Luc's head throbbed, his eyes wouldn't open, instead he tried to swallow the musty taste in his mouth. Beeping noises penetrated the roar in his head. -Hospital- he sighed inwardly."Mister Stone? Do you hear me? ”A hand touched his shoulder and Luc tried to understand the words. Why did the m
Luc looked at his friend and knew that he didn't believe him. How then, did he not trust his own words. If they still felt right for his heart and mind, his stomach rebelled at the sight of John. His guilty conscience wanted to be heard with all his might, it couldn't be anything else. His stomach had never protested like this, not even when he broke his mother's expensive vase at the age of 10. Only an oppressive feeling had haunted him, which at some point made him go to confession.As if by itself, his hand went to John's cheek and caressed the stubbly skin. "Do you believe me?""You don't even believe yourself, then how am I supposed to do it?"John knew him clearly too well and still he let Luc, who stole a delicate kiss."That mustn't be true!" Startled, John and Luc drove apart and looked at the door, where Gregor Miller stood with his wife Dora and looked at both of them in disgust. "Take your dirty paws off my son!"Luc was f