Date: Mon, 17 Feb 2014 17:11:45 -0700
From: jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "A Business Deal for Matty, Part One   by Jay Roberts    Gay Adult

"A Business Deal for Matty, Part One" by Jay Roberts   Gay Adult


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Matthew Williams and Gordon Ames hadn't met yet but they had a lot in
common.  Both were in their early twenties and both had inherited a
successful business from their recently deceased dads. They had both worked
since college and the transition to their becoming president was seamless
and apparently working well.

That's where the similarity ended.

Gordie's personality and physical nature was quite different from Matt's.
Gordie had been a high school and college wrestler.  That sport had created
a personality of strong, manly competitiveness.  He's was not only muscular
but also handsome in a dark, Byronic way.  His thick, dark eyebrows
emphasized his piercing brown eyes and even his thick wavy hair tumbled
aggressively over his forehead.  Add to that his full ripe, red lipped
mouth and it added up to a compelling presence.  His outstanding looks won
him sexual favors from both men and women.  But the last few years he had
decided that boys were more fun.  Who can deny his decision?

Mat was a beauty, but he worked against his type by a severe haircut of his
pale blond hair.  He consciously chose bland and manly don't give a shit
clothing.  He ignored the poor color match and the wrinkling and hoped this
made him seem straight.

Mat's six feet of height crowned a body resembling a Greek statue.  His
fitness came from his bicycling hobby and he had, since high school, joined
a group who took thirty mile trips on Sundays.

What you have here comparing the two is the pale overly handsome youth
against this broad shouldered memorizing muscle god.

What brought them together was their mutual businesses. Gordie's company
built housing development all over the US.  Mat's company supplied material
to builders.

Mat's father had tried to land a contract many times with Gordie's father,
but failed.  Mat decided that it was such a plum that he would give it a
try.

That was why Gordon's intercom buzzed to announce the arrival of Matthew in
the outer office.  He had no appointment but he had cleverly arrived on the
day before Christmas when this office was about to close early.  No one had
much to do, including Gordon and he welcomed the chance to fill the last
hour with someone to talk to.  He imagined the visitor was Matthew,,Sr. So
he felt a charge of energy in his well cut trousers as this gorgeous young
man stepped into the room, holding out his smooth, pale hand for a shake.
It was grasped by Gordon's big, warm, hairy backed hand in a shake that
lasted five seconds longer than usual for such an occasion.

Gordon surveyed the lad before him.  He did it with no pretense at hiding
his appraisal.  He sure liked what he saw and he realized that his mouth
had filled with saliva.  He swallowed a few times and Mat saw that and
smiled inwardly.  "Gotcha!" he said in his mind.  He had seen that reaction
many times. Extravagantly handsome guys like Mat knew all the signs.

"Sorry to barge in just before Christmas but I was in town to see my mother
and thought I'd take advantage of the geography and see you. "
                                        .  Gordon waved to a love seat
against the wall and joined Mat in this tight space.  Mat wondered why he
hadn't sat behind his desk and offered one of the three chairs in front of
it.  This was already seeming like a seduction but yet the dark haired guy
seemed all business now, in spite of their closeness.  Mat would feel the
heat from the power leg against his own.

Mat cleared his throat a few times realizing that this closeness of their
big guy was having an effect.  He could also smell the musky cologne now.
He, himself, in his campaign to hide his nature made him eschew any scent.
His own, though, was perfume to Gordon who's clever nose was assailed by
the faint sweat odor of the blond boy beside him.

"I read about this new project.  Wow! Three thousand single family home out
side of Las Vegas.  Now I know my dad made a pitch to Senior a few years
ago but we are now a very different company and uniquely in a position to
really service you."

He regretted his choice of words that brought a smile of large white teeth
to Gordon.  He ignored it and proceeded.  "We now have every possible
building material on hand in five warehouses across the country.  Also we
can do some prep work and deliver sections ready for you to install.
Besides that, we now can offer kitchen cabinets and even stoves and fridges
at very attractive prices.  Have you signed with anyone yet?"

Gordon grabbed Mat's upper leg.  "No you eager beaver.  So far I'm
impressed with what you can offer."  He lifted one potent eyebrow
meaningfully.

"I'm encouraged," Mat said.  "Shall I have the staff prepare a written
proposal?"

"Not yet.  I'm still in the stage of considering you...er...your company."

Mat was no dope.  He knew that he'd have to allow something from this
forceful boy.  It was a little like a casting couch, but then he was always
conscious of being like the blushing virgin being pressed by sexy boys.  So
far he had resisted but Gordon was different.  Not only did he hold the key
to the company's success but he also was wowing Mat more each moment.  He
began to wonder why kind of a chest was under that expensive shirt and his
mind wandered lower and made his breath become audible.  "Why don't you
dress better Mattie?"  Said Gordon rather intrusively.  "I mean, those
cheap tan pants and off the rack blazer and stretched out white tee shirt.
You're a rich kid.  Go to a good store and get togged.  I hope, if do get
together that you'll look the part of a young rich executive.  And that
hair cut!  You lucky to be blessed with nice blond hair.  Let it grow out
and get a styling from a good barber."

He realized that he had said too much.  Mat's mouth was open in
astonishment.  Gordon noticed the nice big pink tongue lying in the ring of
straight white teeth.

He blushed.  "Sorry, I just got carried away, but I mean it like a big
brother."

Mat relaxed and smiled.  "I'll get a new wardrobe and let my hair grow,
almost anything to land you."

Mat leaned forward and Mat could feel Gordon's hot breath against his
cheek.  "I don't know about the contract but I know you landed me."  He
closed the five inches between them and fastened his warm puffy lips
against Mat's soft pink ones and waited to see how Mat would react.  He
didn't have to wait long.  He felt the blond boy's arms around his broad
back and his response as he returned the kiss ten fold leaving the two of
them puffing around the kiss.

When they separated Gordon now looking younger and ruffled said, "Call me
Gordie.  All my sex partners do."

"A kiss does make a sex partner."

Gordon fixed Mat with a strong stare.  "You can be.  What say we make a
trade."

Mat felt a little ridiculous sitting here, his generous prick making a
stand in his thin pants and yet acting with a bit of dignity he still had
left.

"Trade?"

"Yes.  You talked about a written proposal.  What say I only need a verbal
outline for me to sign you on as our only supplier?"

"Great!  And what do I have to do?

The became silent as the dark boy struggled to name his price and the blond
waited.


End Part One