One shots (boyxboy)

Hector and Wade

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Hectors POV

I have always been a successful business man, and been an expert in trading goods. I live in a large house on the coast of Oregon. The dry crisp air brought in the smell of the salty sea into my bedroom waking me up from a beautiful slumber. I shrugged on a red silky robe and walked to the kitchen starting a pot of coffee when the door bell rang.

Walking to the door slowly I looked through the eye hole, there was a young man outside. What was this all about? I opened my door and raised an eye brow. "Can I help you?" I asked my accent slipping.

"Uh, I here to clean, I'm from the cleaning agency you called Mr. Traphen." He said, I thought a woman would come clean my house so I wouldn't get distracted, but a man in my house, it's going to be a long day. I bit my bottom lip deating on whether to let him in, he looked 18 just right out of high school probably working this job to get into collage.

"Come in, come in." I said having him follow me. "My house is very big, so start wherever you like, I bet you can catch on quickly. Please no rush." I told the young man. He nodded, looking around trying to take the whole place in.

"Your accent is it Russain?" He asked, his voice deeper than I thought it was earlier.

"No, it is Chez, but closer than you think. You have good ears." I said to him not looking back, I poured a cup of coffee. "Would you like a cup?" I asked him, he shyly bit him lip.

"No, I'm not allowed to have caffeine, it's too much for me to handle." I raised my eyebrow at him, but left it at that.

"What is your name?" I asked letting my accent flow, he seemed to like it, and blushed slightly, his face turning a light pink, along with his ears, he looked so cute, I wonder what other shades he could turn.

"Wade, but people call my Toff because my last name is Troffler." He said. I smirked at him and leaned against the counter so he could see my body, I was very muscular owning many gyms, and parts of the market of trade I have to look presentable. We differed in sizes a lot, he was about 5.10" and I was 6.2" his green eyes racked up and down my body, his expression drastically changing to aroused.

Oh man, this boy wasn't going to get any work done if he kept looking at me that way. "Wade, do you have a girlfriend?" I asked, stepping closer to him, and staring at him closer. He had brown curly hair that evenly curled in front of his shocked expression, his lips moved to speak but nothing came out, he gave up and shook his head no.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" I asked, his face turned brighter red.

"I did once, we split after high school."

"How old are you?" I asked.

"Nineteen."

"Are you a virgin?" I asked, I was so close to him that I felt his body temperature rise with ever question I asked, his lips trembled, I wondered what they tasted like.

"N-no." He said, I smirked, and sipped my coffee.

"You should get to work then, we don't want you to get fired now would we?" I said, I walked away from him going upstairs, ugh my boner was raging, it was a merical he didn't point it out, he probably noticed it though.