BoyxBoy smut

11~ Dress to impress ||Cricky~

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No POV

Ricky straightened his black blazer, dusting off the crumbs from his sandwich off of his shoulder. Casual white button up shirt, skinny black jeans and Doc. Martins to complete the look. He was ready.

He need this job in order to continue his education. He hope got the best, and hopefully if he's lucky. He will have a hot boss.

He walked up to the door and mentally prepared himself before knocking.

A few minutes later the door opened and Ricky walked in.

"You must be here for the interview. The name Chris." The man spoke scanning the boy figure.

"Ricky, nice to meet you, sir." Ricky spoke, politely shaking Chris' hand.

God he is hot.

"Tell me, Ricky, why are you here?"

"I'd really like to show you what I have and expand my experience with great companies, such as yours. Also, working in a team is an achievement in my book."

Chris leaned forward in his chair, laving his hands together.

"Do you have any experience?" Chris asked. Ricky thought for a second and shook his head no.

"I've babysat before."

"So you're reliable?" Chris asked.

"Yes, sir,"

Chris climbed from his sit and walked over toward Ricky circling the boy.

"How old are you, may I ask?" Chris spoke as he sat on the table.

Ricky gulped slightly, but not noticeable. "19, sir."

Chris smiled, loving that the boy was legal. "You look younger," Chris started. "I was worried for a second."

"What do you mean?" Ricky asked, shifting in his seat a little.

"What do you mean?" Ricky asked, shifting in his seat a little.

"You're hot, and I was worried you were underage."

"Thanks." Ricky cursed himself silently for liking Chris, though he still wanted to get this job. "How old are you?"

"Im 29."

Ricky nodded, trying to get back to the interview. "Can you tell me more about the job?"

"How about you tell me about yourself," Chris instructed.

"I'm an only child and live with my aunt."

"Is your aunt unable to work?" Chris asked.

"She tries. Mostly jobs where she can sit down as she's confined to a wheelchair."

"And you? Why do you want this job?"

"It'll further work experience and help my aunt financially."

"Any schooling involved?"

"I'm hoping to go to university if I can afford it." Ricky answered honestly.

"You seem like a nice kid, and I would like to have someone like you working for me."

"Thank you sir, you seem like a nice boss."

"Only because I like you," Chris winked.

"Sir, that's sweet. I appreciate it." Ricky smiled as he played with his fingers.

"Don't be nervous, Ricky." Chris spoke kneeling in front of the boy. "I am not going to do anything against your will."

"Chris, I don't know about this. What if someone walks in."