When I first saw him on the street corner with his sign, it was hard to believe he was homeless. His hair was neat and of average length. His face was that of a chiseled statue. His shirt and jeans were clean and snug over a well muscled frame.
I looked at him wondering how such a neatly dressed man could be homeless. He appeared to be in his early to mid twenties and had a smile that would light up the darkest night.
I would see him out on the corner two to three times a week on my way to my business. As the days passed, his face became thinner, his hair shaggier, and it was obvious he was loosing weight.
Finally, after about six weeks, I had to stop and find out what was going on.
I pulled into the parking lot of a small cafe and parked. I went in and got two breakfast sandwichs and two coffees and returned to my car. Getting his attention, I motioned him to come over.
'How about some breakfast?' I said when he walked up.
'Hey, man, thanks.'
'I'm Mark Davis. When did you eat last?' I asked.
'Nice to meet you. I'm Luke Butler. I had a burger and soda about noon yesterday.'
'I see. Your sign says your homeless and looking for work. What type work do you do?'
'I have a degree in accounting,' he replied.
Nice. I may be able to help you out.'
'No shit? That would be great.'
'Well, first, I need to know something about you. How did you end up homeless and out of a job?'
He took a bite of his breakfast and said awkwardly, 'I, uh, was laid off and uh, got evicted from my apartment.'
'Lukd, cut the bullshit. I wasn't born yesterday. I can usually tell when I'm being lied to and you are lieing right now. Give me the truth.'
'If I do, you'll probably say good riddence and leave.'
'Try me.'
'Okay, here goes. After I got my degree and began work, I got hooked up whith the wrong crowd. I got into drugs. I needed extra money so I began selling to increase my income.'
'And you used that income to satisfy your habit?'
'Yea. well, anyway, I was out selling one night and was nabbed in a sting. I ended up loosing my job and spent three years in prison for trafficing. I also went through rehab and swore I'd never get on drugs again.' I was released but who's going to hire an ex-con former drug addict?'
'I might,' I said.
'Yea, right,' he replied.
'Look, give me your personal information and let me check you out. If you're clean and are what you say you are, I might give you a job.'
'Sure, but why are you doing this?'
'Well, I just like helping out when I can. Besides, for some reason, I have a feeling that you will be an asset to me and my company.'
When I first saw Luke , he was hot and I wanted to see him looking like that again. And besides, I wanted to try and get in his pants.
He gave me his information and I contacted a bud of mine on the police force. Don was also gay but still deeply in the closet because of his job. I gave him the information I had and two days later he gave me a call.
Luke had told me the truth. He was a model prisoner and kept to himself, spending time working out.
The following day I spotted Luke and stopped and told him to get into the car. He did and as we drove off I told him what I had done and what I had found out.
'I have a small apartment attached to my house. You can live there and I'll deduct your rent from your check. It will be minimal, I promise. There is just one stipulation.'
'What's that?'
'I have the right to go into the apartment at any time and do a thorough search and the same goes for your locker at work. If at any time I find any drugs, I call the law and turn you in.'
'Deal,' he said quickly. 'You won't find anything.'
'And, you'll be subjected to drug testing at any time.'
'No problem there,' he answered.
I called my office and said I'd be out for the day and took Luke to my home and his new home.
When we arrived, I showed him the apartment and said,'This is a connecting door to the main house. Whenever I'm home and not entertaining, it will be unlocked. Feel free to come in and visit.'
'Mark, I don't know how to thank you. I'll forever be in your debt.'
'Luke, all I ask is that you not let me down.'
'That I can promise.'
I let him settle in and shower. Afterward, he joined me in my living room and I showed him where the laundry room was. After he started his wash, we sat down with coffee and got to know each other better.
He was twenty-seven compared to my thirty-one. He had never been married, and had no family that would associate with him because of his past.
I almost told him that I was gay but decided not to at this early stage aof our friendship.
'Luke, you'll start out as a warehouse helper. It's hot hard work but it will give you a good workout lifting and stacking boxes. We work Monday through Friday and ocassionally on Saturdays if we get behind in our shipping. What yu do in your off time is your business, but know I'll be watching. You will be welcome to have guest but no drugs of any type will be allowed on my property.'
I fully understand. But as far as visitors go, I don't know anyone here in town so I'll probably just lay around here.'
'Feel free to use the pool anytime,' I told him.
'Hey, thanks.'
'Today, I thought we'd just Stay here and get to know each other. Do you need any clothes or toiletries?'
'Yea, but I can wait until after my first check.'
'Nonsense. Let's go.'
I took him shopping and bought him a couple pair of new jeans, a couple of shirts, shoes for work and toiletries. When I asked if he needed any underwear or socks, he turned red and said, 'I could use some socks but I don't wear underwear.'
I started laughing and he looked at me questioningly before I said, 'Neither do I. I don't even own any.'
'Cool, me either,' he replied smiling.
We returned to the house and he put his new clothes away and retrieved his clothes from the dryer. When he returned to the living room he was wearing just a pair of shorts, no shirt.
His once very muscular chest was covered with a medium coating of dark brown hair with a nice thick trail disappearing into the waistband of his shorts. Upon seeing him, my heart raced and my cock stired.
With more coffee, I led him out to the pool.
'Very nice,' he said.
'And private,' I replied. 'I own both the lots next to me which as you can see over the fence are very wooded. And behind me is property owned by an old man that has no interest in developing it or selling it.'
'Hey, that's great. I like my privacy also.'
Later we had lunch and afterward I asked if he wanted to take a swim.
'Hell, I forgot about buying a swim suit,' he said.
'Luke, I have one you can use.'
We went in and changed and took a swim. It felt awkward for me as I usually live and swim nude.
That evening I took Luke to my business after hours and showed him around. He took it all in and when I questioned him about things later, he had retained all I had told him. I was impressed.
He started work, riding with me every day, and did a great job. My warehouse foreman was impressed and asked where I found suck a great worker. I casually said he was referred to me. I didn't feel his history was anyone elses business.
After about a month and a half Luke and I were as close as two people could be and I decided to begin revealing myself very slowly.
One Saturday morning, as we drank coffee on the patio, I asked 'Luke, how do you feel about nudity?'
'I'm cool with it. In prison, you don't have much privacy. Why do you ask?'
'Well, I have a confession,' I began. 'I'm a nudist at heart and before I took you in I lived nude twenty-four seven here at home.'
'Mark, you should have said something sooner. I've done it myself and have no problem with it. Besides, this is your place and you shouldn't have altered your living because of me.'
'Then you have no problems if I start living nude again? I don't want to offend you and endanger our friendship.'
'Hell, Mark, go for it,' he replied. 'But do you have any objections if I join you?'
'Hell, no. This is your home also.'
He smiled and took the lead, standing and removing his shorts, tossing them on the table. I finally got a look at his beautiful long hot cock.
I smiled and quickly removed mine and watched as he checked me out thoroughly. I dove into the pool and he quickly followed.
'Man, this is awesome,' he said.
When we got out, we stayed nude of course and thus began our living nude together. When we came in from work we'd shower and begin dinner both nude.
Working in the warehouse was great for Luke. He soon had himself back in shape and had regained the weight he had lost. One evening I casually said, 'Luke, since you've been working , you have really developed nicely. I wish I was built like you.'
'Hey, Mark, you can be if you work out some, but I think you look great the way you are.'
'I'm not sure how to take that,' I said as we stood close to each other in the kitchen preparing dinner. He looked into my eyes and smiled and said, 'To me you have a perfect body.'
I just smiled and continued with dinner.
After eating and cleaning up we went to the living room with a glass of wine, both sitting on the sofa. I noticed that when Luke sat down he sat much closer than he had in the past.
As we begfan watching TV, I said, 'Luke, it's been six months now and I'm very proud of you. I'll be honest and say that I have made several searches of you apartment and locker, both alone and with a buds drug dog and have found nothing.'
'Mark, I made you a promise. I'm not about to go back on my word and fuck things up.'
'I realize that,' I said, turning to look at him.
As I did, he put his arm around my shoulder as far as he could from where he was sitting and said, 'I respect and care for you too much to let you down.'
'Thanks. I just knew deep down you were an okay guy.'
HE looked into my eyes and leaned closer. I responded by leaning closer to him. As we neared each other he said softly, 'I really care a lot about you.'
Before I could respond, he pressed his lips to mine then parted them. I responded in like fashion and we kissed for a moment.
Pulling back quickly, he said, 'I'm sorry. That should have never happened. Please forgive me.'
'Forgive you for what? Letting your feelings show?' I replied. 'Look, you didn't see me objecting did you? I see nothing wrong with two men showing affection to each other in any way they choose.'
'Really?'
'Hell, yea. If I hadn't wanted the kiss I would have stopped you. You can kiss me anytime you want, except at the office>'
He laughed and said, 'Nah, that really wouldn't look right.'
I reached up and placed my hand around his neck and pulled him to me kissing him again and offering my tongue. He immediately responded and offered his. Both our cock quickly stiffened.
When the kiss broke, he said, 'May I show you how much I care for you?'
'Pleasse do,' I said.
He leaned down and quickly swallowed my cock, sucking it into his throat as if he were a vaccuum cleaner. I threw my head back and moaned, then pushed him off.
'Is that the wrong way?'
'Hell no,' I replied, quickly getting down on the floor and bringing him down into a sixty-nine position. Seconds later we were eagerly sucking each others hard cock.
Soon we both climaxed and swallowed and as we sat up we kissed again. After the kiss, He said, I've wanted to suck you since the day we met, but I was afraid you'd turn me away.'
'And I've wanted you but was afraid of the same thing.'
We kissed more and that night he shared my bed. Wequickly found that we both loved sucking,l fucking, getting sucked and fucked, kissing and rimming.
He had said he realized he was gay his freshman year in college and was Mr. Macho in prison because he didn't want to be associated with the gay crowd there.
Every night and for several weekends afterward, we had almost non-stop sex with each other, catching up on what we'd missed from the start.
I brought L:uke into the office and put him in accounting. My chief accountant was totally against it as was the one working under him.
After a couple of weeks, as we drove home one Friday evening, Lukle said, 'We're going to the office tomorrow morning.'
'Why?'
'If I'm right, Carl and Jim are together and stealing from you.'
'You sure?'
'Fairly sure, but I want to go over the books closer.'
WE did and Luke quickly found where there were checks written to bogus companies and had no back up.
On Monday, Luke and I acted as if nothing was wrong. However I gave Luke a key to the office and every night that week he went to the office and made copies of all the bogus checks .
The following week we went to the district attorneys office and showed them what we had. They began an investigation and a week later came in and arrested Carl and Jim on theft charges.
It made the papers and their families were devistated. I made Luke my head accountant and let him hire his assistant when he was ready.
After taking several afternoons off, and going to the local college and interviewing seniors, he came to me with a list of potential employees.
'Mark, I'd like to hire a private detective to check these guys out. I want to make sure that none are into drugs.'
'Do it,' I said. 'In fact I have one I can suggest. I'll invite him over for dinner Saturday. You'll like him.'
Saturday arrived and I had told Luke that Rex would arrive about four. At half past three, Luke came in fully dressed. I began laughing.
'What the matter?'
'I guess I forgot to tell you. Rex is gay also. Go get out of that shit, because if I know Rex he'll start stripping as soon as he walks in.'
As predicted, Rex came in and seeing us nude quickly stripped and joined us, giving me a quick kiss. I introduced him to Luke and he asked, 'You're lover?'
'No. My roommate and accountant.'
As he shook Luke's hand he gave him a quick kiss also and said how nice it was to meet him.
After visiting a while, we gave Rex tghe list and told him we wanted to know every detail of their private lives and why, filling him in on Luke's past.
After dinner we went for a swim and had a wild three way back on the living room floor.
Three weeks later Rex came back over with his report. We read through it and made our choice. His name was Brad Jones. he was twenty-four, had a three point eight grade average, was single and had a male lover of three years, who was an attorney.
MY mind began working as I needed a good attorney for my business. We hired Brad and he began working on days he didn't have class. After graduation, he started full time and was a great asset.
A short time later, as Luke and I had coffe as usual on Saturday mornings, I told Luke that I wanted him to move out of the apartment.
'Wha... Why?'
'Well, I just think my lover should be living with me in my house.'
His mouth fell open and he ran to me hugging me and kissing me passionately. 'Mark you have made me the happiest man alive. I love you so much.'
'I love you too, baby, or I wouldn't have invited you to move into our bedroom.'
After a wild weekend of celebrating, we called Brad into the office on Monday and told him that we knew he was gay and had a lover and who the lover was.
'Sam will be ruined if it gets out that he's gay,' Brad said.
'Hey, it's our secret. We just wanted to let you know about us and that we know about you. In fact, we want you and Sam to come over for dinner Saturday. I'd like to talk to Sam.'
They arrived and we were all dressed casually. After dinner, I talked to Sam about taking my company on as a client. He was in agreement and told me to come by his office Monday to sign a contract.
'Anyone care for a late moonlight swim?'
'You got swim suits for us?' Brad asked.
'Here swim suits are not allowed. Only birthday suits.'
The laughed and we all began stripping and headed for the pool. That evening there was no sex, but when they were invited over after that, we greeted them nude and they immediately stripped and during the evening we had wild sex. The four of us became great friends.
Now, six years later Luke is my business partner and we are still great friends with Sam and Brad. I found the love of my life standing on a street corner. It's funny how life works out.
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