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have held you responsible for my death under those circumstances!”

    “No, not because of that. I would have been heartbroken to have lost a young man such as you on his second day on the job. It would have just been too damn much.”

    “It’s my cute ass, isn’t it?” Bob said, chuckling.

    “Ha! All of you is cute, but now that I’ve seen your ass up close and nude, I have to say, you’ve got one hell of a set of genes in you. Make sure you thank you parents every chance you get.”

    “So, did I really upset you by giving you the massage?”

    “You aroused me terribly, and I enjoyed it both for the relief it brought to tight muscles and also just to have physical contact with a male after so long. When your dick nudged me in the ass, I thought I would blow a load.”

    “Ah, yeah, sorry about that, but I got a little excited as I got nearer to your butt wondering if you would stop me. If you like, I’ll give you the rest of the massage after dinner. You know, your front?”

    “Bob, what are you saying?”

    “I’m saying that I want you to fuck my brains out and leave me wanting more. This has been a terrible day for me. I’ve killed my first, and hopefully last, human being and spent two hours on the hard floor of a bank not knowing if I’d be dead or alive at day’s end. You, sir, are a very handsome man who should have human contact as much as you desire it. I’ve always liked older men versus men my own age, and in fact, you are perfect for me.”

    John sighed, looked deep into Bob’s eyes across the table, and then looked down at the remains of dinner on his plate. “It isn’t that simple. I’m your supervisor. You report to me at the FBI. In fact, there’s a regulation against my fraternization with you because of our work status. You understand that?”

    “Yes, and ordinarily I would say that it was an outstanding regulation… an outstanding regulation for straights. Until the world grows up and accepts that human sexuality is not black and white but has shades in between, there have to be exceptions to that rule. You said it yourself, why can’t you just go to a bar and pick up a guy, or meet a potential boyfriend there. You and I would have to cover for a relationship.”

    “A relationship? We haven’t even had sex, and you have us in a relationship already!”

    “Boss, can I call you John when we’re in private like this?”

    “Yeah, considering everything we’re talking about….”

    “John, do I not please you physically? Don’t you like what you see?” Bob asked while pointing to himself.

    “You know damn well that you are a beauty of a man and that I was stunned by how good-looking you were when you walked into my office. So yes, I like everything about you, and now I’ve seen everything about you physically. You’re fucking perfect, which in and of itself is unfair to the rest of the male world!”

    “Okay, so I turn you on; you turn me on. Look, I promise you on my honor that I will never take advantage in any way of our personal relationship on the job. I will expect to be treated exactly the way you treat the others. No favors, nothing.”

    “Are you sure? Because if I agree to a physical relationship with you, I really can’t treat you any different than the rest of the office. If you fuck up, you’ll get dealt with the same way any other agent would be. You can’t call me John in the office until you’ve been there a while. You have to act like the usual rookie in the way you deal with the SAC. Understood?”

    “Yes, sir. May I clean up the table while you let Max out?”

    “Sure, just put the dishes in the dishwasher and make yourself a drink.”

    As John let Max out, he chastised himself for letting a relationship with an employee go in the direction it was headed. Was this a smart thing to do? On the other hand, John needed to fill the emptiness in his life, and Bob’s companionship would go a long way in healing the pain in his heart. No one could ever replace his lost lover, but John was sure that Jimmy wouldn’t expect him to remain a widower the rest of his life.

    God, what would it be like to have a regular sex life again? Having sex was a great way for dealing with stress. It was good for the heart, blood pressure, and, a man’s Achilles heel as he got older, the prostate gland. John was a top and never enjoyed the act of bottoming in butt sex, and he had made a mental note when Bob had said, “I want you to fuck my