Chapter 1
Josh was busy in the kitchen making breakfast. He was dressed up in his tee and sweats, with ear plugs on; he was swaying his hips to the song playing in his ears.
His below shoulder length hair were tied up in a messy bun on his head and he was unaware of his surroundings until two fingers pulled the hair-tie in his hair and his curls fell down framing his face.
“Alexa, turn off the music.” He commanded and pulled off the earplugs before turning to the man standing in front of him.
He was all dressed up in his work attire and even if not, he loved to dress up properly.
“Morning Marsh, the breakfast is ready.” He smiled looking in to those blue eyes.
“Good morning to you too.” He got a reply before his lips were caught in the good morning kiss. It was all consuming as Josh wrapped his arms around his neck and tugged those hairs at the nape.
Marshall or Marsh pulled off only when he had his fill. He licked his lips looking at glistering lips of the man he loved the most. The only man he ever loved.
Marsh was the CEO of his family business, born with a golden spoon and indeed he was worth it. He deserved the position like no one else. While Marsh was a prime CEO of multinational companies, Josh was no less than him.
He loved cooking and his passion led him to open one food corner that extended to a chain of restaurants.
He was one of the youngest self made CEOs in the country featured in every magazine, with over twelve awards under his name. And he was honestly proud of himself, and so was Marsh.
“You smell of cinnamon and cream.” Marsh sniffed his neck, swapping his flat tongue, making Josh giggle.
“Yeah, I was making pancakes and toasts.” He squirmed under his ministrations.
“That’s making me hungry.” Marsh said in a low husky voice.
“Yeah, I was about to dish them out. Why don’t you take a seat and…. Mmmpphhhh.” His words were eaten by a very hungry Marsh.
He only took a moment before returning the favor. He was kissing him back with same feverish feeling. He was amazed that he could never have enough of Marsh, even after so many years that they had spent together. Their hunger for each other only grew more.
Josh turned them and pushed Marsh to the marble counter, pinning his hands over his head. He collared his neck with his hands, making Marsh gasp but he knew how much he loved it.
Marsh might be the Alpha, but Josh was no less than him. He knew how to make the man salivate.
He fumbled with his belt and opened the zipper of his slacks before sneaking his hand inside the boxers to tug the already hard cock flexing in his hand.
“Joshie...” Marsh breathed out. He knew he won’t last long if Josh kept tugging his cock. He pushed Josh a bit to make space and turned him to the counter.
Without giving him margin, he tugged down his sweats and spanked his bare ass. Josh cursed under his breath but laughed out loud jutting his ass out.
“You want more, eh? You want me to spank this beautiful ass?” Marsh spanked him once again and smiled to hear the divine laughter of Josh.
He bent forward to kiss his neck, his shoulders and snuck his two fingers inside his hole.
“Still wet huh?” He growled in his ears, biting his earlobe.
“Yes Daddy, now fuck me would you?” Josh said in a low hissing sound.
Oh yes boy, I am going to fuck this sass out of you.” Marsh took out his fingers and plunged his hard cock inside the fluttering hole.
Josh gasped and bent down a bit to give more margin to Marsh to fuck his harder.
“Fuck me harder Marsh.” Josh gritted his teeth. He was bent down fully, arms placed on the counter top and his back arching to keep him firm on the ground.
Marsh took a deep breath as he cursed and fastened his pace. He could go hours fucking Josh over every surface he could find. They were panting hard as Josh moved his hand to grasp Marsh at his thigh, pulling him impossibly closer but Marsh put his big palm in between his shoulders to pin him flat on the counter, restraining his movements.
Josh laughed; he loved Marsh taking the charge. Marsh fought back his own smile, he knew how much Josh loved to be pinned down and he could have dragged this moment but he was this close to spilling inside him.
He pulled Josh to his chest, wrapping his hand around his throat, applying just the exact amount of pressure required to put him in his place.
Josh heaved to take oxygen fighting off his impending orgasm and suddenly Marsh pulled off his hand. It was as intense as the blood rushed around his ear and his lungs burnt with the struggle to breathe and he cum hard on the floor, without touching himself.
Marsh gripped the base of his throbbing cock to prolong his orgasm and with a few thrusts; he emptied himself in the clenching hole.
Josh slumped forward on the counter with Marsh leaning on his back. They were panting, breathing hard. Their chests were moving rhythmically and they could hear their hearts beating loudly in the otherwise silent kitchen.
“Now I have to take a bath again.” Marsh growled in his ear before nipping it playfully and pulled out. His eyes darkened to see the cum spilling out and how he wished to keep it inside forever.
“Yeah I am glad I didn’t. I was kind of expecting it.” josh grinned and winked at Marsh before pulling up his sweats.
“Why you little Minx.” Marsh slapped his ass and groped the flesh as they both kissed softly.
The breakfast was full of daily planning and updating their schedules for the meet up at night and while Marsh took his time of cleaning the dishes, Josh went upstairs to take a bath.
He was wearing dark grey slacks with a white button down. His hair styled into a bun with few curls hanging free. He was busily buttoning up his sleeves and didn’t notice the way Marsh was looking at him.
“Here, let me.” He only looked up when Marsh came forward to adjust his sleeves and smoothed down the front of his shirt. He could smell the high notes of cinnamon, toned down with a bit of musk and lavender.
It was all soothing, comforting and all Josh.
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Marshall was busy with conference meetings, regarding their new proposals, when he saw his mobile pinged with new incoming message.
He indicated his manager to keep going while he opened the message and his lips stretched into a wide grin.
Josh had made a new dish and he had sent him a picture of his latest food experiment with a note bellow.
‘I want you to taste it.’
It was a simple message that made him smile because Josh was always like this. He would try new dishes and prefer Marsh to be the first to taste it.
He was about to type a reply when a knock at the conference room diverted his attention. The door opened to his secretary and a boy at her tow.
“Sir, Mr. Marco has sent this for you.” He heard the boy pulling a food bag and handed it over to his secretary as Marsh nodded at him and thanked him for bringing it over.
“Rigg, carry on with the ending points and send me the minutes of the meeting.” Marsh stood up, buttoning up his jacket and went to his office to taste the food Josh had made for him. The meeting could wait and it was over anyway.
He took the elevator to go to the floor above and went inside his office where his secretary had set up the food as per the instructions written on the paper. Typically Josh.
“The food smells so good.” His secretary stood straight as she took a purposeful sniff.
“Indeed it is. And it would surely taste good too.” Marsh winked and that was her signal for her to leave because as rude as it may seem, everyone in the office knew he wouldn’t share a single bite from the food being delivered from a certain restaurant and of course made by a certain chef.
Marsh took the food in front of him and his lips stretched fully. No matter if he was hungry or not, the aesthetically assembled food would always make his stomach grumble.
He took the first bite and instantly moaned. The rich taste of Asian curry with creamy notes of coconut and mushrooms. With a side of sautéed vegetables and those jasmine rice. Josh had also sent water with it because he knew Marsh didn’t like anything else with food.
He finished the food just in the time for his next conference that would last for the rest of the day and he couldn’t wait to go back home and appreciate the efforts properly.
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Marshall had just dropped Josh off to his restaurant the next morning when he received a call from his parents. He was living out of their home but still had a bit of commanding relationship with him and he knew his mother would have something serious to talk to him.
“Yes mother.” He said in a soft tone while navigating through the traffic.
“Are you going to the office?” His mother asked in her stern voice. He pursed his lips for a moment. Her voice would always turn him to a little child from his childhood, always trying to please her.
“Yes mother, I am.” He replied politely again.
“Okay. I want you to meet us in the restaurant at 12 in the noon.” His mother said but it was her implications that made him curious.
“Meeting with who mother?” He parked the car at the designated slot in the basement of his company.
“Well, I want you to meet Sandra, the daughter of one of our acquaintances.” She said in a confirmed tone.
Marsh felt a bucket of ice being poured on him. He had still not forgotten the taste of Josh on his tongue as he had made him cum inside his mouth not an hour ago. And now meet up with a girl?
Marsh was a Bi Sexual but no one knew in his family. For them it was absurd and a sin to begin with. He loved a good female company as an arm candy for meetings and charity shows but he was deeply in love with Josh for a long time.
Josh knew all of it and sometimes it would be the only cause of their conflicts because Marsh could not disclose his true identity and he wanted to keep Josh as a dirty secret. Though Josh never approved of it, but he was so in love with him that he could not imagine a life without him.
“But mother, I cannot meet today. I have a meeting with a foreign share holder, I cannot delay it. How about I tell you and schedule some other day?” He prayed in his heart that his mother would leave the topic and maybe it was his lucky day that she spared him after making sure that Marsh would confirm the next day for her.
He was still occupied in his mind as the meeting started but he felt congested. Just the thought of meeting a girl, chosen by his mother as his potential wife was a noose in his neck. He knew he won’t be able to prolong it and he won’t be able to hide it from Josh either.
He rubbed his forehead in distress. All the pleasure and joy of the morning that he had spent with Josh was burnt down, replaced by the anxiety and nervousness of the situation.
He often wanted to scream his love for Josh but he knew he would be kicked out of this empire if he ever uttered a single word. And he wasn’t in a mood to hand over the company he established from his blood and sweat and hand it over to someone who wasn’t as capable as he was.
He cancelled the meeting halfway through and went inside his office. He knew he had to work but he was so lost that he took his wallet and keys and went to see Josh. Only he could temper down his mood.
He knew it would be the peak time at Josh’s restaurant but that didn’t stop the smile on his lips at the prospect of just spending time with him. But all his good mood vanished as soon as he saw Josh laughing with few of his guests.
He knew it was how Josh was. He would personally meet the prestigious guests himself, to take feedback and new suggestions. But his mind was so fogged that he got jealous looking at Josh smiling at someone else.
Josh, on the other hand was unaware of him, he smiled and turned to see Marsh standing, fuming with anger. He was confused at first but went to greet him but Marsh almost dragged him to his office, ignoring all his protests and fumbling.
He tried to pacify Marsh but he wasn’t in a mood to listen to anything and left the restaurant without saying a word.
Josh was hurt and angry himself and so he decided to go back to his apartment inside of their shared home without informing Marsh.
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Tabby
Chapter 2 It was around midnight and Marsh was sitting in the lounge waiting for Josh to come home. His previous anger was replaced with worry as he knew Josh had left the restaurant long ago and his mobile was powered off. He tried once again and once again it was connected to the voice mail. He racked his fingers in his hair, worried about Josh when suddenly he cursed and picked up his keys to rush outside. How could he forget? Thanks to the otherwise vacant roads, he sped up and in no time he reached the other corner of the city and parked in the basement of an apartment complex. Josh had his own penthouse that he bought from his own money so when Marsh suggested to buy a place for both of them to move in together, he didn’t agree to sale it. It was his sanctuary and Marsh totally forgot the place that Josh could stay there too. He was no where dependant on Marsh to spend some time alone if he wanted to. He rode the elevator to the top floor
Chapter 3 “Marshall, honey we have something important to talk to you, if we can.” Marsh had just sipped his wine when his father started. “Sure Dad, what is it?” He put the glass back, briefly looking at his mother who was smiling softly while Josh could hear the alarms ringing in his head. He could smell the storm about to hit him. “You know Natasha?” His mother spoke this time. Marsh nodded his head. Natasha was the daughter of one of his parent’s business partners and he had met her a few times in some business gatherings. But what do he has to do with her? “Well, we have arranged a marriage between both of you. I want you to meet her on Tuesday at the restaurant and get to know her.” His mother casually dropped the bomb on their heads while sipping her drink. Josh was frozen at his place for a moment before he stood up. “Excuse me; I think my mobile is ringing.” He said with a smile and went upstairs in his bedroom. Marsh fo
Chapter 4: Josh was absent minded these days. He would do everything on an auto pilot mode but in reality his mind and body were not cooperating with each other. He couldn’t sleep properly in the sleep because he wasn’t used to sleep alone and it had been over a week since their last argument that he was sleeping alone, and the thing that hurt him most was Marsh not initiating too. May be he had enough of Josh and he was regretting everything. He was busy finishing up a dish when his manager stepped into the kitchen and told him someone had come to see him. He nodded and removed his apron before going out to see who is was. He looked up and was shocked to see Marsh standing in the middle of the busy hall, all smiling, waiting for him with the biggest bouquet of roses. “Ladies and Gentlemen. I hope you are enjoying the evening with the scrumptious food by this amazing person. But I would like to have a few moments please.” Josh was gaping at what
Chapter 5: Marsh was offended and angry at how Josh behaved with him at the bar. He didn’t wait for Josh to return home and spent his time in his office. Somehow he was waiting for Josh to call him and apologize for his behavior but he didn’t know what Josh was up to. He returned to the apartment two days later only to find it partially empty. And there was a note waiting for him on the table. “I am leaving your apartment.” It was just one line and maybe it was anger, frustration, or finally realizing the fact the Josh had left him for good.----- Josh was sitting in his office when he heard a knock. “Yes”. He called his manager to come inside. “Sir I…” Josh lifted his head and looked at his manager to see him hesitating over something. “What is it Peter? Everything okay?” he was concerned but Peter handed him an envelope and left the office. Josh was frowning over his strange behavior but looked at the envelope he had gi
Chapter 6 Josh locked the restaurant and went outside inhaling the deep scent of an autumn night. The air was crisp yet it wasn’t cold for him to wear a jacket or a sweater, in fact spending all day in the kitchen and closed off restaurant was making him warm and the night air was making him feel fresh. It was an inventory day hence he being late but it was all too familiar area so he wasn’t scared of walking a few feet to the parking area where he had parked his sedan. He had just unlocked his car when he was frozen on his feet as he felt the cold muzzle of a gun at his nape. He felt a shiver passing through his body and it had nothing to do with the cold air. No, he felt the fear creeping in his body. It had never happened with him and no matter how brave he was, a gun is a gun. “Don’t move. Give me everything you have.” He heard a cold voice. The mugger put his hands over the top of his car and started patting his pockets, grabbing his wallet.
Chapter 7 Bolt was helplessly in love with Josh. He stopped himself from falling for him but failed miserably, not when they would cross paths more often. Josh could see Bolt flirting with him. He could read his double meanings whenever he was around. He would never shy to pass comments on him and laugh at Josh blushing at his words. It was all good, but Josh could not open up to him. He was still scared and closed off. He knew he was being unfair to Bolt but in his defense, he had spent years in love with a man and he ended up hurting him so bad that he was scared to fall in love again. Bolt knew it all. He could see Josh smiling at his antics, but he could see his eyes faraway. He would feel Josh holding himself back, blocking all his advancements. He wanted to take Josh out, to tell him how he felt, but he knew it wasn’t the time. He wanted Josh to trust him and tell him all his reservations but he knew he had to give him space. Bolt
Chapter 8 It had been 6 hours of nerve wracking waiting in the waiting room. Those who were injured were advised to go home and rest while few stood on guard, including Martin and Richard as they refused to leave Bolt and Josh. Josh was scared as shit. He had never encountered a situation to see someone being shot and that too critical. As per the description of the hits, Josh was praying in his heart for nothing fatal. He knew the under ribs area was itself a red zone and not to mention the bullet that hit God knows where at the back. The most precise location was between shoulder blades. That could end worse if it hit any vertebrae. He cursed himself in his heart for the umpteenth time but he was helpless. His knee was bouncing restlessly only to be stopped gently by Pete who had just arrived after closing the restaurant. Richard was thankful to him that he brought food for everyone because no matter what, they needed their energy to stay strong for Bolt. Josh stubbornly
Chapter 9 Bolt woke up with a start. He tried to sit up on instinct but someone put a hand on his chest to stop him from moving abruptly. “Relax. Take it easy. You might open your wounds again”. He opened his eyes to see the doctor looking at him with kind eyes. “How are you feeling now?” The doctor asked pulling a torch pen from his pocket. “So much pain”. Bolt croaked. He squinted hi eyes, letting the doctor check. “Well, it's natural, considering the nature of your injuries. You have managed to survive two hit that could have ended your life, or at least paralyzed you for your whole life”. The doctor finished the examination and picked up the chart. “For now we have reduced your pain killers to monitor your condition. We can give you one after every eight hours and continue reducing it until you don't need them. But until then, it's going to hurt really bad”. The doctor explained, making him nod. “Can I see my friends and family?” Bolt asked. His throat felt raw. “Su
Chapter 11 “I met Marshall or Marsh as I used to call him, when I went to attend a charity ball for an orphanage. And there was that spark that we feel at the first touch. He was passionate about his company, currently the CEO, and he was really ambitious. But besides that, he was a kind hearted person. I had seen him speaking at the charity ball and it wasn't just his words, he practically did it. He made sure to start the contract of the construction of a new wing with all the facilities they needed. I looked at him, and kept on thinking about him even when I went home. I was a BI and I came out in very early age, and that was the reason why my parents cut all their ties with me. They could not live with the idea that their only child, a son, an heir to their inheritance was interested in boys and not women. I had been forced to attend camps and churches because according to my parents, its a contagious disease that I had caught somehow. There was a time when my father’s acq
Chapter 10 “So he is Josh”. Josh was squirming under the intense gaze of Bolt’s parent. They had arrived not an hour ago and after they had a detailed discussion with the doctor and Bolt, they turned their attention to the beautiful man sitting beside their stupid son, their words. “Yes Mom Dad, he is Josh”. Bolt sighed for the umpteenth time. Josh looked at Bolt looking so frustrated and started giggling. Bolt looked at his and his lips stretched into a smile too. He held Josh’s hand who tried to glare at him but ended up blushing. Bolt’s parents had accepted him the very moment they saw him, and now they fell for him too, looking at the way he was looking at Bolt. They were impressed at his achievements and promised to visit his restaurant once Bolt was discharged from the hospital. “Why do I feel you have started to love him more than me”. Bolt pouted at his parents, showering their love and attention at Josh. “Yes. In fact we are adopting him as our son. You can go
Chapter 9 Bolt woke up with a start. He tried to sit up on instinct but someone put a hand on his chest to stop him from moving abruptly. “Relax. Take it easy. You might open your wounds again”. He opened his eyes to see the doctor looking at him with kind eyes. “How are you feeling now?” The doctor asked pulling a torch pen from his pocket. “So much pain”. Bolt croaked. He squinted hi eyes, letting the doctor check. “Well, it's natural, considering the nature of your injuries. You have managed to survive two hit that could have ended your life, or at least paralyzed you for your whole life”. The doctor finished the examination and picked up the chart. “For now we have reduced your pain killers to monitor your condition. We can give you one after every eight hours and continue reducing it until you don't need them. But until then, it's going to hurt really bad”. The doctor explained, making him nod. “Can I see my friends and family?” Bolt asked. His throat felt raw. “Su
Chapter 8 It had been 6 hours of nerve wracking waiting in the waiting room. Those who were injured were advised to go home and rest while few stood on guard, including Martin and Richard as they refused to leave Bolt and Josh. Josh was scared as shit. He had never encountered a situation to see someone being shot and that too critical. As per the description of the hits, Josh was praying in his heart for nothing fatal. He knew the under ribs area was itself a red zone and not to mention the bullet that hit God knows where at the back. The most precise location was between shoulder blades. That could end worse if it hit any vertebrae. He cursed himself in his heart for the umpteenth time but he was helpless. His knee was bouncing restlessly only to be stopped gently by Pete who had just arrived after closing the restaurant. Richard was thankful to him that he brought food for everyone because no matter what, they needed their energy to stay strong for Bolt. Josh stubbornly
Chapter 7 Bolt was helplessly in love with Josh. He stopped himself from falling for him but failed miserably, not when they would cross paths more often. Josh could see Bolt flirting with him. He could read his double meanings whenever he was around. He would never shy to pass comments on him and laugh at Josh blushing at his words. It was all good, but Josh could not open up to him. He was still scared and closed off. He knew he was being unfair to Bolt but in his defense, he had spent years in love with a man and he ended up hurting him so bad that he was scared to fall in love again. Bolt knew it all. He could see Josh smiling at his antics, but he could see his eyes faraway. He would feel Josh holding himself back, blocking all his advancements. He wanted to take Josh out, to tell him how he felt, but he knew it wasn’t the time. He wanted Josh to trust him and tell him all his reservations but he knew he had to give him space. Bolt
Chapter 6 Josh locked the restaurant and went outside inhaling the deep scent of an autumn night. The air was crisp yet it wasn’t cold for him to wear a jacket or a sweater, in fact spending all day in the kitchen and closed off restaurant was making him warm and the night air was making him feel fresh. It was an inventory day hence he being late but it was all too familiar area so he wasn’t scared of walking a few feet to the parking area where he had parked his sedan. He had just unlocked his car when he was frozen on his feet as he felt the cold muzzle of a gun at his nape. He felt a shiver passing through his body and it had nothing to do with the cold air. No, he felt the fear creeping in his body. It had never happened with him and no matter how brave he was, a gun is a gun. “Don’t move. Give me everything you have.” He heard a cold voice. The mugger put his hands over the top of his car and started patting his pockets, grabbing his wallet.
Chapter 5: Marsh was offended and angry at how Josh behaved with him at the bar. He didn’t wait for Josh to return home and spent his time in his office. Somehow he was waiting for Josh to call him and apologize for his behavior but he didn’t know what Josh was up to. He returned to the apartment two days later only to find it partially empty. And there was a note waiting for him on the table. “I am leaving your apartment.” It was just one line and maybe it was anger, frustration, or finally realizing the fact the Josh had left him for good.----- Josh was sitting in his office when he heard a knock. “Yes”. He called his manager to come inside. “Sir I…” Josh lifted his head and looked at his manager to see him hesitating over something. “What is it Peter? Everything okay?” he was concerned but Peter handed him an envelope and left the office. Josh was frowning over his strange behavior but looked at the envelope he had gi
Chapter 4: Josh was absent minded these days. He would do everything on an auto pilot mode but in reality his mind and body were not cooperating with each other. He couldn’t sleep properly in the sleep because he wasn’t used to sleep alone and it had been over a week since their last argument that he was sleeping alone, and the thing that hurt him most was Marsh not initiating too. May be he had enough of Josh and he was regretting everything. He was busy finishing up a dish when his manager stepped into the kitchen and told him someone had come to see him. He nodded and removed his apron before going out to see who is was. He looked up and was shocked to see Marsh standing in the middle of the busy hall, all smiling, waiting for him with the biggest bouquet of roses. “Ladies and Gentlemen. I hope you are enjoying the evening with the scrumptious food by this amazing person. But I would like to have a few moments please.” Josh was gaping at what
Chapter 3 “Marshall, honey we have something important to talk to you, if we can.” Marsh had just sipped his wine when his father started. “Sure Dad, what is it?” He put the glass back, briefly looking at his mother who was smiling softly while Josh could hear the alarms ringing in his head. He could smell the storm about to hit him. “You know Natasha?” His mother spoke this time. Marsh nodded his head. Natasha was the daughter of one of his parent’s business partners and he had met her a few times in some business gatherings. But what do he has to do with her? “Well, we have arranged a marriage between both of you. I want you to meet her on Tuesday at the restaurant and get to know her.” His mother casually dropped the bomb on their heads while sipping her drink. Josh was frozen at his place for a moment before he stood up. “Excuse me; I think my mobile is ringing.” He said with a smile and went upstairs in his bedroom. Marsh fo