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of the guys at work. When he heard the apartment door open, he walked out to the living room and found Toby standing there with a white paper bag in each hand.

Toby lifted the bags and smiled. “I got a few doughnuts, too.” He shrugged and looked down at the floor. “In case you were hungry or something.”

“Thanks,” said Richie. “That was nice. I’m always hungry.” He rubbed his stomach and laughed. “I’m a growing boy.” Then he walked over to Toby, took the bags, and carried them to the small table near the kitchen. “How is it out there now?” Toby had gone out in the cold to get him breakfast. The least he could do was set it up and serve it.

“It’s not that bad,” Toby said. “The streets are pretty clear and so are the sidewalks. It’s warmer, too. People are still shoveling, but it’s passable.”

Richie removed the coffee from one bag and reached for the other. He knew where everything was in the apartment by then. He was about to start arranging the table when Toby picked up his coffee and said, “Well, I’ll see you at the office.” Then he turned and headed toward the door.

“You’re leaving already?” Richie asked. “It’s still early.” He’d never met such a cold, disinterested person. The least Toby could do is sit with him and keep him company. Did he have to insult him by leaving this early?

“I’ll have my coffee on the way,” Toby said. “I’ve been working on something at the office and I’d like to get an early start.” He seemed to have trouble looking Richie in the eye, as if he knew a secret Richie didn’t know.

“I see.”

“Don’t worry about me,” Toby said. He opened the front door and smiled. “Stay as long as you like.” Then he left without sending him as much as a backward glance.

* * * * After the night they spent together, they went back to their regular routines. Brad and Richie would hook up in Toby’s apartment one or two evenings a week and the only time Richie saw Toby was when he’d run into him at the office. They never spoke; just a nod or a smile. They never told Brad about the night they’d spent together. Richie didn’t want Brad to get jealous and jump to conclusions. Brad usually clenched his teeth and made a face when he heard Richie just talking about other guys.

Richie continued to leave small flower arrangements in Toby’s apartment and he went to extra lengths to make sure Toby’s apartment was perfect when he left. He even started doing little things in Toby’s office, too. When he cleaned it at night after everyone left, he used a special cleaner he only used for the big bosses. It had a fragrance that reminded him of fresh salt air and it lingered for at least a day. He also left a fresh bouquet of flowers on Toby’s desk all the time. Though Richie knew Toby never mentioned any of this special treatment aloud to anyone, he always winked and thanked Richie for the flowers the next day when he passed him in the hall.

* * * * The week before Christmas Richie started to whistle for no apparent reason. He smiled all the time and walked with a lighter step. This was the happiest he’d ever been in his life, especially at Christmastime. He had a man like Brad Lindsay, who was willing to leave his wife and make Richie his permanent lover. Richie was so happy he even decided to try out an experiment with Brad. Since they’d started seeing each other Richie had always been the submissive one in bed. He’d always been the one on the bottom. But Richie knew men like Brad Lindsay better than they knew themselves, sometimes. So one night, while Brad and Richie were getting ready to climb into Toby’s bed for one of their regular love-making sessions after work, Richie yanked his dick out of his underwear and said, “Why don’t you bottom tonight.” He shook it up and down and smiled.

Brad was naked by then. He’d already climbed into bed and he was under the covers. He laughed and said, “I don’t think so. I’ve never done that before and I’ve never wanted to do it either. I’m strictly on top. I don’t get fucked.”

Richie smiled. That’s exactly what both of the married guys he’d been with before had said the first time he’d suggested