9 comments/ 5450 views/ 7 favorites The Birth of Druids Ch. 01 By: druidwriter Hi everyone, this is my first real take at writing bear with me on this. There will be typos. I don't have an editor or anything fancy like that. It's been in the works for years now. Tell me what you think and if you wanna hear more. This story won't just be about sex so prepare yourself. It's a novella of sorts but I don't think many people even reads that category. Haha so I'll shut up and let you read. * Preface I stared down at the tragedy happening below me, frozen still atop the club my friends had drug me to, in horror. "How could this be happening to me? We hadn't even gotten to know each other yet. He could not die tonight!" I simply wouldn't allow it to happen. If I were to allow this monstrosity to take place it would be like killing myself. When life gives you one second of an amazingly wonderful experience; it is like dying when that miniscule second comes to pass... Not tonight! He would live past this night. We would know each other! We would love each other! I looked down into the alley from my bleak perch atop this building to the group of men slowly stalking my reason for existence. "No" I growled. My body began to pulse then quickened into a vibration that thunderously thrummed though out my body. My body seemed to be chilling as the vibrations rocked my frame. Suddenly I was num. I saw nothing but the alley; I felt nothing but icy determination. ~Protect him Jason~ I did not flinch as the voice sounded in my head. My body simply leaped over the edge to save the man I'd fallen in love with. CHAPTER 1 INTRODUCTIONS "Crap! I'm going to miss him!" I'd been trying to meet the new FedEx guy for two weeks. It seemed like everything possible kept pulling me away from introducing myself. It'd be a simple "Hey" or "Hi" and then I was off to do whatever the hell Lisa had worked up for me to do that day. Today I was off to get copies of all the deeds on the Davidsons' estates, something that would have taken forever without any copier malfunctions. Just as my luck would have it, however, the damned thing broke on me and I had to switch to another machine that did copies so slow that it almost felt like it was doing it on purpose. I was going to blow kinkos up if I missed the FedEx guy again. "Finally! Damned copy machine. Damn Kinkos." I kept this grumbling up as I gathered up all my copies and stormed out of the building. ~BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ~ Really? I know I'm late. There is no reason for her to be calling me. We both know where I am and what I'm doing. She's just trying to be a bitch at this point. Sigh "Hello?" "Jason where are you?!" "Leaving Kinkos with your copies" "Well get here now, The Davidson's appointment got bumped." "Why!? Weren't they scheduled for 2:30?" "Not that it really should make too much of a difference for you, but I'm leaving early today and I won't move their appointment back a day. That means I need you and the copies here in about 20 minutes!" ~Click~ "Yeah, I need a new job." There needs to be no traffic today. Like at all. I might just slap a three year old over this. Sigh. Calm down, traffic doesn't seem to be too bad. I'll get to work with plenty of time to finally catch the FedEx guy's name! God, he was cute. Where did they make men like him? ~Squeeeeerk~ "What the Hell! What is this? You are kidding me right now. Where did all this traffic come from? At this rate I won't even make it back to the office before closing time." Gatesville isn't that big. It takes 15 minutes on a regular day to get from one end to the other. There must be some kind of wreck or something. "Why is it even this busy this time of day? People should be at work or something. Not blocking up roads! Damn it!" "Finally! Really? This was why all of Gatesville was jacked up?" I'd come up to the source of all the chaos just to find that the light at the four way stop that the interstate turns into was out and as a temporary solution to the problem they had a cop out directing traffic. "This city really is trying to get me fired. First the copier, then the traffic, and now this dumbass police officer? Yeah, somebody's mad at me." With that tragic realization I zoomed on past the police officer towards the business district of Gatesville. "Yes! There's the office and the FedEx truck's still there!" Firman Realties was smack dab in the middle of the business district of Gatesville. It's right next to William's Inc., the biggest banking/marketing corporation in Colorado. We handle a lot of the bigger named clients with estates in west Colorado thanks to Williams. Lisa thought it was the perfect location regardless of how hectic it would be trying to get to. Her mind seemed to always ignore inconveniences; maybe because nothing was ever an inconvenience for her. Back in the present I was jumping out of my skin as I pulled into the parking lot. But this perfect image of hope was suddenly shattered as the guy of my dreams came strutting out of the building, wow he had the smoothest walk. But instead of going to back of the struck to maybe get boxes or anything he opened the driver's door and climbed in. I had to concentrate like a brain surgeon just to park as his perfect ass climbed into the truck and pulled away. It was like that all the time. Every moment I saw him was bitter sweet. Seeing him was like seeing the most beautiful sunrise. He emerged into my vision as the purest of lights but just as the excitement was peaking the feeling would suddenly change. He was not there for me. He would leave and I would be back to my life that was growing more and more mundane as I saw him come and go. I needed to talk to him. I sat in my car for a minute after he left wallowing in my bitterness but then I remembered that I was doing something beforehand. Something that was vitally important. "Lisa! Shit" I was suddenly out of my car and at the door to the building in such blinding speed I surprised myself. Must be the adrenaline. Caleb Sigh. "He wasn't there. I was hoping to see him again." I had hoped on seeing that sexy intern while I was here. He was sex on a stick. He was so tall and muscular. Not that overly muscular like a body builder but that kind that made you wanna rip open that button down and feel his abs flex as he rubbed up against you. Wow I need to calm down. This elevator could stop at any minute with any number of waiting passengers that would probably wait for the next elevator after seeing a heated delivery boy who was obviously excited about something. This was so sad I hadn't even seen him but just the memory had me horny like I was in high school again. I had to see him again. ~Ding~ The doors opened as that last thought popped into my head and a very loud lonely voice in my head wanted nothing more than to see him standing right there waiting on the elevator. But he wasn't there and my depressive mood returned after not seeing him sitting as his desk. I walked past the receptionist who had said something to me that I couldn't quite catch. There was that hot truck of mine. I really needed to see about getting some kind of fan in there. And there he was pulling in. I almost tripped on the sidewalk as I noticed him pulling in. Oh no, I couldn't talk to him now I was so nervous and still very horny. I needed to get away and come back another day. I just about ran as he pulled into his parking spot. He looked almost pissed but then his features went still as he noticed me. He probably recognized me. I marched on though. I wouldn't make a fool of myself today. I walked up to that truck, opened the door, climbed in and got the hell out of there. But god was he gorgeous and probably the straightest man in the office. Why'd I have to fall for the obvious guy? Why couldn't I fall for people like me? Average folks that had working class jobs. Sigh. He stayed in his car as I grudgingly pulled off. I'd talk to him another day. When I wasn't so obviously hot and bothered by him. I'd have to calm down the next time I saw him. Keep it cool. Stay in control. I'm an attractive man. If he's gay I'll be fine. If he's straight well I'll leave it to him to hit on me before I try to hop his bones. Jason I had been at Firman realties for about two months, now, and in my short time here I had come to, despite my bitch for a boss, love working here. It was exciting being a part of such an affluent company. Although Lisa was renowned for being a world class hard ass, she had become very famously wealthy and this office was a testament to that. It was one of the many perks to working here. The building had a very nature meets technology sort of feel to it. Everything was either a different shade of green or metallic silver. The light green carpets matched the comfiest lounge chairs in the receptionist area. Along all the base of the walls in the entire building ran little streams that had little fish in them. All the streams on each floor had a fountain they met at which was the focal point for each floor. The fountain for the receptionist floor was right in front of the big metallic front desk. The walls were a deep forest green with huge plasma screens with speakers on the side that ran a constant live feed from cameras Lisa had in different forest she'd been to. This place was literally the epitome of the perfect balance of nature and technology and I loved it. I especially loved coming in during the morning time where the cameras were and catching the birds wake up the forests. Today however this soothing atmosphere did nothing for my agitated state. I stalked into the lobby and strode right past the receptionist who i usually would have given a smile and a "hey" to. I mashed the up button to call the elevator and fumed at how the day had been so far. I needed to calm down though. I would just make the day worse by staying noticeably angry. So as the elevator arrived and I stepped in I thanked God for no one being in there and basically collapsed to the floor. Lying down usually helped me to at least control my anger. As the elevator rose to my destination I used every trick in the book to calm down: breath control, temple message, everything. Eventually I calmed down around the 6th floor so I stood back up as the door ding and opened to the 10th floor. When Lisa first started the firm she divided Colorado up into 9 districts to have a better grip on her business all over the state. When she was putting in requests for the floor layout of this building she requested to 10 stories, 9 for the different districts and then the 10th floor would basically be where she managed it all. The setup was nice albeit a little on the over organized side but it worked. Back in the present I was stepping out of the elevator with a good grip on the impulse to haul of and punch someone. I glanced over at my best friend at the Firm sitting at her desk. She noticed my controlled calm and her eyes screamed talk to me later. I nodded slightly as I passed her desk headed towards Lisa's office. Despite my calm though I didn't quite manage to retain manors and I walked straight in without knocking. Lisa was on the phone but still managed to glare at me as I walked in. "Why yes, Ms. Davidson. Why don'tcha just come on down now. The copies just arrived and your husband can always come in later to finish the signature pages. "She paused for a minute as Ms. Davidson replied. I was always amazed at how Lisa could make her voice turn from the bringer of all sorts of hell to the sweetest bit of southern hospitality in Colorado. Lisa was from one those little southern towns Arkansas; she knew how to play up the southern bell card. "Oh yes, Ma'am I had them copied this morning...everything's ready to go."..."Excellent, well I will see you at noon." "Um hum, ok, Bye Bye" "Wow that woman can talked" her voice assumed that darker twang to it as she placed the phone back on the receiver. "Anyway, Jason I don't appreciate being barged in on especially not by my own interns. The only thing that saved you was those copies in your hand." I couldn't help sighing but I did amend it with a polite "Will there be anything else?" "Not now, But whenever Ms. Davidson gets here be sure to get her anything she needs while she's in the conference room." "Yes, Ma'am" and with that I was out of there and headed towards my best friend's desk. She sat parallel to me with our desks facing each other with the 10th floor fountain in between us. Unfortunately she was on the phone I when I arrived so I politely perched on her desk and watched the little fish swim in the fountain and then head towards the little streams along the wall. Staring at the little fish traveling about had me thinking about my day and the dumb traffic jam and just like that I was tense again. Seething over how dumb the day's events had been, I eventually worked my way through today's memories until me partial encounter with the delivery boy. Slowly my tense set shoulders relaxed as I remembered him stepping out of the building. Wow, did he steal my breath away. I loved to watch him from my desk as he went about the office collecting packages and dropping them off. I loved the way he walked. His little strut was so cut, so full of energy that I could tell he was trying to keep a handle on while he was in the office. I planned on catching him one day while he was dropping off the bigger packages at the storage, one day. Maybe I could just simply need something out of storage that day and maybe help him unload the rest of the boxes. It seemed like pheromones just rolled of him. Every time I saw him all I could think about was getting him home in my bed. But there was more. His eyes spoke to me. They were so inviting but he, despite what his eyes were saying, seemed completely oblivious to me. Maybe I was over analyzing it. It's not like I ever spoke to him anyway. Boy did I wanna speak him now though. I wanted to do more to him as a matter of fact. Wow it was getting hot in here. It seemed like my clothes were too tight on me all of a sudden. Having him around the office was doing dangerous things to me. I tried to stay alert while my best friend Jessica prattled on about something to someone on the phone but I just couldn't shake the feelings toiling inside my head leaving me dizzy. In my head a picture was painting itself clear in my head. Me holding him close to me as I ran my hands down his toned back to settle on his thin waste I pulled him closer to me. We were kissing, his full Latin lips mashed up against my thin pink lips. I could feel my pulse quicken as I reached lower to his firm full ass. The kissed broke and my steel grey eyes fluttered open to stare into his mesmerizingly hassle eyes. Perfection. "Jason...Jason. Jason! Jason if you don't calm down someone's going to get confused on what we sell here." "Huh" "I know that's not for me so you must have ran into everyone's wet dream of a delivery boy." Haha At a loss to what Jessica was even talking about I got up to stretch my legs and shack away the dizzy feeling thinking about the delivery boy always gave me to find that my pants actually were tight. Uncomfortable tight. Especially in a certain area... "Oh shit! Jess, I'm so sorry. I didn't even notice." I grabbed the nearest thing and covered my lap as I sat back down. I was gonna have to get a grip. Haha. "Jason, don't worry about it. We're at the point where stiffeys don't really bother me at all. I mean, I'm a little sad it's not for me though. You are a cutie Jason Stafford and mama needs some action but no, no I'm not bothered. Was it another Delivery boy Daydream?" Haha. "Wow, how'd you guess?" She knew me so well. We'd been friends since our sophomore year in college and were really close. Then again I think you'd have to be blind to not notice me ogling the guy every time he came in here. "Oh, he was just in here heating up the place, so I assumed you ran into him on your way in. "If you mean pulling in to see him getting in his truck to leave as running into then yes. We talked and everything." I had taken up sarcasm as of late whenever we talked about my dream guy. It was my coping mechanism for just about every problem I had. "Ah buddy, I'm sorry" She saw right passed the defensiveness, and I loved her for it. She was an amazing friend. "Well he'll be here tomorrow; I'll help you corner him if you sit in on the Davidson consult with Lisa today for me." Haha. "What? You don't wanna spend quality time with everyone's favorite boss? Besides I'm steering clear of Lisa for a while. The errands she had for me today just rubbed me the wrong way. I'd hate to chop her head off and I'm in a mood to see some heads roll." "My head better not be one of those heads." "No, of course not. I need you. Who else would I go to the movies with? It's not like I have a guy to do that with." sigh "Anyway let me get your desk and get to work... Am I walking ready?" "Yeah your good but next time let's not get so excited on my desk, ok? I kinda work here sometimes." Haha "Right, I'll try to keep that in mind. See ya later sexy" haha "Bu, bye stud muffin." She batted her eyes at me as I was leaving. Haha Wow that girl was crazy. Back to work. I couldn't wait for the Davidson case to be over. Then Lisa could leave and the whole office could relax. It wasn't just me as I looked around the office. We all seemed tense. Apparently I wasn't the only one that Lisa was picking on today. I was certain that with Lisa gone we would breathe easier and actually get something done. Speaking of which, there just happened to be a file waiting for me on my desk. There were three interns here at Firman realties although I don't really think you could call what we did interning. There was me and Jessica. We both were on the more legal side of real estate. When Jessica and I got here Lisa split Colorado up into two halves. I would handle north Colorado while Jessica handled the south. I was also given the honor of being Lisa's lap dog until she found an actual assistant, which I frankly didn't see happening. How I got roped into being Lisa's gofer was beyond me but if I wanted to keep this job I had to suck it up and deal. The other Intern worked on the 7th floor. He was more in sales, so Lisa put him there to help district 7 get their numbers up. Back to the file that had found its way on my desk, I sighed inwardly as I opened it. 30 minutes and a throbbing headache from a case involving a fallen tree later my phone buzzes letting me know that it was noon and to expect Ms. Davidson at any moment. I closed the file relieved to finally be thinking about something else as the elevator dings and Ms. Davidson steps out. I quickly rush over to greet her. She really was a nice lady. "Hey Ms. Davidson" The Davidson's were frequently in the office as we handled all their properties across Colorado. We'd all come to know Ms. Davidson and her husband jerry but for some reason we all called her Ms. Davidson and him Jerry as if he wasn't deserving of his own sir name. "Well hello dear, it's nice to see you again. So, where will we be today?" She'd come in so many times we often just had her consultations in Lisa's office but we still sometimes did them in the Conference room on occasion. "You're gonna be in the conference room today. I was told you to get you anything you needed while the files were being pulled. So can I get you anything? "Some water would be nice" "Right away, I'll meet you in the conference room." She headed off and I briefly noticed that what just happened would never have happened with most of our other clients. For one thing I probably wouldn't have greeted them at all and once they had walked up to my desk announcing their reason for being there I would have walked them straight to the conference room. It was funny how Ms. Davidson just grew on the place. She came so often she knew it just as well as we did so there was no need for any of us to escort her there. The Birth of Druids Ch. 01 As I poured Ms. Davidson some water I noticed Jessica walking my way with a confused expression on her face. "Hey Buddy, What's up?" "I'm just headed back to my desk for some pen and paper before heading to the conference room with Lisa." "Ahhh, well you have fun with that" "That's just it though; I don't know what got into her but Lisa's actually in a good mood." "It's because she's leaving the office early today, I'm assuming something went right somewhere so she's leaving to make it wrong." Haha "Shut yo mouth! She's leaving? Well I'm suddenly in a better mood too." Haha "Alright miss good mood, come back by my desk after the meeting we need to come up with a name for my sexy Delivery boy." Haha "Oh, so he's yours now?" "You know what I meant, anyway see you after I while." I had finished getting the water and headed back towards the conference room with a smirk on my face remembering the last time I had remembered my Latin wet dream. I stopped at the doors collecting myself then walked on in, still not quite getting rid of the smirk. "Here ya go Ms. Davidson" "Thanks dear" "Will there be anything else I can get you?" "Oh you're not sitting in on this one?" She seemed a little bothered by this. Kinda odd but whatever. Old people were like that sometimes. "No ma'am, Jessica will be sitting in today. I have some cases on my desk I should finish up." "Well, alright. You don't over work yourself now." "I won't, I'll see you later" "Bye Jason" And with that I slipped out of the room and headed for my desk. A couple of seconds later I saw Lisa walk past with a still confused looking Jessica behind her. I snickered as I turned my attention back to this stupid tree case. Why people couldn't just settle their differences amongst themselves and leave the law out things was beyond me. Sighing I went back to reading Caleb "Yo Caleb, What took you so long? Why did he always have to yell? Why couldn't he just wait till I got back around the counter and then talk to me instead of shouting the conversation until I got closer to him? I glared at him as I walked from the front door to the door behind the counter and headed towards the break room. Victor new I wasn't mad at him but he did leave me alone when he saw my talk later look. I had just gotten back from my last drop off for the day. It all seemed a blur as I looked back on it. After my bittersweet encounter with the hunky suit I couldn't really concentrate on much else. I loved those tight button downs he wore with those thin ties. He had the perfect kind of muscle. Not that overly beefy sort of muscle but that work of Greek art kind of muscle that would have had Adonis drooling. Why was obsessing over this guy? He probably thought I was just some kid if he thought of me at all. He probably wasn't even gay. He was just so masculine, just so manly. I loved watching him while he and his friend talked. Whenever he laughed his muscles clenched tightening his already tight shirts. God I was caught up and I could feel the impulse to do something dumb like smile or talk to him, even, growing stronger each time I saw him. Something was going to have to change. Hopefully that something wouldn't be me never getting to see him again. As I walked into the break room I was relieved to find no one in there. I knew as soon as victor got someone to cover the front desk he was headed back here and while victor had no problems publicly discussing my relationship or lack thereof with the real estate cutie, I most definitely did. That most definitely did not stop him from finding someone to cover him and marching right in after me and poppin a squat in the chair across the table from me. "Ok, so again I ask you, what took you so long?" "Victor, has anyone told you, you're too nosy for your own good?" "No, not at all. Why? The sarcasm could have reached a deaf person. "You know I wasn't out much longer than I normally am anyway." "I know; I just wanted to give you a hard time because you had that deep brooding spaced out look you have whenever you're thinking about that real estate guy." "I don't think anyone else notices but you. I'd bet if you hadn't have even drawn attention to me no one would've seen me come in which was kinda what I was aimin for." "Well I do apologize for ruining your sneaky attempt at getting in the front door. It must have been tough sneakin in during our busiest time of day. Those two old men, shippin something to New York for their buddy, had us all too busy to notice you."` "You know, if your any more sarcastic I'm going to start thinking you're telling the truth." Ugh "This isn't what I wanted to talk about Caleb. Stop side tracking me. What happened? You look more spaced out than usual. Did you talk to him? Did he talk to you? C'mon, tell me something." "No we didn't talk. We didn't even really run into each other. I just saw him pulling in as I was leaving the building, freaked, ran to my truck and drove off." "Wow, well done. I gotta say. He probably thinks you're a little off now." Haha my face must have showed just how panicked I felt at his last words because he was back peddling. "Ah, C'mon, Caleb. You know I was just kidding. He's probably stuck numb every time he's sees you too. You're a catch, or at least my last girlfriend seemed to have thought so." "Now if only she had a penis!" "Hey, that would make me gay. And while I firmly accept your sexuality we both know I could never look at a man the way you do." "There's only one guy I see right now and I don't even know his name." "Well what does he look like? Maybe we can give him a name." Haha "What? How's what he looks like going to help me with his name?" "Well, maybe he looks like a peter or a john. You know? So what does he look like?" "Well, he's on the tall side. Definitely over 6 feet. He has short dark hair. Kinda like a buzz that he let grow past being able to see his scalp. He has this steely grey kind of eye color. I bet there's some blue in there too. Oh what else? Um his nose isn't all that pointed and the bridge is flatter that most white guys. His skin looks like it might be tanned. I don't think people are born that complexion. It's like a tan but a really pale tan. Not really yellow like us but not really brown either." "Well, is that it?" haha "Damn Caleb, you really do need to find something else to think about." "I know right. He's in my head all the time" Hmm. "Well if you ask me he sounds mixed which makes giving him a name really difficult. We'll go for something white. That's always funny. How about tom?" "Tom sounds very bland, how about David? I love that name and he looks like one" 'Hey. He's your boyfriend. You name whatever you wanna." "He's not my boyfriend, but you're right. I'm gonna call him David. Obviously not to his face but between us we'll call him David. " Haha "Ok Caleb, anyway I should get back to the front I think I've ran out of time on the bathroom excuse I used to get back here." "Lord, why didn't you say anything? Yeah, yeah, go. I'll see ya later papi." He turned to glare at me and I gave him my best wink. "I told you not to calm me that!" And on that note he stormed off. Leaving me to ponder my lover boy who I'd just named David. Life sure gets odd sometimes. Naming people you don't know and flirting with straight friends. All I could do is laugh at how my day had gone so far. Jason After 20 more minutes of reading this case I still wasn't able to grasp why exactly it had found its way on my desk. The case concerned a Tim Garcia who complained about a fallen tree. That, right there, should have been enough to throw this on someone else's desk. However, what brought this case here, to this famed real estate office, was the ownership of the tree. Apparently the tree wasn't Mr. Garcia's and he wanted to sue the neighbor for damages. Still not enough to make it important. I guess the neighbor contested ownership of the tree and that's how it ended up here. I could see from the property layouts that the tree was clearly his so at this point I was just puzzling why I was really given this case. Soon, however, the pointlessness of it all wore down on me so I closed the file and wrote a quick note stating that the tree was on the neighbor's property making it his. Case closed. With that being done I really didn't have much to do because the Davidson consult was still going on. Which meant Lisa wasn't out here to give me something stupid to do. I cherished these rare moments of free time. It wasn't often that I got a reprieve from hearing Lisa's incessant demands. 'Copy this!' 'Get my coffee' 'Call my husband. Tell him I'm going to be late for dinner.' I really needed to find a way to tune her out better. Not so much ignore her, just her voice. Thinking of her voice had me cringing for Jess. Maybe it wasn't so bad though. Maybe Lisa's mood had improved since she was leaving early. Regardless, Lisa in a good mood was still more than most could handle. Jess could handle herself though. I'd learned plenty of times in college. Jess and I had been friends since our sophomore year in college and she really was one of the best friends a guy could ask for. She was just genuinely a nice person. She cared, always compassionate for any cause, and always saw through whatever was going on to who people really were and how they felt. She was the one that got me this internship. After graduation, last year, Lisa immediately picked her up. Jessica's family had business with Firman realties and they mentioned her to Lisa when we graduated. I, however, searched like hell for a job. I would've lost my house if it weren't for my parents helping me out. But it all worked out. Somehow, Lisa's old assistant got fired, everyone refused to tell me why, and Jessica suggested me. I got the job, and a couple of months later; here I am. What always puzzled me about Jess, though, was how she remained single all the time. I think her last relationship ended around the end of junior year in college. It's not like she's isn't gorgeous. The girl turns heads everywhere she goes. She's been on me about talking to the FedEx guy but I can't even remember the last she talked a guy. Mmmm, the FedEx guy. I was slowly losing my grip on control. This boy had came into my life and slowly undone all my work on self-control. If I saw him bend over one more time, getting a box off the floor, I doubt I'd be able to keep myself from at least noticeably staring. Everyone in the office knew I wasn't exactly straight. One chick asked me if I was bi, when she caught me staring at her skirt. Apparently I just looked to manly to be gay. It was pretty funny to inform her i was simply checking out the skirt to see where she got it from. The look on her face was priceless.... "Jason" "Yes!" My voice came out a squeak rather than my usually tenor timber. It was Lisa so I assumed she was probably calling me because they were wrapping up. "Yes, Ma'am. I mean." My voice had thankfully returned to normal. "The meetings over, what I need you to do is to come by, get the modified deeds, and give them to FedEx" Did she just say FedEx? "He already came by for the day." I was suddenly saddened with the memory of him getting in his truck and leaving. "Well then it looks like you're making a trip down to FedEx" A trip to the FedEx store! God if my heart hadn't just skipped a beat then suddenly picked back up at top speed. "Jason! Are you still there?" "Um. Yes ma'am. Will there be anything else?" "No, just come get these copies and then you can go for the rest of the day. I won't be here which means there won't be a real reason for you to stay either." Click Was she serious! Lisa had just indirectly made my day! And what was all that about leaving. Someone must have poisoned her with fruit juice or something. She was being way too giving. I didn't wanna chance it though. I hopped out of my seat and just about bounded down the hallway to the conference room to get the copies. Knock Knock "Just come in Jason. Jessica, could you sort out the one's he needs so he can be on his way?" I walked over to Jessica as she rolled her eyes at that last bit. She looked back up at me then smiled. I knew exactly why she was grinning like that. We were definitely gonna have to talk later. "Lisa does he need the signature pages too? We haven't signed them yet." "Oh yes, you're right. Ms. Davidson could you sign those for us please?" "Shouldn't Jerry be here for this?" "Well we don't wanna hold you dear, and, since you both have equal property rights, you're signature works just as well as his." "Well if you say so Lisa, I'm gonna have to tear Jerry a new one when I get home you. You know he's off fishin with that son of his. I haven't seen too men so friendly since the 70's. My daughter can barely have her Husband to herself." Haha She really could talk, and about the most random things. All we needed was for her to sign the papers not regale us with stories about her husband "I think that's the last one....Well Thank you very much Ms. Davidson." "M'k shug and I'm so sorry Jerry couldn't be here. He'll be here next time. I was growing a little impatient. I needed to see him now. Now that I knew I was going to be near him soon the need to talk to him was like needing to breath. And boy did I need to breathe. "Oh it's fine, darling. Tell Jerry I said hello. Jessica could you escort Ms. Davidson out? Jason you have everything you need. I'll see you tomorrow." And that was all the dismissal I needed. I was out of there, at my desk, packing my things, and headed toward the elevator. I saw Jessica and Ms. Davidson coming and I knew I couldn't just get in the elevator that had just dinged its arrival or so my chivalrous side said. Jessica saw the war going on inside my head on whether to hold the door and in an act of the truest friendship she pulled Ms. Davidson over to her desk and gave me wink as she cleverly lured Ms. Davidson into a discussion about her son and the grandchild that was on the way. In that moment I couldn't think of any greater person than her as I basically flung myself into the elevator and pushed the ground floor button. I was gonna have to get her the biggest box of chocolates. Wow, the day had turned around from this morning; from Lisa's stupid errands, dumb copy machines, traffic, and missing the guy that stole my breath away, to getting go see him with an unlimited amount of time. Well maybe not unlimited. I'm sure FedEx closed at some point during the day but I, at least, had a couple hours. I was so happy I was even able to flash the receptionist the biggest smile I had and apologize for my rude behavior earlier that day. She really was a nice lady. As a matter of fact, the whole world was a nice place; the world was just full of wonderful opportunities. Just thinking about getting to see him was adding a silver lining to everything. Even the traffic was light, granted it was only 3:45. There it is. There's the building. It was amazing how fast I had gotten there. I hope I wasn't speeding. I really wasn't paying attention. I just was just trying to get here. There was only one car in the parking lot and as I pulled in beside it I looked in through the front windows and nearly ran into the volts wagon and as I saw-Him- at the counter. Seeing him filled me with so much emotion it was startling. How could I have felt this way when I hadn't even talked to him; let alone, got his name. Well regardless of the reason the feeling was there. The growing need to see him, to touch him, to hear his voice; my body screamed for him. I could fill the need rising in my pants. Ah, thank god I had parked. I needed a minute to recollect myself. I wouldn't go in there like this. I'd just make a fool of myself. "Control yourself. You got this. He's just a guy." A really hot guy. Sigh I was going to do this. I did a quick check in the mirror and in my lap to see if I was presentable. There was the slightest bulge but it seemed like I had, for the most part, everything under control. I finally managed to get out of my but in my haste I locked the door forgetting my papers. I could only laugh at my haste. First, he was destroying my self-control; now, he was unraveling the order to my very mind set. He really was something else. Re-approaching the doors, papers in hand this time, I reflected on my clever scheme to spend as much time with him as possible. I had left the office without packaging any of the paper work so I'd have to package everything there, meaning I'd get to play around at the counter stuffing things in envelopes while I worked a name out of him. As I walked in I noticed the Volts wagon owner, I assume, an elderly man with remarkably thick hair for a man his age, trying to figure out what happened to the package a buddy of his had sent from California. One of the FedEx guys was trying to help him but all it seemed to be doing was enraging the old timer. That's as far into that drama as I got before the main reason i was in here made a noise that sounded like a snicker. With that small noise, a noise that I was baffled I had even heard, he had my full attention. He had his back to the customer side of desk obviously laughing while trying to pass it off as working on something behind the desk. He suddenly bent over to pick something up he dropped and I was given the perfect view of the most sculpted ass I'd ever seen. Even in those cute black shorts they all wore I could tell he had the perfect firm kind of bum that loved being squeezed. It took just about everything in me not to reach out and grab it, however, in my surprise, I did let out a very small gasp that was obviously in-audible because he didn't act surprised as he straightened up. He just went back to whatever he was doing. Maybe he hadn't stripped away all of my self-control. I did, however, note that this conversation was going to be extremely difficult. He still hadn't noticed me so I did something that I thought might be a cute way to start the conversation. I dinged the little bell they have on the counters to get their attention. He jumped a bit at the sound of the bell that did interesting things to his butt then his body seemed to tense as he turned around his angelic face showing just how cute he thought that little stunt was. "Oh" His mouth slacked and formed the cutest little O as he recognized me. My heart soared as it became clear he knew who I was. Apparently he'd noticed me too. Probably not for the same reasons I noticed him but he noticed me. That was a start. The attitude from my stunt early had fallen off his face to reveal true surprise then confusion that settled into a cute bashfulness as his tanned honey colored skin grew pink. He was blushing. I wondered what for. It didn't seem like he was going to starting this conversation so I guessed that was my job. "Um, hey." Hey? What the hell was wrong with me? That was no way to start a conversation. "Um...Hey. You work at that real-estate office don't you?" "Yup, that's me Jason Stafford" I hope I wasn't smiling to big. But talking him made me too happy to contain it. "Nice to meet you Jason. My name's Caleb Diaz" God I loved the way his lips caressed my name as he said it. And his voice. It was the richest tone I'd heard. It was light higher than mine. Sort of like the classic high school kid but where there's was nasally his was full sexual innuendo. "Nice to meet you too, Caleb." He smiled as I said his name and took my breath away. I must have looked like a complete idiot but he was radiant. Those perfect hazel eyes. That jet black wavy hair. His clear skin. I was awestruck and completely forgot what I was doing here and where here even was. He seemed to notice my staring, though. I was so gone I couldn't even care. Thankfully he brought me out of my reverie. The Birth of Druids Ch. 01 "So what can I do for you, Jason? Did I forget something at the office?" "....uh no. My boss just had a last minute package she needed over-nighted to another office." "It must be urgent for her to send you so suddenly after I left" He's sarcastic too? Dear god where had he been all my life. Haha" Probably not but it was send this or stay away from my boss for a while." Could I do it? Could I actually flirt with him? I guess there was only one way to find out. "And besides I'd much rather come see you anyway." Yes! I got it out and he blushed. Was that a good sign or a bad sign? "Well, that's nice. Cause Delivery boys are just loads of fun." He was joking! What did that mean? Did he think I was joking or was he serious too? Oh god what had I gotten myself into. I needed to change the subject fast. Luckily I remembered the errand I was here for in the first place. "That reminds me, Mr. Delivery boy, these are the papers my boss needed over- nighted." I had dropped the papers on the desk when I had come in but I'd forgotten all about them while we talked. "That's a big stack of papers..." haha ""Yeah, well I was hoping you would help me with that..." Yeah we were definitely flirting; or was he just playing along with the joke. Either option sounded 100% correct. Maybe I was over-analyzing. Why wasn't there a way to find out? God knows I want him but does he want....me? "Yeah I think I can handle that. You'll have to come with me to the packaging room since I don't know where are of this is going. Besides, it'll be easier there; these counters aren't really big enough." "Umm...Alright? Is this ok though? I mean I don't want to get you in trouble with me being back there" It killed me to say it. Anytime I'd get to be alone with him would be perfect but I didn't want him losing his job. "Yeah sure, we have people come back all the time. You'd be surprised at how many people 'forget' to package their stuff before they bring it here. But yeah, come on back; besides it's not like someone's going to bite your head off." He threw me that breath taking smirk as he finished and I all but jumped the counter to get behind it. As it was, I did practically run around the corner when he said that. He didn't seem to notice the complete desperation in my sprint around the counter, which I was beyond thankful for; something in the backroom had caught his attention. There was a wrinkle in his brow that instant pulled at my protective side. 'What was disturbing the love of my life?' For a brief moment I allowed my attention to slip beyond him to the other room and I could detect the silent argument taking place that had distracted Caleb. Something to do with sleeping on the job and how they were barely busy so it didn't matter in the first. ~sigh~ "Jason, hold on for a sec. It looks like I need to remind people that we do have a staff room for occasions just like this" "oh yeah sure, go ahead" I needed some time away from him anyway I was probably making a fool of myself and I really needed to calm down being around him, smelling him, it was doing things to me that I'd have a hard time hiding if I allowed this to continue. Thankfully he walked off into the room at that moment. However, as distracted as i was by him in general another part of me, I guess the black person in me had to know what was going on in this room. So, as he closed the door I inched a little closer to get the story down. ~ugh~ "Really massy? You feel asleep again? Well really that's not even my point. Why are you having this discussion in the package room? Why not go to the store room or the staff room where this mess is supposed to be handled? Look, Uncle Dan I understand your position and far be it from me to tell you what to do but this room isn't really hidden from customers anyone could hear what's going on in here. "Well excuse me for going to sleep back here when we were as dead as a gay club in Texas." This voice sounded very feminine in its high but clearly full attitude sort of way. This must have been Massy. "You're in no position for sarcasm." This voice was male but different from Caleb's. I had his memorized as if it were vital to my survival. "And here you guys go again. Look I'm not saying stop this cute little argument of yours I'm just saying take it somewhere else. There is a customer outside that can definitely hear you and you're wasting his time with this. I'm going to walk out and get him so we can finish up his packaging. Please don't let me come back in here with him and you two still be fighting" And with that I could hear his retreating foot-steps so I resumed my stance behind the counter; the picture of patience as he comes back out. "Sorry about all of that. Those two have been going at it ever sense they broke up. I don't know why she even stayed around. It doesn't seem very classy if you ask me. Let's give them a minute to go somewhere else." "Yeah sure, and I'm sorry about the packaging had I known I would've taken the time." "Oh so this was just a clever way to come creep on the FedEx crew." Fuck! Was he on to me? Was I that obvious? I thought I was doing a great job at maintaining maximum aloofness. After I wasn't here under my own will. Or at least that's how I could spin this. Lisa was the one who needed this mess sent off not me. I was just here for the sexy as perk staring at me who was probably waiting on a response to what he said. Damn I was fallin off. Ha "Don't kid yourself. These aren't my files needing to be sent out." "Sure they aren't. Anyway I think we've given them enough time why don't we head on back and fix up this paper work." Good, for now it seemed I had dodged the bullet. I was going to have to learn to be better at hiding my feelings. This boy wasn't stupid. Back in the present the backroom he was referring to was huge. As I pulled into the parking lot earlier I had just assumed that the store was so big because of the warehouse behind it. But now being back here I wasn't sure if what I saw was a warehouse or just an extension to the store. Whatever the case was this room was huge and loaded with tons of fax machines scanners and workstations that seemed to be over stocked with packaging material. I must have looked a little surprise. Because Caleb slowed his entrance into the room down to give me a longer chance to look. "This place is huge. Yeah well when my dad bought the land he didn't plan on it being a FedEx. I think he was aiming for a kinkos sort of place but that obviously didn't happen." "Wait your dad runs this FedEx office?" "Not anymore; he kinda handed it over to my uncle." "I wonder why he would've done that. This place seems to be doing alright for itself." "Well I hate to tell people this because it's a pretty rank mood killer but my parents are dead. In my dad's will he left his affairs to his brother until I was old enough to take over or refused to. I refused when I was 18 so my uncle's been running it ever sense." "Wow Caleb, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring that up." "No it's alright man that was a long time ago. We're all good here. My uncle's been really good with the company and I always have a job. Right now I'm just working my way through the rest of college and maybe graduate school." "Sounds like a plan. I'm so glad I graduated last year though. I know if I would have had to stay on for one extra year I would've left." "I know what you mean. I wouldn't drop out but it's a lovely thought to consider." "Yeah, lovely ..." Shit did I just say that? Did he hear it the way I thought it? What if he did and gets weirded out? Why am I still staring at him after saying that? Am I trying to get the creeper of the year award? At this point I'm pretty sure he's gay but what if he doesn't like me? What if this is all very uncomfortable for him? "You know if you keep those lines up, and that tone of yours all deep like that; I might have to reconsider my theory on your plot on creeping on the FedEx staff....not that any of us would mind." Damn if I didn't have the biggest grin on my face. I knew exactly what he meant. And he'd seen my words for what they really were from the moment we started talking. This boy didn't just have a bangin body that looked perfect in just about anything apparently he thought four steps ahead of people. He'd picked up on my flirting toyed with me about it and still let slip that he was fine with it. As a matter of fact didn't mind it all. What did this mean? What was I supposed to do now? Should I ask him out? Certainly not that. This was all just off a couple of words. I could still be reading this all very wrong. "Jason just kiss me!" And with that one line; that one confirmation everything clicked. He wanted me and I wanted him and that's all that mattered. Suddenly my time at the office drooling over him wasn't just one sided. We both wanted this; needed this. So it happened. We kissed and damn if his lips weren't perfection. I was lost to them. I hoped I wasn't being too forceful with him. If I was he wasn't complaining. There was no slow build up for this. We'd been holding it off too long. There was urgency to this kiss. My tongue ravaged his mouth desperate to taste him in every way. His lips forming with mine in a dance age old. Then suddenly no longer were our lips all that matter I pulled him closer to me wanting to feel all of him. We were now pressed together leaving no room for even air between us. Our kiss was reaching a fevered pitch as he bit my lip and moaned into my mouth. I sighed with the pleasure and felt for that ass I had been dying to grab for weeks now. There it was. And god it was just like I thought. Better even better. I could actually feel it now. It looked so firm and it was but there was a grab able feel about it that instantly had me addicted. He broke the kiss then to lean his head back and shutter. Obviously I'd found a hot spot. One I wouldn't be forgetting. The way he shutted felt so great against my body. I don't think it could get better than this but as he shuttered I felt his growing dick press against my leg and my dick was instantly hard against his abdomen. It was like a trigger that set me off, darting back for his mouth. The need to dominate had been queued and he was in full compliance which only made me harder. Kneading his ass now and damn near jamming my dick into his abdomen while he ground his body against mine putting all his need into our kiss. But suddenly we were stumbling. Apparently we'd gotten to happy and completely forgotten where were. It was like a dash of cold water. We were instantly snapped out of the heat and realized we were still in a back room in FedEx. Customers were only a door knob away. His cheeks instantly went red and had I been able to blush I probably would have too. He looked at me with those beautiful hazel eyes and I lost myself in them again. We stared at each other for a while just getting lost but slowly communication formed in our stare. The overall gist being that this was going to have to be picked up later. We seemed to reach the same conclusion at the same time if our unison sighs were any indication. He giggled first and let the smirk I'd loved so much grow into the most breath taking smile that I had ever seen. I could feel my face go blank with adoration. He gave me a quick peck before turning around and bending over to get the papers, giving me a perfect of that ass (damned tease), before sauntering over to the nearest work station to start the packaging process. I needed a moment to collect myself before I followed after him. Had what I hoped happened just happened? Did I seriously just kiss Caleb? No I hadn't just kissed Caleb; we made out. We made love with our mouths and it was amazing. The moment his lips touched mine the world bloomed into something entirely new. Kissing Caleb was all that mattered in this new world and the best part was that it was Caleb who created this world. He wanted me just as badly as I wanted him and this kiss was proof of it. That realization helped to calm me. For some reason that knowledge brought untold peace to my life. Everything appeared much more positive. I looked over at him while he worked and breathed a sigh of content. Or at least it was supposed to be a sigh but what came out was much closer to a rumbling in my chest. Hmm was a catching a cold? Oh well there was a hot delivery boy that I couldn't keep from flirting with any longer. Caleb glanced up as I walked over. "You seem to be a bit more in control of yourself" "Well excuse me but I wasn't prepared to be kissed when I brought those papers down" Hmmm "maybe I shouldn't have kissed you then." "No, that would have been very disappointing" "But I thought you weren't expecting anything" "No I wasn't but I was hoping. And I just have to say I'm so glad I came down here" He was making quick work of packaging all the forms. I needed to find a way to stay longer. Some excuse, something. "So I'm not sure if you can call me on being too forward seeing as you kissed me but what are you doing after work?" "Why Mr. Stafford! Are you asking me out" having him say my name even jokingly made my body thrum with excitement. What was going on? Why was I acting this way? Maybe after wanting him so badly for so long my body was just excited to be in his presence. "Well maybe, if you were interested. I don't want to assume too much with you kissing me and all. I can't assume you kiss everyone you bring back here." At that he rolled his eyes and made the cutest little face. I guess if I were being objective it would be a frown but there was just something about his face that was too cute to actually pull off looking upset. I giggled a bit and his smirk I loved so much cracked the frown." "Well sense you were so kind as to not push me a way I guess I can go out with you tonight. It's only fair I guess." "I would never push you away. How could I? It'd be like committing some kind of crime. Besides if you hadn't have kissed me what I had in mind would have been much worse." As I talked I stalked a little closer and stared him down with a feral intensity as I said the last part. His breath caught as I said those last few words. And his hazel eyes seemed to darken as his mouth parted. I took the moment to lean down and kiss him. This kiss was less urgent but still passionate. This time I caught him by surprise with our kiss and forced my tongue in his mouth. He sighed at my forced entry and braced himself against my chest as he leaned over the work station to deepen the kiss. His reaction brought out a deeply rooted part of me. Suddenly the urge to dominate him rose up and I forced his tongue into submission as I ravaged his mouth. His willing submission only added to my fuel. I grabbed his face to hold him closer while we continued to kiss. Being with him like this was amazing. We switched between staring into each other's eyes and shuddering from the kiss until finally I broke thee kiss to give him air. He seemed stunned for a minute. He slowly leaned away from me and braced himself on the station. His breathing had skipped to a pant as he worked to control himself. I gloried in the sight of him like that and realized that during the kissed I'd managed to get the most noticeable hard on. Grunting in embarrassment, I quickly hid myself with the station as he gathered himself. When he looked back up to me his eyes were their normal color if not a little lighter. He breathed out a heavy sigh then shot me big grin as he pushed of the station. He giggled a bit and I looked at him in confusion. "Well I don't see how that was much different from what I had in mind." Haha "Umm... say what?" "You said if I hadn't kissed you, you would have had something much worse in mind." "Ohh hoho. That wasn't what I had in mind. I just couldn't help myself. You can't believe how tempting you are. It's amazing we still have clothes on." "Well now, someone's very forward aren't they?" "I can't seem to get a grip when I'm around you. If anything slips out I apologize." "Hmm. That's better. So you can be a gentleman. Well I get off at five. And then I'd need to go back home to change. What would you be taking me to do?" "How about a movie? Or maybe we could go swimming?" "I think I like the movie option, I don't think I could handle seeing you shirtless right about now." Haha "Look who's being forward now... Anyway when and where should I be picking you up from?" "Oh that's cute" Haha "Lets meet there. You might be bigger than me esay but I'm no chica." "Oh so you are some kind of Spanish" "Oh lord, what does that mean?" Oh crap what have a done. He just makes me say whatever comes to mind. "Oh uh no, I just assumed you were some kind of Asian. Your skin's such a different kind of tan. I wasn't sure what to assume" Haha "You're so cute! I was just kidding. And yeah my mom's Japanese and my dad's Hispanic. They made such a funny little couple and I've been getting the race question sense the day I was old enough to walk. But yeah I guess you were right I am some kind of Asian." Haha "Oddly enough I only speak Spanish. My mom died during my birth so my dad raised me. He was never very good in Japanese." "Aw Caleb I'm sorry to hear that. My mom also died during my birth. My Dad has been wonderful though." "My Dad was a great. It still miss him. He died about 10 years ago in his sleep. The doctors were never really sure why. He was in good health. One night he just went to sleep and the next morning he didn't wake up." ... Sadness. I feel like I lost his father with him. He doesn't show it but I can tell. He misses his dad with every fiber of his being. He loved him and now he's gone. A little frown had been growing on his face since we started talking about his dad. Once I saw it I couldn't bare it. He didn't look entirely upset. He seemed to have come to peace with it but an ultimatum clicked into place as finished his dad's story. I wouldn't make him sad like this again. I would shield him from this and harm. He was mine and I didn't want him sad like this or any other way ever again. I needed to reaffirm us since there was an us now, or I thought there was. I had to hold him. Dispel this mood forced itself into our moment. "Come here Caleb. You may not be upset but I still wanna hold you if that's alright." His face seemed to relax as his eyes focused on me. They had been in another time while were talking. The frown slipped off his face as he walked around the work station to settle in my arms. His head was about to my chest which wasn't surprising. I usually towered over everyone anyway. Holding him like this felt so right. I could only imagine one closer embrace that could be righter. And as I thought about it the evidence of my thoughts pressed up against his stomach. A giggle burst out of him as he felt me pressing against him. He looked up at me as I looked down in apology. He sighed as he pulled away. "You just can't keep your mind out of the gutter." "It's not all my fault. And my mind wasn't in the gutter. My mind was in a much better much more comfortable place." Haha "Oh hush. But to answer your question; I can meet you at the movies at 7. What are you taking me to see?" He walked back to work station to finish up as asked. I couldn't keep my eyes from glancing down as he walked back but this time I was quick enough to not get caught. Damn I loved that ass. Haha "Oh, so I can't pick you up but I'm still paying for your ticket? You're breaking a lot of dating rules right now." "Oh really? And I guess you're just the king of the gay dating scene?" "Well to be honest I haven't been on a real date with a guy in about 3 years and the last time I was even close to having a boyfriend was maybe 5 years."