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Archibald Carmichael woke up that morning to his dog's wet and warm tongue licking at his face restlessly. "Oscar... enough..."

he groaned at the dog and tried to push him away from his face, dog breath first thing on the morning wasn't so pleasant.

Oscar let out a few determined barks and his owner couldn't help but huff .

"Okay okay I'm up!"

He knew exactly what his great dane wanted and he also knew that he better get up before his oversized dog would start jumping on him. It happened once, he didn't want a repeat.

Arch lazily strolled to his first floor of his penthouse, he yawned and cursed his dog for the early hour. Oscar followed him, nudging him to hurry .

"Damn dog, let me eat breakfast first will you?"

Arch muttered in irritation and entered the kitchen,  grabbing eggs from the fridge and quickly frying them. Once they were ready he ate the most and left the rest for his dog, after that he showered,  brushed his teeth and got dressed.

" Let's go!"

He called and opened the door to his ecstatic dog that wiggled his tail and hurried out of the apartment.

They went down the elevator of that 25 floor high extravagant building, he liked living on the top and most expensive floor, the fact he purchased it all by himself with no help from his parents was remarkable .

Even though his dad offered a few times to fund his lifestyle , Arch preffered being independent and owe nothing to his parents ,  he was successful enough to provide himself.

Yes he worked at the family business but his father retired two years ago and he managed 'Carmichael Enterprises ' and increased it's ruling in the market and expand in the current economic growth.

He was Archibald Carmichael. Everyone knew him, everyone envied him, everyone desired him or desired to be him. He was a top dog in the market and a leader to be reckoned.                        But today he was just Arch,  he took a day off for a change to just lazily enjoy this nice day with Oscar. Well truth was he was forced by his secretary and close friend, Thomas , to take a day off because according to him, Arch was a 'workaholic ', something he refused to believe he was.

Speaking of work, he should check how things going.  He quickly dialed his phone as he stepped out of the building and followed his dog to the nearby park.

"I hope you're calling for a good reason, " Thomas answered "and it better not be work related. "

Arch paused before clearing his throat awkwardly .

"How are you?"

He said poorly and received a snort from the other side.

"Do yourself a favor and relax,  no phone calls Arch, I'm taking care of everything so you have nothing to worry about. You'll be updated tomorrow.  Bye" and the line went dead making Arch sigh and frown.

It was hard on him , he was really invested in 'Carmichael Enterprises ' ,working as twice as hard than his CEOs and staying till late to make sure all was good and set.

He was evidently the reason the business went smooth and easy,  he made sure to exceed expectations and excell and for that he was respected and admired.

How could he enjoy the day when all he could think of was what's going on at work and if the world would come to an end due to his absence . He sighed as he realized he was overreacting.

"Just one day... I can do that."

He murmured and strolled to sit on a bench,  watching his dog running around and sniffing almost anything.

He examined the passer bys with a bored look, a few would return a flirtatious wink or a suggestive smile, men and women as one.

He wasn't interested. Archibald was a handsome man that drew attention easily - tall, dark brown hair that was short from behind and a bit long on the front, he styled it back with gel when he went to work, dark grey eyes that looked stormy enough to shake anyone's composure ,a slight scruff and his signature grin.

He never smiled a full wide smile, a small grin was stretched enough for him if he wanted to show amusement or satisfaction of some sort. People said he was too serious, but truth was he couldn't find good enough reasons to form a big smile. His life were good he guessed and he liked his work but that was it, he had nothing more on his plate to make him ecstatic and happy.

Of course his parents blamed it on the fact he was a bachelor but he thought nothing of that, on the contrary being single made it easier for him to flirt in purpose of closing some deals.

He was gay, proudly out of the closet since the age of 15 ,but that didn't prevent him from flirting with women as well.

He had numerous men to occupy his bed along the years but he couldn't really find himself in a long lasting actual relationship,  he was 31 and still jumped from guy to guy with sex as his only goal.

The media criticised him enough for it so hearing it from his parents repeatedly did nothing but annoy him. He brought the occasional guy to dinners and parties with him but that was it.

"Oscar! Come!"

He called for his dog, deciding it was enough.  Oscar seemed displeased but followed him nonetheless .

Back at the penthouse he was debating what to do with himself,  he had a whole day  and he had to find some activity that would make time fly by for him so tomorrow can come and he'd go to work.

Maybe reading a book? Watching TV? No, he needed some action,  to leave his place... Suddenly he remembered a very favourite activity.

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Timothy was losing it.

He worked frantically all week, staying late and all in order to make sure the destined meeting regarding 'Carmichael Enterprises ' would go well and succeed in bringing this big whale to his firm.

It was Thursday, three weeks from now the meeting would take place,  it seemed like enough time to come up with good presentation especially for a capable man like him, but he seemed to be drowning and lost due to the importance of the matter at hand.

He never lost his posture like this but for some reason the weight on his shoulders seemed more than he could carry.

There was nothing he could do, his father wouldn't let him get away from this torturous task. Surely for a fool it'd look like an honor to take on such a project but  the honor  would come only if the other side would approve, otherwise it'd be a big failure and that was something Timothy didn't want on his mostly flawless resume.

It was early noon when Timothy decided enough is enough,  he was nervous and couldn't appropriately concentrate on work, he was too out of it. He needed relief .

"Leaving boss?" Alicia asked,  he nodded and muttered a quick goodbye before fleeing from that building.  His destination was the bar he frequented recently.  It was early but he hoped he'd find a good catch,  he felt he would.

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Archibald found himself in a not so impressive gay bar.

He could've easily call someone to his place and end it there but he figured that it'd waste more time to just go out and pick a guy. Besides, he felt adventurous.

Wasting time was his main goal,  that's why he took the car a bit far from his area and that's exactly why he shrugged off bold men right and left.

He had time limit,  an hour to spend here before he picked someone from the surprisingly big crowd for such an hour. He only ordered beer, he had to drive back home after all and even though he had high alcohol tolerance , he didn't want to take a chance.

He glanced at his watch,  then at the one on the far wall, it ran late by three minutes.  Almost an hour,  he started to seek a decent man to take home.

His cold eyes calculated as they passed each of the men there, most of them eyed him hungrily from the moment he stepped in. He wanted to have several hours of good time and he measured carefully who would be able to satisfy his needs.

His eyes landed on  a gorgeous blond that looked more than willing. He gestured for him to come and the young man obediently complied,  swaying his hips as he made his way to Arch.

"Hello " he grinned, victorious and placed his hand possessively on Arch's shoulder to let others know he won and conquered the most desirable man in the bar.

"Name's Mark, you handsome? " the blond asked while moving his hand to a very intimate place, rubbing and squeezing Arch's hardening shaft.

"Doesn't matter, let's get out of here" Arch muttered and got up,surprising the blond that hurried to latch himself to his side as they made their way to the entrance.

They started to cross the opening that barely allowed both of them to pass when someone just planned to get in and the result was that the man bumped into the couple.

"Watch out!" The blond screeched angrily.

"Sorry " a deep rich voice apologized and Arch turned to examine the man . His member twitched with desire.  The man infront of him was simply delicious - light brown hair that was styled neatly on his head even though a few strands fell on his face and gave him a somewhat careless look ,high cheek bones and a luscious looking lips ,full lower lip that was currently bitten . tall slender yet fit body that he wanted to see without clothes, sun kissed skin and dark blue eyes that he couldn't help but stare into.

He was very good looking, not the most good looking Arch have seen along the years but good looking enough to make him desirable. His skin held a light tan and Arch could imagine himself leaving marks and tainting the flawless skin.

He could imagine himself doing all sorts of things to that well toned and muscled body .

The man's dark blue eyes were pleasant and one could easily drown in their depth, However they held something in them that Arch couldn't figure, something that shadowed slightly the man's aura and made him look tired and mature as if experienced life to their fullest .

Archibald wanted him. And he knew for sure the man wanted him, who wouldn't? His roaming eyes gave him away and the way he intently paused at the bulg in Arch's pants.

Arch smirked knowingly. They both examined each other from toe to head, each liking what he saw. Clearing of a throat broke them both from their staring.

Arch turned in annoyance to the blond, no longer interested in the man.

"Sorry but I think I found someone I prefer better" he said bluntly and surprised both men with what can only be dismissed as rude. The blond man gaped,  unable to form words as Arch grabbed the other man's hand and dragged him out of there.

Timothy was too shocked to react, from this man's appearance and from his brutal forward approach.  He couldn't decide if he was lucky to be dragged by such an handsome devil or dammed because said man didn't have such a lovely personality based on first impression.  Either way he knew he found a decent partner to satisfy him and it took him no time at all.

"So where are we going?" Timothy asked as they rounded a corner and entered a parking lot.

" My place" Arch answered and led the way to his car. The drive went silently but not the awkward kind of silence,  it was a peaceful one. They were both eager to reach the destination and explore each other's bodies.

Timothy wondered if that man would be added to his contact lists,  he was the most handsome man he  have ever saw .

They were both pleased with their match.  Little did they know a faithful meeting occurred.