The Latino felt his phone vibrate while driving. He will check the message as soon as he gets home. He had a guess about who the message was from, and as soon as he parked his car in his driveway he pulled out the phone and opened the message. He laughed out loud, because only Brett would think nudes are a way of showing that he got home safe.

Shaking his head he answered the message: Nice try. The only one who´ll see me naked it myself right now. Heading in the shower. -Santiago

He could only imagine how Brett would react. Telling the blonde about being naked was teasing, Santiago knew that, but he felt so free.

The time he spent over at the blonde´s house, was just wonderful. Santiago never felt this free. Hanging with him in the office and sitting out on the patio, never before did the Latino feel this happy. He only left, because he wanted to kiss Brett so bad. But, he couldn´t.

Brett was a customer, therefore of limits to Santiago. He could not cross that line. Then as he undressed he thought back. Everything the blonde said to him was true. Santiago had no reason to hide, and if he still felt like it, there were always the non-disclosure agreements. Brett seemed open to sign one. It was something Santiago should really think about.

As Santiago squeezed some body wash on his hand, he felt his dick twitching, and started to apply it. His thoughts returned to Brett, when he reached his crotch. Giving his balls and cock extra attention. Slightly stiff now, Santiago let go of his cock. He liked the twitches and feeling of slight arousal.

To heighten his pleasure, Santiago bent a little bit forward and ran a finger over his anus. His dick was now twitching like crazy. And the pleasure he gave himself was only needed because a certain blonde man. He felt the ring of muscles clenching. This pleasure. This arousal caused him to breath heavier and moan. His body was felt like it was on fire. No lube but the body wash, and Santiago never took anything up his butt before then a tongue, but he felt brave and carefully pushed into the tight muscled ring.

"Dios mio." He breathed out. This felt amazing. It took another ten seconds, before he carefully began to move. "Oh fuck yeah." He did not go far in, he carefully moved up until the first joint was inside.

Santiago tried stroking his dick at the same time. This was even better. He would not last long, because his balls already felt like exploding. He groaned loudly, when he fell over the edge. Carefully, he removed his finger out of his anus and stood back up straight. His legs felt like jelly and his dick still twitched from the aftershock. Never before did Santiago come so fast in his life. That little bit of energy he had left was used to shower off all the left over foam.

He walked into the living room and plopped onto the couch. His cell phone rested next to the remote. Without checking the program, Santiago turned on the TV and let it fade into the background. His eyes focused on his phone. Brett had answered his message.

I feel left out, tbh. You can send a picture and let me check if you are all clean. -Brett

The Latino chuckled and thought about his words.

Maybe another time. -Santiago

I could come over and lotion your body. Your skin looked so soft and you can´t reach your back ;) -Brett

I think we need some kind of writing, because I am not that comfortable... -Santiago

I have a couple already written out, for the basics. Or I can put something into writing. -Brett

The Latino was shocked for a second. It was all so easy for Brett. He was not making a big deal about it. It was plain and simple, he wanted the Latino, there was no denying that.

I wouldn´t even know what to put in there. -Santiago

I will give you and example or two next weekend, if you are interested in them. -Brett

Ok. -Santiago

After that, there was no answer from the blonde. Santiago went into the kitchen area to grab a beer. He felt like he took a big step today and he wanted to reward himself with a beer.

All of today was amazing. Santiago could not find the way to describe it. Thinking about Brett and the thought of a non-disclosure agreement, made him wanna touch himself again. He caught himself rubbing his hand carefully over his dick. He liked walking around with a semi hard on and the rest of the weekend he did.

Monday rolled around and he had to return to the office. He was swamped again with paperwork and decided that it was time to hire a new assistant. Just before lunch he started typing out the ad. The Latino hoped that this would go by fast. He needed someone to take care of all the paperwork and overlooking some clients. Therefore, he was very specific in the add. He wanted someone who was qualified and could take on a workload.

On Tuesday he interviewed two new maids and decided to have Victoria take them out on Wednesday to see how they work. He discussed everything with his employee and was happy that something was done.

He continuously checked his phone, hoping that Brett would drop him a message. But nothing. Sure, Santiago could also text him, just what? He felt so insecure again. Tuesday passed by with no message from Brett. Santiago hoped that Saturday would come fast.

As Wednesday rolled around he had the first 4 applications on his desk. He asked his mother to come by and check them out with him. She was excited that her son called her.

"Mijo, this is so nice. How are you?" She ask sorting through the small stack of paper. Maribel obviously read the female files first. She always told her son that businesses needed more women in higher positions. Men are way too overrated. The Latino just chuckled at this. In his mind, men were gorgeous and sexy. Just the thought of Brett gave him tingles in his lower area.

"Mijo." Maribel repeated. "I asked you something. How is everything going?

"Lo siento, mami." He rushed back to reality. " Everything is fine. I just need a new assistant. That´s why you are here. And I have two new maid s tomorrow." He saw his mother´s look and continued, before she could interject. "I have Victoria on the job. She will show them everything and report back to me."

"Ok. Good. If you decide to employ them, make them aware of the determination clause. I don´t want people slacking and thinking they could get by with it. We are not delivering half ass work." She said. Santiago was shocked. Her probably heard his mother curse once or twice in his entire life. But when it came to her former business, he know that there was no joking.

"How is it going with that Pierce boy?" She asked not looking up from the application.

Santiago froze. Just a couple of weeks ago he was complaining about him and now they were about to become intimate with each other. At least, this is what Santiago hoped. "Nothing." He said without looking at his mother. She could read him like a book, lying to her was hard, because she knew his quirks.

"What kind of answer is that? Santiago, I asked you how it is going and not if he has done something. So try again." She said in a commanding tone.

"It is going alright. In the beginning I went over with up to eight people and now it is mostly me and one or two. He has come down from his partying I think." Santiago tried to sound as normal as possible, but he mother looked up from the application.

"Are you sure? What happened between you two?" She asked him.

"How are you doing this?" He asked in shock.

"I am your mother Santiago. What do you expect of me? That I don´t know my son? For what kind of mother do you peg me for?" She said a little bit insulted. Santiago thought about his biggest secret, that his mother did not know about. He could only imagine how disappointed she will be in him.

"I just had a slight disagreement after the first or second time, but we cleared everything up and are getting along." Santiago answered truthfully. Maybe not the whole truth, but it was something.

"Just don´t get along too well with him. I don´t think we have to be privately associated with him. I mean he did have gay intercourse with Fernando. This is just... yuck." She said disgusted.

Santiago felt the heat rising in his body. He wanted to say something, but he couldn´t. He at least had a clear statement of what his mother thought of his secret lifestyle. He tried to remain calm. "Mom, he is gay. So what? He is a person like you and me."

Maribel laughed. "Yes, he is a person. But is nothing like you or me. The only thing that the boy and I have is common is, that we are both interested in men. I however, have settled with the man I love and not a woman. I do not life in sin. Sexuality is for men and women, and not two men or women to exploit! You are a proud Latino! Gay and Latino does not go together."

"Mom, please stop. I don´t want to judge about the sexuality of others." This was a conversation he hoped would not turn out like this. But Maribel was on fire. She gave her opinion asked or not anymore.

"Listen to me. You don´t have to defend a gay boy, Santiago. There is nothing you can do for him. And why are you worrying about it? You are not gay. You worry about finding a woman and give me some grand babies." With that the conversation was over.

After his mother left, Santiago packed up all his stuff and left the office. He felt sick to his stomach. He was aware that his mother was not a fan of homosexuality, but today was a hard lesson to be learned. Santiago was scared shitless. He knew now, more than ever, that the non-disclosure agreements of Brett were the only thing, for him handle his feelings. The Latino could only imagine what his mother would do, if he came out to her.

It was then when he took his laptop out and opened his web browser to check how a non-disclosure agreement was build up. He opened an empty word file next to the browser and started typing.

He was eager to get as much in writing as possible. He wanted to cover up the basics first, being out in public was a big no. They were obviously only associated in the walls of Brett´s house. While writing the Latino was very careful with the use of words. He guessed that Brett like to work around certain things, he was playful like that.

Santiago was on fire, but felt like shit at the same time. Thinking about every possibility that could happen, made him horny and cooled him of the next second. Every situation could go a million ways and he needed a rule for every single one. After three hours of intensive typing, he sent the file to his printer and shut his computer. He knew it was still a rough draft. Brett would have to give his opinion on this as well. That will have to discuss all of it beforehand and go over it again and again until everything was settled.

He took the paper out and felt the weight in his hand. This could go really good or really bad. Santiago had an idea, but hoped for the other option.