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Mathias was glad he gave the money to Niels. But as soon as the guy had left his apartment, guilt came nibbling in his stomach; damn it, now he was stuck with Niels' cash missing problem! He went to the kitchen to grab himself two of his remaining beers and drank them while lying on his bed and trying to read and study his books for the test in the morning. Well, he supposed he would have to buy less beer… or even stop— nooooo, he would never do that. But well, beer was expensive and since he wasn't a very wealthy guy, he would certainly think twice next time.

But this didn't fix his money problem; Mathias still needed to pay his rent in two days.

He finally fell asleep with his second beer only half drank, his face still in his book. Mathias woke up a tad late and he had no time to take a shower and quickly ate before leaving for college.

The next day was his day off from work and Mathias used it to call the landlord and inform him he wouldn't be able to pay his rent. The man understood. Though, knowing Mathias came from a poor carpenter family, he didn't hesitate making the young man work for him throughout the building, making him patch some holes in ceilings and walls, repair locks and doorframes and broken windows. Because of this, the Dane didn't have any time to study for his tests and found himself studying again at work the next evening.

Mathias would have to do more work for his landlord in the next a couple of days and keep working until he had worked off his entire rent.

That evening, Mathias did the same thing he usually did at work by sitting in front of the office next to the computer. Though, having Niels around was making him slightly nervous. He couldn't stop thinking about their night together and it was making his heart slam hard into his chest whenever the guy had his back turned toward him and would stretch a arm up to put a book away. That ass, that ass!

And to be honest, Mathias was falling asleep. He hadn't slept much during the two previous nights. Each night he tried to read from his text books in the late hours. To help him sleep, Mathias had downed the remaining of his alcohol. He needed to go to the grocery to get some goods and well, he was getting very tense. Giving the money to Niels had been a good idea, yes, but he should have thought twice about it.

If Niels was fine now with the extra money the Dane had given him, then Mathias was fine with his decision. Anyway, they going to receive their pay check next week and he would have enough to put some on the side and keep the rest for food and beer. He would have to keep the handyman job his landlord had forced him to do until then… damn it, he had fled Denmark ESPECIALLY to not do these types of dirty jobs!

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Oh Niels knew that Mathias was watching. In fact, he made sure to stretch with his ass out a little more than a few times. There was nothing like seeing the guy with a flustered face every time Niels came up from a long dip. Though when caught, Mathias would panic and pretend to be busy at the computer by clicking furiously. One time, in such a panic Mathias unplugged his headphones by accident filling the whole library with gay porn.

Luckily, there had only been two old senile women in the romance section that could barely hear let alone see. Niels sniggered as he watched Mathias red face, check the ladies books out later that night. But the stares and the increase of only hearing or seeing gay porn on the computer reassured Niels. Mathias was thinking of their night together, which made it a guarantee that Mathias had written down Niels' number.

But if this was the night that Mathias asked Niels back to his place, he would have to decline. He had two clients that night, one that was a regular, the other the guys friend. It never ceased to amaze him how men would set up things. Personally if he was in there shoes, Niels would never share a prostitute. It was too weird for his tastes.

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Mathias needed to relax a bit. He was very tense and nervous and any time he would see Niels give him suspicious looks, he would try to flee in any way he could, even causing the whole library to know about his gay sexual fantasies. But yes, yes he wished to experience more of Niels and this time he didn't even think about money. He had supposed that their first time the Norwegian had simply really needed money and that the next time would be normal. They could experience the normal feeling of them both in need of some human warmth within comfort of one's bed after having hot, sloppy sex. Just thinking about it made Mathias' stomach twist and gave him the urge to jump Niels whenever he would come closer.

This guy was radiating sexual attraction like a perfume and that caused the Dane to feel dizzy and aroused. His perfect blond hair, his mysterious look, his perfect shape, though still a bit too thin, the curve of his lower back, his hips, his tight clothes causing his ass to look so…

Mathias could simply not think straight. Ok, ok… end of the semester was coming in two weeks, two little weeks and he needed to study for two little weeks.

Though, he still needed to assure himself…

When Niels was occupied between two bookshelves, putting some books away, Mathias got up from the computer and silently walked behind the Norwegian. He fought the urge to wrap his arms around the guy's tiny waist and kiss his neck like he would do with a girlfriend or boyfriend… Well, he missed being settled. It would be so much easier in fact if the person could simply understand the Dane had no time outside of work and studies to allow them.

But yes, he missed having a girl to embrace and kiss while she didn't know he was there. The thought made him smile and he cleared his throat, keeping his distance from the other man.

"I was thinkin' 'bout maybe…" he started, being sure to have Niels' attention, "… maybe we could hang out at a restaurant or somethin'? After work… or whatever… I'll pay."

He really liked to prepare the field with someone before they would end in the bedroom or even if it didn't end in the bedroom, Mathias didn't mind. He sure would love to have Niels in his bed, but if he wanted it another time, he could deal with that.

Time was ticking and Arthur knew exactly when Niels was supposed to finish work. Sitting in his car in front of the library, the Englishman was eager, waiting for his little male prostitute to come out and bring his ass for a fuck in the car as usual. Though, this time…

"Is he hot at least?"

Arthur rolled the eyes and frowned, shooting bullets with the eyes at his seat neighbour, "Shut the hell up you git, I already told you about him. You'll see when he will come out." Alfred heavily sighed and pouted, curling his back to rest his knees on the dashboard.

"It's fuckin' taking too long! We're here it's been like three hours!"

Arthur sighed, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel, "It hasn't even been thirty minutes yet, be patient. It will worth the price, I guarantee you."

Arthur was one of Niels' few regular clients. He had met the young man the year before when he was starting his schooling as he was a student in one of his class. They had close bond and Niels had turned into drugs and prostitution while Arthur was back in UK to continue his schooling there. He had tried to come back to Norway as often as he could during that year and had finally settled somewhere after having dropped the studies for work in a publicity office somewhere in Oslo. And thus, he would come to Niels once a week for a quickie in his car. His job was well paid and since Niels was important for him, he would give him good money… even if he knew the extra would go in hard drugs.

And this time he had brought his younger cousin with him, an American called Alfred who was only in visiting. The kid was nineteen but acted like he was fourteen.

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Niels was brought off guard at Mathias' proposal. It almost sounded like the man was asking him out on a date and Niels didn't do dates. Sighing, he placed the book he had in his hand on the shelf before turning to Mathias. "Sorry I can't tonight." his voice was neutral, not using his usual pouty or sultry voice. "I have a friend picking me up after work." he indulged to Mathias, though Niels didn't consider Arthur as a friend. The guy was scrawny and didn't exactly top all that often. Which meant Niels had to, which meant he had to do actual physical hard work. It always so much nicer to be just be bent over and fucked which was less physical work out that way. But Arthur paid well and he promised to bring a friend with him which meant extra cash which Niels needed.

It was Eirik's birthday next week and he wanted to get something his brother wanted. But Niels was interested in anything Mathias offered as long as he didn't lose money in the process, so he began to think mentally on when he could see Mathias. The Dane looked like he was about to turn and leave when Niels interjected, "Neither of us work on Saturday. How about we meet up somewhere then." Niels offered.

They seemed to agree on the day. Niels suggested that Mathias text more information later, for he was in a hurry and it was finally closing time. Niels clocked out and left before Mathias had time to close down the computer and shut off the lights. It was a tad rude, but he had a customer waiting. Spotting the usual car, Niels walked briskly in its direction, opening the back door when he noticed that the passenger seat was occupied.

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Being left so suddenly after they had settled their… date… Mathias felt empty. It was a bit weird in fact; Niels wasn't acting the same as he had been during that night they had shared. Maybe he weren't interested anymore, if he ever was, into the Dane after all. He almost regretted his dinner proposal in the end. But well, he supposed he really was in a hurry with that friend of his and simply closed the place before leaving to his apartment to study and try to gather some lacking sleep.

When Niels had stepped out of the library, Arthur had elbowed Alfred and this one had automatically whistled in admiration, "Yeah, dude looks like a chick!" he laughed, mocking Arthur. That one rapidly knocked the American off with a slap on the arm and turned around to greet the Norwegian as soon as he had seated in the backseat.

"Niels, this is Alfred my cousin. Alfred, my friend Niels," he commonly said, "Don't mind that kid's rudeness."

Turning back to face the steering wheel, the Englishman turned the engine on and engaged back on the road, aiming for a hotel room he had rented. Normally they would have done it in the car, but this night was different since they were three… it wouldn't work.

"Sup'!" Alfred simply said, not caring to turn around and look at the newcomer.

"Hope you don't mind I got us a room for the night," Arthur said, looking at the Norwegian by the mirror.

Even if he minded, the man had money. He just knew how Niels loved money… They rapidly arrived at the hotel and got into their room. Both Arthur and Alfred went into the bedroom while they waited for the Norwegian to get himself ready. Arthur knew the man's habits, though normally he did it in the library's bathroom before coming to his car.

"What is he doin', huh?" Alfred asked, sitting on the bed. Arthur stared at Alfred while loosing his tie and removing his jacket, "What would you do in a toilet room, mh?" he simply replied, gesturing at the American for he would remove his clothes. Alfred simply rolled the eyes and laughed at the Englishman.

"Damn man, relax a bit, ye look like ye have a stick up in the ass," he said with a big smirk, removing his glasses to put them on the night table and passed his shirt over his head to throw it far in front of him while Arthur was neatly folding his clothes and putting them in a pile.

"Ever done this with a… guy like this before?" Arthur asked his cousin as felt not too sure about removing his underwear in front of the younger male as he stared at Alfred kicking off his.

"Yeaah, a few times," he replied with a pouty face, dropping himself on the bed and sighed, "But yeah, I hope he ain't as feminine as he looks like," he laughed, passing a hand in his blond hair.

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Without Arthur telling what his plans were for that night, Niels already knew. He was to service both of the men at the same time. He really hoped that Arthur was paying him better than usual for he found sleeping with cousins a tad... weird. Why they didn't just take turns was beyond Niels. But he guessed they wanted the thrill. No matter how weird it was.

He quickly prepared himself, not trusting the American brute to do it for him. Before leaving the bathroom, he snorted an unhealthy dose of cocaine before sighing out loudly as he felt his body quickly react. Stripping himself of his clothes he walked out of the bathroom with lube in hand. Arthur was notorious of forgetting the lube. It almost became a habit to supply the stuff for him.

Walking to the bed, he sat down next to Arthur and eyed Alfred's body. He was surprised to see a well formed body. Because he was American Niels had automatically assumed that the male would be a tad chubby. His alert mind jolted to the light touch he received from Arthur's, small and soft hands. "What do you have in mind?" Niels asked, getting straight to the point.

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"Relax Niels," Arthur whispered, placing himself behind Niels so he could gently caress the Norwegian's neck and shoulders and kiss his perfect white skin, "I will pay you good enough—"

"Damn it Arthur, ye look like a sick lover," Alfred retorted but still eyed the beautifully nude Norwegian. What was this weird habit of the Europeans to not shave… damn. Despite that little thing that bugged the American, he thought Niels did look good, but not as much as Arthur would always claim.

Arthur stiffed and threw an evil glare to his cousin as he rubbed his nose behind Niels' ear and kissed it. He fetched the bottle of lube and poured some on his fingers to kneel and finger himself. It was embarrassing in front of Alfred. Well, a lot more than that in fact…

The American was getting a tad impatient, already hard and ready to fuck the Norwegian. He gave Niels a sigh to come and lean, which he did, and shortly inspected him before positioning.

"Put a condom!" Arthur shouted, stopping every movement of his own hand.

"Why would I?!"

"Put a condom," the Englishman simply hissed, pointing at the night table where he had already settled the stuff.

Sighing in despair, Alfred stretched to get one and rapidly put it on, giving his cousin big round eyes and placed himself back behind the Norwegian. He rapidly inspected his ass with his fingers and noticed he was already prepared, like most prostitutes would be and he slammed himself in.

"Mmmh… Ye may not be the sexiest guy I've ever seen, but ye're fuckin' tight…" Alfred grunted giving Arthur a mocking look as the Englishman hurried to get himself ready.

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Niels had to suck in air to not let out a groan of discomfort. Sure, he was a prostitute, and yes men often did that, but that didn't change the fact that it still hurt and wasn't used to it. But Niels managed to keep a professional face and bent himself at the waist, leaning towards Arthur. His face was inches from the Englishmen and he gave him a half dreamy expression. Niels was trying with all his might to forget the plow horse that was pounding into his at that very moment.

Seeing that Arthur was finished, he asked the male to fetch him a condom. Clumsily, Niels tried to slip the thing on, but Alfred seem to take joy in giving Niels an extremely powerful thrust every time he was about to slip the thing down. The result was almost dropping the condom a few times and listening to Alfred's hyena like laugh. In the end, Arthur had to help him slip it on seeing how the American was having pure joy in tormenting the Norwegian.

With it safely on, Niels guided the slightly smaller man on his back and lifting his knees up high. Slipping in, Niels had to close his eyes for a moment. He wasn't used to being inside another male, no matter how many times he did it. A face like his was used for people like Alfred. But Arthur trusted Niels from their previous life together as classmates. And what his fascination was with him was beyond Niels. Maybe he liked feminine men but was like Niels who preferred to be dominated.

But all these thoughts left his mind as Alfred picked up the pace causing Niels to gasp. The American's thrusts were so strong that Niels didn't have to do anything. When he thrusted in, Niels' hips went forward with a much softer forced than what Alfred was currently was doing to Niels. Though, he had to admit this was fun. Alfred would find his prostate, making his whole body tingle in pleasure, only for his cock to be pushed into Arthur's tight whole. It made his brain whirl. But he began to focus on his task and started to pump Arthur's erection as the man liked it.

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Arthur didn't like at all how forceful his cousin was being on Niels and he feared he would break him, "Alfred, softer! He is not a rag doll!" he shouted, slightly moaning each times Niels would push in, twisting on place to get himself more comfortable.

Alfred took Niels' face in his bigger hand and turned it to look at his eyes, in which the pupils were completely dilated, and turned it again for Arthur to look at him, "He's off on something, he doesn't feel anythin' anyway," he rudely said, pushing a tad down on the Norwegian for he had a better angle to thrust into him.

The Englishman snapped, "It's not a reason to be this rude with him!" he shouted, trying to hit the bigger man but failed as the Norwegian was between them. He knew it wasn't a good idea to bring Alfred with him during his weekly rendezvous with Niels. He just knew how next week he would take some alone time with his friendand do it in the car like they were used to.

Moaning, the English man dropped his head back and sighed, "It feels great," he whispered, slightly frowning at the rising pleasure. Alfred rolled the eyes and snorted. He simply couldn't understand how his cousin could be that attached to a prostitute… and this one in particular; outside his tight ass, he had nothing unique or anything that could make him stand out of the crowd. Everything in him made Alfred think about a girl except the cock and body hair.

At least he was still having good sex. He kept the strong thrusts despite Arthur's objection but huh, he wasn't whining about Alfred taking care of the whole rhythm when it was to pleasure him!

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Rolling his eyes, Niels ignored the American. He was right though, Niels didn't particularly notice the roughness. All he really could feel was the feel good sensation that was coming from the sex. Even though he didn't really want to admit that Alfred was making him feel good in any way.

Leaning further down and placing Arthur's legs on his shoulders, Niels began to kiss and suck on the smaller man's nipples making the Brit erupt in praises. It made him feel cocky and he kept it up. Besides, he could feel that Alfred was getting worn out, his thrusts becoming more erratic. That's what you get with quick and hard sex, Niels laughed to himself.

To help the man further his goal of orgasming, Niels timed his hips with Alfred. When the man drew back, Niels would thrust himself back feeling his ass smack into Alfred's hip bones. In return, he would come forward, hitting the Englishman's prostate making the man wither. Moments later, Alfred would thrust into Niels roughly, making the Brit squeak again. Niels was becoming so focused into his little game that he forgot about Alfred's roughness and his mind trained on Arthur's gasps, and Alfred's grunts.

Soon, Alfred came leaving Niels' hole and sitting somewhere behind him, probably watching. Niels forgot about the American and kept plowing into his regular client. He was so close to cumming that he could feel it in his loins. At least Arthur was decent enough to allow Niels to finish. A few moments later he could feel the warm, sticky cum feel his hand. Grabbing hold of the other man's hips, he took a several quick and rapid yet shallow thrusts.

Unfortunately the downside to his drug was rearing its ugly head making it impossible to cum. But after wearing his body down and feeling the strong burn in his thighs, he finally released. Letting out a stifled moan, he withdrew moments later before sitting down next to his client. Instantly he saw blood on his thighs and he gave a nasty look at the American.

"I expect to be paid extra for damages, Arthur." he said rather calmly.

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All the while Niels was finishing with Arthur, Alfred looked big eyed at sight of blood escaping the Norwegian's ass. He hadn't notice he had worked this hard into the prostitute. But he didn't say anything. He had simply hoped the Norwegian wouldn't notice and simply leave when he had the money in his hand. Anyway… he was probably under some kind of drug that blurred all his senses for he would only feel the high and not the pain that was no doubt in the man's ass. Alfred didn't know that much all that shit; man, he was in sports, he wouldn't start to use that stuff to dirty his perfect body!

When Arthur heard the Norwegian's cold comment, he rapidly rested on his elbows to look at the man and saw the blood. He gave a horrified look to his cousin, "ALFRED!" he screamed, rapidly jumping back on his feet to walk around the bed and grab the American by the neck, "What's your problem, you bloody American git?! You'll pay for that!" After short struggle in which Alfred pushed the Englishman away and stopped Arthur from coming back to him with fists and claws, "I know, it's alright I'm sorry!" he said, rolling his eyes when the man stopped acting like a prude lover.

Both English speakers fetched their stuff while putting their clothes back on and took out their wallet. Arthur had first in mind to give the Norwegian a thousand kroner for the entire night, which was a decent amount for a normal prostitute and an extraordinary one for a student, but he couldn't help but feel a bit weird after the experience; he had never liked that Niels would snort cocaine right before their intercourse.

Alfred rapidly handed fifty American dollars at the prostitute who cocked an eyebrows.

"Idiot, give him kroner!"

"I don't have that shit on me. Ye, give him the equivalent…"

Rolling the eyes, Arthur fetched for around six hundred kroner and personally gave him a fifteen hundred. It was just enough for the services. He knew that normally Niels would ask for a thousand for anyone else and Arthur had been used to give him fifteen hundred, though, he was trying to somewhat replace the parents Niels didn't see by sending him a subtle message. Arthur would always do nosy stuff like that.

By handing him a total of twenty one hundred kroner, Arthur whispered, "Next time, please, be all there," and walked to the door with his cousin.

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Be all there? Niels almost laughed. He didn't think that he had ever been all there when servicing Arthur, so why did it matter now. Because that brutish cousin of his had made him bleed? No, Niels would rather not. Even though Arthur was one of his more tolerable clients, and ones that always paid him well, he wasn't going to grant that request. It was better to have sex with a man he didn't particularly like or dislike in a state that felt like he wasn't really there. This wasn't the line of work where one wanted to remember and fully partake in. Surely Arthur could respect him in his decision.

Standing up, Niels walked to bathroom deciding to shower before leaving. He didn't exactly like being around Eirik hyped up on drugs. But as of late it was happening more and more often. Between a long shower and a long walk back, the cocaine should wear off by the time he made it home.

He washed his body furiously, more his backside than anything. Niels really did not like that American and for some odd reason he felt defiled. Slumping down into the tub, Niels sat there for a real long while thinking about the incident. Slowly but surely he could feel the soreness in his ass starting to emerge. That man was a real bastard and he would see to it that Arthur never brought him again. But it didn't help the disgusting feeling he felt all over his body.

Turning up the heat of his shower, Niels leaned back, letting the hot, water droplets sting his skin and he ran a hand threw his wet hair. Life hadn't been the greatest for Niels. Bad parents, then said bad parents dumping his younger brother on him before they disappeared off the face of the earth. His parents hadn't been necessarily poor either; they just didn't care much for their kids. Living in Oslo was expensive. When Niels first left home he looked for the cheapest place, which of course resided in the worse part of Oslo. When the prices for food and Eirik arrived, his library job didn't cut it anymore. But because of his study, he couldn't bother to get a more desirable job that was out of his way from school to home.

Living in a bad neighborhood gave him the idea of prostitution. It was easy and quick money. It wasn't something he had to do all the time. Or, at least that was what he initially believed. Eirik accidentally caught a wall on fire from his electric heater. Niels had to cough up money from his own pocket to fix the wall. More things like that kept popping up and Niels started to find more clients. After one night, completely utterly exhausted, his client that night offered him cocaine and told him he'd feel better. He took it and now a good portion of his money went to drugs and not everyday life items. Niels then had to work more often to keep buying coke.

Sighing heavily he tried to think of something good as he pulled himself out of the shower. Oddly, his mind wondered to Mathias and his offer on dinner. Niels smiled thinking of his co-worker flustered and watching Niels as he moved around the library, teasing him with the most subtle of movements and inappropriate bending over. Feeling a slight smile on his lips, Niels dried off and dressed. Saturday was only two days away and his body could use some relaxation and doing something that he liked rather than work.

Grabbing his stuff, Niels headed home, walking the whole two hour walk. God his ass was sore.

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The next day, the Dane went to school to take a test before going back home to work a bit in the apartment building then headed to work. This time, for a change, he decided to drop the books and simply pass the entire evening relaxing and wandering on the internet. And well, sometimes helping with real work.

Saturday was the next day and Mathias was a tad nervous in fact. He didn't really know what kind of rendezvous Niels had in mind. Was he going to take them somewhere to eat something fancy or more common, or if this whole dinner thing was a date or simply a friendly meal with his co-worker… Even the Dane wasn't sure. He maybe wished to know more about the other guy; he was very mysterious and Mathias felt like he had tons of things to discover about him.

And, in another sense, it was really thrilling to go out with a guy. Normally, the Dane had absolutely no difficulties dragging girls for a dinner and in the end dating them and all, but he had never done that with a man yet. He sure thought he would have the habit to treat Niels like he was a girl and he didn't want that to happen. Niels wasn't a girl even if he was beautiful like one. He had a fucking dick!

But this night, Niels wasn't working and Mathias had been alone for the last hour since his other co-worker had finished his shift. Though, being completely alone or almost, maybe one or two people around reading. So Mathias took his cell phone and decided to text the Norwegian.

'was thinkin bout some italian restorant. where do i take u?'

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Niels had just finished with his first client when he received his first text from Mathias. Due to Alfred's harsh treatment the other night, Niels had to degrade himself to only sleeping with the few submissive guys and girls that hired him. In fact, he was sitting in the recently satisfied clients' bathroom pulling off his condom and washing himself off. Unfortunately, she wasn't done yet and was willing to pay Niels if he stuck around that night and entertained her and her lady friend. Niels really hoped that Mathias wasn't asking to hang out that night. The more the man asked for him and the more Niels had to decline him, the more probable that he lost Mathias as a stable client.

Flipping his phone open Niels read the text. His eyebrows rose a tad. This sounded like a date and for some odd reason it made him laugh. Well, he did agree with himself that he would spend Saturday with pleasuring himself no matter what it might be. Mathias taking him out to some Italian restaurant sounded fun. But Niels could add onto that plan.

'Sure. But afterwards want to go to a club?' he sent it before limping up, yes limping because his ass had still not healed fully, and picked up his stash. His client was pounding on the door rudely telling him to hurry up. To be able to handle her for the rest of the night, he took his 'medicine' and promptly exited the bathroom with his things.

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After a couple of minutes, the Dane received Niels' reply and smiled. Oh yeah, this sounded really good.

'k babe see ye tomorow at the restorant near the job at 5' he simply answered back and flipped his phone shut, continuing to wander on the computer.

The next day, even with the day off, Mathias still worked all day on repairing the whole apartment building. This shit was completely down, it was disgusting; his carpenter heart was hurt by all the bad handling of the place. He couldn't believe the owner would have let things go that way so long before hiring someone. And well, even while fleeing his roots, he still knew and had already did build a house from its foundations to the finishing.

With all of this, Mathias had rushed back in his apartment to take a shower, washing all the dirt, paint and plaster that was spread over his entire body, the most he could, and rapidly dressed in the neater clothes he could find. He still wore something light and not too fancy since they were clubbing afterward; a simply red shirt and black pants with neat shoes. Looking himself in the mirror, he messed with his hair, giving it a sexy messiness and rolled the eyes; damn he still looked a tad too fancy dressed like this, but he didn't have more time to play the girl and rapidly took his coat to almost run to the restaurant. While walking, he noticed some remaining while paint on his hands and cursed, trying to rub it away as he arrived at the restaurant a couple minutes late.

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Niels had barely received any sleep before his alarm went off. Last night was something he didn't want to remember, but he was able to take home some three thousand kroner. However, before even stepping one foot inside his door, his drug dealer ran into him and demanded twenty five hundred kroner for a bag of coke. So in all reality, Niels was back down to five hundred kroner. It was enough to feed Eirik for the next few days, but not for the both of them. But he was okay with eating scarcely, his drug always helped him that aspect.

Though he could now feel hunger pains. It must have been 24 hours since he last ate. Thank god Mathias was offering him dinner. Getting up, he headed into Eirik's bedroom where they kept all of their clothing. His younger brother was staring blankly at the TV, clearly bored out of his mind. Digging for his clothes, he picked out tight jeans that were low riding. Niels would cover up his jeans with his longer coat at the restaurant, but once he entered the club he would toss his coat aside.

Looking up at his brother he spoke softly, "I'll be going out tonight. There's five hundred kroner on the counter. Spend it wisely, I don't get paid until Friday."

"Whatever." the teen answered, not really caring.

Niels didn't care about his brother's indifference. When he had been in high school, he had also treated people the same way. He left without saying good bye and headed towards the restaurant.

He could see Mathias in the distance wiping his hands like he couldn't get something off. Approaching from behind, he asked in a calm voice, "Is there something wrong?" His eyes noted how good Mathias looked in his simple red shirt and black pants. It made Niels let out a small smile as Mathias jumped and whirled around.

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Mathias jumped and turned around to face the coming Norwegian; well, finally for a late guy, he was right in time. The Dane gave Niels a beaming smirk and put his hands in his pocket, "Oh, nothin' important. Hungry?" he asked, winking as he leaded the way inside the restaurant. It was a tad expensive place and Mathias didn't have all that much money… but since he didn't have to pay for the apartment this month, he could keep the money he had for other stuff like paying a treat for his co-worker. His very sexy co-worker he to be precise.

A waitress gave them a bench in the far corner of the pretty calm place. It was quite small and private, making everything a tad easier between them. Taking their spots, the waitress asked for drinks and the Dane ordered them both a beer before peering at the menu.

"Take whatever ye want babe, I'm not lookin'" he said, wandering his eyes on the choices and decided for a pizza he would certainly take out after for further meals at home. Closing his menu, the Dane rested his elbows on the table and tilted the head to look at Niels. At the same time, the waitress came back with their drinks and Mathias winked at the girl before taking his glass and drank it.

He sighed in delight; nothing was better than a good beer before eating, while eating and after eating…

"How's life?" he asked out of the blue, leaning back in his hand and looked at the other man with a slight smile curling his lips.

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Niels always wanted to laugh when people asked about his life. He was a prostitute and snorted crack for god's sakes. The innocence of Mathias was charming and made Niels smile. Most people realized what Niels was, especially when he asked for money for sexual services. But Mathias had not connected the dots and that made him smile. It was nice to have someone around who didn't know what he was besides his own dear brother.

"Juggling school and work is cutting into my sleep." Niels answered truthfully without giving Mathias the key details. "I've been trying to get enough money to get my brother a reasonable present for his birthday that's the day after tomorrow. A little short on what he wants, but I think I can find something." in case Mathias figured out he was prostitute, he would know that he was looking for money at least.

"And you? How are things fairing?" he asked as he took a sip of his own beer. Niels was used to much stronger things, but he decided he liked this beer.

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"Mh, got a brother huh?" the Dane said, scratching his chin and looked around, "Yeah, mostly the same thin'. School and work mostly," he said, skipping the fact he hadn't money to pay his apartment and had to do carpentry to pay his bill. Otherwise, maybe Niels would feel a bit guilty for the money Mathias had gave him some days ago and he didn't want that to happen. He had given him the money and it was alright, he was even ready to give more if he really needed it.

"How old's yer bro?" he asked with a corner smile, "Funny, I got six younger siblings and I can't even tell ye the age of the youngest," he laughed, "And knowin' my mom, I'm sure she's still pregnant now…" he shook the head and sipped his beer.

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The Dane certainly did seem like he came from a huge family. He was probably one of those lucky souls that came from a happy family and never knew the pains of life. Niels on the other hand came from an unloving family. Both his parents were rich; they just didn't want their children. Niels probably hadn't seen them since he received Eirik two years ago. Last thing they had said was they were going to some tropical island. Who knew if they ever returned. Niels didn't care, and neither did Eirik.

"He will be seventeen as of Monday." he answered sipping his own drink. "I know sounds weird that he's living with me. But believe me when I say its better he's with me than anyone else." Like a home.

They chit chatted about mundane things like school work and their job. A few times they touched back on their childhoods. Niels had to think hard on to find something happy to share. But overall, Mathias got him to laugh a few times. As for the food, well Niels didn't have an appetite. But he forced himself to eat everything on the plate. It had been a long time since he had eaten and he knew that his body needed every drop he could give it.

They stood and paid. Niels still had a slight limp in his step from Alfred that he desperately tried to hide. But no doubt Mathias would notice.

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During all the time they talked, Mathias had to avoid many subjects about his family. Sure, anyone would think that coming from a huge loving family was awesome, but they didn't know the hell that the Dane had lived through from poverty with his alcoholic father beating his kids. Especially the older one for GOD KNOWS what reasons. But Mathias had mostly witnessed his mother receiving his father's thunder, right in front of his helpless eyes. He sure had left Denmark for his education, but especially to flee the oppressing family nest.

And there wasn't a day when Mathias wasn't anguishing about his mom's well being. He tried to call her at least once a week if not more, but that stupid woman wouldn't say anything. Everything was always alright with her…

While they walked to the club, sure, Mathias noticed the weird way in which Niels was walking and he couldn't help but smile in a sad way; it was funny and at the same time, he felt rejected for unknown reasons. It was obvious Niels had gotten laid recently by the way he was walking, and Mathias felt jealous. Someone else had the chance to sleep with the Norwegian…

Shaking the head, he leaded the way to the nearest club, and the second they entered, the loud music blocked any sound that tried to come from their mouths. First thing the Dane did was aim for the bar and buy himself a beer and propose to buy something for Niels. Mathias knew he would be coming back a couple of times for more beer and right after he downed his first he took another one. He wanted the buzz, the dizziness of alcohol before going on the floor and dance with the Norwegian.

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Niels joined Mathias at the bar. The music was so loud that their drinks vibrated to the bass. It was amusing to see that Mathias was sticking to beer. Niels on the other hand ordered harder drinks and downing them down quick and easily. It was hard Niels to get a buzz for him now. He had such a high alcohol tolerance after all the late nights drinking with clients. But after his seventh hard drink he began to feel the warmness in his limbs.

Watching Mathias finish one of his tall glasses of beer, Niels leaned forward watching him with wide smile. His eyes trained onto Mathias' jutting Adam's apple, bobbing up and down with each swallow. It wasn't the alcohol talking and Mathias simply looked good under the strobe lights of the club. But, Niels knew that he needed to keep sex between him and anyone strictly business no matter how good he looked.

Standing up Niels led Mathias from his stool. "Come dance with me." he asked coolly.

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Now Mathias was feeling the buzz of beer taking over his body and every movement. If he had been nervous earlier, it was entirely gone now and replaced the Dane with the truly confident person he was, or well, the one he had always thought he was. Warmly grabbing Niels' hand and looking down at him with a boozed smirk, Mathias followed the Norwegian to the dance floor, making themselves a little place between all the dancers and the very loud music.

Rhythm was taking out the Dane's body as he began to move and, out of any shame, placed himself behind Niels to grab his hips and move along. Each times the Dane would touch his co-worker he would think he was way too thin and it repulsed him a bit to be frank, even more at the moment, "Ye should eat more," he shouted over the music, still moving his hands on the man's sides.

The entire room was ventilated, but Mathias was always hot whatever weather it was; he was known to be a real human furnace, and with the alcohol adding into the effect, he was already sweating. And so, the Dane ran a lazy hand on his shirt to open the three first buttons and passed a hand in his hair to move it away from his face, returning into almost caressing Niels' sides, hips and thighs as they dances on the music.

The song ended and another smoother one started, causing the Norwegian to turn around and face Mathias. Even if the alcohol was making everything appear a whole lot better, he couldn't stop thinking Niels looked good, really good in those sexy tight jeans.

"Damn it Niels, ye're fuckin' sexy…" he said, moving his hands to hold his hips and lean his head to press his forehead on the guy's head.

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Niels smirked, running the tips of his finger over Mathias' sweaty chest that was now bare to the open air. Dear god his mind whirled back to that night they had exchanged blowjobs and how Mathias laid on his back his chest heaving. Licking his lips, Niels cocked his head to the side, "Am I?" he asked with a sarcastic tone before turning around and placing Mathias' hands on his hips. To the beat of the music, Niels began to grind himself teasingly against his co-worker.

"Is this sexy?" his voice was split between condescending and innocent. Oh he knew what he was doing and Niels loved toying with Mathias. Grinding himself shamelessly against the man like a hormonal teenager, he could feel Mathias reacting as his ass grazed the area. He could feel Mathias' hold on his hips strengthen, keeping his body close. Throwing one arm lazily around Mathias neck, he continued, letting the beat of the loud music direct his body.

Niels really didn't have any shame especially with the alcohol flooding threw his body. He wished that he could just stay there all night in the club room grinding into Mathias. But, he noticed that their movements were becoming more of a dry humping session than dancing. Breaking away Niels eyed Mathias' obvious bulge as if he was candy. Mathias' chest was heaving again which made Niels give a small smile of triumph.

Leading the poor aroused Dane to a booth in the back, Niels shouted so the man could hear him. "I'm going to get more drinks."

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Mathias sat there for a couple of seconds after Niels left before being overtaken by his arousal, which leaded to him walking to Niels at the bar. Shamelessly, the Dane strongly wrapped his arms around him from behind and eagerly kissed the crook of his neck while stretching a hand on the counter and asked for another beer. The Dane was a heavy drinker, though, if it wasn't of his obvious erection, he would need to go take a piss; with all the beers he had drunk, he was still surprised he hadn't felt the need earlier.

The Dane took his drink, downed it in a couple of gulps and put the glass back on the counter. He then stumbled on his own feet to cling on the smaller man and warmly said in his ear, "Let's go back'" before limply trying to drag the Norwegian back on the floor, barely allowing him to finish his drink.

They got into more sexy dancing and dry humping before Mathias finally felt like exploding and left for the toilet to try to empty despite his erection. It was rather impossible to piss that way, but he had no choice…

He went back to the bar for more beer before going back on the dance floor to join back the Norwegian. Every movement the Dane would make was completely uncalculated and he tried many times to kiss Niels, which would always avoid the contact. Many times, Mathias would grunt, pissed off of the man's prude attitude, whispering some 'come on' and 'please' into the man's ear, but wouldn't even listen to what the other would say. The buzzing music wasn't helping his boozed head to hear anything.

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As much as Niels loved to feel Mathias' pouty lips on his neck, he couldn't bring himself to allow the man to kiss him. It was a big no no. To reconcile with the man who was drunkenly begging him to kiss him, Niels lead Mathias into a dark corner of the dance floor. There he pinned Mathias to the wall as he went back to rub himself against Mathias in to te beat. Many times Niels had led needy clients to this very spot, almost every single time it lead to something more than dirt dancing. He knew this club and the owners had purposely built a wall to shade the main stream dancers from the shady people like Niels.

Though, they could still see a few people, Niels guided one of Mathias' hands to his hip, adjusting the hand so his finger tips grazed his skin underneath. It helped that from his weight loss that his pants slid in looseness every time he ground himself against Mathias erection. He'd be lying if he didn't want Mathias to touch him. Besides, he had long since been turned on as well. Niels was going to take Mathias home with him regardless if he was getting money or not.

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Mathias was like an obedient old dog; anything Niels was making the Dane do, he would just do it. Thus, taking him in a dark corner to rub on each other… The bigger man was so boozed; he didn't have much place for judgment. The only thing he really craved for at the moment was in fact Niels right in front of him only allowing him to kiss his neck, cheeks and grind his hips on. Letting himself dragged into a state of pure arousal, Mathias slipped on hand into Niels' pants to touch and caress his hard cock. He kept trying to kiss him, but didn't push further the tries.

"Niels…" Mathias begged, taking good hold of the Norwegian's erection to pump it inside his pants.

Mathias couldn't hear anything at the moment, not even the loud music. His ears weren't working anymore and he was feeling like his brain was floating in beer.

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Gasping and moaning at the touches, his whole body began to tremble hotly from Mathias. Oh when he said he would enjoy Saturday for himself, he had no idea he would be in this situation. Sex had become a job and not something he could really enjoy. Finding himself humming in approval at Mathias' pumping shocked him. It almost broke his alcoholic buzz. Feeling Mathias grind himself hotly against his backside was driving him absolutely nuts. Niels had to bite his lips to stop himself from unbuttoning his pants and pulling everything down.

Taking a few heaving breath from Mathias' clumsy thumb gliding over the head of his cock, he pulled himself away. Panting and looking at the man hungrily, Niels gathered his wits as well as he could from the alcohol. He could feel the tip of his cock poking out from behind his pants and he shrugged before tucking it back in.

"Let's drink a few more beers and head to my place." he suggested silkily. He knew he shouldn't bring home a guy to his house, specially someone who could be his client, but it was closer and dear god he wanted to fuck Mathias.

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Mathias rapidly nodded and followed Niels back to the bar where they shortly sat to drink a few more drinks. The Dane knew he should stop since he knew he would eventually pass out from sleepiness. Alcohol was either turning him very lazy, funny or violent, which were three very different feelings but were still part of him. Niels drank some more than him and the Dane let himself dragged out in the cold autumn to the Norwegian's apartment.

All the way there, things were very fuzzy and if someone were to ask him where Niels was living, he would very certainly not remember the way they had taken to go there. Though, the only thing he could remember was the proximity with the dancing club and the stairs. Many stairs… didn't they have an elevator here?

But as soon as they stepped into Niels' apartment, Mathias stumbled on him as they kicked the door shut and was dragged to a couch. The Dane automatically grinded his still very present arousal on the Norwegian's while tugging on their clothes to remove them.

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Niels could stop touching Mathias as soon as their bodies hit the couch, both of their hands went to touching and caressing the other. They both struggled with their many buttons, laughing as they couldn't really figure out their complicated shirts. Eventually they remembered they could just pull them over their heads. Instantly Niels started an onslaught of Mathias' sweaty chest, licking all the way up to his collarbone. He loved the sweaty taste and Niels swirled his tongue over a nipple, or at least so he thought he did, his eyes were out of focus.

It didn't help that Mathias was squeezing his ass in such a manor it was soothing. Moaning loudly, Niels thrust his hips into Mathias' hips. He wanted on top of Mathias, to seat himself on the man's cock like a king. So pushing the Dane to the side, they both went tumbling off the couch in a loud undignified heap. They both started laughing loudly, but Niels had forgotten about Eirik whom was trying to sleep. Kicking off his shoes, Niels had to stop and help Mathias with his own before they stumbled through pealing off theirs remaining clothing.

Laying on top of Mathias they caressed each other closing their eyes enjoying the wonderful feeling. The Dane's hands were large and softly touching his sides. Lazily Niels caressed the man's chest, but as the minutes ticked by he forgot his sex drive and began to enjoy the light touches like a cat would. Before he knew it, his eyes began to grow heavy and shut.

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The same happened with the Dane. Laying on the floor with Niels sat on him, his hands having a brain of their own, Mathias's sex drive downed and he simply enjoyed the other man's caressed on his chest as he continued to move his own hands on the Norwegian's thighs, hips and sides until he went too lazy and tired to move them too much. Eventually Niels felt asleep on him. Dizzily, Mathias could hear the other guy's slow, relaxed breaths before he fell too, into slumbers.

They passed the entire night on one another, without moving one bit, into their drunken sleep.