Page 5 of Young, Dumb and Full of Milk

Frederick

What was happening to me? Why did I keep getting erections? I hadn’t had one in years. Since high school, probably. I just didn’t feel those things. But since Saber showed up, I’d been having them all day.

And then crying? What was that all about? Crying was another thing I hadn’t done in years. All my emotions had kinda been turned off for a long time, and they suddenly seemed to all be coming back online at once.

I splashed some water on my face and pushed my palm along my penis to try to get it to soften up. I couldn’t go back out there like this, but we did need to get back to the office. We’d been gone for almost two hours, and I didn’t even know what we’d talked about the whole time. He just kept asking questions and drawing things out of me that I’d never admitted to in the past. Things I didn’t even understand.

I took several deep breaths and felt calm enough to head back out. When I got to our table, everything had been cleaned up and Saber had wrapped up what was left of my sandwich and handed it over to me in a paper bag.

“In case you get hungry later.” My empty cup was in his other hand. “Do you want a refill of your drink before we go?”

I looked down at the cup and shook my head. “No, thanks. I don’t drink a lot of soda. One is enough.” Unconsciously, my eyes moved to his chest, and I remembered what he said about lactating. I’d heard rumors about the Latin Brotherhood when I was in college, but there wasn’t anything like that at my school. At Brigham Young, we had to sign an honor code, and we weren’t allowed to do anything sexual or kinky. Of course, that didn’t stop most students from experimenting off campus, but I never even considered exploring my own sexuality, much less experimenting with something unusual. Although, it seemed my resistance to such things was coming to an end, and I now had a whole new set of issues to worry about…like the fact that my gosh darn erection was back.

“Is there anything else you need, Frederick?” Saber put his hand on my shoulder and looked down at me.

Standing so close to him, I felt like a child looking up at him. He was at least six inches taller than me and broad like he spent a lot of time working out. It was surprisingly…sexy. “No, thank you. I’m sorry I’m being weird. Just a little distracted today.”

“That’s okay.” His hand slid between my shoulder blades, and he gave me a gentle nudge forward. “It’s been an exciting day for me too. I can’t wait to see what you have in store for me next.”

Shoot. What was wrong with me? Did I forget how to walk? My mind was feeling a little hazy, but I forced myself to be present and remember what I was doing. I stepped out the door and put a foot of space between us so I could think more clearly. “Yeah, one of the complaints we get from our current clients is the interface for making one-off payments. I’ve made a fewadjustments over the years, and they’ve worked in the short term, but now the code is a bit of a mess and we really need to come up with a more holistic approach to this problem. Maybe that’s something you can think about.”

“Absolutely. I spent a lot of time in user interface design, and it’s one of my favorite areas. I like making things easier for people and helping them find what they need, even if they don’t know exactly what they’re looking for.”

I turned and saw that he was looking straight at me as he said that.

“Do you know what I mean, Freddy?”

I nodded and swallowed hard. “Yeah, I think I’m beginning to.”

Saber showed me what he’d worked on before lunch, and he was good. The bug fixes I initially assigned to him were all easy, but there were lots of ways he could’ve approached each line of code. And he did them exactly the way I would have.

Cleanly. Elegantly.

I was impressed. When I explained the new project, I had no doubt he would be just as elegant in his execution. Some people just got all the advantages in life, and Saber was definitely one of them. Looks, brains, charm, and apparently, milk.

I still wasn’t sure what to make of that situation. My brain was telling me I should be disgusted and not think about it at all, but that was just my religious upbringing forcing its way to my frontal lobe. More than anything, I was curious. And the fact thatmy erection was not going away for more than a few minutes at a time, made it obvious that my body was curious too.

What did he mean by feeding people milk before bed? I couldn’t get those images out of my mind as I worked on auto-pilot for the rest of the afternoon.

I hadn’t realized the weight of the silence until Saber’s phone rang. I glanced at him, and he picked up his phone and smiled then looked up at me. “My mom. She probably wants to know how my first day went.”

I loved that he had a smile for his mother. My family and I weren’t on great terms, so it was nice that he was in a better place. “Yeah, take it.” I looked at the time, surprised by how late it had gotten. “I didn’t realize the time. You can get out of here. We’re good for today.”

He answered his call as I finished up what I had been working on, eager to head out too. I tried not to eavesdrop on his conversation, but the way his voice softened made it clear that he was close with his mother. That was lucky. Coming from a big family meant I never got any one-on-one attention from anyone. I was fed and clothed but never the center of anyone’s world.

And I never would be.

But by the way he smiled at whatever his mother was saying, it was clear he was the center of hers.

Saber chuckled softly. “Yes, you were both right. It’s been fun. My boss is really cool.”

I couldn’t help glancing up and catching his gaze as he stared at me.

“I think he and I could be great friends.”

My eyes went wide, and I forgot how to breathe when he said that. Why would someone like Saber want to be friends with someone like me? I was his complete opposite in every way and nothing like his friends from college.

At least, I didn’t think so.

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