This unusual Monday started out as normal as any workday. Commuting slowly through the city, finding a free parking spot in the office garage, listening to elevator music and having a morning coffee. Also putting up with the different corridor banter about weekend adventures. As I came up to the seventeenth floor at nine o'clock I slipped into the small pantry. Two colleagues were already having their coffees in the canteen. Linus, my assistant, was leaning against the bar desk and looked up as I walked in. Hey Marcus, he said.
Hey guys, you have a good weekend? I pushed the cappuccino button.
Hell yeah. answered Linus. Went out clubbing on Saturday. Suffered all day yesterday. He laughed awkwardly and I smiled back at him. Noticed he wore a fitted dark blue suit, which I had not seen him in before.
That suit new Linus? Looks good on you.
I saw that made him happy, me noticing something about him. Yeah, needed a new suit. Tired of the old H&M. Next to him stood one of the brokers from the office in Oslo. I had met him a few times before, but I felt obliged to formally shake his hand and welcome him to Stockholm.
Thor, right? I said as I met his quick gaze.
Gosh, such green eyes. Like emeralds shining through a slither of water. Dark brown hair perfectly trimmed and a wave of his fringe persistently falling in front of his eyes. I had not noticed he was this good looking when we last met. Maybe around thirty tops, and very fit indeed. Yeah I'm Thor Helgesson. We met at the Christmas thing in London last year.
Right. I replied. And indeed I did remember. Thor had been very drunk, and when we all ended up at a lap dancing club in Soho he had embarrassed himself with a couple of the girls. I sipped my coffee and glanced at him.
What brings you to Stockholm then?
You don't remember? Linus cut in, his blue eyes lit with surprise. Marcus, we have the show of the Saltsj lot today. The Grundens waterfront property. We talked about it on
Yeah, I remember. I said.
So, I thought to myself. This deal would not be done solely by Stockholm then? Thor smiled at me, and he made me feel uneasy.
I did not know we were involving you guys on this one.
I tried to sound less hostile then what I felt. Thor continued his smile and pulled down on his jacket, corrected his perfect blue and red striped tie. I noticed that his suit must be tailor made. A shiny white Stenstrs shirt with cufflinks made the picture complete.
When are we leaving then? Can we use your car Linus? I asked. I assume we will meet the prospects out there, by the lake?
Yes Marcus. I think I have sobered up since Saturday. I'll drive.
Thor laughed at this and I smiled politely. Again I looked closer at Thor. Amazing how a suit can make a guy look his best, emphasizing the shoulders and arms, even the pecs over his chest. However, I have to admit I felt a bit apprehensive and a slightly irritated. How come that the Norwegians had to get involved in our only multi million kronor deal this month? Just because one of the possible customers is from Oslo? We would have to split the commission between the offices. I made a mental note to bring this up with the MD later on.
We have to leave in fifteen. Linus said.
I looked down at Linus' shoes and noticed they were Johnston Murphys, black and well polished. Naturally, I thought. An up and coming guy in the real estate business. And as if Thor had read my thoughts he added: Is that a Corneliani suit you are wearing Marcus? I recognize the model. You are indeed perceptive I admitted. Yeah, its a Corneliani. They have a new store at Sturegallerian. Bought it for my sisters wedding two months ago. I noticed that Thor continued to stare at me, and instead I looked over at Linus. My twenty-six year old assistant since seven months. I really had to remind myself that I was his boss now, and that I needed to separate my private thoughts of him from the professional setting we were in. However, the more I looked at Linus this morning, the more I appreciated his new look. Curly blonde hair, white smile and his somewhat boyish face. The new suit framed him like I had not seen before. He became more of a man, a businessman.
We talked about the upcoming property deal and the different possible clients. Linus had prepared a list of the meetings we would have on site, and the more I thought about it, the better the whole excursion felt. At worst, it was going to be a day out of the office, and I was spending it with Linus and Thor. I placed my cup in the dishwasher and moved towards the door.
Let's go make a deal boys.

Are you sure about the address? I asked as we drove through the forest at Nacka, some fifteen minutes outside the city.
It had rained heavily all night, but the morning fog had lifted, and with the daring sunlight through the evaporating clouds, it looked like a nice fall day ahead. Linus had stopped and flipped through his maps and descriptions: Yeah, 'Number One, Lake Drive', I have programmed my GPS. It should be less than five minutes from here. What time is the first meeting? Thor asked from the back seat.
Ten thirty Linus and I answered simultaneously.
We drove a few hundred meters before Linus followed the soft female voice on the GPS and turned onto a gravel road. The rain from last night had collected in huge puddles, and it seemed the further into the forest we got, the deeper the puddles and pot holes became.
My car Linus complained as the dirty water and mud sprayed over the sides and front window. Spent all of Friday afternoon cleaning it.
I smiled at his muttering, but I too began to feel uneasy as the road deteriorated.
Linus, are you sure? About the road? It looks awfully I did not finish the sentence. At that same time the front wheels just seemed to fall out under us into a bottomless pit. The undercarriage of the front slammed into the ground and the car stopped in its tracks.
Fuck. Thor hit his head on the back of my seat.
Jesus, Linus. I said.
He looked over at me with a scared expression. The car had come to an almost immediate stop and I felt my seatbelt burning into my shoulder. Linus' radiant eyes were wide open and he had a frown on his forehead. I had time to think that he indeed looked more mature and masculine than I had ever noticed before. His blue satin tie matching his eyes.
Oh my God. was all Linus said. Marcus, my car the meetings.
Is everyone okey? I asked, and Thor mumbled from the backseat. Something about Swedish driving.
Fuck. Linus swore again. What are we going to do? Should we call triple-A? They could be here fast and get us
He saw me shaking my head.
No Linus, I said and looked at my watch. This is a seventeen million kronor property deal we are showing in twenty minutes. We need to be there. How far is it?
Fuck Linus said again and shoveled some of his blonde curls out of his face.
It must be here somewhere? Thor offered from the back. How far does the GPS say it is?
Three hundred meters, Linus replied. The shortest route, that is what i programmed.
The shortest? I asked. Not the quickest?
Linus bewildered face glanced past me as he shook his head.
No, the shortest. he confirmed.
I saw the realisation of that sinking in slowly. Thor let out a deep sigh, and I felt sorry for Linus more than anything else. The wheel had tipped us at a ten degree angle into what we could not yet see. But it had to be a deep pit. I know Linus was fussy about his car, as he had spent many coffee breaks at the office talking about it.
Well, I said. We need to get out of this mess Linus, and go back to the main road and find the fastest route to the site. We are running late.
Linus nodded and moved the stick to reverse. As he pressed the gas pedal all I felt was the car digging deeper into whatever we were stuck in. An even louder sigh was heard from the back seat.
Guys Thor started but did not finish.
I noticed that Linus opened his door and peeked out.
It doesn't look too bad. he said.
It sure feels bad, Thor contributed.
I am going out to look for a branch or something, to stick under one of the wheels. Saw my father do that once when we got stuck.
That sounded like a terrible idea, but I looked at Linus. His desperate eyes met mine for an instant. The primeval lusts of many years ago God, where did those thoughts come from? I sized him up. His new well fitted expensive dark blue suit, crisp white shirt and cobalt blue satin tie. He moved his new Johnston and Murphys out over the side of the door. Tried the ground and it seemed to actually carry his weight.
It's not that bad, he said and stood outside looking around.
Be careful, Thor offered as Linus took a few steps away from the car.
This will not end well, I said, and as I did Linus' right shoe disappeared into some ankle deep clay. Grey and gooey, the mud looked like it just ate his foot off. Linus reacted by shifting his balance to the left, and as he dragged his foot out of the slop he lost his shoe. For a second I thought he was going to be able to balance on one leg, but he lost it and his black sock plunged back into the same mud hole.
Ohh, nooo. Fuck me. Linus just yelled and stood there. Awkwardly trying to balance while his right foot sunk deeper.
Thor began laughing. I myself was mesmerized by the sight. Small specks of mud had splattered up his pants, and I felt an awkward stir in my boxers. I really did enjoy the sight of Linus in the mud. This could be worth a seventeen million kronor deal.
Come back, I said as Linus pulled his socked feet out of the mud and placed it on more solid ground.
Yeah, said Thor. Let's call triple-A and have them come help us.
But Linus just looked at us and then down his pants to his feet. Like he could not believe what he saw. He bent forward and pulled his lost shoe from the mud, completely covered.
Oh fuck, said Thor and laughed again. Mate, you are muddy.
Linus looked at us again briefly before he left his shoe on the ground and walked right into the forest.
What the hell is he doing? Thor asked and moved so he could see better.
Linus came back almost instantly with a heavy branch from a pine tree. He sloshed through the mud, managed to avoid the hole and came back to the car. Without a word he shoved the branch under the left front wheel and climbed into the drivers seat again. I did not dare to say anything at that point, but I could not stop looking. Those mud specks on his pants looked so distinct, so
I lost my chain of thought as Linus placed the gear in reverse again and forced the pedal down. I felt a nudge, but the car fell back and Linus slapped the steering wheel hard.
Fuck!
Let's
But he was already out the door. Grabbed his messy shoe and threw it onto the floor at the drivers seat. Then he pulled the branch out and made a second effort to get it down under the front wheel. As he did he slipped. His sock and shoe gave out under him and he came down on his knees beside the car.
Oops. went Thor.
Linus, come back in the car.
I had a tingling sensation when I saw the grey mud on his pants, from the knees all the way down. He just looked at me, like in trance.
Linus, we can
But he held up his hand. It felt best to not say anything more right now. Also, I had something else to think about. I was solid inside my boxer shorts and this amazing memory from when I was a kid and jumped in mud pits played on my memory. Honestly, I had always had a thing for situations where guys ended up with their clothes trashed in mud or gunge. However, this was surreal and crazy. Almost like an outer body experience. My good looking assistant out there, getting his brand new suit muddy, sloshing around in one shoe and socks. I just looked at him and missed that he was actually talking to me.
Sorry Linus, what did you say?
Move over to the driving seat Marcus. he said. Put it in reverse and go backwards when i tell you to.'
Don't you think we should just call for tried Thor, but Linus just shut the front door on him.
I moved over to the drivers seat and saw how Linus had moved up to the left fender. He bent down and started to push.
Now! he yelled, and as I yanked the gear into reverse the wheels started to spin uncontrollably. Digging us deeper and throwing a cascade of mud out from under them.
Jesus. Thor said as I looked over the steering wheel.
Linus just stood there. Completely splattered with mud over the front of his entire suit. His face dark by running slop, and his eyes unnaturally blue against the grey and brown with an expression I had never seen before. Total shock.
Fuck. I said and I touched myself briefly outside my pants and switched off the engine. For once I was at a complete loss of words. Just looked at Linus as he tried with some vain gesture to scrape mud off from his jacket.
I am so sorry mate. I said as I opened the door.
Oh my God. Thor said as he got a better look of the devastation.
Linus did not say anything at all, he just stood there with his legs wide and feet sunk in the mud. I suddenly felt so sorry for him, and at the same time I had to admit that I was extremely turned on. Linus and his new suit covered in muck. Such wildly conflicting thoughts going through my head, and no idea how to handle it.
Well, Linus said after what seemed as an eternity. I guess I am not making any million kronor deals today.
Thor coughed, and I still had no idea what to do. I heard the back seat door open and in the corner of my eye I saw how Thor stepped out. His pinstriped suit shining in the sunlight, along with the tie in its red, blue and white Norwegian colors. Perfect knot and worn to the exact right length, half way down over the belt buckle. His jacket open with the white shirt contrasting nicely.
Thor, what are you doing?
But he did not answer me. Instead he avoided the mud holes and walked in his dress shoes to the forest and grabbed another branch, than another. Carefully walking back and forth, shoving them down under the wheel. Linus started to help out, and while they walked back and forth I was really starting to enjoy this. I saw that Thor's shoes got very muddy after the second roundtrip, and it was like he just decided that he did not care.
I have an idea. Thor said to me through the open window. But I think we should just get you loose, so you go and get the deal done. Pick us up on the way back.
I tried to smile, but I was just to exited, it came out as a grin. My voice did not carry very well either, it sounded hoarse and weird.
What are you saying Thor? I asked.
He smiled at me and I noticed how the branches must have brushed against his shirt and made a dark line across his chest.
Marcus, let's just get you out of here. Thor offered again and went for the last branch.
Linus was already standing at the front fender. I saw how they briefly talked strategy, but I could not hear what they were saying. Suddenly Thor bent forward, his perfect hair falling into his forehead as he proceeded to pull his shoes off. He threw them onto the back seat floor and walked slowly in his socks to where Linus were standing. I started the engine and felt how my throbbing cock wanted this to happen. So I got it in reverse and when Linus shouted Now! I pressed the gas pedal down slowly. I felt the wheels getting some traction and how the car started up the branches. It slowly eased its way out of the mud. The spray was less now than before. Finally the car seemed to take a huge jump back and it caroled wildly backwards. When I got it stopped, free at last, I first did not see either Thor or Linus. But there they were, laying flat in the mud. They must both have lost their footing when the car got loose. Linus was laying face down in the deep mud, and Thor seemed to have slid on his stomach into the deep part of the pit. I carefully stepped out of the car to get a better look. They tried to stand up and Linus was suddenly laughing. Thor smiled at me, and it was the weirdest smile I have ever seen. On his hands and knees trying to crawl out of the mud he just glanced up at me. Mud in his hair and face with his shiny white smile. Linus shortly behind him.
Jesus. I whispered to myself.
Hey Marcus. Thor said. You are free to go to the meeting now.
But I just looked at them. Linus took of his trashed jacket and it fell heavily from his hands into the mud. The wet sploshy sound it made was awesome. The two guys looked absolutely fantastic. For a few seconds I actually thought I had died and gone to heaven, and that dirty angels were greeting me. I had to laugh at that thought, and Linus smiled back at me.
It sort of feels nice getting totally trashed. Pity about the suit. he said as he slid and stumbled out of the deep pit.
Hey Marcus.
Thor moved his socked feet back and forth. Sliding it in the mud, absentmindedly.
You have a clean spot. I heard myself say, pointing at Thor's left shoulder.
He laughed and looked down.
So I have. he admitted.
The silence was suddenly awkward. Why did I point that out? Linus came up next to Thor, and for a few seconds we just stood there. Two mud covered businessmen looking at me. Linus grew a question mark in his face. He understood that something was off.
What? he asked.
Thor laughed.
Marcus is just jealous. Thor explained and my stiffness threatened to explode in my pre-cum soaked boxers.
What? Linus asked.
Am I right Marcus?
His words exploding in my ears. I did not have the formula to get out of this. I shook my head, not knowing what I was really answering to.
Are you all right boss? Linus asked and looked so serious.
Thor's smile grew even bigger, and all I managed was to stand there. Not wanting to leave, not wanting to stay either. My thoughts short circuiting.
Fucking hell. I said.
Yeah mate. said Thor and took a step backwards.
I don't know what I started and tried to grasp some air.
Thor took another step back and continued his crazy teasing:
Wanna see me get my last clean patch muddy Marcus?
I shook my head and tried to moisten my lips.
Boss. said Linus. You look like you have seen a ghost. We are alright, it's alright.
Thor laughed again and let himself fall back onto his butt and back. The slurry clay mud gave way and swallowed his ass and came half the way up his stomach.
Mmm. Nice. Thor managed and just sat there and stared at us.
Linus chin just dropped. He looked on as Thor grabbed some wet clay and massaged it into his jacket until it was completely covered. Linus looked back at me, and our eyes met. I transfixed on the mud in his blonde hair and in his face. He looked beautiful.
Linus. said Thor.
What?
I think your boss wants to get dirty too. Take his hand and come back in here both of you. Have a mud bath.
No. I protested, but Linus looked at me, a huge smile spreading across the dirty face.
Marcus? he asked.
Thor was laughing, and Linus stepped over towards me. Took my hand in his dirty grasp.
The meeting. I protested.
Fuck the meeting. Linus whispered. Marcus, do you want to play in the mud?
All I could do was to nod and swallow hard.
Oh man. Linus whispered and smeared some mud off his jacket onto mine. You wanna get muddy Marcus? For real?
I did not reply, and felt his hand outside my pants. He laughed nervously and bent forward, grabbing some muck from the ground. Smeared it on my bulge. I moaned and pressed against his hand.
Bye bye, Coneliani suit from Sturegallerian Thor laughed from the mud.
I took a few steps forward. Let the thick mud rob me off my shoes, not even stopping as I sloshed forward in my socks.
Fuck me. said Thor as I purposefully waded into the slushy mud. Horny Swedish executives.
I tried to smile as the mud went past my knees. Linus was right behind me.
It's not even cold. he said.
I noticed that too. It felt like the sun had baked the mud prior to the rainfall last night. Thor reached out and grabbed my hand, and I did not resist as he started to pull me closer. I laid down on top of him and felt Linus' hand on my butt, smearing mud onto it.
Guys, whispered Thor. This is gonna be our secret, all right?
Fuck yeah. admitted Linus as I felt him starting to jack himself.
I just looked into Thor's clear green eyes. Grabbed some mud and smeared it in his hair. Yeah bro, mess me up. Thor said and pulled me closer.