Job Satisfaction
Ring of Truth
“So how did you get this job? Little runt like you? What makes you think
you can just waltz on in -” The man confronting Andrew was burly,
much older, red-veined cheeks flushed with disappointment turned to anger.
“ -take a job you didnât earn...or maybe you did? Whose bed
did you crawl into to get it?”
Andrew reached inside his shirt and pulled out the Ring (exact size and perfect
replica of the Ring used in the epic movie. Yours for only $39.99, s&h
extra). “I swear by the One Ring that I have shared a bed with no man or
woman to get this job.”
Honesty is hard to fake. The man sneered, defeated, and walked away.
Andrew leaned against the white tiles, shaking but victorious. It hadnât
been a lie. Heâd never even seen Gilesâ apartment, let alone his
bedroom.
Giles liked to fuck him at work.
Executive Toys
They go out of fashion fast; when somethingâs common, itâs not a
status symbol is it? He imagines people desperately inventing ever more useless
gadgets and gewgaws.
Then he looks at what he keeps on his desk to amuse him and smiles. The
vibrator rammed deep in Andrewâs arse might use batteries, the cuffs on
his wrists might clink in a relentless metallic rhythm as the boy writhes...but
this diversion is as old as the hills.
And sometimes, when he sees the look it leaves in Andrewâs eyes,
thatâs how he feels.
But it doesnât stop him playing with him.
Rule of Thumb
Gilesâ office was filled with plastic in shades of grey, irritatingly
bland. His feet rested on carpet that contained no wool, his backside against
fake leather, his elbows on a desk made from compressed sawdust.
Which made the long, heavy weight in his hand worth a momentâs
consideration because it was solid oak, smoothed by use and old enough that it
showed only inches.
Giles gave it that moment before pushing back from his desk and bringing it
swinging down against skin so pale the rushing shadow of the approaching ruler
lay dark as a bruise. But not as painful.
Rhyme and Reason
Andrew wasnât punished because he sucked, licked and bit until the skin
tingled along every inch of Gilesâ cock, even though he did it when Giles
was on the phone and had to pause mid-word to bite back a moan and then
apologise.
No; Andrew was told to suck him off and do it well, and it was Gilesâ
fault for not signalling a pause when the phone shrilled loudly in the near
silent room.
Heâs still punished though.
Giles never told him to swallow, and he knows better than to anticipate an
order, no matter how long the wait.
A Killing Kindness
Andrewâs sitting at the canteen table, on the fringes of a group,
laughing too soon or too late every time. Giles doesnât know why he
pauses, or why, when Andrew turns, sees him, and smiles happily, he canât
smile back. Andrew flinches, friendly becomes hurt, and Giles walks away.
Heâs not sure if itâs the smile or the flinch that makes him kiss
Andrew for the first time that afternoon, on lips swollen and damp, a soft,
hesitant, experimental kiss.
He just knows, as adoring, wet, hopeful eyes rise to meet his horrified gaze,
that he hasnât kissed it better.
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