oh, i suppose if u must

You have been watching me for a while, a few weeks probably.
We don't deal directly with each other, but we are in
the same group, and sometimes the same meetings.



I think you were attracted to my quirky sensibilities in
some way. I'm certainly not conventional, and I usually
have an original view. I also am never shy about expressing
opinions contrary to the official version. I also can't
help letting the odd sexual reference slip into my casual
speech, and I think your existing interest must have been
kicked up a level. It never hurt, of course, that I have been
hitting the gym lately, and while no adonis, I'm definitely
picking up a bit of muscle.




I also have a bit of a sense of mission about me. I'm impatient
with the bean counters, always looking for the bigger picture,
the cause, the coming battle. You share my sense of purpose,
but I don't know if that attracts you to me or not.




We started flirting a while ago, and it's fun how fast
a few arch looks and double meanings ramped up. You are clearly
masturbating while you think about me by now, and I don't
think you always wait until you get home.




We are at the staff christmas party, the annual Christian
holy celebration of retail volume; and our fellow staffers
are methodically self medicating and pairing off, sometimes
discretely, sometimes spectacularly not.




You and I find ourselves in an innocent discussion of what
steps might be entailed in getting my fists inserted into
your cunt and asshole. You are apparently getting stimulated
for some reason, for you suddenly blurt out that you want
to suck my cock.




"Hmm. I don't know. What would be in it for me?"




"Uhhh, ... Huh? Don't you want me to suck your
cock?"




"Well, I'm not saying that. It's just that,
well, I guess what I am saying is, how badly do you want to
suck it?"




"Are you kidding? Well, of course I want to, yes, I
really would love to. What are you asking?"




"O.K., well, here's the thing. I'd love
you to suck my cock. But what are you willing to do for it?"




"Oh, boy, you are really something! You are asking
what I have to do to suck you off? Brother. Well, what do you
want me to do for it?"




"I guess I'm interested in what you would be willing
to do to earn the privilege, that's all. How far would
you go?"




"Privilege? Privilege? I suppose you want me to lick
your ass for the privilege?"




"Oh, now you want to lick my asshole too? And you think
you can just do that for nothing? I'll tell you what.
Let's go upstairs into my office, and you can strip
naked and start to show me how badly you want to earn the right
to lick my asshole, so that I will do you the honour of fucking
your face, and shooting my cum in your throat."




"You are truly warped. I'll bite, what do you
suppose I would have to do to earn the right to eat out your
asshole?"




"Well, I'm not sure. I do think I need to piss,
but it would be somewhat nicer to piss in you than in some
tacky cold toilet. Especially if you were nude and tied
up and blindfolded. You couldn't be sure I wouldn't
even invite a few of our collegues to watch."




"You drive a hard bargain. But I'll only do it
on two conditions. I want you to untie my hands and let me
suck your ass for a full hour, not just a token lick. And I
want you to rape my ass, too. Not just a limp squirt, I want
you to fuck me hard, fuck me deep, and fuck me for a long, long
time."




"Talk about hard bargains! OK, but then we have to
get back to that double fisting we were talking about. And
getting your things over to my place right away. I have the
feeling that this might be the beginning of a beautiful
friendship. And hopefully I'll never have to use a
regular urinal again."