My next day working at Siren. I’m surprised that I was able to sleep last night after reading that file. Holy shit, this company is into just about everything. It makes me wonder if their doing illegal stuff as well. Hell, they might be with their escort services. Fuck, what am I talking about? Of course they do illegal stuff, they fucking sell people!

          I get to work with plenty of time to spare so I stop off at the coffee shop and grab a couple of cinnamon rolls. I didn’t bother making myself any coffee when I got up since I’m sure Ares will have a pot of magic already brewed. I get to the sixteenth and I’m amazed at the amount of people moving around in the lobby. I look down at my watch. It’s six fifty and it looks like there are more people here than when I came in for my interview yesterday and that was at ten thirty. I make my way past people going this way and that to the company elevators. As I’m walking some pause their conversation. What, they never seen a newbie before? I catch tail ends of whispers as I come to the elevators. Some that are waiting briefly shoot me a glance. What the fuck? It can’t be the suit, a dark green that can be mistaken for black at first glance with a scorching white shirt and matching tie. I like this suit. I’ve gotten over the eye thing on the first day and I know it’s not my hair so what? An elevator door opens and I quickly go inside and press the number for my floor and scoot to the back corner of the carriage. I’m really not in the mood to hear people talking behind me. As the carriage starts moving, I get the sense that someone is looking at me. I look to the left and sure enough, the guy standing next to me is staring away. I stare back at him and he shies away as far as he can in the enclosed space. Dumbass. Lucky for me everyone is off by the eighteenth. Unlucky for me that the person that gets in when the last person gets off is Anthony Daevin. Damn it, I haven’t had any coffee yet! Why me?

          “Well, well we meet again Sky,” he says flashing his pearly whites at me.

          “Look Anthony,” I say facing him as he stands beside me, “I don’t want to get mixed up in any kind of office politics so can you please leave me alone? I’m sure that you’re probably a cool guy and all and I probably wouldn’t mind hangin’ out with you if the circumstances were different, but please, just leave me alone. I don’t need any more drama in my life.”

          He leans in, “A.C. givin’ ya trouble already?”

          I lean back, into the wall, great, “No. I just don’t have time to deal with any of this.”

          He leans to within an inch of my face, “Did he lay into you after I left? Don’t worry, you can tell me.”

          I didn’t notice the elevator stopping, or the door opening.

          “I see you’re trying to sink your hooks into Ares’s little pet,” came a voice. I turn my head to the right and see the creepy thin man Rex. Shit! I need some fuckin’ coffee!

          “Ares seems to have him on a tight leash. Definitely not like the last one,” Anthony says after brushing his nose against my cheek. He’s way too close to me and now that Rex is in the elevator I’m really cornered.

          “You should talk your brother into letting me have him. I spoke for him first anyway,” Rex says as we start moving again.

          “I heard about that. I wonder why he gave him to Ares in the first place. He looks too yummy to be wearing all these clothes.”

          “I agree. He’d look much better in welts.”

          “Um, guys, can we not talk about stuff like that? Please?” They laugh. Great.

          “He seems to be afraid of Ares. I don’t see why, he’s a total pushover when you play him right,” Rex says coming closer to stand beside Anthony, completely blocking me in the corner.

          “Is that how you got the last one?” Anthony asks running a hand over the lapel of my suit.

          “I know how to read people to find their weaknesses. With Ares it took some time, but I was able to find one,” Rex looks me over, “If I had him I’d definitely make sure no one would be able to see his eyes.”

          “Can you two get the hell away from me?”

          “Yes, get away from my assistant,” came Ares. The elevator finally made it to the twentieth. Anthony and Rex pull back from me and I get by them and out of the elevator. Rex was about to follow but I’m guessing the look on Ares’s face said otherwise. Thankfully the doors close and I heave tout a sigh. Ares turns and looks at me with a glare. I step back and blink at him. He then starts walking to the office. I stand there for a second and then realize that he’s angry with me. What the fuck?

 

          I quickly catch up to him just before the first set of doors, “Hey you don’t think I had something to do-,” Ares turns and glares at me and I stop talking. He turns back around and we head in to the securities division. We walk in silence until we get to our office, “How the hell do you expect me not to come in contact with him when we work in the same fuckin’ company?” I say as Ares heads towards the kitchen. He says nothing as we come into the kitchen and I move to stand on the far side of the island while he goes about making a cup of coffee like I’m not there. After a minute of watching him I give up and go back to my workspace. I take off my jacket as I’m eyeing the stack of papers sitting on my desk. I sit and start sorting through the papers and begin updating the file contents. A quarter of the way into typing Ares emerges from the back and places a mug of coffee on my desk. I stare at the mug then at him.

          “What the hell was I supposed to do, they had me cornered,” I say.

          “I know, I saw,” he answers.

          “So why were you glaring at me like I did something to start all of it?”

          “You’re late.”

          I take a look at the clock. I had only been sitting there for fifteen minutes and it was seven twenty-five.

          “To beat the morning switch you should get here at six forty. Otherwise you’re stuck waiting on an elevator. The stairs aren’t much of an alternative.”

          “Why not?”

          “You don’t want to know.”

          Now I’m curious, “How bad can it be?”

          “There aren’t enough cameras in the stairwells. That is the younger brother’s doing. I would have not seen what they were doing to you since both know how to shield their actions from those cameras. Rex would have made you unable to defend yourself. Had I not seen, Anthony would be raping you right now.”

          My eyes went wide, “The fuck?”

          “After that, Rex would have taken you to his floor and made you a plaything for his pets.”

          “You’ve got to be kidding me…”

          “No. Rex has done it before.”

          “Your last assistant?”

          “No,” Ares starts walking towards the front, “When you’re done with that come up front.”

          “Sure thing,” I say to him. I look back at the mug of coffee. I reach out and grab it and bring it to my lips. Perfection. I down the mug and finish up the stack. I feel better now that I’ve had my cup of South American magic. I head to the front room and find Ares with his back to me at the computer. His jacket was hanging by the door and I could see the tension in his back. My fingers itched to give him a massage for some reason. I’ve been told that I’m good at it and I’ve made many an employee purr at my last job. I come up and stand beside him watching the people and words flow over the screens. His hand would occasionally come to the back of his neck as he switched views. I spent more time lookin at the back of his neck than I did the screens. ‘Fuck it,’ I thought and reached forward to his tie. His hand caught me in a strong grip.

          “What do you think you’re doing,” he spoke low.

          “You keep distracting me when you reach back to rub your neck so I’m gonna do it for you,” I reply. Yes folks, coffee gives me the balls to deal with people, even powerful ones like him. He didn’t let up.

          “I’m fine.”

          “I highly doubt that if you keep doing that.”

          “We have masseuses for this sort of thing.”

          “Yeah, but they aren’t here at the moment are they.”

          “I’m fine Daniels.”

          “Then stop rubbing the back of your neck like you didn’t sleep last night,” then I thought about what I just said, “Did you get any sleep last night?”

          “I’m fine Daniels.”

          “You didn’t,” I sigh. He still hasn’t let go of my hand. He tilts his head to the side to pop his neck, “How about this, I rub you and that’ll be the last time I touch you, got it?”

          “We have people for that.”

          “And I’m pretty sure they want to give you a happy ending afterwards. Look, I’m sure that part of my job as your personal assistant is to make sure you can function in your job so just let me do this, k? Besides, I’ve been told I’m very good at it.”

          There’s a pause, Ares loosens his grip on me, “Make it quick, we’ve got meetings to attend today.”

          “Sure thing boss,” I say and loosen his tie. I undo the first two buttons on his starched pressed shirt then slip my fingers inside his collar. Geez, it’s like rubbing a brick! “Let me know if I’m too hard ok?” I say then get to work on those corded muscles. After a few moments of hard rubbing the muscles in his neck finally start to relax. Man this guy is hard. No wonder he’s so freakin’ grumpy, “When was the last time you had a massage?”

          “…Eight months ago.”

          “You’ve been that busy the entire time?”

          “It’s been eight months since I’ve had an assistant.”    

          “Oh,” I move down to his trapezius when his hand comes over mine. I couldn’t help but let out a shiver.

          “That’s enough, we have a meeting to attend in seven minutes, get your jacket.”

          I slide my hand from under his and nod. I rush off to get my jacket and come back to see him straightening his tie. He finishes and picks up a legal pad and hands it to me, “Take notes,” he says and heads to the door. I grab a pen from his desk and follow him.

          We walk in silence to the company elevators. Once inside I began fiddling with the pen. It looked really expensive. Maybe I shouldn’t have grabbed it.

          “Is there anything specific you want me to take notes on?” I ask as the doors close.

          “Names and reactions,” he answers pressing the ‘16’ button.

          “…Ok…”

          “This first meeting will deal with people that have been in arrears and who has been handling their cases. Daevin will not be in a good mood so gauge people’s reactions carefully.”

          “Why are we focusing on their reactions?”

          “Some are probably working out deals of their own with their clients against Daevin’s wishes. He wants to know which ones to keep a closer watch on.”

          “Ok, Anything else?”

          “If he asks you anything, answer him truthfully. That goes with anyone that heads a meeting here.”

          “Ok.”

 

          We get to the sixteenth and make our way to the hall of meetings. From what I read last night, many people converge on the sixteenth at various times in the day for meetings. Twelve conference rooms are set up one hall up from Daevin’s hall for the express purpose of meetings. And there are no cameras in the rooms either. I wonder what takes place when meetings aren’t in session. We come to room three just as the last of the meetings participants walk through the heavy oak door. Well-dressed people are sitting around a long rectangular table with binders and legal pads in front of them. Some had nervous expressions on their faces as they were waiting for Daevin to arrive. I take a seat next to Ares and smile politely at the wavy-haired blonde woman sitting next to me. She gives me a friendly smile as the door opens again with Daevin striding through. Everyone goes silent as Daevin comes to the head of the table and starts talking. Ares wasn’t kidding, he’s in a right foul mood. He looks at the poor soul that’s seated to his right and starts ranting at him. He goes down the line from there and gives then a piece of his mind. Damn, this guy’s scary.

          His fifth person in, I feel something touch my ankle. I brush it off as nothing but I feel it again. It’s the blonde beside me. I take a quick glance in her direction and not that she’s writing something down. By my own stupid curiosity I look down to see what she’s writing.

I want to fuck you after this meeting.

          I wish I didn’t.

          Daevin is now two people away from the blonde when I feel her foot climb higher up my leg. I slip my hand below the table to push her foot away. Daevin, of course, catches this movement.

          “Daniels, are you scratching an itch or something?”
          I go stiff, “No, sir.”

          “Then why is your writing hand not writing?”

          “I though I-,”

          “Is Elizabeth trying to coax you into fucking her?” the blonde’s foot stops moving up my leg, “What does she have written in front of her?”

          My eyes widen as he expects me to read aloud what she wrote a few minutes ago. That was the only thing that was written down.

          “Tell him,” Ares says quietly.

          I look at her legal pad and swallow, “It says…I want to…fuck you after this meeting,” I can’t believe I just did that. I can feel the heat radiating from my face. I’m sure I’m as red as a tomato. Just great.

          “Do you want to fuck her Daniels?”

          What the hell? “No…no sir.”

          “Why not? She’s attractive enough isn’t she?”

          Holy shit! “I’m sure she’s nice but…”

          “But what? You don’t like blondes? You’re into guys or something?”

          “Can we not talk about this?” I burst out. I’m way beyond embarrassed.

          “Just answer him,” Ares says.

          My head starts to feel light. I can’t believe what I'm about to do. Somebody stop me….please, “Y-Yes sir. I’m into…guys.”

          You could hear a pin drop.

          “Elizabeth quit hitting on him. Ares take care of her after the meeting. Robinson, I want to know why McMilliam hasn’t paid back the three million he owes. It’s been a year now…” Daevin just went on like we were talking about the weather. I look over at Ares, he was completely unfazed by what just happened. 

          The meeting went by without any other incidents. That I am grateful for. As soon as people started leaving I put my head down on the table. What the hell and I dealing with here? Seriously, if I have to deal with shit like that, I might want to be sold to someone. And the others just went along like it was an everyday occurrence!

          “Daniels,” Ares spoke, I lift my head to face him, “The next meeting is in an hour. Go back to the office and get come coffee.”

          I blink then remember what Daevin told him during the meeting. Then I realized that Elizabeth was still there, her expression held a bit of fear. Daevin meant that? Yeah, I really need another cup of magic. I get up and head for the door. I want to ask about the next meeting but that can wait. I don’t want to stick around and watch two people gettin’ it on. I walk down the hall towards the lobby expecting to have people do the stop and stare thing but got nothing. I don’t know if I should be relieved or insulted. I hope all my days aren’t going to be like this.

 

          I get to the office and head straight to the kitchen. I fix a cup of magic and settle myself against the island. Man this is good coffee. It almost makes me forget the embarrassment from earlier. I wander back to the front room and stare at the screens that occupy my boss’s time. The flip to another section of the company and I find myself feeling like Sharon Stone in Sliver when she’s watching all the different feeds from apartments in her building. I didn’t even realize that I had made myself comfortable in his chair until he came to stand next to me.

          “Anything new take place?”

          I nearly jumped out of my skin when he spoke. I definitely jumped out of his chair.  My face heated up again. I try working my mouth but nothing’s coming out.

          “Calm down. I’m not upset with you.”

          I stop and take a breath, “I…I…does stuff like that happen a lot?”

          Ares leans forward and presses a few keys, “Elizabeth is known for coming on to new employees. She’s been dealt with.”

          “Oh. Wait, dealt with…how.”

          “She’s now in Wren’s services.”

          “Wait, you didn’t…”

          “Have sex with her. No. I don’t like blondes. She doesn’t like the arrangement but it’s her own fault. No one told her to sleep with her clients.”

          “She’s screwing her clients?”

          “That’s how they were able to delay making the proper payments to her. She went in and fixed their records to show that payments were made when they were not.”

          “She’s not getting fired for that?”
          “She’s been transferred to Wren’s services. Her client’s debts are now hers.”

          “Damn, I feel kinds sorry for her.”

          “Don’t be. She fucked my last assistant,” Ares says turning off the screens, “Come, wee need to be leaving for the Brogue Company.”

          “Who?”

          “They are a smaller lending company that’s eight floors down. They want us to do their security.”

         

 

          I look at my watch, nine thirty-six. We’ve been in meetings all day long. Four were even outside of the building, which was nice considering one was a lunch meeting. Too bad there couldn’t have been a dinner meeting, but with the way I feel right now, I’d probably fall asleep in my food. I don’t know how Ares can do all of this, even more so be himself. I sit down at my desk to find two stacks of papers. I lean back in my chair and press the heels of my palms against my eyes. I’m wiped. I perk up some when I hear footsteps coming towards me.

          “Go lie down in one of the spare rooms. The next meeting isn’t for another two hours.”

          “Another meeting?” I say blinking, “Who has a meeting at,” I look at the wall clock, “eleven at night?”

          “Club owners that keep the same hours as the clubs they own.”

          “I guess doing security you’d have to be available at strange hour,” I say standing up. I stretch as Ares heads to the kitchen. The man keeps himself fueled on coffee. I walk down the hall and open the door at the end just before the turn to a simple but comfortable looking room. I loosen my tie as I walk over tithe twin sized bed. As soon as I sit down I feel the day come back to me. I don’t think I’ve ever written that much for any of my classes as I’ve written today. I went through almost two legal pads, one and a half with Siren meetings alone. I slip out of my shoes and lie down. Man this bed is comfortable. I close my eyes and that’s it.

 

 

          “Daniels, Daniels, wake up. It’s time to go,” I hear. I moan as I don’t like being pulled out of my sleep. I then feel a hand at my shoulder, “You need to wake up Daniels. I’m not in the mood to be late since we have another meeting after this one.”

          “What?” I say opening my eyes. Ares is leaning over me. Even in the dim light his eyes are sparkling and gorgeous, “Oh yeah, meeting. Ok I’m up,” I sit up and rub my eyes. Ares walks back to the door.

          “There’s some coffee sitting on your desk,” he says and leaves.

          I sigh and sit up. Quickly putting on my shoes I head back to my area to find the two stacks of papers gone and an insulated cup bearing the company’s logo on it waiting for me, the steam drifting up from the two holes in the top. I pick it up and take a sip. Ah, perfection. Thank you guru of the bean.

 

 

          The outside of the place of our next meeting has the typical normal-on-the-outside look as er approach Club Yume. There wasn’t even a line outside. I cock my brow at this, but once we got inside the heavy metal doors it was a different story altogether. The setup is more like a lounge than a club. Red, plush looking seats and low glass tables are placed in small clusters throughout the large room with an open space where a couple of guys were moving for the pleasure of the patrons. My guess is that this is a private club that you’d need some connections to get into.

          I follow in line behind Ares and the host through the spacious area. I look around casually and notice they’re only guys here. And of course they’d have to look at new faces in the crowd. I mean, I don’t blame them; Ares is nice to look at. But then I pick up on the fact that many of them are looking at me. Oh great, it starts again. The lighting is just so that I’m sure my eyes look a smoky violet or something of the like. I try to ignore the way the heads would lean together or the way a few licked their lips while their eyes would travel up and down my form. Thankfully we’re led down a hallway out of questioning eyes. The host opens a door and we come into a spacious room filled with monitors. There are two men are sitting down and another man standing between then watching what’s taking place around the club. I stand beside Ares as we wait for them to finish what their doing. The man in the middle leans over to the man on his right and points at a screen. The one sitting presses a few buttons and a large screen to our right comes to life. The man in the middle looks at the large screen. My eyes follow in that direction to see two men having sex in what looked like a private room within the club. After a minute or so, the man in the middle smiles as the blonde that’s riding the other man’s cock cums, a look of pure ecstasy on his face.

“Another satisfied customer,” the man says then looks at us before motioning us to sit at a round table not too far from the large screen. He taps the man’s shoulder and the image disappears. We sit with Ares sitting beside the man and I across from him, “I’m glad we can finally meet Chambers. You’re definitely a hard man to get a hold of,” the man looks at me, “Tristan James,” he says holding out his hand to me.

“Sky Daniels,” I answer shaking hands with him. Tristan didn’t let go of my hand right away. Oh please people, just leave me alone. I’ve had enough today.

“He’s kind of young Chambers. You sure he can handle your schedule?”

“It’s his second day. We’ll see at the end of the week,” Ares replies, “Now what did you wish to see me about?”

“I need a major upgrade on the system here and I know you’re the best. Four months ago a friend of a now former member hacked the feeds and started selling them online. We’ve added extra software but I still want a complete overhaul. I’m lucky enough that all of the members haven’t sued me because of it. You know I’ll spare no expense when it comes to your security. Oh, my sister-in-law wanted me to thank you again for your work at Amverby. No problems since you streamlined their operation.”

Ares nodded, “How soon do you wish to start?”

“Next week if possible. I’ll be closing the club for renovations for a few weeks. I’m doing some updating to the VIP rooms and figured that would be as good a time as any.”

“I’ll send a team Sunday for a walk through after you close.”

“That’s perfect,” Tristan says leaning back in his chair. His eyes come to rest on me, “Have you ever modeled?”

“No sir,” I answer.

Tristan shakes his head, “No need for the ‘sir’ bit. I’m younger than your boss here.”

“Ok,” I say writing down a note to remind myself about Sunday.

“Ya know,” he says leaning forward, “If you ever get bored with Chambers here I’ve got a friend that would kill to have some shots of you. He started up a magazine last year and I'm sure he’d love to have you pose for it.”

“I, um, uh…”

“Stop trying to lure away my assistant James,” Ares says, “I just got him. He’s not going anywhere.”

Tristan sat back in his chair again, “What happened to the last one? He was pretty easy on the eyes, but not as much as this one.”

“He belongs to Rex,” Ares says, his tone implying that was all we were going to hear about it.

“I see,” Tristan says. Ok really, I never want to be around Rex. I don’t care how many people are present, “You’ll stay for a mini show won’t you? On the house of course.”

I look at Ares, unreadable as always.

“Fine. No sex this time.”

“Huh?”

Tristan stands and we do the same. What the hell is going on now? I follow Tristan and Ares out of the monitoring room further away from the main room. We turn left and come to a large man standing in front of a velvet rope. He smiles at Tristan and nods to Ares before allowing access. As I walk by he gives me the once over then smiles. Geez. Tristan takes us through a short series of corridors before stopping in front of a large white door. He opens the door and Ares walks in like he knows the routine. I stand there for a second.

“Go on Sky. No one bites unless you want them to,” he says grinning. I swallow and step inside.

My eyes widen as I take in the scene of the room. There are sections of seating much like that up front but the seats are white to the deep red. I spot Ares sitting off to the side and a guy dressed in what seemed like strips of cloth kneeling beside him. The brunette smiles and looks in my direction. I try to walk over as casual as I could muster. The casualness ends as I come around a section of cushioned seats and out of the corner of my eye I see a patron sitting with his legs spread and a guy dressed like the brunette with short blonde hair deftly licking his cock. Oh…hell. I look to the right of me quickly only to see a guy with short black hair bobbing away on another patron while his naked ass is being parted by another patron’s face, the patrons hands busy jerking himself and the employee. I blink and head straight to Ares. As soon as I sit down a cute strawberry blonde comes up and plops himself between my legs at my feet, his blue eyes sparkling.

“Well aren’t you a cutie,” he says leaning on my right leg, “I’m Adrian and you are?”

“Sky. Sky Daniels.”

“That’s a unique name for a guy to have.”

“I guess.”

Adrian rubs my thigh, “You’re definitely a newbie but don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you.”

“There’s no sex Adrian,” Ares spoke turning his attention away from the brunette.

Adrian pouts, “Oh pooh. Well, maybe next time eh?”

I look over at Ares. His attention is taken back by the brunette moving to sit beside him. Ares places his hand on the brunette’s thigh as the leaned against Ares. Ares turns his attention along with other patrons and workers to the center of the room as a pair took the spotlight. Seductive music starts playing and the lights dim. The pair began dancing. As they made their way to each other their clothes slid from their bodies like water on the side of a glass. They made it look effortless and their bodies were lean and tempting. Yeah, they were built of this kind of work. When they met in the center they shared a lustful kiss while rubbing against each other as tantalizing as possible. A few moans could be heard just above the music. I felt something near my crotch and look down to see Adrian’s head resting dangerously close to my piece. He reached back to run his fingers through his hair and brushes against me. Shit. It’s enough that I’m in a private gay club with my boss of all people and now I’ve got one of the employees trying to get me hard. And I really can’t think about anything other than sex with the section closest to us going at it like it’s no big deal. I risk a side glance at Ares and he’s actually looking relaxed for once. The brunette was resting his head on Ares’ shoulder, his hand over top Ares between his legs now. I quickly turn my attention back to the center of the room only to see that one of the dancers is on his knees kissing the other’s thigh. Great. I feel Adrian’s head move and I look down to see his head tilted back looking up at me. He smile and mouths, ‘Are you having fun’ to me and I smile nervously. I spot movement to my left and by reflex I look. The brunette had Ares’ fingers interlaced with his and stroking his cock. I risk taking a look at Ares and he was focused on the entertainment. Holy shit, this can’t be real. My attention is then focused back between my legs as Adrian turns around and is nuzzling my piece with his nose. I want to push him away but let’s face it, I haven’t had any in a while and this was feeling good. I kinda wanted a blowjob and Adrian is such a cutie for a strawberry blonde. Even the dusting of freckles across the bridge of his nose was cute. Oh geez, I really need to get laid if I’m thinking someone’s freckles are cute.

Adrian then stops and looks up at Ares, “Please?” Ares looks at him and then at me, and then between my legs. Good grief Charlie Brown! I don’t need my boss checkin’ out my wood. He then looks back ad Adrian and nods. ‘What the?’ the thought was stopped when I felt my zipper going down. I look down and Adrian is at work pulling me out and stroking me softly, licking his lips. No way, this is not happening! I am not about to get a blowjob with my boss sitting right beside me! I look around and other patrons are paying the strawberry blonde no attention what so ever. I look back at Ares and he’s busy with the brunette.

I open my mouth to say something to him when all coherent thought left my mind as my piece is firmly entrenched in Adrian’s deliciously hot mouth. My eyes roll back in my head as his tongue goes to work on the underside of my piece. Damn he’s good. I lean my head back and go with the flow. Fuck, I couldn’t stop this even if I wanted to. My hands find their way into his locks and he moans. Oh shit does that ever feel good. I push his head down gently and Adrian starts bobbing on me. Man it’s been a long time. I have to moan, it’s too good not to. Screw everyone else. I’ve had a hard day, no pun intended. Adrian comes back up to my head and sucks like he’s trying to get a milkshake through a tiny straw, I’m in total heaven. Adrian then strokes my shaft in time with his tongue licking my slit.

“Sweet fuck you’re good,” I breathe out.

Adrian pulls off my piece with a wet pop, “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself cutie,” he strokes my shaft a few times, “With a cock like this, who wouldn’t want to suck you.”

“Mmm, that looks yummy,” says the brunette, “can I have a taste too?” he looks at Ares batting his lashes. Ares nods and the brunette leans over him to lick my piece. Holy hell. Adrian starts licking opposite him and I had to groan at the sensation of two tongues on me. Somehow I look over to my boss whose hand is now occupied with one of the strips of cloth barely concealing the brunette’s sac as a new pair come to the center of the room. I close my eyes and let them take me over, one sucking on my head and the other licking the veins on my shaft. I place a hand on each head and grip the brunette’s hair as he’s the one sucking on my head as I loose my load. I finally open my eyes when he lets off my spent piece, a trail of seed runs down his chin as he leans up and Adrian licks it clean.

“Very tasty,” Adrian says and the brunette nods. He then straddles Ares to get his attention. Ares looks up at him and the brunette smiles. He leans down and kisses Ares gently on the lips only before deepening the kiss. SHIT! That guy just sucked me off and now he’s kissing Ares! My eyes go wide as I blink. Ares is taking control of the kiss. My jaw drops, “It seems like Ares likes how you taste too,” Adrian says in my ear. I turn to look at him and he smiles, “Don’t worry honey, Ares likes to be the one in control,” he gives me a quick peck on the lips and the straddles me and we watch those two play tonsil hockey.

Ares slips a hand between them to stroke the brunette. The brunette whimpers and thrusts into his hand. Ares soon breaks the kiss and looks at Adrian, “He’s close.”

Adrian leans over and duck his head between then and soon enough the brunette is blowing his load.

“We’re done here,” Ares says once Adrian finishes sucking the brunette dry. The brunette smiles at me before giving Ares a light kiss on the cheek. Adrian licks his lips and smiles at me before doing the same. The pair remove themselves from our laps (after Adrian tucks me in) and go about their business. Ares straightens his tie and stands up. I get up a bit slower as Ares is already heading to the door. We get outside and the cool air feels great on my face. Yeah, that was a very interesting meeting.

“We need to hurry. Daevin will be waiting for us,” Ares says as we walk to his BMW.

“We have another meeting with him?”

“Yes, he’ll want to know how these outside meetings went.”

“Oh goody.”

 

We arrive back at Siren and head for Daevin’s office. Surprisingly Carol was still there and it’s like two fifteen in the morning. She smiles as we approach and tells us that Daevin just arrived to his office. I am beyond tired. I don’t know how I’m even functioning. We walk into the owner’s office. He’s got three tumblers ready and waiting. If only I weren’t underage. Daevin hands us each a glass.

“Uh, sir…”

“I know it’s not the first time you’ve ever had alcohol Daniels, drink it,” Daevin says. I tip the glass to my lips. Half of it’s gone before I register the taste. I pull the glass back and eye the rest.

“What is this?”

Daevin takes a sip before answering, “It’s Pappy Van Winkle. The preferred drink of ol’ blue eyes himself. You do know who that is, right?”

“Francis Albert Sinatra,” I say absently before taking a sip. I let it wash over my tongue before swallowing, savoring the rich taste. Damn, that’s some good stuff.

“So you do have a clue. Very Good Daniels,” Daevin says stepping closer to me, “Did he enjoy Adrian and Tennison?”

My jaw drops. The fucking hell?

“Yes,” Ares answers then takes a sip of his drink. I look at my boss. Are these two in cahoots or somethin’? Daevin steps behind me. His free hand comes around and cups my piece. I almost drop my glass.

“I take it James wants to do an upgrade?” he asks Ares. His index finger plays along my piece.

“Yes. A team will be going in after hours Sunday,” Ares responds, his expression long since gone back to unreadable.

“How was the mini show?” Daevin asks, hand going to my zipper.

“Uh, sir, what are you doing?” I ask looking down at his hand. He pulls my zipper down and reaches inside. I look back up at Ares. No help there.

“You have to realize Daniels that sex does play a role in things here at Siren. My escort services are top of the line, my adult video production companies crank out more movies than Bollywood, my clubs are the clubs that everyone wants to get into. The people you see walking around here are at the top of their game whether it’s business administration or giving a handjob during a meeting,” he says taking out my piece, “Chambers, make sure Clark is transferred to Rex. He seems to think he needs to focus more on getting his latest boyfriend off instead of listening to me during the fiscal meeting for his division.”

“It will be handled,” Ares replies taking another sip. What the fuck? It’s one thing to get a blowjob with my boss sitting next to me, but now I’ve got the owner of one of the most powerful companies on the planet playing with my piece! This is too much! Not even a keg of magic can help me deal with this. And my boss is just standing there like this is commonplace!

“Sir, can you not do this?” I ask, wanting to reach down and stop him.

“Daniels, you haven’t been here long enough to walk through the lobby and see some hot chick riding an ad executive or to see a package handler get pulled into an empty conference room for a quickie,” Daevin says as he starts to stroke me, “You missed McCarthy getting a blowjob on your first day by twelve minutes. Jackson did stellar work on him,” he looks down over my shoulder at my piece, “Not to shabby down there Daniels. Nice thick head,” he comments gently pinching my head with his thumb and index finger. Great, now I’m hard again. Why won’t these people just quit? “A nice thick shaft too. I’m sure Adrian loved having this down his throat,” he says pumping my length. Fuck, why does his hand have to feel so good? “Adrian did a good job on this?”

“Yes,” Ares answers. So he was looking!

Daevin continues to stroke me. Before I realize it, I’m leaning against him. Oh hell, “That’s all you have to do Daniels. Enjoy it. It’s not often that I do this. Chambers can attest to that,” he passes his finger over my slit and I can’t help but let out a soft moan and close my eyes. Damn these people and their fuckin’ good hands, “There will be people in this company that will be more than willing to pleasure you Daniels. I’m sure Chambers has given you some background information on the company. And since you’re new and the assistant to the head of securities, men and women around here will want you. I trust you’ll do a better job than his last one,” Daevin’s hand then moves faster, I almost found myself thrusting into it. His finger passes over my slit again taking liquid. I open my eyes as I feel his hand leave my piece, they get wide when I see Daevin bring his finger to his mouth and takes a taste, “Hmm, not bad. Have you has a taste Chambers?”

“No,” came the answer. What, did that brunette lick his mouth clean before he kissed him? Or…was Ares actually lying to his boss…Oh shit…

“You really should,” Daevin says, his hand going back to my piece and stroking me, “You'll be handling Andrews later on this morning?” he says holding out his tumbler to Ares. He takes it and nods. Daevin stops stroking my piece to unbuckle my belt. Please don’t tell me there’s more to this! My belt comes open and so does my pants. Daevin strokes me a few more times before carefully putting me back inside my boxers. He hold my still hard piece flat to my stomach as he zips my pants then rebuckles my belt. My head is just above my belt and he gives me another gentle pinch before withdrawing from me completely and taking his glass back from Ares. I down the rest of my bourbon and move to set the glass back on the drink cart.

“How many meetings are you scheduled for today Chambers?”

“Six.”
          “Cancel everything after Andrews. Give Daniels the day off he looks beat.”

“He’s fine.”
          “He looks worn out to me.”

“I’ll be fine sir,” I speak up.

“Chambers, let the boy rest. You can’t expect him to keep pace with you just because he’s younger. See me when you’re done with Andrews. That’s all.”

Ares nods and hands Daevin his glass and we head out. Man what a day.