Short Stories

Lucky Star 2

"I don't know Ty." I sighed looking off to the side. This morning Tyrell and I were having our usual meeting to discuss plans. We were trying to figure out some stupid shit out that involved losing packages but I was distracted.

"Alright. We can talk about this later. What the fuck is wrong with you?" He folded his arms across his chest.

"Me and Star tried to have sex a few nights ago." I started.

"Yeah and I don't care if that's your issue as long as ya'll don't fall out I'm fine." He shrugged.

"That's not the problem. The problem is last night I tried to fuck this girl but I couldn't get it up," before I could finish he started laughing. "Hey don't make me ask you about Bassir." I threatened. That shut him up pretty fast. "I got hard eventually but only when I thought about Star. I quickly fucked her and left." I finished.

"Well have you seen Star since y'all messed around and what does tried to have sex mean?" He questioned.

"So in gay sex you have a top and a bottom. We are both tops and that means we both do the fucking and were not letting up on that. All we did that night was jerk each other and kiss. I haven't seen him since." I explained.

"Oh." He gave a stiff nod. I know Tyrell don't like hearing about gay sex but he is open to helping me. He is a great best friend because it doesn't matter who it is, he'll listen to any relationship problem I have. "Well maybe you need to go see him and talk it out."

"Yeah but I want sex and that can't happen with him." I groaned. I was in a bad place. "I can't keep fucking people while thinking about him it's disrespectful to those people."

"Sounds like you're fucked." He laughed. "Now back to work."

*~*~*

I need to solve this problem before it drives me crazy. All day I only thought about Star and how good his body feels. My dick was rock solid when I thought about him and it was messing with my head. I have to confront him.

With my mind made up I took the elevator to his office. Since we only had a few floors, getting to his office didn't take long. It was late so everyone was gone. The only people still here were me, Tyrell, Star, and a few people who had deadlines to meet.

I made it to Star's office without running into anybody but when I got there I could hear voices. Well not quite voices but moans. I knew Star's moans and the moans I was hearing now were not his. These moans were higher in pitch and annoying. Star moans were deep and he moaned in a different language.

I walked into the office with a tight feeling in my chest. Zola was sitting at his desk with some twink in between his legs. It looked like the twink was trying to fit his dick in his mouth but was failing and boredom showed on Zola's face.

"Am I interrupting something?" I smirked leaning against the door. My face didn't show the anger I felt inside. I know I don't have the right to be mad but seeing the lazy dicker sucker on Zola was making me angry. The bored look on his face was making it worse.

"No." He answered before the twink could answer. "You can leave Brandon." He told the dazed boy on the ground. Brandon got up off the floor with a fire red blush on his face. He quickly scruired past me. I watched as he left out the door with a smile. He was a cutie. I'll give him that.

"Does he work for our company?" I asked, sitting on the chair across from Star. I watched as he tucked his semi hard dick back into his boxers and zipped his pants up.

"No he does not." He sighed. "What brings you here?"

"Why did you look so bored when he was sucking your dick?" I skipped past his question.