Pornstar (mxm)

Chapter 5

Since mister Tanner always came in earlier than Jennings had, Warren had begun getting in earlier too, so on Monday morning at 8:32, he exited the elevator. Monica had apparently just gotten there too, because she was still busy setting up the coffee.

"Good morning, Warren! Mister Tanner wants to see you in his office immediately." She gestured towards his door with her head.

"He's already in again?" Warren groaned. It was as if Tanner came earlier every bloody day.

"Yup, and said he wanted to see you as soon as you came in."

Warren sighed, hanging up his jacket before knocking on the door and waiting to be called in.

"Good morning, mister Tanner. You wanted to see me?" Warren greeted politely. Unlike on all other mornings, Jennings wasn't there anymore, leaving Warren alone with Tanner for the first time since that night.

"Shut the door," Tanner ordered firmly, and Warren did as he was told.

"Now that my uncle is gone, a few things are going to change around here," Tanner continued.

Warren nodded anxiously, shifting from one foot to the other; he wanted to run away but didn't dare.

"What are you doing standing by the door? Come over here," Tanner ordered, making a gesture with his hand.

Warren complied, coming to a halt in front of his desk.

"Since you've proven to be completely inept at your job, but my uncle is very fond of you and specifically said you should learn to please me, I think you should get started with that." He smirked coldly, coming forth from behind his desk.

"E-excuse me?" Warren stuttered horrified, taking a step back.

"Where did we leave off last time? Ah yes." Carelessly, Tanner brushed all the papers and random things from his desk, letting them crash on the floor. "Take your clothes off," he ordered sternly.

"W-what? But... No," Warren mumbled, terrified, but Tanner just smirked at him.

"Do you want me to fire you?" he asked in a mocking, amused tone.

"No! I need this job! But...But..." Warren didn't know what to say.

"Then be a good boy and do what I say." Tanner gave him a malicious smile as he began removing his own clothes.

"I don't want to," Warren whispered weakly.

"No one cares what you want," Tanner snapped coldly. "But hey, if it makes you feel better, you can pretend I'm Jack," he added with a laugh once he was done revealing his perfect body that Warren couldn't help but stare at. "That's what you want, isn't it?"

"I-I don't want you..." Warren mumbled just as quietly as before.

"Hm, really? Cuz it seems to me like you do," Tanner said amused, closing the short distance between them and groping him without warning.

"No, wait!" Warren gasped as the man's rough hand grasped his erection through his clothes.

Tanner laughed loudly. "You're so pathetic. Saving yourself for someone who doesn't even know you exist!"

"I'm not pathetic! I love Jack!" Warren tried to push him away, but it was useless because Tanner had him trapped against the heavy, wooden desk.

"Really? Because it seems to me like you're so desperate you go for whoever'll have you." Tanner kept laughing as he pushed him roughly on top of the desk and began shoving aside Warren's clothes.

"That's not true!" Warren argued in vain while the other man stripped him.

"Of course it is. Look at you - I barely touched you and you're ready to cum," he mocked, crawling up on the desk and placing his full weight on Warren, who was torn between his love for Jack and his lust for Tanner.