"Sir, your new personal secretary is here to see you," Said V, the front desk lady as she stuck her head through the office door, a pink hello kitty clipboard tucked under her arm.
"Send him in," Replied Zak, barely looking up from the very super duper important documents in front of him. Zak was v tall and about as good looking as a Hemsworth brother, as so many people seemed to tell him.
V nodded before opening the door to let in the new assistant. Zak looked up to see the incredibly attractive young man walk through the door. He was perfect, pure maddening sex, and he knew it, and he played on it, dripped it, and allowed you to suffer for it. he leaned against the door, his dark curtain bangs falling over his eyes.
"Hello," said the new secretery, "I'm Max. You must be Zak."
Zak couldn't compute. he had never seen such a hot piece of meat before. If careless whisper was a person, it was sure to be the very man that stood in his doorway. He was bold, yet shy. Attentive, but aloof. sexc, but modest.
Zak walked over to where Max was standing and held out his hand. Max shook it. They could both feel the spark between them as their moist hands grasped each other.
Zak closed the door, "I would like to ravish you," He said dramatically.
"Ditto," agreed Max, "oh, zak, Your body calls to me like how a lost baby goat calls for its mother"
At the same time, the two equally sexy and hot men drew each other into a passionate kiss, and before they knew it, found each other scrambling to take off the other's clothes.
Zak ran his hand over Max's rock hard abs, "Nice six-pack," he complimented, "it reminds me of a Cadbury milk chocolate bar"
"Thanks," max replied, "its probably all the beetroot soup I've been eating,"
they continued to kiss, their tounges combatting each other like a pair of seagulls fighting over a hot chip.
Max moaned as Zak pushed him against the wall.
"Однажды я убил человека" he whispered.
"Poggers," said zak before he body-slammed max onto the desk.
"Wow, Zak senpai, you are so strong and macho," purred Max, unphased about the fact that he was just decked by his boss. it was ok tho. it was one of his many weird kinks.
They continued to french right there on the desk. it was a very frenchy kiss. very oui oui baguette. like moose from the marketing department downstairs.
"Wait," Said Max after a moment," I don't think I can do this!"
"It's ok, Max-chan."
"But I'm a virg-"
"Shh," Zak pressed a finger to Max's lips, "I'll be gentle, don't worry my sweet skater boi"
he then put his thumb in max's mouth. And then the other one. And then two more.
"Wider," he said as he put in one more.
"I bet you've never had this many thumbs in your mouth."
max hadn't.
They kissed like they were desperate, separated for years and had only minutes to spare until the world ended, rushing, breathless, hands-teeth-tongue. They swayed against each other, like how the lazy ocean hugs the shore.
until-
Max cried out, "Oh, Zak!"
"Oh, Max!"
"Oh, Zak!"
"Oh, Max!"
"Oh, Zak!"
"Oh, Max!"
"Oh, Zak!"
"Oh, Max!"
"Oh, Zak!"
the sex feelings flooded both of their bodies like a charging heard of itty bitty elephants. we're talking really small, micro, teeny weeny...just like max's pp.
The exchange continued with each thrust until rhey both began to tremble like the old lady across the street's rabid chihuahua which was probably called princess. with a dramatic, high-pitched earrghh! not unlike the sound of a tortoise humping a croc, they flopped off each other, panting.
"Wow," said max between breaths, "That was-"
"breathtaking!" they said at the same time, laughing at the terrible pun.
and at that moment they knew that they were made for each other.
~ fin ~
