Busy Brendan

This is a work of fiction and includes gay sex. I do not condone anyone reading it if it is illegal for them to do so. I do condone everyone else reading it though.This story is by me and I wrote it today.
Busy Brendan, by John Koziar
I hadn’t seen Brendan in years. He was always the hottest guy in school. Inexplicably brown skin, impossibly ripped muscles; no one understood why he was so good-looking.He was also charming and everyone knew he would go into business. We were good friends, we’d played video games together on many occasions and shared high school classes. But as high school wore on, he became more and more involved with sales, and he developed a thirst for success that made him less enjoyable to be around. Everything about him was fake. Whenever you met him, he’d call you by name, smile, nod, and touch your elbow or shoulder.
But worst of all Brendan was straight, and sexy straight people annoy me. That shouldn’t be allowed. So he went to university for business and I went to a different university for sciences. Imagine my surprise when we were to meet again years later. It surprised both of us. I was a consultant for his company and he was my liaison. We had a meeting scheduled for six o’clock at a bar downtown and it wasn’t till we saw each other that we knew who we were meeting. I realised quickly that I was finally where I wanted to be. I had something he wanted, and it would be a test of how far he’d go for success to see what he’d do for it.
After a few pleasantries, I said “So you want me to give your company a favourable review.”
“…well yeah.”
“Come back to my apartment with me and I’ll see what I can do about it.”
“You what? You mean…”
“Yes.”
“I’m not gay.”
“I know.”
“I’m married.”
“I know.”
He paused in thought, but I could see he was going to do it. Fine, perhaps there was a chance to save him. If I make his experience degrading enough, will he realise what he’s doing, just for money? Will he want his dignity back? Maybe I wouldn’t've gone through with this for an old high school friend except that he was still so damn sexy.
He smiled grimly. “Fine.”
We got into the cab and told the driver where to head. I turned to him, gave him the finger, said “suck it.” He did. When my finger was covered in saliva, I told him to kiss me like he’d kiss his wife. As he leaned over, I untucked his shirt at the back, stuck my hand down his pants, and started fingering his ass.....................


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