Say fine

"Fine," you say. Did I just agree to suck his dick?

He laughs and say, "Well, fuck, that's what I'm talking about! Okay then, slut, better get started." He spreads his legs in front of you and motions for you to kneel.

You pause for a second. This can't be a good idea. Even if he is really chiseled. Your eyes dart to his muscular chest and biceps. He's such an asshole. So fucking confident all the time.

I'm just doing this for the good of company. I certainly don't want to... wouldn't want to do something like that.

You find yourself on your knees in front of him. He's sitting on a cheap office roller chair, his hips pushed forward. He unzips his fly revealing a pair of blue briefs under his slacks. You can see his erection is already well defined against the smooth cotton.

What the fuck am I doing?

He lifts his ass for a second and slides his pants and underwear down to his knees.

His dick bobs up in front of you, no more than a foot away from your face. It looks to be about six inches in length, about the size of your own, or at least the one you used to have. It's the first uncircumcised penis you've laid eyes on, from this vantage point anyway. You see that he's completely shaved down there.

He reaches down, wraps his hand around base and pulls the skin back revealing the shiny head of his cock. "Go on," he prompts.