Work is a Bit of a Mouthful and Further Confusion with Questioning

Finally, he arrived at work, as he entered he saw the Receptionist look up as he handed his Work ID to her for her to scan. Today she was wearing an extremely smart work blouse with pencil skirt. The blouse especially drew his attention he had never realized just how well Cathy dressed and sadly more peopel focused on her breasts. Pausing, he coughed awkwardly, before saying, "I just wanna say Cathy, your dress style is impeccable." she looked up rather flummoxed and nodded, "Uh... thank you, David..." he blushed. Wait, he never blushed, like why was it so weird for him compliment her style.

"Ryan, expects you in Conference Room 2."

Taking his card back he marched over to the lift and pressed his floor. Focusing all his attention on the Muzak playing from the speakers.

After what felt too long, he arrived at his floor and got out. Stepping into the office area he head towards the conference room as instructe. Pushing open the door, he saw other office members with what appeared to be upper level management and likely the Client. Sitting himself down, he watched as Ryan began to speak, "I've called you all in your day off because our Client, Rygel Ltd have requested not just requested a complete rebrand but also for us to construct their entire infrastructure. I hope you all know this is a massive boon, but it does mean we will require some of our more freelance workers to come in more regularly if we are to finish this in the alloted time."

Ryan moved away as one of the suits probably the client stepped up, "Yes, Mr Cleary is correct we were so astounded at how well you handled our website we felt having you rebuild our entire network would be beneficial. This would also entail having your company to scrub any of the lies from the Browser by clever use of metadata and tags. Our CEO believes you can bring Zenith Industries into a prosperous golden age. I promise you will be paid well for this and if this contract goes well we can discuss perhaps putting your name out to other CEOs we are in contact with."

With that a presentation began to play, this was utter bullshit. He had taken on Freelance position because of the freedom it entailed, now he was being demanded to ignore his actual contract and instead obey this diktat. No this would not do, Ryan this time has gone too far. There was being paid well and there was terms of his actual contract being impugned. Watching, the Slideshow, he focused instead on what he would say to Ryan. This was clearly a scheme by him to fuck over David, Ryan had always hated him. And hated how he could choose most of the time when to come in.

Once the Conference finished and questioned had been answered, or more just ignored or finagled David waited until Ryan left to follow him to his office, and without knocking entered and demanded, "Ryan this is goddamn insulting to terms of my contract. I made an agreement with the company. A contract, a contract I have in paper. If you don't rethink this Ryan I will be **** to bring this to a lawyer."

Ryan looked up, holding a glass in his hand,"Oh Hello, David did not see you come in, do please sit down."

David rolled my eyes in frustration, "You are not listening. I have a contract. The terms stipulate clearly, as a Freelance Worker I don't operate by same rules as the rest of the company. That is exact reason I took this job because of freedom my contract provided."

Ryan continues to look uncaring, "You are one of our best coders, the company would be remiss to not use their resources."

David protested even louder, "I am not their resource. I am freelance. I could easily go elsewhere and not have to deal with severance."

At this, Ryan expression grew cold, "Yes you could, but you won't. We are one of the highest paying website designers/coding business. There is less opportunities elsewhere." he paused before resuming his calm but bored expression, "Besides, you are being paid for this. A substantial salery for this. Opportunities like being allowed to redesign a Corporation digital infrastructre entirely are rare. Surely you can think of that promise of that?"

He was right, but again this was not what I had agreed on in my Contract, and I had bigger concerns than work, "It doesn't matter Ryan. A Contract is a Contract and not even your nepotism will get this to change."

With that remark, Ryan face turned red, "I warn you David, times are changing and if you are not careful you will find you have less friends in this company than you first thought."

Wait, what did he mean, was there something David was not aware of?

"I repeat a contract is a contract."

There was no way David was going to let them win here. Ryan began walking over to the computer leaving me to stare in confusion, "Nepotism, does have it's advantage." he sneered. With that I immediately began to pay attention, "Wait, what is going on."

"As Senior Manager by agreement of the board I have means to deduct from your wages. Of course official explanation is you were uncooperative and less of team player."

I blinked in horror, my wages were huge reason I could afford the apartment I lived in. He saw my expression, "Oh what is that about your contract? Well if your contract so inflexible we will need to consider your current wage?"

No, he couldn't do this, could he? Had the Board really given The Senior Managers control of the Wages for the company? David knew nepotism ran deep in this company. Still I hoped as a Freelancer I would be safe from this.

Sighing, I had to admit defeat here, "Okay, we can maybe rethink the contract. But all I ask is I can work at home."

Ryan looked at me with wry amusement, "No. Beg."

David stared utterly incredulous, "Mr Cleary be more reasonable. My wage is how I can afford my apartment."

Why the hell had David said that? Ryan immediately looked liked the cat among the canaries, "Tell you what David, I'll keep your wage and hours the same if you suck my cock."

For a few seconds David said nothing, just completely horrified, "That is sexual harassment."

Ryan laughed, "And, no one will ever believe you. Suck my cock and I'll consider not deducting your wages?"

The horrifying thing was the offer was so tempting to David, like he found himself imagining it and even enjoying it. What the hell was going on with his mind? Like he was straight right? Why was he suddenly so enamoured and tempted to do this? It was to just keep his wages right? Like there was no other reason he wanted this? Yet he found him growing hard at the idea. Rock hard, fuck he wanted to. He really fucking wanted to. Never had he wanted anything more. Did this mean he was bi? Who cares, he just wanted to indulge in this.

Without hesitation he whispered, "Fine, I'll suck your cock."

Ryan smirked and replied, "I am sorry David, did not hear you."

Growling in frustration and unable to control myself anymore he rushed at Ryan tore his trousers down and his boxers and knelt taking Ryan's generous member into his mouth and instictively began to suck, back and forth. Ryan blinked in shock seemingly shocked at how direct and aggressive David had been, "Oh wow... mm... I was... FUCK YOU ARE GOOD... EXPECTING THAT.". Not even caring anymore, David just continued to slurp and suck using his hands to massage the balls as he took this thick throbbing member into his mouth.

This was wild, David was loving this, loving being **** into this, he wanted to deny all of this. But he just continued unabated. Bobbing his mouth back and forth trying to push it deeper. He savoured the taste. Swallowing as much of Ryan's tool as he could take. Then gagging and wishing Ryan strong hand would start to fuck his mouth. He wanted so badly to be pumped full of that semen. Pumped so full again and again. He even wondered if he could become Ryan's secretary. Ryan still shocked was growling and holding David's head, then he spoke a word, a word that triggered something primal in David, "Holy shit you are one good slut!"

He felt his pathetic cock cum over his boxers loving being called a slut. Loving it so much. More changes both mental and physical were taking place with David. His 'Pec's grew a little more prominent, while his pathetic member shrunk very slightly and ass grew a little more round. Mental changes were far more drastic, David loved cock, he loved it so much wanted to suck and slurp it. He was not straight, never been straight he was bi. Being made to do things excited him so much especially by big powerful men and David thought it was waste of a day if he didn't give one blowjob and swallow or get a facial or even have his 'Pecs' covered.

As if on cue, Ryan came, and without question without being asked swallowed as much as he could before showing what remained in his mouth. Ryan looked a little confused and intrigued, "Okay... um David how about this we never discuss this again and um you will get your wages garnished." standing back up, David grinned and even giggled, wait giggled? No laughed, if he had known this was way the way to get Ryan thrown he had done it long ago. Maybe, he could exploit this, yeah he should start changing way he dressed show Ryan who's in charge.

David felt overjoyed, he finally had a way to **** Ryan, and he got a ton out of it. He may be Gymbro, but his cock was so fucking hot.

Skipping back to his own office, he started finishing touches on website, intending to focus entirely on the new project.