Do it

Well, shit.

A variety of options run through your mind, and none of them sound like a way to get out of this predicament to you. Junior wants what he wants and there's no way you'll be able to convince him otherwise. If you don't suck him off, you're going to get fired, and you can't have that.

You scowl. "Alright," you say. "I'll blow you. How're we going to do this?"