This is just a work of fiction. Apprentice is owned by Mark Burnett and NBC. The men in this story are heterosexual, as far as I know. This is just a fantasy.
This is a small tribute to gorgeous hunk Todd, who was kicked off the show WAY too early. If you like the story, please let me know!!!
Todd couldn't believe he'd been fired. He was strong, self-confident, quiet, determined, and very good-looking, just like the first two Apprentices. What was he supposed to do to control crazy Danny? Sit on him? So now he had to go back to being an account executive, back to his wife and kids. He was really looking forward to the time away. He had urges and needs that his happy family life did not always satisfy.
He was already supposed to be gone, but the elevators were broken. He had chosen Danny and Alex as his final 2 for the boardroom, Danny because he thought Danny would get fired and Alex because Alex had taken so much of the blame and was also likely to get fired. Instead...
The silence between him and the other 2 guys was uncomfortable, to say the least. Finally Todd stepped into the bathroom, to punch out a wall or wash the exhaustion out of his grey-brown eyes.
A few moments later, Todd heard the bathroom door open. Alex cautiously peeped his head in the cold, empty room.
"It's alright, Alex."
As Alex got closer, Todd realized his eyes were full of tears. For Alex's part, he couldn't help staring at that gorgeous dimple in Todd's chin. Todd was a tall man with short brown hair. He seemed to be chiseled from marble. His face was so rugged and yet so beautiful. Alex had to pretend to be straight back in his real life, and most of the time he could almost convince himself he was straight. But standing here with this Adonis, his jacket unbuttoned, his pectorals sticking to the damp white dress shirt, his tie loosened, Alex remembered how much he desired men. And if not for him, Todd would still be around. Why did they have to fail? Why did Alex always have to be a failure?
The stress and lack of sleep finally got to Alex. He began to sob. He almost fled, but before he could, Todd wrapped him up in big, strong arms. Alex could never live without a man's touch. Todd lifted up Alex's chin with a thick finger.
"Only a game, pal. I lost. Nothing to feel guilty about. Just go kick Danny's hippie ass."
Alex laughed, mechanically, but he was so lost in Todd's stormy eyes. Todd was so much taller and so sure of himself, even now. And Alex had on these huge glasses that made him look like a nerd and were fogging up from the tears.
On instinct, Todd removed the glasses, putting them on the sink. Alex's eyes were hazel and they were so beautiful. Alex's face was slightly angular but his skin was flawless and his close-cropped hair had just the right amount of highlights. Alex had joked he was a metrosexual, but the soft lisp in his voice and the longing touch of his body told Todd otherwise. Todd was straight, most of the time, but he needed this comfort. And so did Alex.
Todd cupped the back of Alex's head, gently. Roughly, he pulled Alex in for a kiss. Alex opened his mouth to protest but his only answer was Todd's talented tongue sliding into his mouth. Alex moaned and melted into Todd's arms. He had missed this so much.
Alex knew where this would lead. The time was short, even if the bulge in Todd's grey suit pants wasn't. There was no way they could get a hot fuck in before someone noticed they were gone. Instead, he unbuttoned Todd's sweat-stained dress shirt. Untucked the tight fabric. Oh what he'd give to be that shirttail, to be so close to Todd's toned abs and teasing midsection. Todd kept his jacket and shirt on but the shirt was now open, his meaty, quarter-sized nipples rock-hard from the cool air. Alex sank his teeth into them as he ran his fingers down Todd's lightly furred chest. Todd groaned. It had been so long since someone truly lusted after his body. He forcefully growled and pushed Alex's talented lips lower. Alex responded by flicking his tongue inside and around Todd's navel, nibbling the tender hole and then running his smooth cheek up and down Todd's suit pants. He made short work of the pants, pausing to gasp at the size of the manhood in those black boxer briefs. Alex suckled the bulbous head through the cotton fabris, cupping those bull's balls in his soft hands.
Todd couldn't take the tease any long and yanked his shorts down, unintentionally smacking Alex in the face with his full-blooded 8 inch monster. Alex blushed at the trail of cum gliding down his face, and when Todd scooped the dick-juice into his own hefty paw and tasted his own juice. Alex then focused on licking the underside of Todd's veiny schlong. Oh how he wanted this. No time though. He was so horny he deep-throated Todd right there.
Todd began face-fucking him, the slight razor burn against Todd's hairy thighs driving both men wild. Finally, Todd came with a roar, his huge babymaking load pulsating into Alex's throat and down his cheeks.
Alex greedily lapped the semen off his face and scooped up the remnants with his fingers. He savored every drop. He felt like such a whore, but he felt good. He needed the release. And in some ways, it was an apology - one hot apology - for Todd's firing.
He stood up, surprised when Todd yanked his own 6 inches out of his boxers and jacked him off to a quick orgasm. Then they kissed, a kiss of surprising tenderness, Todd's way of showing Alex he had done nothing wrong. And then the elevators were fixed, and Todd went into the night, leaving both men far more secure of their places in the world.