Virgil William Griffin III leaned back in his chair. His father was telling him what to do, where to do it and how to, as usual.
His grandfather was head of the company. And everyone assumed he was destined to inherit the position his father held as President and eventually the firm itself.
The blinds were opened so he could see the maze of computer stations outseid, peopel come and go.
The curly blond hair alerted him and he stopped taking notes. His gut began to quiver. Virgil was nervous.
He was expected to marry, have children and continue the family history. Virgil William Griffin the IV would be raised differently he had said to himself often.
The boy got closer as he pushed the wire mesh mail cart near Virgil's office. He wondered what would happen. Would the mail room boy look over? Would he smile? Would he tell anyone? Would he threaten to?
"Yes Dad, er yes Sir I'll take care of it" he said and pushed the earpiece button ending the conversation. There would be lunch with the man in three hours. He'd be grilled as usual. He'd have to promise to go home for the weekend to dine with his entire family. It was the same every week, every Friday.
But this week was different.
Ken Waddson turned the corner. He wore a white shirt an loosened tie. The flourescent lights shown through the cloth. The boy wasn't wearing an undershirt as usual. Virgil could see the outline of the boys torso. His dark pants revealed nothing.
Kenny delivered stacks of mail to various desks as he wheeled the cart closer and closer.
Virgil considered leaving his office. He got more nervous. If the boy blackmailed him, how would he handle it? If the boy told his father, he'd be disowned. If his grandfather heard, he'd be out of the will.
College had been a good time. He was able to escape their scrutiny, their daily todo lists, the family expectations. Then again they were around. After all, the family had built the new swimming gym and he loved to swim. They appeared at various University fundraising events which he too had to attend.
But there were days and nights when he wasn't known as Virgil let alone a Griffin. He was Willy. And like his fellow students, there were opportunities to do things in private that classified as experimentation.
"Hey Willy you're too stoned to go back" his friends said. And as he undressed, the temptation was there. His mouth, hands and butt desired it all. They welcomed him into their private lives.
He danced shirtless at the gay dance bars. He awoke in beds belonging to guys he just met or encountered while drunk or stoned.
Most of all Willy snuggled with men older then him in houses near the campus. "Your Dad would freak" the Economics Professor said as he kissed him. His ongoing affair with the man offered him a relationship he never had as a child.
Kenny got closer and closer. Virgil stood, resolute that he should leave the office or ignore the kid.
"Good Morning Mr. Griffin" Kenny said. he smiled and entered the office.
Virgil was afraid of what the boy would say next.
"Working late?" it was the night before, 9pm. Virgil had begged off dinner with his father saying he had to work late. He really didn't. But cruising the Internet for those websites he visited took time, enjoyable time. By the time the voice startled him, his trousers were full of his erection.
"Uh yea. you too I see" he responded. The curly blond young man lugged boxes of paper into his office "Gotta stock supplies tonight, my turn" he smiled.
He put reams of paper in their designated places.
"I uh think I'm running out of ink there" Virgil said at a loss for future conversation. He wanted to look at the boy. He was young like the ones he saw on the internet. "You're uh..."
"Kenny Sir" the boy stood upright. His white shirt was unbuttoned to his waist. His smooth skin showed through. As he moved, Virgil saw the nipple ring. It excited him.
"right Kenny, don't call me Sir, hell man I'm only a year or two older then you" Virgil clung to his youth having graduated and immediately been plunged into the VP seat in the family firm.
"Well maybe only when others are around then, call me Kenny" the boy stuck out his hand.
Virgil took the hand and shook it, his eyes examing the exposed skin. "Call me Willy when we're uh in private, ok?"
"Sure Mr...uh Kenny" the boy's smile was intoxicating.
"Nipple rings?" Virgil said it before he thought about it.
"Yea, both of em" Kenny opened his shirt to display smooth skin and two gold rings "Flick em and I get excited" he said.
Then Virgil William Griffin III, became Willy once again. He flicked both rings again and again. Kenny closed his eyes. He tugged on them.
"Oooo shit man that's great" Kenny whispered "anyone else around?"
Willy moved closer. He wanted to inhale the boys aroma. His fingers moved across pectorals, flicked the rings more, slide down his stomach. The belt was open. He wasn't sure if he unbuckled it or if Kenny did.
"We maybe shouldn't" he said.
Kenny reached for his pants and unbuttoned them.
"no underwear" Willy observed
"never" Kenny said "fuck me" he said "just keep pulling on the nips"
He lay on the desk as Willy pulled his pants off. Reaching for Virgils shirts, he stripped the man and then lay on the desk. His legs rested on Virgil's bare shoulders.
Willy's cock had a mind of it's own moving into the offered chasm. His fingers pulled it inside using the boys nipple rings as handles.
Kenny jacked his cock with each insertion Willy made until his jism covered Willy's fingers and his own chest.
"Keep going" he begged and Willy complied both of them wanting a second orgasm. In time it ended.
The fucking took hours. Willy thought it was minutes. Kenny took his hands and sucked off the cum on Willy's fingers.
Willy bent forward and licked up the boys cum that had wet his torso.
"Shit man you're hot" Kenny said
They lay on the couch playing, hoping their cocks would seek more relief. In time they did and Kenny leaned over the arm of the couch to receive Willy again.
"You get fucked too?" Kenny asked.
Willy didn't answer but withdrew and lay on the couch. Above him the now totally naked mail room boy jammed into him again and again, withdrawing so he could shower the man with sperm.
Licking, swallowing and holding followed.
"Shit I gotta go" Kenny said suddenly standing "That was so hot man, you're a hell of a fuck" he said "shame" he added, Willy didn't know why.
"Yes Sir, I know" Willy said into the vibrating cell phone. He watched Kenny cover the body he relished.
"You better dress Willy, the security guards come on duty at midnight" Kenny said.
Willy looked at his watch. "Shit" he found his discarded trousers and shirt. When he looked up the boy was gone.
"Working late Sir?" the guard smiled
"Just going" Virgil said he had finished dressing in time.
"Here's your mail Mr. Griffin" Kenny smiled and handed Virgil the stack of letters and memos.
"Thank you uh..."
"Ken Sir, Ken Waddson, but please call me Kenny, all the executives do, even your father"
He smiled. Somehow Virgil knew he wasn't the only one who had been charmed by the boy in the company.
"Will do Kenny, see you soon" Virgil had made his decision. And if he worked hard like his father said, and worked overtime, he'd be ok.