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This takes place during the time that Max is being interrogated by Agent Pierce.
"Come on Max, tell me what I want to know." Agent Pierce glared at Max from a chair across the room. Max attempted to take in his surroundings. He was strapped to a table in nothing but his boxer shorts. Restraints held down his arm in two places, and his legs in three. The room was nothing but white walls. He couldn't even see a door or a window. As far as furniture, all he could see was the table he was on, and the chair that Pierce was on. He took a moment to take in Pierce's appearance. Pierce was wearing his standard FBI suit.
"Max, don't make me angry." Pierce had gotten out of the chair and walked towards Max. "You look human, you act human, your interior is human, how accurately human are you." As soon as he had finished that last sentence he reached for Max. He slowly ran his hand over Max's bare chest and abdomen. He allowed his hand to continue down to Max's waist band. He slowly pulled the boxer shorts down to Max's thigh. Max Evans cock lay limp right next too Pierce's hand. Pierce inched his hand to the cock. He allowed his hand to close around Max's still limp penis. He began to move his hand in an up and down jacking motion. Slowly the cock began to harden in his hand. Max began to moan.
" Oh- What are -oh- you doing, Pierce?" Pierce ignored the question and moved his mouth towards Max's lips. He began to kiss Max. Although Max resisted Pierce was able to get his tongue into his mouth. The kiss lasted a few seconds, and then Pierce pulled away and moved down to Max's neck. Pierce didn't even notice that Max was beginning to resist less and less.
Max had begun to decide that this didn't have to be a bad experience. He had always been attracted to the male body. Although he was attracted to Liz, there was nothing that turned him on more then men. Agent Pierce was a very attractive man. He had dark black hair and a cute face. As Max was thinking about Pierce, he had moved down to his two nipples. He was sucking on one, and pinching the other with his left hand. He let his right hand rub Max's muscular abdomen. He worked his way back up to Max's mouth. This time when he kissed Max there was no resistance. When he stuck his tongue back in Max's mouth it collided with another tongue and danced until the lip lock was broken a minute later.
"Please suck me!" Max pleaded with Pierce. Pierce took Max's now fully erect cock in his hand, and slowly began to twirl his tongue around the head.
Max's moans grew very loud as Pierce began licking up and down the shaft like a lollipop. Within a few seconds Pierce had the entire erect dick in his mouth. Max began bucking his hips of the table, and face fucking Pierce.
Pierce could barely take all of the throbbing member in his mouth at one time. Max's screams of pure pleasure became louder as he neared his climax. And then he finally came, six loads in to the surprised FBI agents mouth. Max collapsed onto the table, and Pierce sat back in exhaustion. Pierce threw off his coat, undid his tie, tore off his shirt, and unbuckled his pants. As the pants fell to the floor Pierce reached into his briefs and pulled out his hardening member. He walked towards the table and began undoing the restraints holding Max down. "Now we're gonna have some fun!"
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