Hot Rod - 1 (Ollie/Leon, Prison Island Side Story) - Teaser
Hot Rod
1.
The string of numbers on
the screen were starting to get blurry and very, very boring. Ollie swung his
chair back and rolled himself around the office until he bumped into Ned. His
colleague grunted and gave him an equally bored look. “What? Wanna go grab a
bite?”
Ollie groaned and pressed
his linked hands over his head. “We can’t leave until five. The powers that be
wouldn’t agree.” He looked out the window, at the workers going about. They
were out there, in their dirty tees or wife-beaters, enjoying the sun. And
Ollie was enjoying to look, but that was all. He didn’t fuck at work. But what
he saw on the construction site, only a few yards away, was enough to give him
a semi. Especially the new guy, a huge gorilla with hairy arms. Fuck, how he’d
like to get bent over and fucked into the next day by that guy. Like fucking
animals.
“Wipe that drool off your
chin, Ollie,” Ned teased him and began to clank away furiously as if he worked
faster, they’d be allowed to go free earlier. Ollie knew that wasn’t the case,
which was why he was in the mood to shoot the breeze instead of following Ned’s
example.
“I wasn’t doing
anything,” he protested.
Ned stopped for a moment
and looked outside. “Looks like a good guy to me. Serious, dedicated. Never
complains, never misses work.”
“Yeah, his work ethic
makes me so damn hard,” Ollie retorted with a grin.
“You know, you could use
a guy like that in your life,” Ned pointed out without tearing his eyes away
from his screen.
The gorilla took off his
tee and wiped his brow with it. That allowed Ollie the pleasure of watching
that big hairy torso twist and turn as the guy continued his demolition work.
“His name is Leon. You
should go talk to him,” Ned suggested.
That made Ollie shake off
his wide-eyed dreaming. He returned to his desk. “I don’t care what his name
is. I don’t fuck where I eat.”
“Suit yourself. He might
be interested.”
Ollie scoffed. “Or he
could break my neck for asking.”
“You could go subtly
about it.”
“I doubt that huge
gorilla cares about subtleties. Yeah, I don’t think I want my ass handed to me
in a bad way just yet.”
“Yet?”
“Just a figure of speech,
you ass,” Ollie replied.
He needed to get back to
work and toil over the numbers, and stop drooling over the workers. Still, he
looked out the window a couple of more times, while pretending to be busy with
his coffee mug. The gorilla turned, and Ollie could swear the dude – Leon, was
it? – looked straight at him. That look alone made him shiver, while his little
friend swelled in his pants again. The way that guy could break him. Ollie
shook his head. “Back to fucking work,” he told himself under his breath.
***
“I’m here for my slip.”
Ollie looked up and his
nose flared at the sight. And the smell. Leon the gorilla was standing in front
of him, his yellow plastic hat in his hand, staring at him. “Right, right,” he
said and searched through the papers on his desk. “Here you go. Good job.”
Fuck, he sounded like a
retarded fuck. He tried to keep his eyes away from Leon, but the man really
filled a room. And he hadn’t put his t-shirt back on. Ollie was getting a bit
dizzy from the scent.
“Thank you,” Leon said
primly.
Ollie pulled his hand
away fast, when Leon’s calloused fingers brushed over his. “You’re welcome,” he
said rigidly and turned toward his screen. “Is there something else?” he asked.
Leon was still standing there, unnerving him.
“No,” came the curt reply
and Leon eventually turned on his heel to leave.
Ollie looked if only to
catch a glimpse of that muscular back but had to snap his head away fast when Leon
turned, his hand on the door. Was it possible that Leon could tell Ollie had
been eyeing him like a piece of meat for the last days? That would be bad. He
had joked about getting a beating from the guy if Leon ever found out what
Ollie was getting up to, but it could just as well not be a joke. Hell, Ollie
kept his gay cruising away from his workplace, and only Ned knew, Ned who was a
loyal friend, but what if others suspected him? Even if he didn’t give Leon the
time of the day, if a gorilla like that found out Ollie was a fag, that could
be enough reason for him to break a few bones, just for the fun of it.
He needed to be careful
around these guys, and maybe stare less. His fingers were frozen on the
keyboard until Leon got out of the room.
***
Leon hit the brick wall
with all his strength, again and again. That cute guy in accounting was staring
at him like he was a filthy animal. Guys like that always looked at guys like
him just like that. It had always pissed him off. He had fucked some of them,
and they had always willingly choked on his cock given the chance, only to give
him the cold shoulder the next day.
This time around, he
wouldn’t fuck the cutie in accounting, as much as he needed to get brought down
a peg or two. That didn’t mean that Leon wasn’t free to imagine those pouty
lips wrapped around his rod, swallowing him to the hilt. Yeah, those pretty
eyes would get so fucked up while their owner got cock to last him a year.
He needed this job. So,
cutie’s ass in accounting was safe. Leon grabbed his crotch for a moment to
will the snake down. Better to take it on those walls instead. And search for a
warm hole to fuck, and fast.
***
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