What the fuck is he doing here? Logan thought.
Diesal came across as a bit of a dick to be honest. Ever since crossing paths a few months ago when an accidental bump into him had drawn evils from the lad. Even when
Logan apologised the lad was hostile. Thank fuck he'd never have to work with him and his smug face and silly name. The silence dragged though, as they waited in the
Broke Straight Boys office. Where the hell was everybody?
The door swang open, banging untidily on the wall as
Broke Straight Boys' Owner swept into the room, a frown upon his face.
"Shit shit shit shit! Guys! I'm so sorry, there has been a massive mix-up. We've mis-scheduled you both."
"What do you mean?"
Logan saked.
"What do I mean? I mean we've had a disaster. DEEE-ZASTER! Did you hear about the leak? Water everywhere. Water down the walls. Water on the floor. Water in the cupboards. And worst of all, water all over the bookings diary. Disaster! And at the same time I was on holiday in the UK - do you know Sheffield? Anyhow, my assistant misread the damaged paperwork and booked you both, but neither of you are supposed to be here."
"But... but I've drove like, 8 hours to be here!"
Logan said.
"Yeah man. I want my money,"
Diesal said.
"Look, guys... we're already seriously out of pocket on this one. I've a crew downstairs that I need to tell too. I mean, I'll pay your travel, but you guys are both strictly tops. And we need a full scene today. Disaster!"
"Listen bro,"
Diesal said. "I just want my money. I'll fuck him."
Logan looked around - there was nobody else in the room but
Diesal can't have meant him. "Huh?"
"i'll do you, and we'll get the money. That would be alright wouldn't it?"
Broke Straight Boys Owner acquiesced. "As long as we get a full scene, I don't care. But you have to both be OK with it."
"Wow hold on - why don't I screw you?"
Logan said to
Diesal.
"Hmm. Can't see it."
Logan had had things in his ass before, but didn't like the assumption that
Diesal would top. "Fuck you man! I'll top,
you bottom."
"Nah bro. You're a bottom anyway. You just don't know yet."
"Fuck you lad."
"I will, I Will."
Diesal seemed to be enjoying it.
An evil thought flashed through
Logan's mind. He'd humble this kid. Today. "Hold on - I've got an idea. Why don't we have a little bet."
"What bet?"
"Yeah,"
Broke Straight Boys Owner said. He'd found popcorn from somewhere. "What bet?"
Logan hesitated, but ploughed on. "Make your cock hard. Whoever has the biggest tops."
Diesal laughed. "Done."
"You have been!"
Logan was elated. He was going to get the money he needed to help with Christmas, and he was going to wipe that annoying smirk from
Diesal's face.
TBC...
