My Prerogative
“Are you telling me, in order to get MY personal letters back, I need to fuck you?” James moved closer, and replied “I believe that is what I am saying. Man, you can be smart if you really think about it!” Robert rolled his eyes and shook his head. “I can’t betray Greg like that.” James laughed, and it was getting irritating. “I don’t think you understand me” James said, as he came closer to Robert and grabbed him by the wrists. “I SAID , you WILL do something for me.” Robert struggled to be released but James was too strong. He pushed Robert on the desk and kept him pushed there. “Now, shut the fuck you and use your mouth for something you are good at.” James’ hands slid down to Robert’s pants and onto his belt when the door opened. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” Greg yelled, shaking with anger. James relinquished Robert, who was crying and was taken by the angry Greg. “Go on, Robert, tell your lover your dirty secret. If you don’t I will.” “What’s going on?” He asked, looking at Robert.