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The Love Of My Life Is The Guy That I Rejected part 2

In fact Spencer’s unique transformation from a small and chubby kid was partially if not completely due to the intense training that he had to injure several years down the line.

He’d also gotten accustomed to the finer things in life and had to learn to be business savy to make it in this world…

In the end he became the man he is today.

“Boss, you seem to be in a bad mood.” One of his men, Abraham, he was his closest person that served his father for a few years before serving him currently. He spoke in a sort of meek manner not really knowing what to expect of the other’s ever so rarely shifting moods.

He only knew that when Spencer was in a bad mood it was a horrible one… but usually he’d be indifferent to everything and everyone, so why the sudden change?

The answer was of course Liam… It had always been him and no one else, he was in fact the very catalyst within Spencer’s life that caused him to turn out like this… well various other factors of course played a part as well.

“I need you to find someone and bring him to me unharmed. I need you to utilize as many men as necessary to do so…” Spencer’s stern words made the other man stand on guard.

“Yes, sir! I need the name and I will find him right away!” Abraham didn’t need a second longer to respond. The moment he had Liam’s information he was out the door hunting for him…

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‘Hm… who should my next target be? I need him to be very rich and maybe at least a bit handsome like last night’s guy…’ Liam scouted the upscale gay bar searching for a suitable target. There were several options but he didn’t find them all that interesting. Until a certain blond man caught his attention…

“Ugh… sorry!” Liam purposefully bumped into the man as if he didn’t mean to and looked up at him with a pair of puppy dog eyes and a sincere apology in a high pinched voice.

“Hm? Oh, never mind that… What’s your name? Do you want a drink?” Instantly the man looked mesmerized the second he laid eyes on the other. He handed him his own drink he held in his hand.

“I’m Liam, it’s a pleasure…” Liam said as he took the drink and took a sip delightfully, he then leaned over and kissed the man, pushing half the liquid out his mouth into his.

“That was… passionate…” The man remarked. His name was Richard, another very wealthy man that was seeking a quick thrill.

The truth behind Liam’s action though was simple, he didn’t like accepting random drinks, he purposefully made the other man drink it just in case he’d put something inside it. And the rest he carefully spit out onto a napkin without the man seeing him in the dark.

“Do you want to go to a hotel together?” Liam asked him while tilting his head to the side exposing his neck.

Richard smiled gleefully. “I couldn’t refuse such a beauty even if I wanted to!” He took the man by the hand and they headed out, only outside they were met by two men dressed in all black.

“Liam Carter…” One of the men spoke in such a low and deep voice one would get shivers down their spine!

“Haha, wrong guy!” Liam said as he continued trying to walk away with Richard in hand but the man stopped him.

“It’s alright! I know these guys, they’re the men of a friend of mine. So what’s up?” Richard held Liam by the arm not allowing him to leave.

“A f-friend of yours you say? His name… doesn’t happen to be Spencer?” Liam wasn’t a dummy he could instantly make the connections in his mind, and he knew he was screwed at that moment.

“Yes! You know him?” Richard asked as Liam tried to sneak away but the two men grabbed and took him int heir car. “Hey! Wait! I was going to sleep with him tonight, why take him away!?” Richard asked as he banged onto the car’s door.

“Boss’s orders.” Abraham spoke up in a tough sounding voice as he started the car’s engine and they drove off.

“Eh… so Spencer had dibs on that guy first? Oh, well…” Richard shrugged it off, he wasn’t in the habit of fighting over partners especially not with his closest friend. He headed back inside to search for another partner that was willing to share the bed with him tonight…

Meanwhile the usually ever so calm Liam was panicking just a bit. “Hey, I… know I f****d over Spencer a bit… but… um… well… why does he want to see me so badly? Can’t you guys just beat me up or something?” He asked a bit meekly.

“Bring you back unharmed, boss’s orders.” Abraham repeated in a monotone sounding voice that made him stand offish somehow as he drove with such a neutral expression on his face.

“Ah, I see…” Liam was a bit calmer than before, after all if the orders were to take him in without harming him then he should be safe. And besides, he was confident he could seduce Spencer again if it came down to it, if not… then one of his guards would be good enough for him to escape…

Chapter 4: Rejection (4)

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Finally out of the car, Liam was brought into Spencer’s office and he was… laughing?

Spencer stood there watching as Liam was cracking up jokes with his men, Abraham and the others were laughing along with him as if they were having a casual conversation with one another.

Liam wasn’t the least bit intimidated by any of this, in fact he looked more so like he was fully enjoying himself at that moment…

“Close the door.” Spencer cleared his throat and ordered, instantly the room went silent and Abraham gave Liam a sort of apologetic look on his face as he left.

“Hey there, well, I know yesterday wasn’t really-” Even someone as casual as Liam felt intimidated from time to time. Somehow the pressure in the room was suddenly high and everything felt far too tense. Did he really mess up.

“Hey… what can I do to make you feel better, huh?” Liam suddenly seemed more confident than before as he approached the man with a smile. He leaned over his desk. “You seem like a seriously busy man, I don’t suppose you have anyone to let off steam with, right?” Liam’s hand slowly moved down the other’s chest and to his abdomen and finally grasping at his crotch, caressing it gently.

“Suck it.” Spencer suddenly declared. Although those stern words came out of his mouth, his mind was ablaze. He’d been wanting the man to do something and he felt strangely at edge seeing him round others. ‘Did he flirt with my men out there? Was he being like this with them too? Did he suck them off in the car?!’ He wondered to himself and those words. ‘suck it’ had came out of his mind involuntarily.

“Ah, I see your shy persona from yesterday was just an act. Well don’t mind if I do.” Liam fell to his knees beneath the man’s desk and caressed the man’s pants that were already getting hardened beneath his touch.

‘We’re doing it at the office…’ Spencer thought to himself somewhat conflicted, the other’s touch felt so good and yet his mind understood this wasn’t right. Then suddenly…

“You’re not allowed to go in there! The Boss has a guest!” Abraham yelled at someone and tried to stop him from shoving the door open but to no avail.

“Spencer! How come you took that guy from me tonight? I know you don’t care about sleeping around so what gives? And just when I had taken an interest in him!” Richard came into the room like an angry ex, he stared at the man with rage filled eyes.

“Stop with the antics…” Spencer said as he slammed his fist onto his desk.

“Geez… alright man, I was just joking around!” Richard instantly dropped the act and reverted back to his usual careless self. “So how was he?” He asked him gleefully.

But little did he know that Spencer wasn’t talking to him, but rather to the man beneath the table currently sucking him off. When he said ‘stop the antics’ it was actually directed at Liam who was getting busy.

“Tell me was he good? And where is he? You let him go just like that? It’s not like you.” Richard continued to speak ever so carelessly, it felt more like he was leading a one man show more so than carrying on a conversation with another person.

“Enough.” Spencer said as he grabbed onto Liam’s head to stop him, but the man only smiled more mischievously and sucked harder.

Thankfully Richard was a man that enjoyed the sound of his own voice more than any human being should, so he didn’t notice the quiet noises coming from beneath the thick wooden desk. (Where another wood was rising beneath it!)

“You’re in such a bad mood. I’m leaving.” Richard stood up as if he was getting bored of the man not answering or engaging with him whatsoever. “Ah, but I have to warn you I think that guy is a thief or something, since he stole my watch when we were about to go out together.”

“What?” Suddenly Spencer’s attention turned to his friend who was about to leave.

“Yeah, he’s one of those con artists probably? The ones that seduce you with a honey trap and then end up robbing you.” Richard continued, he seemed happy to have gotten the man’s interest suddenly. “If you’re not lucky he’ll end up scamming you for all you’re worth! Not that you’d fall for it easily but let’s say you’re quite gullible at times.” He laughed wholeheartedly at the man.

“Right, I’ll keep that in mind. Thanks.” Spencer’s eyes focused on the man beneath him who’s movements had slowed down as he was listening on their conversation. “Actually Richard, I was going to ask you, how did he come on to you, that guy?” Spencer tilted his head to the side in interest, it was similar to the way Liam had done to him.

“Ah, well he bumped into me, I thought it was accidental, but then we introduced each other, I gave him my drink and he kissed me with a mouthful of it! It was kind of wild but super sexy.” Richard recollected the events that happened that night.

“I see…” Spencer locked eyes with the man beneath his desk. Even Liam sort of noticed he might have messed up at that moment. Then suddenly Spencer grabbed Liam’s head and pushed it down his length. “Would you say he does that a lot? Did he seem experienced?” He continued speaking to his friend above the desk like nothing was happening at all.

And Richard who was completely unaware of it all continued blabbering about all on his own. “Yeah, for sure! Like man, you should have felt it, that kind of technique isn’t something you learn without kissing at least a few hundred men! If not more!” He declared with much enthusiasm.

On the other hand those words made Spencer feel all the more spiteful. “Hundred, huh…” He glanced down at the man that seemed to be struggling to keep up. He counted down the times in his mind where Liam’s head moved back and forward on his c**k, it was about 25 by now. “Then…at least another 75 should do the trick…” He said as he looked back up.

“Seventy five? Like the band?” Richard seemed clueless but Liam who as beneath the table seemed to understand the meaning behind that number. The number of times Liam’s mouth moved onto the other’s c**k was increasing, all of it being carefully counted by Spencer.

By the time Richard left the room at last, it had become exactly 101 strokes of Liam’s lips that had become somewhat swollen. Liam’s entire face was flushed in a deep shade of pink and there was pre-cup sprayed onto the corners of his mouth and along Spencer’s member…

“Are we… even now?” Liam asked as he was out of breath but still had a smile on his face. ‘…this guy really is something… that was so hot, but it kind of hurts now…’ He thought to himself. Looking up at the other’s face he couldn’t help but be a bit giddy about it all.

“No, you stole from me, so I’ll expect that to be paid back ten fold.” Spencer said as he crossed his arms.

Liam caressed his still erect d**k in his hand and smiled. “Just how many times are you trying to swindle me into doing this kind of service for you, huh? It doesn’t seem fair.” He said with a bit of a smirk.

Spencer lifted the man up and zipped up his pants. “You’re right, you can leave now.” He suddenly declared and Liam seemed confused.

“Eh? No kinky play or anything? I just go?” Liam pointed at himself and then the door. He used his sleeve to clear out his sullied face.

“Yeah, I don’t care about sluts that know only how to pleasure hundreds of men…” Spencer said as he urged the man to leave. ‘This should be enough… I don’t really need anything else from him… if he stays any longer I might actually start wanting more…’ He thought to himself trying to keep his resolve strong.

“Too bad… I was actually having fun with you…” Liam remarked disappointed as he headed out the door without further notice…

That was supposed to be their last encounter… however the following week…

END of The Love Of My Life Is The Guys That I Rejected