Fuck! I hope he's not about to fuck me… is he? Gabe thought inwardly, his throat tightening as he swallowed hard.
"Hey! We're not going all the way, remember?" Gabe blurted, trying to mask the tremor in his voice. "Everything happening here is just practice. Blowjob practice, to see if I'm extremely good now or not."
He attempted a shaky laugh, but Alex said nothing, his silence weighing heavily in the air.
Instead, Alex walked toward the tall shelf in his office, his steps slow, deliberate then reached the top and pulled down a small box. He carried it back toward Gabe with a calmness that made Gabe swallow hard.
"W…what's going on?" Gabe asked, eyebrows rising as fear crawled through his belly. "What is this? What are you trying to do?"
He's really not planning to fuck me, is he?! Gabe screamed in his mind, his heart pounding fast enough to make his chest tighten.
