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Author: Keyboardman Published: 5/20/2008 story views: 1227
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came from won’t hire him.”
Ian stepped out of the stall and let the door slam with a thunk. As he stepped between them to wash his hands, the laughter and back patting had ceased. Ian said nothing until he walked to the door. “Shall we just pull out our dicks and see who’s bigger right now?”
“Excuse me?” Kent’s back went up.
“You heard me, pull it out dough boy. I’m not afraid of a fight, especially this one because I know you’ll lose.”
Kent snorted and turned to the mirror, “I never!”
Ian snorted, “I bet. Let me make one thing perfectly clear, I am not afraid of a fight and I have absolutely no designs on Tolan’s job. On both of those you can count on.”
“We’ll just let your work speak for itself.” Kent said politely.
“Absolutely, and my work is based on the quality of the people I work with, not on the quality of my blow jobs.”
The other man laughed, and Kent felt the sting. As Ian walked out the door he said quite clearly for all to hear, “It’s just amazing the shit you hear when you are taking a shit.”