Date: Sun, 30 Jan 2005 23:58:06 EST
From: PeterJo5555@aol.com
Subject: Apprentice 3 Hotties

This is just a work of fiction. Apprentice is owned by Mark Burnett and
NBC. The men in this story are heterosexual, as far as I know. This is
just a fantasy.

This is a small tribute to gorgeous hunk Todd, who was kicked off the
show WAY too early. If you like the story, please let me know!!!

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Todd couldn't believe he'd been fired. He was strong, self-confident,
quiet, determined, and very good-looking, just like the first two
Apprentices. What was he supposed to do to control crazy Danny? Sit on
him? So now he had to go back to being an account executive, back to his
wife and kids. He was really looking forward to the time away. He had
urges and needs that his happy family life did not always satisfy.

He was already supposed to be gone, but the elevators were broken. He had
chosen Danny and Alex as his final 2 for the boardroom, Danny because he
thought Danny would get fired and Alex because Alex had taken so much of
the blame and was also likely to get fired. Instead...

The silence between him and the other 2 guys was uncomfortable, to say
the least. Finally Todd stepped into the bathroom, to punch out a wall or
wash the exhaustion out of his grey-brown eyes.

A few moments later, Todd heard the bathroom door open. Alex cautiously
peeped his head in the cold, empty room.

"It's alright, Alex."

As Alex got closer, Todd realized his eyes were full of tears. For Alex's
part, he couldn't help staring at that gorgeous dimple in Todd's chin.
Todd was a tall man with short brown hair. He seemed to be chiseled from
marble. His face was so rugged and yet so beautiful. Alex had to pretend
to be straight back in his real life, and most of the time he could
almost convince himself he was straight. But standing here with this
Adonis, his jacket unbuttoned, his pectorals sticking to the damp white
dress shirt, his tie loosened, Alex remembered how much he desired men.
And if not for him, Todd would still be around. Why did they have to
fail? Why did Alex always have to be a failure?

The stress and lack of sleep finally got to Alex. He began to sob. He
almost fled, but before he could, Todd wrapped him up in big, strong
arms. Alex could never live without a man's touch. Todd lifted up Alex's
chin with a thick finger.

"Only a game, pal. I lost. Nothing to feel guilty about. Just go kick
Danny's hippie ass."

Alex laughed, mechanically, but he was so lost in Todd's stormy eyes.
Todd was so much taller and so sure of himself, even now. And Alex had on
these huge glasses that made him look like a nerd and were fogging up
from the tears.

On instinct, Todd removed the glasses, putting them on the sink. Alex's
eyes were hazel and they were so beautiful. Alex's face was slightly
angular but his skin was flawless and his close-cropped hair had just the
right amount of highlights. Alex had joked he was a metrosexual, but the
soft lisp in his voice and the longing touch of his body told Todd
otherwise. Todd was straight, most of the time, but he needed this
comfort. And so did Alex.

Todd cupped the back of Alex's head, gently. Roughly, he pulled Alex in
for a kiss. Alex opened his mouth to protest but his only answer was
Todd's talented tongue sliding into his mouth. Alex moaned and melted
into Todd's arms. He had missed this so much.

Alex knew where this would lead. The time was short, even if the bulge in
Todd's grey suit pants wasn't. There was no way they could get a hot fuck
in before someone noticed they were gone. Instead, he unbuttoned Todd's
sweat-stained dress shirt. Untucked the tight fabric. Oh what he'd give
to be that shirttail, to be so close to Todd's toned abs and teasing
midsection. Todd kept his jacket and shirt on but the shirt was now open,
his meaty, quarter-sized nipples rock-hard from the cool air. Alex sank
his teeth into them as he ran his fingers down Todd's lightly furred
chest. Todd groaned. It had been so long since someone truly lusted after
his body. He forcefully growled and pushed Alex's talented lips lower.
Alex responded by flicking his tongue inside and around Todd's navel,
nibbling the tender hole and then running his smooth cheek up and down
Todd's suit pants. He made short work of the pants, pausing to gasp at
the size of the manhood in those black boxer briefs. Alex suckled the
bulbous head through the cotton fabris, cupping those bull's balls in his
soft hands.

Todd couldn't take the tease any long and yanked his shorts down,
unintentionally smacking Alex in the face with his full-blooded 8 inch
monster. Alex blushed at the trail of cum gliding down his face, and when
Todd scooped the dick-juice into his own hefty paw and tasted his own
juice. Alex then focused on licking the underside of Todd's veiny
schlong. Oh how he wanted this. No time though. He was so horny he
deep-throated Todd right there.

Todd began face-fucking him, the slight razor burn against Todd's hairy
thighs driving both men wild. Finally, Todd came with a roar, his huge
babymaking load pulsating into Alex's throat and down his cheeks.

Alex greedily lapped the semen off his face and scooped up the remnants
with his fingers. He savored every drop. He felt like such a whore, but
he felt good. He needed the release. And in some ways, it was an apology
- one hot apology - for Todd's firing.

He stood up, surprised when Todd yanked his own 6 inches out of his
boxers and jacked him off to a quick orgasm. Then they kissed, a kiss of
surprising tenderness, Todd's way of showing Alex he had done nothing
wrong. And then the elevators were fixed, and Todd went into the night,
leaving both men far more secure of their places in the world.