Business Lunch
This is my second hypnosis story, and was written as an entry for ZsisronDarkwater's fall/winter of 2011 contest. All characters are originals and belong to me, and if there are any similarities with other characters or people, it helps prove that life is stranger than fiction and was unintentional.
This story also contains sexual interaction between multiple male adults. If this offends you, please find something else to do. If reading such things is illegal for you because of age or location, again, there's plenty of other things to do online. No, really. Somewhere. I'm sure of it.
Thanks to those who do read. Comments and votes are always appreciated.
Business Lunch
by Reserved Rodent
Raz stood in front of the highly reflective elevator doors and examined his image as he waited for them to open. It never hurt to quadruple check that everything was in place before entering his boyfriend's workplace.
The six foot tall, wide shouldered rodent was happy to see that the creases of his ironed, dark blue denim jeans were still crisp. He had never been one to think such details were important before meeting his lover, but it seemed a large turn on for the reptile, so Raz had learned to iron even his casual wear. His short sleeved polo shirt - a pastel sky blue to make his hazel eyes shift over to appearing more green than blue - was also pressed, though not as sharply as the jeans after the windy wait for the bus he had ridden downtown.
The rat ran a paw between his ears. The chestnut brown fur was short enough it was difficult for him to tell from his reflection if some of it was pointing against it's natural flow, so the paw brush was just to guarantee it would. While the rodent did make use of slight distractions, he didn't want messy fur to be one of them.
He the wiggled his whiskers, which made his small, silver hoop nose ring twinkle in the light. Raising his eyebrows had a similar effect on the three shining rings running though the flesh of his left brow. Sliding his pink tongue out showed the ruby stud that pierced him there, and a flick of his ears twisted the dime sized mirror that hung from his right one.
Realizing he had forgotten one last detail, he pulled a plastic card out of his back pocket, rubbing the little bit of lint that had collected on it from its shiny surface. The laminated identification had been a half-joking gift from his lover to get the rat past the lax security of the building. While he had been in and out so often over the past two months, Raz was no longer be positive he needed it, and it made him smile every time he remembered the alligator handing it to him after the second time he had slipped behind the large toad who ran accounting for the office. And, it never hurt to have the added level of seeming to belong, so Raz happily pinned it to his chest.
"Morale Officer, Scales of Justice Law Firm" was printed in large black letters across the identification badge, along with small front and profile pictures next to the smaller text of his name "Razor Readerson". Rolling his eyes, as he always did when he saw his full first name, the rat couldn't help but smile at the way his boyfriend had cleverly put the word "unofficial" in tiny print in the dotted line between "Morale Officer" and the law firm's name.
Satisfied everything was as it should be, Raz smiled as the elevator dinged open Getting in, the rat pushed the button for level five and stood patiently as he was taken there.
He smiled and gave a friendly nod to the porcupine who got in the elevator as he got off on that level, amused at how nervous she had appeared waiting for him to exit, and then the relieved sigh she gave once out of the hall that smelled strongly of reptiles. Raz remembered his first time here, so it was easy to sympathize with her feeling, even if he had found ways to overcome it.
The rat's strode confidently as he opened the doors to the law firm his lover worked at.
"Good morning, Mr. Readerson," the copper scaled naga at the front desk hissed with a grin. "As wonderful as it is to see you today, I'm afraid I won't be able to let you see Mr. Thane right now."
Returning her smile, the rodent walked up to stand beside her desk. "Please, Marge," he said, taking her offered hand in his left paw and raising it to lay a quick, gentle kiss upon the back of her fingers. "How many times must I ask you to call me Raz?" His ears flicked at the question, sending glints of reflected light across her face.
The secretary's forked tongue flicked in and out, as the copper scales along the side of her muzzle darkened. "You are such a sweet mammal, Raz, but the top dragon is in the offices today, so I'm trying to use everyone's last names."
"Oh, dear," Raz said, ears flicking and brows raising. "I can see how that would be a bother. But surely that shouldn't keep me from meeting Corwin for lunch , should it?"
Marge's eyes followed the glittering mirror swinging from Raz's ear. "It shouldn't, but I'm not sure Mr. Shale would understand you going back though the offices instead of waiting up here."
"Marge," Raz tilted his head and raised his brow, "has someone complained about me being in the offices?"
Her eyes moving from the piercings in the rat's eyebrow to the mirror dangling from his ear and back like a metronome, the copper scaled naga shook her head, "No, Master. Everyone who knows of your visits is always happy to have your help here at Scales of Justice Law Firm."
"Please, remember to call me Raz, not Master."
"Yes, Raz."
The rat smiled softly, " You know I care for you and want you to be happy. You know I will never hurt this law firm. You will not have a problem letting me go back through the offices to see my friend."
"Of course, Raz," the naga's eyes were no longer focused on anything in the front room.
"Thank you, Marge. You will have a wonderful day and will not worry about Mr. Shale being here. You will treat him with respect and do your job wonderfully without being stressed , just like you always do."
The rat patted the reptile's hand, releasing it. Her copper scales darkened another shade as she settled back, shaking off the aftereffects of the trance as she returned to full awareness. "I don't know how you do it, but seeing you can sure make a bad day shine like a clear lake on a sunny day, Raz. Would you like me to let Corwin know you're coming, or do you want to surprise him like usual?"
"You know me so well, Marge. I like seeing the smile on his face when he realizes I dropped by," the rat said, blowing her a quick kiss and heading down the hallway to the right of her desk.
As with most visits, after getting past Marge, the employees of the law firm were too wrapped up in their work to care about a rat wandering the halls, especially a rodent that they were familiar with and who walked confidently like Raz did.
Occasionally, one of the reptiles would catch a whiff of the rodent's natural scent, and start to raise their head and lick their chops, but then shake the urge off as if realizing that they had other things that were more important to do and focused more fully on work than they had before. Obviously having the big dragon in the offices was keeping any small talk from forming.
Raz was pleased to see this, as he hoped to focus on having a great afternoon with his lover rather than having to deal with interruptions from co-workers wandering by to say hello.
He paused at the door he was looking for, glancing at the sign announcing "Public Relations" beside the handle, then opened the door and walked in.
"Who the hell are you?" was snarled as Raz shut the door behind him.
Smiling, the rodent realized he had walked into a potentially bad situation. The best result would have been to find just Corwin and shared a passionate couple of hours with the black scaled alligator. An acceptable and fun second choice would have been finding his boyfriend and Gary - the griffon who shared the office with his lover. The hybrid was a very passionate bottom and loved it when he got to join in, but also had no problem watching when the rat and alligator wanted to keep their passion focused on each other.
Unfortunately, there was a third being in the room - someone new, who had not yet gotten to know Raz as a good friend. It was this dull gray scaled, eight foot tall, male dragon in a business suit who had questioned the rodent.
Corwin shot a quick glance to Raz, but returned his eyes quickly to watching the large dragon who stood up from leaning over the desk to turn and face the rodent. Both Drake and Gary looked extremely nervous, sitting behind their desks. Gary was even panting lightly, his tongue sticking out the side of his beak.
"Razor Readerson, pleased to meet you Mr. Shale," Raz held out a hand, which the dragon glared at, making no move to shake. Wiggling his whiskers and raising his eyebrow, the rodent widened his smile.
Unfortunately, the large dragon's eyes had shot down to the badge, so the twinkling metal failed to catch his eyes. "Morale officer? There's no such position here," the smoky scaled boss growled.
Raz flexed his shoulders to get the laminated surface of the badge to reflect the light a little, and huffed hard enough through his nose to draw the dragon's attention back up from the badge to the items the rodent was more comfortable using.
"Mr. Shale, surely you have noticed the increase in productivity here over the past two months ," Raz stated, watching the dragon's eyes closely as they came up, slightly distracted by the nose ring.
"There have been improvements in the quality of work done on a slightly larger number of cases, but I don't see what that has to do with a vermin pretending to be an employee here," the dragon growled, finally raising his gaze from the nose ring to look Raz in the eyes as he spit out the word "vermin."
The rodent raised his eyebrow as if amused by the dragon's insult and flicked his ears, flickering light in the eyes of the large, gray scaled male.
"I may not be on the payroll, but I have helped this business greatly. You have hired wonderful employees." Raz stated, taking a step forward and to the side of the room where Corwin and Gary's desks were, smiling as the dragon followed his movement. The large male watched the tiny mirror that swung from the rodent's ear.
"I have hired great employees," the large dragon agreed, still with an edge to his voice, but no longer something that could be considered a growl.
" It is good that you've hired people who can get the job done without your constant supervision. You don't have the time or desire to come into the office more than once every... what, three to six months?" the rat asked, sparing a glance over at the alligator and griffon who were both now focusing on him as much as the dragon.
"I would rather stay out of the office all together and go drinking with the important people in town. This is why I have hired only the best," the dragon admitted, his voice growing softer with each word.
Raz smiled at how quickly the large dragon was sliding into a deep trance. It never ceased to amaze him how some of the most fearsome individuals slid more easily into a trance.
" Gary writes the clearest verdict and case summaries that most folks in law will ever read ," the rat said, giving a nod to the griffon, who looked more relaxed and confident as he had already slid deeply into a calm state.
"Gary writes the clearest reports I've ever seen. It is why I hired him." Mr. Shale nodded, eyes beginning to glaze over.
"How have your sessions with me helped you, Gary?"
"Reports are finished within three work days instead of seven, and the backlog of unfinished summaries has vanished in the last five weeks," the griffon said clearly, ruffling his wings slightly as if standing proudly at the top of a cliff rather than sitting at his desk. "I am now able to lend time and assistance to the public relations projects, getting the good name of Scales of Justice Law Firm more commonly known by any who could use our services."
From the corner of his eyes, Raz could see that the smoky scaled dragon was watching his swinging earring with complete focus. Turning to face his captive audience, the rat hooked his thumbs into the waistline of his jeans and grinned, " Gary is doing a wonderful job."
"Yes." the boss said slowly. "Gary is doing a wonderful job." There was a mild twitch in Mr. Shale's neck, suggesting to the rodent that he was not completely slipping into the trance. But since he had started down this road, Raz knew he would have to completely control the dragon if he hoped to keep there from being any unfavorable repercussions.
" You want to see how I help boost morale , right." the rat said, making sure it did not sound like a question.
"I would like to see what you do for my employees to boost their morale," Mr. Shale intoned.
"I will show you how your own morale can be boosted," Raz stated, unfastening his pants and letting them drop.
The rodent had come in to see his lover, as he usually did, without wearing any underwear. So, as he rocked his hips back and forth to set the dark denim sliding down his legs, the movement also sent his eight inch long, half hard shaft swinging side to side. His fist sized balls swayed slightly as well, though had less room to do more than rock back and forth a little between the rat's legs.
All both reptiles and the griffon had their eyes locked on the revealed, swaying flesh as more blood pulsed into it, making it grow firmer and longer.
"You look so uncomfortable in your formal wear. Everyone should neatly take off their clothes and set them carefully aside."
The rat gathered his pants up with his tail, taking them in hand to fold them neatly before setting them on the filing cabinets. He watched Mr. Shale take off his suit jacket and set it over the back of one of the two chairs for visitors in the office.
The broad shouldered dragon then undid his buckle and unfastened his pants to more easily untuck his shirt before unbuttoning it, revealing the storm-cloud, blue-gray scales that ran down his chest and slightly rounded belly.
Corwin and Gary showed their familiarity with the drill of undressing in the office, helping each other out of their clothes rapidly. The black scaled alligator's belly scale were a deep green so dark only the light reflecting off them at a certain angle revealed them to be more colorful than simple black like the ridged scales along his back and sides. His form, without the sharp pressed angles of his work suit, was sleek and streamlined. His black cock already beginning to harden into it's long, thin shape.
Nude, Gary's true beauty as a hybrid was revealed. The golden brown feathers that covered his avian head spread down over his shoulders, back and chest to end at the bottom of his firm pectoral muscles. While there were a few feathers with a slight difference in shade, as a whole, the feathers visible while he was clothed were uniform. As they neared the line where the griffon's fur began, they started gaining the occasional darker brown spot or stripe, as well as a few white tips like the feathers of his wings displayed.
Below the firm chest muscles, where the fur began, the golden brown was more a backdrop to a series of short, reddish black, dashed stripes intermixed with light tan and white spots. Raz grinned as he noticed the clearly definable six pack above the thick patch of pubic fur the griffon sported. Just two weeks ago, he had been proud he had finally gotten a firm four. Raz's hypnotic suggestion of eating better and making sure to get a full hour of exercise every day was helping Gary reach his fitness goals, it seemed. The well defined stomach certainly made a handsome backdrop for the griffin's short, but thick shaft.
Sliding his shirt off over his head, careful to not catch it on the earring, the rat revealed his own slim form. He wasn't well defined, but neither was there much fat under his fresh-turned-soil brown fur. Both of the rodent's nipples displayed a silver hoop while a golden one pierced his navel.
A quick glance at the large, dull gray scaled dragon, revealed a full plump ass, guarded by a thick tail as the large male bent over to pick up his slacks from the floor.
" Mr. Shale, without rising from your current stance, hand your pants to Gary to set out of the way," the rat said, walking up and running a paw down the large dragon's hips from behind.
The large dragon remained bent over and handed his pants to the griffin without question, but his thick tail smacked against the rat's arms, batting them away while a growl escaped from deep in the gray scaled chest.
Raz decided he still needed to be in sight of the large male to reinforce the trance.
The rat walked around the side of the bent over male, sliding a paw up his ribs gently, which brought the dragon's gaze around to be caught by the sparkling gold ring in the middle of Raz's stomach. " My touch helps relax your overstressed body ," the rat said, watching the gleam of his ring reflected in the steel gray eyes of the large male.
"Your touch is very relaxing," Mr. Shale agreed.
" Corwin gives wonderful massages to the glutes and other parts of a male that can get so tight when overstressed. Ask him to give you one of his wonderfully deep treatments." The rat suggested, sliding fingers over the dragon's shoulders and up his neck to cup the reptile's cheek
Mr. Shale took a deep breath in, his tongue sticking out just far enough to lick his lips as the rodents hard shaft and warm balls moved in front of his muzzle. "Mr. Thane -" he began, only to be cut off as the rat shook his head and took a step back.
" We are all close friends here. Call him Corwin while we help you relax." the rat commanded, pressing a finger on the end of the dragon's snout.
"Corwin," the dragon tried again, leaning forward sniffing as if hooked on the rodent's musky scent, "Please give my ass a deep, hard massage."
Raz smiled at the dragon making a request rather than ordering his employee. The very suggestive phrasing also pleased the rodent as he stepped back up so that the large male could run his snout along his fully hard, nine inch shaft and hot, sweaty balls.
Glancing over at his black scaled boyfriend, Raz could see the alligator lick his lips nervously while in the light trance he had willingly slipped into. The rat no longer purposely pushed either Corwin or Gary completely under, though both did admit they enjoyed the feeling of control being taken from their hands by someone they trusted. The griffin was a complete bottom and craved that state, in fact.
It appeared as if his boyfriend needed a little nudge, "Corwin, my love, Mr. Shale has asked you to help him relax. Give him your best treatment. I know, you will both enjoy yourselves greatly."
The alligator smiled large as he relaxed and began stroking his slick black shaft. He walked behind his boss, running his black scaled hands up and down the broad, firm rump. Then, the smaller reptile knelt behind the bent over dragon, pulling the thick gray tail up over his shoulder and cupping both cheeks with his scaly paws.
Mr. Shale moaned as the strong, black fingers began rubbing and squeezing his rear muscles, thumbs gliding closer and closer to the crack between them.
With a quick glance over at the griffin, Raz asked the hypnotised hybrid, "Would you like to help relieve Mr. Shale of some tension as well?"
Gary's beak bobbed up and down as he squirmed where he stood. His feline tail whipping back and forth behind him as if on fire. While the griffin appeared animated and alert, licking his beak and gazing at every bare shaft in the room, Raz knew that - by his own choice - Gary would be unable to act unless ordered. The young man had willingly slid so deeply into a trance because the hybrid got so hot and needy from being commanded.
"Mr. Shale," Raz said, looking down into the hazy eyes that watched his hard cock bobbing before the dragon. " Gary is going to suck on your dick to get it warm, slick, and hard enough to breed his ass."
The golden brown griffin leapt forward and crawled under the large dragon, his tongue wrapping around the long, leaking shaft of the gray reptile, who moaned even louder than before.
Raz had not meant to have Gary actually begin, but realized his wording had not been as clear as it should have been. At least no harm had been done. Groaning in passion, the griffin slurped happily away at his superior's cock, which the bent over dragon appeared to find perfectly acceptable.
Looking down into the glazed eyes, the rat could see yet more desire looming there. The large male continually breathed deeply of the rat's sweating balls, licking his lips between combined groans of pleasure as both his shaft and his rear were stroked.
Watching his black scaled lover slide his tongue up between the gray scaled ass cheeks of his boss for the first time made the rat leak out a sizable stream of pre. The liquid slid halfway down the rodent's nine inches shaft before the dragon rubbed the tip of his snout against it, spreading it over both nostrils before letting out a deep, growling groan.
"Please, Master..." the dragon begged, unable to specify his desire while snorting in the rich scent of the rodent before him.
Running his paws along the ridges above the dragon's ears, Raz said, " Taste me -" before letting out an involuntary squeak of pleasure as the dragon quickly sucked all of his thick cock into his muzzle. The reptile's tongue stretched further to wrap around the rat's sizable scrotum to lick and draw both large balls into the sizable maw of the huge male.
To say Mr. Shale's swallowing of Raz's genitalia was gentle would be ignoring the fervor and passion placed into pleasuring every surface of the rat's cock and balls. But while the suction was hard, the tongue seemingly everywhere at once and the hot saliva slathered into every nook and cranny, the teeth only scraped lightly enough against tender flesh to add pleasurable friction, and the worst pain was that of the rat forcing himself to hold back exploding under the sudden, all encompassing assault.
Sweat poured out of the rat as he struggled to maintain control of himself long enough to get a last order out before falling completely into the rut. All four males stunk of masculine sex, and while the trance did a fine job of getting the ball rolling in a desired direction, making anything more than general directions while in the middle of hot sex himself remained tricky for the rat.
" Mr. Shale... worship my masculinity... accept Corwin's masculinity... cherish Gary's attentions..."
Raz couldn't even be sure any of them had heard his own, gasping words between the snorts and moans of the huge dragon.
The rat, honestly, stopped caring as he started humping Mr. Shale's maw. He'd done his best, but now there was only the drive to fuck.
Hearing the fierce grunts and squeaks of the rodent letting lose and enjoying the dragon's maw made both Gary and Corwin stop their oral assaults on their boss to move to the next step.
The griffin pulled is beak and tongue away from the thick, well lubed cock he had been savoring and turned around before crawling back and under the bent over dragon. He flicked his tail to the side and reached back to grab and aim the slick shaft, setting it against his puckered tailhole and letting out a deep sigh.
Mr Shale then released his grip on the rodent's hips to grab the griffin, pressing firmly against Gary's pucker until his head popped in. The griffin squawked at the sharp sensation of being entered, then purred and pushed himself back fully on his boss's shaft without pause to adjust to the intrusion., thick
The black scaled alligator, meanwhile, had pulled his long tongue out of the gray scaled ass before him and set his own, long, thin member at that winking orifice. His slick, dark member practically flowed into the hot interior of his bosses rectum, causing the dragon to grunt and moan as the head ground against his prostate.
The dragon let Corwin set his own pace, a steady, passionate rhythm of drilling all the way in before pulling out to his tip to begin again. Starting with the third thrust, Mr. Shale rocked back against the alligator's every push, and slid forward, impaling his own member deep within Gary's tight, flexing ass as his own was emptied. All the time, his tongue and lips worked over the long, tasty member and balls of the rodent in front of him.
Despite having prided himself on his own level of control within the business world, the large dragon found himself quickly coming to a climax from all the sensations hitting him from every direction. Entirely too soon, he felt his balls clench up in preparation for breeding the ass he buried his cock within.
A low, rumbling groan shook Mr. Shale's entire body as his seed shot from his orbs, through his shaft to splatter the velvety walls of his griffin employee's dark bowels. The feel of scalding hot cum spraying deep inside him set Gary off, spraying his musky griffin cream all over the carpet beneath him. The dragon's clenching ass as he unloaded caused Corwin to also tip over into a climax, painting his boss tight inside. The scent of spilled seed and shaking vibrations of the dragon's growl transmitted through the throat wrapped around Raz's nine inches shook lose the rodent's control. A rapid succession of blasts of his baby rats slammed straight into Mr. Shale's stomach, then into his maw as the large male pulled off to get a tasty mouthful of the creamy essence.
All four males moaned and writhed in their mutual climaxes, Corwin slumping onto his boss's back as he finished. Gary panted underneath the large dragon, ass still in the air with the dragon's shaft buried deep inside. Raz took a step back, leaning against the desk behind him as Mr. Shale licked the rat's spent shaft clean.
"Fuck," the panting rodent commented, shaking his head to try and clear it. " This was great. No one has anything to feel guilty about. We all performed wonderfully," he managed to get out despite the dragon before him making sure his furry balls were clean.
Mr. Shale looked up from his last lick along the bottom of the rat's balls, catching the last drop of cum that had escaped his maw when the rodent pulled out. "I agree completely, Mr. Readerson. This has to have been my most enjoyable office visit ever."
Raz felt his jaw gape open at the clear eyes of a dragon, not under any trance.
" Corwin, Gary, calmly disengage from Mr. Shale and feel relaxed and refreshed," the rodent said once he realized the dragon was remaining calm despite being fully aware and sandwiched between his two workers. "I'm... glad you enjoyed yourself, sir."
The large gray dragon nodded and smiled as the alligator got off his back and slid out of his rear. Gary crawled out from under his boss and went to get the cleaning cloths from the box under his desk. They both remained fairly calm as they handed some wipes to their boss and the three of them cleaned up.
Raz, on the other hand, nervously started pulling his clothes back on, having been cleaned nicely by the large dragon.
"There's no need to call me sir right after I've sucked your dick dry, Mr. Readerson," the dragon said while sliding his arms and wings through his dress shirt before buttoning it up. "Though I suppose I didn't set a good precedence by calling you by your last name - hard habit to break when speaking with new employees."
"New employee?" Raz shook his head, "I'm not actually on your payroll, Mr Shale. It's - "
"An oversight that I will see gets fixed. I might have to push on the accountant to get the paperwork for your back pay rolling, but you're just too damn good of an asset to not pay for the work you've been doing here." Mr. Shale interrupted, tying his tie back on. "Now, admittedly, I would have preferred to have actually hired you myself from the get go, but I'm not sure I would have given you a chance if you came to me saying you wanted to use hypnotism to get one of my offices running smoother by helping my employees become more confident and friendly. Which would have been a shame because you're doing excellent work."
As the dragon continued to ramble on about the benefits and duties that the rat's newly formed position within the firm would bring, the rodent glanced over at his black scaled boyfriend in disbelief.
Corwin gave the rat a toothy, alligator smile. "Looks like you'll be able to pay for lunch now, Raz," the black scaled reptile said, picking up a pen and opening his appointment book.
"I don't have a lot of cash on hand," the rat said.
"Don't worry about it, Mr. Readerson," the large dragon said, buckling his belt. "Go up to the restaurant on the top floor and put the meal on my tab. I'll call ahead and let them know it's okay. When you get back, I'll have the paperwork ready to be signed so we can make your employment official."
Feeling like he had no control for the first time in years, the rat could only nod as he turned back to the face the large dragon, "Okay."
Corwin grinned even wider at his slightly bewildered rat lover and crossed out a line as completed in his book.
Lunch: Get Raz and boss together for interview?