Tobias was pissed off. He enjoyed work but his immediate supervisor and his big boss were total assholes. Tobias was never sure why they picked on him so much. His work was more complete and detailed than anyone else in the department. As an ex-Marine, he was used to complying in situations without agreeing to the ground rules....that's what the military is all about, after all. If he had really thought about it, he would have realized that the reason they were so hard on him was because of jealousy or lust because of his looks. Tobias is quite a specimen of manhood. At 6'4" and 225 lbs. of solid muscle, his tanned, youthful body was intimidating to most people, but especially to his nerdy supervisor, Jeff, and his department head, Wayne. The military taught Tobias to jump headfirst into every situation and if there is a problem, to find a solution. But, over a period of 18 months these assholes had been making his life miserable, second guessing every project he completed and driving him crazy with unwarranted criticism. About a month before this story takes place, he finally threw in the towel and secretly sent out his resume to a couple of headhunters. He went on a couple of interviews and was immediately hired by an up and coming hedge fund who liked his technical skills and thought he would be able to branch out into sales and marketing with his looks and physical presence. Because money was so tight, he couldn't afford to take any time off between jobs so his plan was to work through the 15th when he got his next paycheck and then walk out and start the new job the following Monday. Being so conscientious and continuing to put out quality work, no one at his current jobsite suspected anything. It happened that there was an office party at the penthouse suite of a great new boutique hotel in Shoo to be held on the 13th, just two days before his final day at this job. He decided to go because he wanted to check out the hotel. He knew that Jeff and Wayne would also be there along with about 40 other co-workers but he didn't care. He dressed carefully and when he was ready to leave, he stood in front of the mirror and admired what he saw. Hot by anyone's standards, he was wearing snug fitting light beige slacks that showed the sizeable bulge in his crotch, impossible to hide his fat 9 cock and large ballsac. Noticeable, but not obscene....His upper torso was perfection in a white silk shirt that perfectly showed off his deep tan and sculpted torso. The party was boring and Tobias spent most of his time out on the wraparound terrace, watching the city lights and traffic below. Surprisingly, Jeff approached him and for some reason started making small talk. His demeanor and attitude were totally different than when he was at the office and Tobias even found himself enjoying the conversation. Jeff was a small fry, only about 5'5" and small framed - he weighed in at an astonishing 115 lbs. when soaking wet. What Tobias noticed most about him were his spindly arms and bony neck......it appeared that there was no muscle at all on his skinny appendages...just skin over bones. Tobias found himself to be strangely excited by this little pipsqueak and started fantasizing what it would be like to be alone with him and to have his way with the kid. It didnt help matters that Jeff seemed to make any excuse to stand closer to Tobias. He often leaned over in front of Tobias to place his wineglass on a small table and whenever he would lean over to do so, he would use his other hand to hold onto Tobias's arm. Tobias really liked the kid touching his massive upper arms. One time, Jeff almost dropped his glass when leaning over and quickly grabbed at the falling object with his other hand, grazing Tobias hot crotch in the process. It caused an electric jolt through Tobiass body and Jeff seemed to go into a trance from that point on. He kept complimenting Tobias on his outfit and touching the silk shirt while feeling the muscle definition and veins in his amazing arms. Tobias was comfortable with this dynamic. Many people worshipped his physical perfection and he just leaned back against the railing and spread his legs a bit in a most masculine way, and let the shrimp feel away. Emboldened, Tobias asked Jeff what he thought about his choice of trousers. "Do you think they're too casual for tonight?" Tobias asked, while twisting his torso and looking at himself in the reflection of the sliding glass door separating the terrace from the main room. Tobias liked to look at himself and his apartment was full of wall to wall mirrors. He knew that this angle was giving Jeff the perfect view of his phenomenal ass and legs. Jeffs mouth was so dry from lust that he could hardly talk and his heart was pounding in his tiny chest. "Answer me Jeff....do you like my pants or not?" Jeff managed a muffled "Yes, I like them very, very much Tobias". Since they were alone on the terrace at this late hour, Tobias decided to carry it further. He looked straight at Jeff and said, "I want you to feel the material of these slacks. Feel the quality of these pants. Rub your hand across the pocket and feel how well made they are." Jeff was powerless to resist and reached his hand nearest to Tobias towards his pants. Tobias quickly grabbed his scrawny wrist and stopped him saying, "Not with that arm...use the other one. I want you to reach across my body and feel the material on the other pocket." Jeff knew that he could not do this without encountering the sizeable bulge in Tobias' pants that seemed to be growing a bit. Tobias still had Jeffs wrist in his meaty hand and was applying enough pressure to cause discomfort. Jeff didn't even seem to notice but he knew one thing...he was completely powerless over this hot stud and would do anything he told him to. As he reached his outer arm across Tobias fantastic midsection, his entire forearm slowly rubbed against the semi-hard mound in Tobias' pants. This turned both of them on and Tobias seized control and decided it was time to leave. He looked around, saw that no one was near them, and quickly turned to face Jeff and grabbed him under both arms and effortlessly lifted the unsuspecting runt in the air. He held him there for a second and brought him to eye level, allowing the punk to see directly into his deep blue eyes. Like he was handling a sack of potatoes, Tobias set Jeff down roughly on his opposite side. He still had a strong grip on Jeff's wrist but he released it at that point and stroked his hand slowly up Jeff's bony arm. As he did this, he said, "Get our jackets and meet me in front of this building in 10 minutes. You're coming home with me."