My Papi

“I want this mother fucker obliterated!” I was in the office of Don, a good looking white 28-year-old CEO of a small but prominent tech company in the Flatiron District. “I founded the company after college, I busted my balls to get it where it is today.” He showed me a mid-20s white guy’s picture, Ed. A bit nerdy with glasses. “This fucker has been leaking software designs to a competitor for profit. My lawyers have gone over everything and there’s nothing concrete that would hold up in court. He’s a star with a great contract and if I fire him I’d have to give him a big payout. Your name came up in an off the record conversation with a law enforcement official who is an acquaintance as someone who might have a solution.” Oh, I was intimately aware of this acquaintance.

The company has 12 employees in one large open communal space with wheelie chairs. Don’s office was at one end and was enclosed by glass.

“100K and he’s crushed.” I explained what I had in mind. I left with a check.

A few days later at 4:30 PM, Steven and I dressed in dark suits, with decoy guns in holsters came barging into the office flashing badges. We made quite a commotion. We went to Ed’s desk and I called out his name. “Yes.” He was on the short side and thin and kind of cute. Everyone was as their desks and could hear everything.

“I’m Detective Rizzo and this is Detective Feeney. You’re under arrest” I said in a deep voice.

“What for? There must be some mistake!”

“A drug dealer in custody has snitched on a series of clients and you were named.”

“That’s ridiculous!”

“Well!” said Steven has he pulled out a big plastic bag of white powder from Ed’s desk drawer. It had been placed there earlier by Don.

“You’re under arrest for possession of narcotics. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you.” I recited.

“I can’t go to jail now! Tonight, is my wife’s birthday!” That was the main factor in pulling this on this day. He started to cry.

“Officers, can we please go into my office to discuss this. My firm makes a major annual contribution to the Police Athletic League and we provide software to several mayoral agencies. Perhaps there’s an explanation for this.” Don said.

“Okay” I said as Steven, I and the guy went into Don’s office and shut the door. I did most of the talking. All the workers could see but not hear us through the glass.

“He’s a valued employee and isn’t it possible that the drugs aren’t his? They could have been planted.”

“Look, anything is possible and after he’s booked and arraigned that’s a matter for the DA and his lawyer.”

Throughout all of this the guy was sobbing and shaking.

“What if there was an inducement for you to look the way and forget this.”

“An inducement? What are you talking about?”

“We all know evidence has a way of sometimes disappearing. What if he showed you his gratitude for that occurring?”

“Oh! I see! That sort of an inducement!” I laughed. “What do you think?” I said to Steven. “Hmmm. We’ve already brought in five perps on this case today. Maybe that’s enough. Depending on what goes down.” He laughed. Both of us unzipped and undid our pants and were standing with our hard cocks out.

“Well, I think it’s clear what needs to be done” said Don. Ed stood there stunned.

“Now! Or we’re going downtown” I barked. Ed dropped to his knees, opened wide and took me in his mouth. “Get busy!” He was terrible at giving head considering he was straight and most likely had never thought of doing it. He was never going to get me off, so I jerked my dick as he tried to suck it and I came on his face. I pulled up my underwear and pants. Then he crawled to Steven and the humiliation was repeated. Don stood with a neutral expression so as not to give his delight away. Steven came on his face and fixed himself up.

“We’re done here” I said. Steven and I exited as the employees all parted the way when I opened the door and we briskly strode out through gathering workers, several of whom had their phones out and had taken pictures and video of Ed’s obliteration.

“You are an awesome son of a bitch! When you get out of school you could be running a Fortune Five Hundred company! That guy plainly never had a dick in his mouth before. You are cruel!” Steven exclaimed back at his place as we were celebrating by sipping Cuervo Gold. The bag of planted baby powder was on the table along with the badges and guns which would be returned to my detective the next time I saw him.

“Oh, I can be very cruel. I have been taught by masters.”

“100K for less than 30 minutes! That has to be some sort of record!”

“It was a bargain. The payout for terminating that crook’s employment was about four times that with of the benefits involved. Another satisfied client.”

Don called me the next day. He was laughing as he recounted what went down after. Ed bolted out of Don’s office, grabbed his stuff and was gone. There would be no severance or anything. Ed’s coworkers had of course sent out videos and pictures of Ed sucking me and Steven. Finding another job in the industry would be difficult for Ed.