"I'm sorry, I just can't get the fucking...ugh!" Schwab angrily gripped the edges of Lee's shirt. Lee awkwardly patted the officer on the back, trying to comfort the man that had been stuck on his bottom button for the past 5 minutes. His boner had long since wilted, the sight of a grown man struggling with a simple button slurping the blood from his dick.
"Maybe it would be sexier if you took your dick out," Lee said without thinking, immediately slapping his hand over his mouth, appalled at what he said. His dick blood was taking its sweet time getting back to his brain. Schwab, to his utter amazement, looked at him thoughtfully, shrugged, and immediately went for his zipper.
"I..uh, holy shit," Lee said as Schwab slowly unzipped his pants. Ignoring the stuck button that had held up their activities, Lee ripped his shirt off, the button popping off the fabric with a quiet 'schlorb'. Schwab, looking down at his pants to make sure he didn't fuck up his zipper, was right in the line of sight of the button as it made it's escape, and was too slow to react.
The button went straight for his left eye.
"GGGGHHHHHHHEEEEEEEYYYYY!" Schwab hollered, holding his eye. His dick flopped out of his unzipped pants and out of fear, Schwab started pissing. His stream was like a power washer, knocking papers off the desk and he stumbled around the room holding his eye. Lee screamed. Someone started pounding at the door, most likely Amanda coming to check on the screaming. Lee panicked and hurriedly took his own dick out, wanting to be in solidarity with Schwab. The intern smacked his johnson on the desk, making a wet slap, and shouted at Amanda over the sound of power pissing and screaming.
"We're fine queen, thanks for checking in," he yelled, so loud his face went red with effort. Amanda, the fucking g, decided she wasn't paid enough to deal with this and went back to her desk.
Schwab ran out of piss a second later and stopped screaming. Like a fire hydrant being shut off, he stopped abruptly, only a few drips to show that anything ever happened. Both hands still clasped over his injured eye, he slowly turned to look at Lee. The intern still had his weiner on his boss' desk, keeping it away from the pee but also visible. Schwab's right eye slowly tracked down Lee's body to the appendage.
"Nice dick bro," he said, his voice raw from screaming. Lee nodded and raised his eyebrows, pointing at Schwab's hotdog in a gesture meant to convey 'you too bro'.
"Hey so, about the piss," Schwab said, lowering his hands from his eye. He had begun to cry blood out of both of his orbs. Lee looked down at the soaked desk and mess of papers that now littered the floor and plastered the walls, stuck there with . p.
"It's cool dude, I've fear peed before too man," Lee said, trying to keep in casual. He peeked at the ceiling and saw some papers stuck there too.
"Oh, uh..heheh," Schwab said, awkwardly smiling and chuckling as he schlurped his dick back in his pants. Lee followed suit. Picking his ruined shirt from the floor, Lee quickly realized he would NOT be wearing that. His nipples were on display for everyone to see. They hardened at the thought, hard enough to brake cronk creet.
"Well!" Schwab said loudly, "Want to come to my place?" Lee blinked in surprise. Schwab still wanted to place his items in the bagging area after all that?
"Fuck yeah queen, let's go," Lee said, decidedly not caring about his coworkers seeing his huge nipples for the moment. "I know where you live, I'll meet you there?" he asked. Schwab nodded. "Oh, and one more thing Casey," Lee said…"Will your wife be there?"