Jared squinted and noticed a rather large bulge right against Jeremiah's right upper thigh. He wondered if he was seeing things. It could have just been the way the light hit his pants, making it seem as though there was a bulge where he was pointing.

Lauren, his coworker and friend he had spoken to earlier in the morning, had always gone on and on about how black men were so much more different in bed. In fact, she always used both her hands to try to describe the size of their members. Jared never truly believed her as he had dated a half-black, half-Chinese man and he was nothing special.

"Come on, what's the worst that could happen? We all just have a good time and you go do what you were going to do anyway. You even get revenge on your ex to boot," Russel said.

"It could put this whole negotiation at risk. It can be voided if people find out," Jared replied.

"Oh, are there cameras in here?" Russel asked.

"No."

"Then microphones to record our conversations?"

"No."

Jared could tell where he was going with this.

"Then do you have some kind of recording device in your eyes?" Russel questioned.

"No. Russel, I get where you're trying to go but..."

"But what? You afraid we gonna go public with it? You think we would really do that?" Russel said.

He did have a point. Without any evidence, it would only be their word against his. He felt his nipples grow hard and press against his shirt as he grew more excited. Jeremiah and Russel seemed to take notice, leaning back and rubbing their own upper thighs.

"Well? You give us this sign on bonus and we will sign that dotted line," Russel said.

"Really? That's all it'll take?"

"Nah, you sold us, but damn, if we can add that in, then shit, we definitely sold," Jeremiah replied.

"You know you want to try this. I bet you fuckin' hard right now," Russel added.

Jared's heart raced as he weighed the options. He knew for a fact that his body was ready and willing, but he still felt somewhat hesitant. His lips pursed as he felt his manhood strain against his pants.

"Fuck it," he whispered.

"What?" Russel asked.

"I think he said he wanted us to fuck him," Jeremiah laughed.

"Close enough," Jared said with a shrug.

"Yeah? We gettin' our sign on bonus?" Russel asked as he stood up.

Jeremiah smiled and followed. They both made their way around Jared's desk and stopped on either side of him. Jared took a deep breath to try to calm himself as he heard their zippers make their way down.

Their pants slid to their ankles and they stepped out. Both were wearing boxer briefs that clung to their lower body. Jared saw a large bulge between each man's legs. They looked inhumanly large.

"Whoa... that's not..." Jared whispered.

"Huh? What?" Russel asked, leaning in.

"Did you guys put socks in there?" He asked as he pointed at their crotches.

Jeremiah and Russel both laughed.

"You serious? You never see a black man's cock before?" Jeremiah questioned.