One stormy night, Bryan sat at the dining room table with Eddie Jobson, his new hire, sitting at the opposite end. Bryan had not taken the departure of Eno all that well to say the least. He had fallen into a deep depression, drinking and trying to forget all about him. But now he had his replacement, so young and wide-eyed. He looked like a tiny fawn. And those cheekbones, by GOD, those cheekbones were to DIE for.
He had to have him. He had to.
Bryan could sense that Eddie was maybe a bit uncomfortable by the candlelit dinner. It did seem a bit overboard. But Bryan knew how to turn on that classic Ferry Charm that would put his mind at ease.
“So… Eddie… How’s your sex life…?” Just saying the word ‘sex’ was enough to make Bryan horny. After all, he was the most sexual man in the universe.
Eddie, a bit taken aback by the question, tried to think of what to say. “Well, I had a girlfriend, but she broke up with me.”
“Ah, heartbreak… It is quite a tragedy… when a man… loses his lady…” Ferry began thinking of Eno, and a single tear rolled down his cheek.
“Oh, it’s no big deal. Besides, now I can experiment more, and try different things.” Eddie fumbled with his fork, trying to muster the courage to say what he needed to say. “To be honest, I’ve been feeling a bit bi-curious, lately.”
“Oh… Well, you’ve come to the right place… because I too have… homosexual tendancies…”
“Oh my god,” Eddie said, a bit aroused. “Can we… Should we..?”
“Yes.” Bryan had already taken off his clothes, revealing his long, thick, hard man-meat.
Eddie just dropped his trousers and bent over the table. “Take me, Daddy.”