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The promotion

Kenny and Patrick have been happily married for almost 5 years by now. Things had been going well for the two men in recent years. They had a nice house, well-paying jobs and still good sex. Patrick even had a chance for an upcoming promotion. He worked hard and invested a lot of time into the job lately. Kenny was concerned that his husband would overwork himself. But he tried to calm him down.

"I'm getting an assistant next week. He'll take a lot off me and then I'll be home more often. I promise you that honey,” he assured.

In fact, Patrick got an assistant. But the overtime didn't decrease. But that wasn't even the worst part for Kenny. He had the impression that Patrick was withdrawing more and more from him. They hardly ever did anything together in their free time and Patrick didn't seem to have any energy left for sex. But one night Kenny tried everything to seduce his husband. It worked. But then something very strange happened. Patrick said:

"Shall we try something different today? How about if you fuck me for once?"

Kenny was confused. Patrick was actually 100% top. In all the years they had known each other, Patrick had never expressed a desire to switch. And it wasn't exactly what Kenny wanted either.

"Well, no problem if you don't want to. Will you fetch one of your dildos then, honey?” asked Patrick.

He then expressed the wish that Kenny should penetrate him with the dildo. Kenny complied. When he wanted to suck his husband's cock at the same time, he stopped him.

"No honey, please don't. Just fuck me with the dildo,” Patrick said.

Kenny still found Patrick's behavior highly unusual, but played along. Then it went on for a while until both brought themselves to cum with their hands. This hadn't all gone the way Kenny had imagined.

**********

A few days later there was a meeting at the local LGBTQ+ association of which Kenny and Patrick were members. Due to Patrick's workload, they hadn't been there for a long time.

"Do you think we can make it in time to go there today? We haven't been seen there for a long time. Everyone's already asking for us,” Kenny said to his husband over the phone.

"It's going to be difficult, we still have so much to do here," Patrick replied.

"Do you think I should go alone?"

"I'd rather you stay at home, darling. When I get home tonight I'll be more comfortable if you're there and we can at least have dinner together."

"All right. I love you."

But Patrick had already hung up.

**********

When Patrick got back from work that night, Kenny was waiting for him, looking angry.

"What is the matter darling? Didn't you have a nice day?"

"No I did not. And you owe me an explanation!” Kenny said.

"What do you mean?" Patrick wanted to know.

“I spoke to Andrew and Lydia today. They told me that you stopped our weekly donation for the association four weeks ago. Why did you do that?!"

"Please calm down, darling. I didn't want to burden you with this, but I found out that the association was embezzling funds. That's why I didn't want to go to the meetings anymore. I'm sorry, I should have told you sooner..."

"What? But, that's terrible..." Kenny said, stunned.

"But let's not spoil the mood now. I have very good news! I got the promotion!”

"That's great, honey!" Kenny exclaimed, hugging his husband.

"Don't be mad at me, but could you cook a nice dinner for us and a guest tomorrow? To celebrate the promotion?”

"Of course. Did you invite your boss?” Kenny wanted to know.

"No not really. I invited Mister... um I invited Roger. My assistant. I could never have managed all this without him.”

"Fine as you like. I will prepare a feast!”

**********

Kenny spent half the day preparing dinner. He was very proud of what Patrick had achieved and forgave him for spending so much time in the office. Kenny finished just in time at 6 p.m. and he heard Patrick come in the door. Full of joy, Kenny stormed towards him and wanted to kiss him as a greeting, but he dodged. Then Kenny noticed a young athletic man standing behind Patrick.

"This is Mr. Mann," Patrick introduced him.

Kenny greeted him and wanted to shake his hand, but "Mr. Man" just walked past him and looked around the house.

"You call your assistant Mister?" Kenny whispered.

"Yeah, that's a kind of a nickname,” Patrick replied.

Kenny served the first course. After serving everyone wine and beer, he raised a glass in toast.

"Let's toast your well-deserved promotion, Patrick. You really deserve it and make me a very proud husband," Kenny said.

But the reaction was not as expected. While Patrick looked down, a little embarrassed, Mr. Mann laughed out loud.

"You haven't told him yet?" Mr. Mann then asked, amused.

"Told me what?" Kenny wanted to know.

"You know… I was actually offered the promotion, but I turned it down. Instead, Mr. Mann was promoted… on my recommendation.”

Kenny didn't believe what he was hearing. He asked if it was a joke.

"That's no joke. Isn't that right?' said Mr. Mann.

"It's the truth darling. It took me a real effort to convince the board that Mr. Mann was a better fit for the position. You know, he's a lot smarter than me and he deserves it."

While Kenny stared at everyone, Mr. Mann took a sip of his beer.

"Oh it was really pathetic the way he begged the bosses to give me that promotion. But at that moment, everyone on the board must have realized what a submissive wimp he is. But you need a strong man in a position like that. Not true?"

"Yes, you are right Mr. Mann, as always."

"But don't be disappointed," said Mr. Mann to Kenny. “He got a new position anyway. Your so-called husband is now MY personal assistant. Let's toast it!”

While Mr. Mann and Patrick raised their glasses, Kenny got up and headed towards the kitchen.

"I... I have to prepare the next course..." he said trembling.

Kenny didn't know what to think. So he concentrated fully on the preparation of the meal. He would talk to Patrick about it after dinner. But from this point on, this dinner took on a very strange dynamic. Mr. Mann kept turning the topic of conversation to his political views, which went against everything Kenny and Patrick stood for. Mr. Mann railed against migrants, against left-wing politics and also against what he called “homo propaganda”. The worst part was that Patrick wasn't arguing against him, but actually seemed to agree with him. When Mr. Mann kept calling queer people "fags" Kenny was blown away.

"I've had enough now! I disappear! This is all just sick!” he cursed and ran into the bedroom.

Kenny cried his eyes out for several minutes when suddenly Patrick came into the room. He took Kenny in his arms and tried to calm him down.

"I do not understand any of this. I don't even recognize you. You were always such a strong willed person who could always stand up for yourself. And now you submit to this boy who is years younger than you and who has terrible views! Why, Patrick, why?”

"I know it's hard for you to understand, honey. It was for me too, believe me. But from day one, when Mr. Mann started as my assistant, I knew I had only ever played a role. Through him I felt the charisma and power of a real man for the first time. He's my boss now. And I am so happy to be able to work under him. Please don't break this for me. I beg you."

"Fine! If you really want to work under this asshole then go for it.”

"Thank you darling! Does that mean you'll come back and help me save dinner?"

"Okay, but I’m still upset"

"Thank you darling. Before you finish the next course, would you apologize to Mr. Mann? He finds your behavior very disrespectful. And to be honest, me too.”

"Disrespectful..." Kenny swallowed his anger. He just wanted to end this evening as quickly as possible.

When he came into the living room, Kenny had to cough because there was a cloud of smoke in the room. It came from Mr. Mann, who was sprawled on the sofa smoking a cigar.

"I... wanted to apologize for my behavior earlier..." Kenny spoke.

Mr. Mann looked at him expectantly.

"Please try a little harder," Patrick pleaded.

"My behavior earlier was inappropriate. I sincerely apologize for that, Mr. Mann.”

"Fine, it's okay. The apology could have come a little earlier, but so be it. Your cooking skills are better than your behavior anyway. So go and finish the next course,” said Mr. Mann.

"It will be ready in 5 minutes sir." Kenny replied.

Kenny surprised himself at how submissive his answer was. Somehow he had been intimidated by this man's arrogance.

"Hey, my glass is empty!" Mr. Mann said to Patrick, who immediately jumped up to fill it.

When dinner was over, Kenny felt relieved to be able to return to normality soon, but their "respected" guest didn't want to leave just yet.

"The food wasn't bad, I have to say that fag."

"Thank you sir." Patrick replied. "We are glad that you are satisfied."

"I'd be even more satisfied if my feet weren't killing me. I could really use a foot massage right now. Like the ones you give me every day at the office.”

Then Mr. Mann made himself comfortable on the couch again and let Patrick take off his shoes. Kenny watched frozen as his usually proud husband now knelt on the floor and massaged the feet of this homophobic asshole. Something broke inside Kenny. He had no explanation for that but the sight made him damn horny.

"Why are you standing there so useless? Come on, I've got a foot for each of you!"

"Yes sir." Kenny said.

He didn't know where this strange urge to serve this man suddenly came from. But he didn't think about it for long, a few seconds later he was kneeling next to his husband and massaging one of the big stinky feet. Patrick smiled at him and although he was embarrassed, Kenny smiled back.

"I've already had too much beer, it's best if I don't drive today, but spend the night here."

“A good idea Mr. Mann. I'll get the guest sofa ready in a minute," Kenny said.

"How funny!" laughed Mr. Mann. "Of course I'll sleep in your bed. You can take the guest couch. But first put fresh sheets on the bed, I don't want to sleep in sheets soiled by homos."

"Of course, sir." Kenny replied submissively.

*********

So that night, Kenny and Patrick slept on the sofa while the homophobic Mr. Mann claimed their marital bed. Both were so turned on by what happened today that they couldn't help but rub their hard cocks together.

“Fuck… why are we doing this? Everything about it is wrong!”

“No, Kenny, it's not wrong. That's just who we really are. Mr. Mann explained it to me, we were created to long to serve real men like him.”

"Tell me more about what it's like working for him, darling."

Patrick detailed the day-to-day work with Mr. Mann, told how he does all the menial tasks for him and about the conservative and homophobic views that Mr. Mann holds. Patrick also revealed that on Mr. Mann's orders, he had stopped donating to the LGBTQ+ association and instead sent the money to a right-wing politician. Kenny layd back and jerked off until he had to cum.

*********

When Kenny woke up the next morning he found that the night before had not been a strange dream. He was a bit ashamed when he thought back to it and wanted to know if Patrick had really meant everything he had said. He heard that Patrick was cleaning up the dining room and kitchen. He was about to go to him when suddenly the door to the bedroom opened and Mr. Mann, completely naked, walked down the hall. He did this with such a matter of course as if he owned the house himself.

"Good morning, fagot! Better make sure breakfast is served when I'm about to finish showering.”

​

"Yes, Mr Mann."

No, this wasn't a crazy role-playing game. It was real.

Later, Mr. Mann eat his breakfast and was served by Kenny and Patrick. With great devotion they tried to fulfill every possible wish.

"I had to think about something you said yesterday," Mr. Mann told Kenny.

“You said that you find everything here sick. I agree with you. It's really sick that two disgusting homos like you play a married couple. Am I right, Patrick?"

"Yes Mr. Mann, sir," Patrick replied.

"Shouldn't you end this acting then? I mean you won't have much time to spend at home in the future anyway if you work as my assistant. We don’t want you to be unnecessarily distracted from your job, do we?”

“No sir, I want to concentrate fully on the job. My work for you is the most important thing in my life, Mr. Mann."

Kenny should actually bring tears to his eyes. After all, the man to whom he has been married for almost 5 years explained that this marriage no longer means anything to him. But instead, the only fluid Kenny's body was just leaving was the precum that oozed from his cock.

"The other little fag will definitely agree, right?"

"Yes Mr Mann. We should get a divorce. This marriage doesn't feel right,” Kenny replied, and as he said those words, he had to be careful not to come right away.

"Fine then, get the divorce papers ready as soon as possible. I definitely want to be there when you fags correct your mistake…. Oh these pancakes are really good. What do you think of working as my personal chef?”

"It would be an honor, Mr. Mann!"

*********

And so everything was sealed. At the very same day, Kenny took a hotel room until he found a new apartment. Mr. Mann insisted that Patrick and Kenny break up immediately. A few days later they got together in the house for a last time to sign the divorce papers. Mr. Mann was there as announced to be the "divorce witness". Mr. Mann was deeply satisfied that he had made sure that another homo marriage was now over. Like many before and many to come.

THE END