The Andrews gym was unusually busy for a Friday morning. The Andrews mindset instilled that every member of the staff exercise his body as well as his mind. The state of the art gym had enough equipment to allow several members of the team to work out at the same time. Aaron learned from an early age that keeping the body fit was of utmost importance if you wanted to stay on top of your game.
He had developed a workout routine in his teens when his father showed him that a strong body could offset the bullying he was often subjected to as the smartest kid in school. From that point on, he maintained a vigorous daily exercise routine. Living in London, his routine usually started before dawn with a brisk five-mile walk or run from his bedsit to the Andrews facility. He would work out for a minimum of sixty minutes in the Andrews' gym, then shower, dress, and begin his other tasks as the Andrews technology person.
Today he was in the company of Akerheart, Robins, Natalie, and Maya the dispatcher. While in the gym, the staff rarely discussed work situations. Today was no different. Aaron worked his body extra hard, knowing that he had a hot date that evening. He might even return to the gym before leaving work to get the extra pump he found most men enjoyed seeing.
After his sauna and shower, he found himself in the lab with Natalie and Akerheart. Natalie had spent the entire week digging into Taylor Pharmacon's background, hoping to dredge up a skeleton or two. Her smile suggested that she had finally succeeded. "What did you find?" asked Aaron?
"I may be on to something but it will require more digging. As you already know, Taylor makes most of its money in the generic drug business. They rely on the major house's research and development for new drugs, and then they exploit that research by making a generic version."
"I did know that," said Akerheart. "So how does that make them vulnerable? Or more to the point, why would someone want to send this message?"
"That was my questions as well. I kept digging and found that Taylor began developing their own drugs about five years ago. It looked as if they might have a new line of vaccines, but the research stopped suddenly. I have not found out why, nor can I identify what they were attempting to develop."
"What could have disrupted the research? Was it money or some government regulations?" asked Aaron leaning against his worktable.
"That's what I can't seem to find. I only stumbled on the lead and it took pulling in some favors to get this far."
"Dig deeper. If they stopped researching a profit stream, there must be a major problem. I don't see Taylor giving up that easy."
Natalie left Aaron's lab, grabbed another cup of coffee and continued digging into Taylor's research program.
Andrews had gained some notoriety after the Tameron kidnapping case, bringing more new clients than they could manage. While Hank was not going to refuse new business, he developed a priority system for accepting them. They made their reputation guarding high-risk clients such as diplomats, company CEOs and directors, as well as high visibility government officials. The Taylor Pharmacon case added to their waiting list of client requests.
Today was Friday and he needed to have some down time so Aaron worked his ass off to get out by seven that evening. He took the tube to his bedsit, had some leftovers he brought home from the pub the previous night, and took a nap. His alarm woke him at ten giving him plenty of time to shower and dress in his leathers for a night out.
As they had arranged, Aaron and Barry met outside The Underground entrance. Under his jacket, Barry wore leather shorts and vest with sandals on his feet. Aaron wore tight leather pants, a leather harness vest and boots. With a leather jacket covering his upper body, Aaron looked hot and powerful. He radiated the aura of a dominant, sexy guy out to have fun with his sub.
Tom and his boy approached a minute after Aaron reached Barry. Introductions completed, Tom pulled Barry close, looked into his eyes and said in a strong clear voice, "Aaron tells me you want to be his boy. You think you have what it takes to please him?"
Barry was clearly startled by the outright forceful manner in which Tom addressed him, but he lowered his eyes and answered, "That is why I'm here, sir. Both Aaron and I want to see if I have what it takes."
Tom's boy stood by his side witnessing the conversation. He said nothing as Tom and Aaron led them into the club. Jackets checked, Tom turned to Aaron and said, "I took the liberty of reserving a private room for the evening." Then to his boy, Tom said, "Take him and get him ready to meet his master." Barry followed without looking back at Aaron.
Tom and Aaron ordered drinks and looked at the dance floor. There were several hot guys dancing to the too loud music blasting from the speakers that surrounded the room. The DJ perched on the platform was just as entertaining as the guys on the floor. He wore a tight leather jock, boots, and strap vest. He appeared to be in his mid to late twenties, was extremely muscular, and danced as hard to the music, as the others were doing. He was a one-man show.
They watched for another ten minutes when Tom said, "It's time to see if this guy has what it takes. Please follow my lead. If he is worth the effort, you will know by the time the night is over." They made their way through the crowd until they stood in front of the room Tom had reserved for the night.
He opened the door, stood aside to let Aaron enter, and then followed him into the room. The door was left fully open. There on the floor, facing the open door was Barry kneeling next to Tom's boy. Both were naked, hands clasped behind their bowed heads, legs spread wide, and fully erect. Aaron momentarily froze as he saw what was in front of him. He looked at both boys, then back up to see Tom's smile.
There was a huge difference between Barry and Tom's boy. Barry stood about five foot eleven inches, had a strong muscular body that was covered in a blanket of fur. Tom's boy barely stood five foot seven inches tall, was slim, so slim that Aaron could wrap his hands around his waist and practically touch his finger tips together. Tom's boy was smooth, actually hairless from his neck down. In contrast to his small size, Tom's boy had a much bigger cock than Barry did. Though opposite in stature, both were beautiful specimens of man beauty.
Tom led Aaron to the couch at the other side of the room. Sitting next to each other, they had a clear view of both kneeling, naked boys from the rear. Just past them, they could see the men on the dance floor through the open door. Aaron knew this was a test for Barry and wondered if it might be for Tom's boy as well.
"Boy, my drink is nearly finished. Go to the bar and get me another. I have opened a tab so you will not need any money." Then turning to Aaron, Tom smiled and said, "Barry your master's drink is also nearly finished. Follow my boy and get your master a refill."
Tom's boy stood, ready to walk out the door when Tom asked Aaron if his boy knew what to order. Barry turned to face them and said, "I know what he likes."
Tom quickly stood, walked the few feet to face Barry and shouted, "Boy was I speaking to you? You are not here to talk. You are here to prove that you are worth this man's effort training you. Do you understand?"
Chastised, Barry lowered his eyes and said, "Yes sir, I understand." He waited in silence for further instructions.
Aaron spoke gently but firmly. "I'd like a scotch on the rocks. In fact make it a double."
Barry nodded and turned looking for something. Spotting his shorts, he began to move toward them when Tom interrupted. "I didn't tell you to get dressed. Look out there, you are not the only naked boy tonight."
Barry was clearly frightened at the thought of walking out of the room naked. He looked to Aaron for support but found none. Aaron had a stern face as he said, "Go and do as you were told. Oh and remember hands by your side." Barry shot Aaron a look of pure fright.
Tom's boy pulled Barry by the arm and led him out the door. When they were a few feet away, Tom smiled at Aaron and said, "He is so frightened he may not make it to the bar. I wonder what he will do when the men start to grope him." Then Tom moved to the door and started laughing. He waved Aaron to join him as they watched Tom's boy and Barry trying to maneuver to the bar. Every man they passed took it upon himself to make body contact with one or both of them.
"If he makes it through the night, you might have a person worthy of your training," said Tom as he and Aaron continued to watch the scene unfold.