Who's Zooming Who (M/M)
Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2020 1:20 am
Connor had developed the reputation of being a bit of an office prankster and loved getting one over on his other coworkers. Much to their dismay. Even with almost the entire staff working from home Conner couldn’t help himself. And for this next zoom meeting he wanted to pull off the prank of the century.
“Wait till you see what I have planned!†Connor typed into his work messenger.
He was corresponding with Mike, his coworker. Mike has developed the reputation of being Connor’s office lackey. He would go along with just about every one of Connors dumb pranks. Needless to say the rest of the guys in the place were getting pretty tired.
“It’s gonna be so tits! I swear I didn’t tell anybody. It’s gonna be so hilarious tho†Mike responded in the chat.
Connor sat back in his rolling office chair. He felt like the king of the castle. No boss on the floor meant all he had to worry about was his top attire. Which was all business, a dress shirt with a striped tie. But his bottom was all shorts baby, and a pair of flip flops so he could let his big dogs roam free under his desk.
“I brought some stuff for the prank yesterday at Home Depot. I’m gonna tell Super Smelly about it an hour before the staff meeting.†Connor typed back.
Super Smelly was the not so affectionate nickname Connor gave to the buildings maintenance man Austin Hibbs. He was a tall, bearded, meathead guy with a serious BO problem. Connor was certain the guy only started wearing deodorant after he led a smear campaign about it to the boss. Even then you could still “smell†him coming.
This was probably the only downside to working in office. Hibbs has to come in and dust and do what little work there was for him to do. Connor felt it was his duty to keep the man occupied. Connor left the office looking like he lived there. Leaving the break room a mess, never washing up after he ate. And dumping his trash in random baskets around the office floor.
Connor laid up at his desk. His size 14 bare feet crossed up on his desk. He felt like a king. Cracking his toes loudly he rested his hands behind him. He perked up from his desk when he heard the sound of a push cart come onto the floor.
“Hibbs my man! Happy to see ya!†Connor shouted across the room.
Hibbs rolled his eyes internally. “Good to see you too Mr McGowan.†Hibbs said with the biggest shit eating grin.
He couldn’t stand this clown. He wanted this day done and over as soon as possible. He wanted no part in whatever dumb joke he may of had planned. The last one he pulled before lockdown involved a glitter bomb he exploded in the break room. He was still finding glitter to this day.
He dumped the cans unsurprising that shithead was dumping in all of them. He made his way around the office ending up at the desk across Connor. He tipped the basket and replaced the bag.
“Maybe we can keep it to just the trash can by your own desk Mr McGowan?†Hibbs asked in the nicest way he could muster.
“Oh but we gotta keep you in shape old boy. Don’t wanna pack on the Covid-19-15! The bending is good for ya.†Connor said cracking his toes again and shooting a wad of paper into the clean basket Hibbs was holding.
“Gee thanks.†Hibbs said pulling out the balled up paper and tossing it with the rest of the rubbish.
“Say Hibbs my man could you help me with something?†Connor asked with a sly grin.
“What is it?†Hibbs asked reluctantly.
“See I have the reputation of being a bit of a prank king. And I have a good one in mind but I need a bit of help. What ya say?†Connor asked standing up.
“I don’t know Mr McGowan, I’ve only got a lot of work to do before my shift is done. I can’t get distracted.†Hibbs said backing away.
Connor grabbed hold of his gloved hand and it stopped Hibbs in his tracks.
“Nonsense. This will only take a little bit of your time. And you’ll be able to finish up your work I’m no time. I promise.†Connor said with a sly wink.
“Well okay. What do you need me to do?†Hibbs asked.
“Thought you would never ask!†Connor said pulling out a orange plastic bag from the lock drawer of his desk.
“I want to pull a prank during my next zoom staff meeting. We are having yet another pointless Zoom meeting that could've been an email. And I thought wouldn’t it be funny for me to join the call on my end in a funny position.†Connor said dumping the contents of the bag into his desk.
“And what position is that?.†Hibbs wondered until he say bags of rope and fresh roll of silver duct tape spill onto the desk.
“I want it to look like I was fleaced, shanghaied, robbed, and left tied up! It’s gonna be hilarious!†Connor said with a clap. He was so proud of this idea.
“So you want me to tie you up?†Hibbs asked.
“Duh! Catch up old man! It’s gonna be a fuckin riot! Here take these and start cutting some of these ropes.†Connor handed him a pair of sharp scissors from a mug on his desk.
“If you say so.†Hibbs said grabbing a bag of the ropes and breaking them out. “How are we doing this?†Hibbs asked.
“I’ll have a seat and you’ll just wrap me up so I look like I was taken prisoner at work.†Connor said sitting back in his rolling chair.
Connor put his hands on the arm rests of the chair and watched as Hibbs got to work. First he tied connors wrists down to the arm rests of the chair.
“How’s that?†Hibbs asked.
“Not even close! Wrap my arms and use as much as ya want. These pythons will break loose with no trouble. We gotta make this look good.†Connor pestered.
“If you insist.†Hibbs sighed.
He took a long length of rope and started to wind it up and and around Connor’s torso. So it was bound back to the chair. Connor gave them a tug and the ropes were gripping him back to the chair.
“Little. Tight…..†Connor grunted.
“You asked for it to look good.†Hibbs smiled.
He took more ropes and started to tie up Connor at his knees.
“Oh that’s not Necessary.†Connor said getting winded from the right bindings on his torso.
“Almost done Mr. McGowan.†Hibbs was starting to enjoy this.
He took a small hunk of ropes and tied up Connor’s ankles. Connor was not tied hand and foot to his office roller chair.
Look at the time about seven minutes before we have to start the meeting. I think you should gag me and we’ll be all done.†Connor said trying his best to sit up in the right bindings.
“Sure thing should I use your neck tie?†Hibbs asked pulling it a little looser on his neck.
“No. No. Just a strip of tape on my mouth would be just fine.†Connor said being up off by a noise alert on the computer.
“You’ve got mail.†Hibbs said moving the noises to take off the screen saver.
“Has Super Smelly got you taken care of yet. Can you type? Lol†Hibbs read the message aloud.
“Super Smelly eh?†Hibbs said in a tone the got Connor a little uncomfortable.
Well, more uncomfortableness honestly. Connor gulped and said coyly.
“He’s just joking. Honestly I think he has had a stroke that destroyed the part of his brain that filters out rude comments or something.†Conner said nervously.
“Hey, I can take a joke and I’ll admit I’ve heard a few things about my body odor here in this office.†Hibbs said pulling up a chair and propping his black work boots on Connor’s desk.
“I know the boss told me to start wearing deodorant after some busy body lodged a few too many complaints. You wouldn’t know any about that would you McGowan?†Hibbs asked crossing his arms.
“Me, nah. I mean I’ll admit you can smell a bit pungent from time to time.†Connor said in an attempt to smooth over this conversation.
“Pungent. Funny you should say such a four dollar word. I remember that being a “remark†made about me. I gotta admit that was a pretty embarrassing conversation to have with your boss. Don’t you think?†Hibbs asked sternly.
“Haha. I bet it was. Gee look at the time my meeting will be happening any moment now. Better rip off a piece of that tape and be on our way.†Connor said trying to scoot closer to his desk.
He was stopped and forced back by Hibbs shoving his boot into his chest. The body weight of his leg pinning his chair to the wall.
“You know I’ll admit my pits can stink up a bit. But you know something. It ain’t got a thing on my feet.†Hibbs pressed his boot into Connor’s bound torso.
“You don’t say….†Connor said starring down at Hibbs boot.
“Oh yeah check it out!†He said placing both his boots on Connor’s shoulders.
And he pressed his ankles against his shoulders and the loose tied boots flopped off to the floor.
“Get a whiff of these!†He mocked flicking his socked feet under Connor’s nose.
“Gah! My god dude! When’s the last time you washed those socks?†Connor wretched.
“That’s a great question McGowan. I think these socks have been going on about two weeks now. I get so busy I swear these socks keep the shape of my shoes after I take em off.†Hibbs grinned.
“I have a idea!†Hibbs moved his feet off of Connor’s chest and stood up.
“What’s that?†Connor asked.
Hibbs started to remove the socks he was wearing and balled them up.
“I think you should wash these socks for me.†Hibbs remarked.
TBC