In the dimly lit, cramped copy room, the assistant, a rugged Middle Eastern man, finds himself cornered by the eager intern, a lithe, olive-skinned young man. The assistant, initially taken aback, feels a stirring in his loins as the intern's hands roam his chest, tracing the muscles beneath his shirt. The intern, driven by a sudden, overwhelming desire, drops to his knees, unbuckling the assistant's belt with practiced ease. The assistant, his breath hitching, watches as the intern frees his hard, throbbing cock, the intern's eager mouth enveloping him, his tongue swirling around the head, tasting the salty pre-cum. The assistant's hands tangle in the intern's dark hair, guiding him, his hips moving in rhythm with the intern's hungry suckling.