Worst part is, Artemis kind of expected what happened, from the general way the two businessmen acted and looked at each other, to the amusement they seemed to be taking in how vaguely they explained the assignment they were recruiting him. Talk of special skills, personal interests...

The two had brought the programmer mouse to a high-quality hotel and stabbed the "Do not disturb" sign on. The rhino had headed straight to the minibar, serving the three of them a drink Artemis couldn't even pronounce. The two had cheered joyfully while the mouse kept himself some reserve, still trying to read the intentions of the two tall hunks in their expensive suits. It's after a few drinks, when Artemis found himself being slowly stripped of his top while the zebra kissed him and the rhino rimmed his ass that he truly realized there was something severely unorthodox going on.

The businessmen didn't seem to have any harmful intentions though, and Artemis quickly understood they were acting accordingly to what they knew about his personal life and the... extracurricular activities they had mentioned earlier. The naked, drunk mouse eagerly got on all fours on the bed, sinking his mouth around the stallion's amazingly hung shaft, lifting his slim tail to the rhino's attention without even seeing what he was packing, only to be extremely satisfied when the grey-skinned stud's enormous cock pushed past his rim and deep into him.

Artemis had a bit of a non-consensual kink, and mock-protested during the act, with which the horse and rhino went with superbly, forcing their cocks through his holes, only getting rough with every additional whimper. He choked on the zebra's huge load, cum seeping from his muzzle and messing up his chin while he felt another gallon of cum getting pumped in his ass, the two shafts being removed from him, letting him flop down, exhausted.

While he was resting, the two took spots in nearby chairs, staying naked and discussing on a low tone the drunk mouse didn't catch much of. After a few minutes (maybe an hour), he had sobered up some and pulled himself off from the bed, wandering to the rhino and dropping down to his knees, sinking his mouth down that thick grey pole again, fondling the full balls and murring deeply, back arching and tail flagged high. It had been a while since he had been treated so hotly, by guys who looked so good. After sucking a load from the rhino and riding the zebra's black member without a word being exchanged, Artemis, still naked, was sat in front of a one-page contract, very professionally and thoroughly written despite its short length.

"We don't want you to think we took you here just to fuck you, Mr Zlater. We do have a code-based job for you. High stakes, high rise, high pay. We set the objectives and you're your own boss. Take the time you need to read it"

The two businessmen put their clothes back on as Artemis carefully read the contract, splitting his eyes and racking his brain to make sure he'd find any kind of catch. In the end, he signed the bottom line with a little sigh, twisting the pen into his fingers as the rhino handed him a copy.

"Thanks. We'll get back in touch within the week to show you what material we'll be putting at your disposition at first. The down payment is already paid, and... we'll be checking for progress once in a while. The rhino ginned some, cracking his cool business composure for a split second, making Artemis feel a little hot inside.