Buzz was working on his new Honey Nut Cheerios™ marketing plan when he heard his office door creak open.
"Sorry, I'm a little busy bee right now, but-"
"Honeypie, look up. It's me."
And sure enough, Barry Benson had swaggered into his office, wearing a necktie and carrying a old tape player. Barry stepped closer and swiped away Buzz's charts onto the floor.
"Barry! Why are you here? You know the company keeps its eyes out for you!"
Buzz felt his skin flush as Barry walked around his desk and set down the tape player. He glanced at the other bee's body, so plump and handsome.
"Buzzy boy, the suits can't keep me from you."
Suddenly, Buzz couldn't handle the heat of the moment, quickly getting up to shut the blinds behind him. He took a few deep breaths, but they didn't help. He knew Barry was watching him intensely.
"Ya like jazz?" Barry pressed play on the tape player, and a static-filled song leaked softly from the machine.
"Barry..." Buzz whispered, "someone will hear!"
"Let them. I enjoy the rush." He grabbed the other bee by the waist and kissed him passionately. Buzz felt around for the chair, for something to steady himself with, and ended up sitting down clumsily, with Barry straddling his legs.
"Buzz, I need you," Benson's voice was filled with desire. "I want to nut in your Cheerios™."