Date: Mon, 3 Nov 2008 12:11:28 -0800 (PST) From: Beautiful Creamer Subject: Corporate Cockpleasers Corporate Cockpleasers By Beautiful Creamer One -- Movin' on up Nathan Harden trembled with excitement. The 34-year-old mid-level executive of Amalgamated Global Widgets had just gotten "The Call." The Call was when an executive of the 20,000-employee, multi-billion-dollar, worldwide, wildly-successful corporate giant was promoted to become one of company's 20 vice presidents. Nathan had reached the powerful pinnacle. And ensured his future. More money. Lots more. More power. Which was always appreciated. And something that had been whispered about in the organization but always remained murky and undefined. Nathan would become one of 21 members of the AGW Executive Club, which occupied the top three floors of the 64-floor AGW Tower. No one but the members had any notion of what went on there. What was known was that the members spent a huge portion of their free time at the Club. So it must be good, right? Having dedicated himself to the success of AGW and his personal success, Nathan was single. He had little or no social life. So the only people he could call with his good news were his parents. They were delighted, though Nathan's mom repeated her constant admonition to Nathan that he "not work so hard." Hard work was what made Nathan the youngest member of the Club. Nathan wasn't about to stop now. Amalgamated Global Widgets CEO Dan Stiffman had called Nathan with the good news at 4 p.m. that Friday and invited Nathan to join him in the Club at 6 p.m. Moments after the call ended, AGW's security chief showed up, giving Nathan his access documents and badges. Then the security official took Nathan to his new, huge office and showed him how to access the Club's secure elevator. Nathan wondered a little why security was air tight. But mostly he just oozed appreciation, anticipation, excitement and curiosity. At 5:55, as directed Nathan entered the elevator and punched "64." Deep breaths. What would the Club be like? The elevator door opened and Nathan saw a small reception area with a single desk. He was greeted by a neat, trim, short, 50-something man who said, "Good evening, Mr. Harden, sir. Welcome to the Club. I'm Geoffrey, the Club's evening concierge. I'm here to make your visits to the Club as pleasurable as you clearly deserve. Mr. Stiffman has asked that I take you to his suite immediately. Your suite, a very nice one indeed, will be on the floor below. I'll take you there after you meet with Mr. Stiffman." Without asking for questions, Geoffrey led Nathan briskly to the rear of the building. At precisely 6 p.m., Geoffrey slid in a key card, opened the door, asked Nathan to enter without him, then disappeared. Leaving Nathan in the entryway of a beautifully-appointed apartment. With some furniture, but no walls, except for a bathroom in the far right corner. In the far left corner, was a large bed. And something Nathan never thought he would see. Unless Nathan's 20-20 eyeballs were failing him, a man was fucking a boy. A very pretty boy. Nathan watched in horror as the naked couple grunted and wrestled though an act that they both were clearly enjoying very much. Man and boy were naked and standing. The man was behind the boy, with his cock buried deeply in the boy's pink, plump bottom. Both were facing Nathan but they were so enraptured by their intense pleasure, neither had seen him yet. An icy butcher knife of fear stabbed Nathan's heart when he realized that the man was his CEO, Mr. Stiffmam!!! It was all over for Nathan. He knew that. Mr. Stiffman would be furious at Nathan for stumbling in on this display of Stiffman's disgusting satisfaction of the CEO's raw, illegal, immoral, and [gasp] GAY (!) appetites. Nathan would be banned from AGW, of course. Some phony reason concocted for his fall from grace. If he was lucky, that is. More than likely, Stiffman would call security and have Nathan thrown off the AGW Tower roof. "We never knew he was suicidal. Our prayers go out to his family," the official statement would read in part. Maybe there was still time to run...slip out unnoticed. But Nathan's feet wouldn't move. And then... The gorgeous boy squealed in rapture and started spunking in high, creamy arcs! Oh my! Despite Nathan's terror, his cock was diamond-hard. Then he heard Mr. Stiffman groan loudly, increase the rapidity of his butt-strokes, then roll his eyes back in his head and shudder through a Force Ten orgasm. Nathan still couldn't move. Despite his fears, he HAD to see what he was seeing through to its conclusion. For no reason that Nathan vaguely understood. Then, the inevitable. "Ah, there you are, Harden," the CEO said. "Good of you to be on time. I'm so glad you've become a Club member. Peyton, this is Mr. Harden. Nathan, meet Peyton." Huh????????? Who? What? When? Where? Why? How? Stiffman was clearly enjoying Nathan's astonishment. New members always acted like that. Proving that security about the Club's activities was still air tight. As tight as some of the "residents'" pretty bottoms. Stiffman watched as Nathan's mind tried to sort out the unsortable. The CEO also checked out Nathan's crotch and confirmed that the young, "up-and-cumming" executive was painfully erect. If he weren't, there could have been "complications." Stiffman also noticed another good sign. Nathan was staring slack-jawed at Peyton. Who was playing the shy little sissyboy to a fine turn. Peyton peeked at Nathan through his downcast eyes and inch-long eyelashes. He didn't seem embarrassed by his nakedness, the flood of his boy's cream on his flat belly, his gaping bottomhole where Stiffman's cock had just enjoyed a slice of paradise, or the rivulet of Stiffman's cum that was running down his asscrack and onto his tiny testicles. Good gravy, the boy was beautiful, Nathan thought. And he loved having a man's cock in his bottom! But why was the boy in Mr. Stiffman's suite at that moment? The CEO knew Nathan was coming at six. Did he forget? Wasn't Stiffman worried about fucking a boy so "openly?" In front of one of his vice presidents? Was he showing off? Or was he telling Nathan something? Something about what happened at the Club? In addition to those huge, life-altering/threatening questions, Nathan had to ask himself why his cock was stiff at what he just saw? And why was he still staring at that gorgeous boy? Who couldn't be older than 12. Maybe only 11. With a tiny cock and bitsy "danglers." Oh. The boy was looking at Nathan full blast. And smiling -- half shyly -- half teasingly. Did the boy want Nathan "that way???????" Did Nathan want the boy "that way???????" What Nathan thought was going to be one of the best moments in his life had quickly evolved into its most terrifying. Peyton walked across the room to retrieve his white, shorty, terrycloth robe. He put it on, making sure that Nathan got a nice, long look at his plump, pink, cum-drooling bottom. Then he walked back to Stiffman and tilted his head for a goodbye kiss. Which Stiffman delivered enthusiastically. With lots of tongue. Peyton gave Nathan one last seductive look, then left the suite to a naked Mr. Stiffman and his horror-stricken employee. "That boy is an angel," the unselfconscious Stiffman said to the still-trembling Nathan. "But we have about 30 other like him `in residence' right now. I'm sure you'll meet them all. And, since it's clear that Peyton is interested in you, don't disappoint him, OK?" What? Stiffman didn't want Nathan to "disappoint" Peyton? What did that mean? Nathan couldn't ever... "That's what we do here at the Club, Harden," Stiffman said. "We recruit, house and love the prettiest young boys we can find. No one knows about it. No one will know. You're free to do what every man's DNA tells him to do. Fuck pretty boys. I know, I know. You're uncomfortable with the idea. We all were at first. But it's not only the best executive incentive program any corporation ever had, it's the main reason, I think, behind Amalgamated Global Widgets stunning success. "No AGW executive wastes time. Minimal meetings. No bullshit. We all want to get our work done and get upstairs to the Club. "Every AGW executive does an outstanding job. Anyone who doesn't gets booted from the Club -- a punishment worthy of Dante or Milton. "So we've found the formula for success and now you're part of it, Nathan Harden. Welcome, my friend." At that, Stiffman shook Nathan's hand, then pushed a button. The suite door opened and Geoffrey appeared. "Geoffrey, please show Mr. Harden to his suite. And have Adam report for the evening and night if you would. Thank you, Geoffrey." "Very good, sir," Geoffrey replied, then led a still-shocked Nathan out the door and to the elevator and down to floor 63. During the brief ride, Geoffrey said, "We've taken the liberty of moving your clothing and personal items from your apartment to your Club suite, sir. The gentlemen all prefer that. If you wish to keep your apartment, you may, but no one ever does." That was a huge liberty, Nathan mused. And how did they get past the three deadbolts on Nathan's door? Nathan followed Geoffrey obediently to Suite 21, which Geoffrey showed Nathan how to open with his thumbprint. And Nathan stepped into what would be his new world. Two -- Nathan's First Boy It was a beautiful apartment -- way better than Nathan's "former" abode. Unlike the CEO's suite, it had rooms and walls. As Geoffrey showed Nathan around, he thought he heard water running and asked Geoffrey if he heard it too. "Yes, sir," Geoffrey said. "Young Master Peyton asked if he could clean up in your shower. I told him you wouldn't mind. Perhaps you would like to join Master Peyton, sir. I'm sure Mr. Stiffman would be pleased if you did." Join that gorgeous boy? In the shower? Naked? Both man and boy? Mr. Stiffman would be pleased? Nathan accepted the inevitability of his situation. Hell, he embraced it. Geoffrey smiled, then made a hasty exit as Nathan stripped off his business suit and underwear, took a deep breath, then, naked, entered his new bathroom. It was quite steamy in there, but through the clear-glass shower door, Nathan could see Peyton's stunning, naked body. The boy was soaping his stiff little penis; rubbing suds all over his tiny testicles; rubbing his bottomhole with a very lucky washcloth. The boy noticed Nathan for the first time and gave the man a 1,000-watt smile. Nathan melted in its glow. Then he pulled open the shower door and entered to face his destiny. Thankfully for Peyton (and this story) Nathan had an excellent body. Hard and lean, with hair in the right places. And a fine, seven-inch, thick cock with hairy ball bag as a side dish. Peyton gasped approvingly as he looked Nathan up and down. Which was the final spark to ignite Nathan's fires of lust. Just as Nathan reached to pull the boy into his arms, Peyton turned around. So Nathan's arms encircled the boy from behind. Peyton responded to Nathan's touch the way we wish all our lovers would. He gasped with pleasure and leaned back slightly to engage more of Nathan's skin with his own. The shower water fell on the lovers as Nathan rubbed his stiff penis against the sweet furrow above Peyton's ass cheeks. He kissed the boy's neck, reveling in Peyton's response. Peyton's little whimpers and mews of pleasure nearly made Nathan lose his man's cream right then. But he soldiered on. Kissing the boy's neck. Reaching around to rub his soapy hands on Peyton's large, erect nipples. Making the boy pant with lust. Peyton turned his head back, inviting an open-mouthed kiss and Nathan eagerly accepted. Without disengaging from the kiss, Peyton turned himself so that he was once again facing Nathan as they kissed. And rubbed cocks. Then Peyton rubbed his soapy hands on Nathan's cock as they kissed until Nathan begged him to stop. "I want to fuck you, Sweetie," he said. Peyton moaned in anticipation. Then he turned away from Nathan and raised his hands. Placing his flat palms on the shower wall and spreading his legs. Pushing his bottom toward Nathan. The kind of thing that should happen for more of us more often. [Sigh] Anyway, Nathan had only had intercourse twice in his life and neither was of the anal flavor. But that didn't stop him. The concept was simple enough and Nathan was a top executive. He entered Peyton's bottom with two soapy fingers, just to make sure the boy was ready for a good, stiff fucking. The boy was VERY ready. And his delicious moans and gasps as Nathan fingered his pootie made the whole experience better for both of them. Nathan found Peyton's prostate and, believing that a delay while he "regrouped" would prolong his later pleasure, Nathan tormented the boy's prostate with his naughty fingers until Nathan was screaming, shuddering and shooting out his sperm in big, creamy globs. Nathan could wait no more. The boy had barely spurted his last semen when Nathan removed his fingers from Peyton's anus and placed his thick cock at the entrance. Thinking briefly, "This wasn't exactly what I thought I'd be doing tonight," Nathan slid his cockhead and half of his shaft into Peyton's tight, but welcoming boypussy. Peyton cried out in an agony of lust then begged for "all of it" in an almost unintelligible murmur. Nathan, feeling like the Studmuffin of the Western Hemisphere, obliged the needy beauty. The scream Peyton emitted was worthy of the collective cacophony of a full theater when the teen girl goes into the abandoned shed to see if the monster is there. In reality, Nathan's cock, while very pleasing to Peyton, didn't hurt the oft-fucked lad at all. But he knew a good scream makes a man feel more like a super-hung stud. That was a bit of fakery, but the four-star orgasm Peyton just had was 100% real. Peyton liked Mr. Harden. He was handsome, hunky and younger than most of the AGW executives. Mr. Harden hadn't gotten over "sissy shock" yet. But he would. They all did. Nathan wasn't thinking about sissy shock as his cock plowed the hottest, sexiest tunnel it had ever visited. He was thinking about what was promising to be the biggest orgasm of his life. The kind that sends you lots of progressively urgent signals, then, when you've abandoned your resistance to its consummation, it throws you out the airplane door at 20,000 feet with no parachute. You feel it all the way to your little toe. Three more thrusts and...two...and Nathan moaned and emptied all his bodily fluids into the asshole of the new love of his life, Peyton Somebody-or-Other. Peyton gripped Nathan's cock with his asshole as Nathan was cumming, making the pleasure almost agonizing. When it was over, the exhausted lovers turned the water off, dried each other and got into bed naked for some gentle kissing and fondling. Until things got too hot for such a calm approach. Half an hour after Nathan's orgasm to end all orgasms, he pumped a huge load of his sperm and semen down young Peyton's throat. One hour after that, Nathan ate out an asshole for the first time in his life. And made Peyton spurt and fall madly in love with Nathan. Peyton expressed that love by sitting on the prone Nathan, then sliding the man's stiff cock into Peyton's sopping bottom hole. Peyton leaned over and kissed Nathan as he rode the man's cock for almost an hour. That third, and nastiest orgasm made Nathan wonder whether his death benefit package was in order. Afterwards, the lovers cuddled and went to sleep. Eager to rest so they could refuel for the next round of corporate incentives. In part two, more about the 62nd floor -- where the boys are. I welcome your comments at beautifulcreamer@yahoo.com. 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