Date: Sat, 21 Aug 2010 09:53:09 +0200 From: mike strauss Subject: increasing sales part 8 INCREASING SALES -- Part 8 This series seems to be turning on a lot of guys. It's good to know that others share my fantasies of hunky straight men in suits getting forced into all sorts of compromising and embarrassing situations. So thanks for the emails, I've used some of your ideas. Keep them cumming (suitedmike@hotmail.co.uk) and let me know what you particularly enjoyed in the stories, and what you'd like to see. If you want to return the favour, it's a turn on for me to hear about your own experiences of suited sex -- either actual or imagined. But meanwhile, on with the story... I thought a lot about our last meeting. Not only because it gave me much jerking fodder, as usual. Kurt's surprise involvement in the jerk-off with a shaved and stripped Paulo made me realize that even some of the straightest guys in my team could get aroused by what happens in my board room. A few months ago Kurt had been furious that I had made him drop his suit trousers and briefs in front of the rest, now he was letting me give him head in public and loving it. Though I did realise that he had stayed in command. He had several times withdrawn his cock from my mouth and slapped me on the face with it. He was one of those straights who would let another guy get his dick juices flowing provided he thought he was still dominant. And the others had watched and whooped and cheered. They were bonding well as a team with lots of back-slapping camaraderie which I found very arousing. How much further would they go, now that their inhibitions had been loosened up? Sales the next month kept up well and it seemed the threat of a public strapping was making all the guys work hard. I couldn't find any other cases of expense problems, so there was no opportunity to punish anyone else. So I thought I'd try a change of tactic. They trooped in as usual, laughing and smiling. As they sat down or stood chatting and drinking hot black coffee, I looked them over. They were a handsome bunch. All of them virile. well-built (some muscle gods), looking exceptionally good in their suits. It was like having a porn cast on my team. Except they were straight, I kept having to remind myself. But that made the challenge all the more exciting for me. Paulo got a bit of ribbing, of course. `How's your crotch feeling, Paulo?', joked Juan, `have you grown those man hairs on your chest and balls back yet?'. Paulo shrugged and looked towards the window where I'd made him display himself while I shaved him. `It itched like hell for a while', he said. `But I like my balls smooth, so I've kept them that way. The rest has grown back now. Not that any of you guys are going to get a chance to check it out', he added hastily. There were mock groans around the room. Juan made to grab Paulo's crotch but he stepped deftly away. It all suited me. These guys were already beginning to horse around. I decided to ratchet things up a bit. `And you, Kurt', I said. `How are you after your participation in our little orgy last month?' Kurt started to blush but then recovered himself with some characteristic macho. `Hey, boss, you're a good cock sucker. I'm easy with that. Call me metrosexual, it's the way to go these days. I told my girl friend all about it and she thought it was hot. I gave her some tips from your technique. She gave me a really hot blow job last night, almost as good as you. You should try it, guys, it'll spice up your sex lives no end.' The others laughed. But I could tell they were also a bit resentful of Kurt. He could be arrogant and the others didn't like that. I recalled how they'd relished seeing him get caned over my desk a few months ago. `To business, gentlemen', I said, handing out the agenda. They studied it with worried care. But this time there were no items to concern them such as low sales figures or expenses irregularities. They relaxed. Yet there were tough things to discuss. Some guys needed to be more innovative in their sales strategies and we talked about that. Juan's failed bid in Madrid came up again and there was some criticism that Matt, my Swiss sales manager, hadn't won over a rival deal in Zurich. What I found intriguing was that Kurt often led the criticisms of others. I think he wanted to prove himself as a decisive manly guy to overcome any impression that he had submitted sexually to me. I didn't stop him. I was relishing the effect he was having on the team. It all fitted my plan. We got through the agenda quickly. It was too early for lunch. As the guys stretched and started chatting, I said in what I tried to make sound casual tones:, `So Kurt, we've got some spare time. You want some more sex lessons?' The others quickly chimed in, as I'd hoped. `Hey, Boss, yes, why don't you teach Herr Know-All here some more hot tips for his studly sex life?', said Jean grinning broadly. `Who knows, we might all learn something.' Kurt didn't know what to say. He couldn't look too enthusiastic, in case it seemed he was panting for some man sex with me, but neither did he want to whimp out after all his bravado to the rest. I quickly intervened. `Come on Kurt, get over here on my desk', I said. The others started clapping and cheering as Kurt, somewhat reluctantly walked over to me. `Lie down' I said. `Now, guys, I'm going to show you how to really give a guy pleasure. Not just a quick cock suck. Will four of you hold him down, spread eagled, on top of my desk?' It was amazing how quickly they did so -- indeed there some pushing and shoving to be there first. In the end muscle titans Ivan and Vlad held Kurt's arms tight, while Juan and Jean took his legs and pulled them apart. Kurt was none too pleased. This wasn't what he had expected. Instead of being in charge, he was now pinioned by the others. And he didn't know what I had in mind for him. `Edging', I announced, `is an art that only a man knows how to do properly for another man. A woman can' tell just when you are about to get your rocks off and splash your cum, so she just carries on wanking or giving you head until you do. `So what's the problem with that?, said Kurt. `You'll see', I smiled. `There are much more interesting ways to prolong the pleasure. `OK, guys, let's get his cock out.' Sven was there before I'd finished speaking. Kurt was wearing a tight dark suit, and the trousers had buttons rather than a zip fly. It gave Sven all the excuses he needed to take his time fondling Kurt's ample package as he undid every one. Kurt grunted and protested, but the others just laughed. Then Sven tugged out Kurt's large smooth and cut cock. And not only that. He pulled out his balls as well -- large man eggs that lay on top of his suit trousers. Kurt was not erect but his cock was certainly tumescent and Sven made sure that he rubbed and teased the bulbous cock head and the sensitive spot just underneath it. Kurt's man rod began to stiffen immediately. `You see', I laughed, `a man knows how to get another man going.' Kurt started to protest and tried to move his hands down to stop Sven, but Ivan and Vlad held him firm. `OK', I said. `Clearly you don't want to cum, Kurt, so let's oblige you in other ways.' And I went to my desk drawer and pulled out a tube of gel. I put a large glob on my hand and then started to slowly slick it over Kurt's cock head, massaging it firmly down his shaft. His cock leapt in my hands and thickened appreciably. `Hey, boss', he moaned, `that's it, keep going, boss, and how about me feeling that hot mouth of yours?' `I think not, Kurt', I said sharply. And I stopped stroking his shaft which by now was steel hard, and beginning to throb with veins standing out on it. Instead I grabbed his balls and tugged them down, pulling his cock up and out so that it stood vertical, throbbing for all to see. Kurt gasped and then groaned in frustration. `No, boss, go on, jerk me!' `All in good time', I said mischeviously. Jean began to laugh. `Hey, boss, are you going to keep Kurt on edge like that, teasing him to almost shoot and then preventing him? Hot!' `You've got it, Jean', I said. `It's called edging.' We'll go on like this for about half an hour.' `No, boss, please', yelled Kurt. He was starting to lose his macho composure already. The others all laughed as I rubbed his dick back up to full throbbing erection, and then gave him only up-strokes, refusing to bring my hands down his shaft to give him the release of the cum blasts that he so badly wanted. He was beginning to sweat and groan, twisting to try and get off by jerking his throbbing cock in the air. But the guys held him firm. It was a very hot sight. `So, Kurt', what are you prepared to do in order to persuade me to milk your ball juices?' `Any ideas, guys?' That did it, as I'd anticipated. Before Kurt could speak, there was a clamour. Not so much talk as action. The guys were getting worked up by the scene in front of them and it was a perfect chance for them to pull Kurt down a peg or two after his morning's arrogance. To my astonishment, the leader was Paulo. Before I could say anything, he ripped open his belt, shoved down his zipper and tugged his suit trousers and briefs down to his knees. His balls were indeed still smooth but his pubic bush had grown back, I noticed. Then he clambered on to my desk and swung his leg over Kurt's tightly held chest, thrusting his rapidly engorging cock towards Kurt's mouth. `Go on, suck me dry, Kurt', he yelled. Clearly he was relishing getting his own back on what had happened last time. The others all cheered and Juan started a chorus which they all swiftly joined in. `Suck! -- suck! -- suck!' It was going better than I could have hoped. `Take it, Kurt', I said. `Only when you've satisfied Paulo will you be rewarded by being allowed to cum. Meanwhile, your torture continues.' And I slicked more gel over his cock head, rubbed it down his shaft and when I felt it quiver and about to spurt, again stopped and tugged on his balls. Kurt began to protest. A mistake. As he opened his mouth, Paulo jammed his ample sized cock into it. Kurt choked and gagged, but Ivan and Vlad took his head and held it rigid while Paulo began to hump his cock in and out of his mouth. Kurt had become a cocksucker. The animal herd instinct was on them all now and it wasn't going to stop there. Sven was standing next to me and muttered into my ear. `Can't we make him a fuck whore too, boss?' He winked at me and smiled. Jean and Juan had heard him. At first I thought they'd ignore us, but they were entering into the spirit of this. They were holding Kurt's legs. They tugged off his shoes and yanked his trousers and briefs completely off. Then they pulled his legs up and back and moved over to pinion them near where Paulo was humping his mouth. Kurt's legs were spread wide above his head, exposing his firm arse and tight manhole while Paulo cock-plugged his mouth. He was ripe for fucking. Kurt struggled in vain, unable to say anything with his mouth full of Italian man meat. I bent over and slowly pushed a lube covered finger into Kurt's tight hole. `Who'd like to introduce Kurt to some real man sex?' I asked? `I know, someone with a good thick cock who can open him up properly. Theo, step forward!' Theo had been standing behind the rest watching, but not participating. He was a very straight guy and wasn't going to get involved. `No, boss, I don't go for this kinky stuff' he said. `I think I can prove otherwise', I replied. And I pulled out my phone. On it were the pictures I'd taken in Athens of Theo strip-teasing in front of me. `Want the others to look at these?', I asked him. `Or shall I tell them about how you shafted me? You certainly know how to fuck a guy.' Theo shrugged, then smiled. `OK, boss, you win'. He tugged his cock out of his suit pants. It was thick and lengthening rapidly. The others looked on as he positioned himself in front of Kurt butt. I slid a condom over his Greek dick and covered it with lube. `Here we go, Kurt', I shouted. `Welcome to man whoring!' And Theo thrust deep into him. I knew what that was like, remembering with some envy the hard fucking Theo had given me in Athens. Kurt gave an almighty tug at the arms that held him and Paulo's cock popped out of his mouth. Kurt screamed, `Fuck, get that thing out of me, fuck it hurts!' But I noticed that his cock was still rock hard and even dripping pre-cum. Once again I firmly stroked it upwards, but never down. Kurt gasped and moaned then gave out a deep sigh. Meanwhile Theo was pumping him like a machine. I stood behind him and watched with growing lust, especially as his trousers and briefs slipped down, exposing his firm hairy muscled arse cheeks as he thrust back and forwards. Then I could stand it no longer. I whipped out my hard cock, smeared it in lube, and moved forward as Theo was buried deep in Kurt. I held my cock in just the right place. As Theo pulled out for another thrust, he impaled himself on my shaft. He yelled and jerked his head around. I was ready. I had an open bottle of poppers in my hand which I thrust under his nose. `Payback time, Theo', I grinned as I settled my cock deep into his tight manhole, feeling his sphincter resist me, then give way in a groan of popper-induced lust. Sven grabbed the bottle and shoved it under Kurt's nose as well. `What's that?" grunted Paulo, as he took some. It was a hot scene. Kurt was being raped at both ends, with Paulo's cock deep in his throat and Theo's thick tube in his butt. And Theo was being spit roasted too, his cock pistoning Kurt while he endured mine probing his shaft as he thrust back and forward. And all of us high on poppers. The others roared and whooped and cheered us on. Then the inevitable happened. Paulo shot his load into Kurt's throat, pulling out and jetting a final spurt over his handsome face. Theo yelled `I'm cuming' and shot into Kurt's arse. He then backed out, impaling himself even deeper on to me. I began to shoot, then pulled out and spurted 5 loads of cum onto his hairy butt. The others were shocked, intrigued, lusting. Poor Sven, who'd had none of the action so far, couldn't restrain himself. He bent over Kurt, whose face was covered in cum juice, and who had Theo's cream dripping out of his arse. He took his cock deep into his mouth,. Immediately Kurt came, shooting nine wads of thick cum which spilt out of Sven's mouth onto his chest. I pretended to be furious. `Who gave you permission to cum, Kurt?', I yelled. `You'll pay for that!' And with the cum still dribbling from his cock, I took his shaft in my hands and began rapidly jerking it up and down. Kurt screamed. `'Stop, boss, stop! I've cum. Stop!' It was a delicious torment. Now Kurt was being milked instead of edged. The others all laughed, both at Kurt's torture and to overcome their embarrassment at being straight guys in the middle of a hot homo orgy. It was just at that moment that the door opened. I looked up to see two very startled security men staring at the scene in front of them. Everyone sprung back, but that just made it worse since it exposed eight guys, suits round their ankles, erect cocks dripping and Kurt's cum-covered body struggling on my desk. I acted quickly. `Come in, guys', I said, as I slammed the door shut behind them. `Welcome to the show.' The security guys looked hot in tight black uniforms. How could I persuade them to join in? And who had tipped them off? Whoever it was, he was going to pay -- big time. [to be continued -- needless to say]...