Date: Thu, 14 Sep 2023 15:45:08 +0000 (UTC) From: JT Subject: Bringing Kyle Down a Peg or Two - Chapter 13 Nifty needs your support! Please consider donating. https://donate.nifty.org/ "Remember Clyde, if you want him coming back for more, you have to take it slow with lots lube and even more verbal encouragement!" Clyde could only agree. Clyde and Todd had still yet to play hide the sausage. Clyde was a little embarrassed to ask to get into Todd's ass although he had no problem getting into his mouth. Things for Kyle had been good. Unbeknownst to Kyle, Clyde was distracted by his son-in-law and John's wife had their baby and John was exhausted, so neither were demanding service. Kyle was relieved. His anger management was going well and without the carnal needs of his two bosses, Kyle was able to get his work done and on time. But then there was a problem with deliveries. The firm they all worked at received multiple deliveries everyday, many of high importance so it was crucial that they got envelopes and packages on time. There had been some driver shortages over the past few months and a few times, documents were not delivered on time. Last week, an especially important one was a day late, making it impossible for Kyle to finish his project on time. Clyde called Kyle into his office and ripped him a new asshole. "Clyde, I have no control of that fucking delivery company and their feeble attempts to deliver on time." "Watch your mouth boy. That sounds like your problem and not mine. I don't care how you get your project done, I want it on time." Kyle responded, "but Clyde, you are being unreasonable. Clyde, the big hulk of a muscle bear stood up out of his chair towering over Kyle by at least 6" and 50 pounds of muscle and said "You do NOT talk back to me boy. You will be disciplined for that, but I am extremely busy, so get back to your FUCKING desk and make it work." Clyde pointed to the door and Kyle left steaming mad. Shortly thereafter, the new(ish) delivery guy showed up with the daily envelopes and packages. Kyle confronted the delivery guy Max and started to chastise him for the late deliveries. Max replied 'Dude. I just deliver what I have. What happens before it makes it to our local distribution center is beyond my control." Max started to walk away and Kyle grabbed his arm. Max was surprised and whipped around and knocked Kyle's hand away. "Did you just fucking grab my arm?" Kyle said "yeah, what are you going to do about it?" and then pushed Max away. "That's it. I've had enough of your abuse and you can start picking up your crap from the distribution center." Max started to walk away again. Kyle yelled "HEY, I'm not finished talking to you, get back here." Max continued out the door holding his hand up. An hour later, Clyde received an email from the delivery company stating that they supported their employees and due to safety concerns for their driver, all deliveries going forward would need to be picked up at the distribution center and the staffed hours are 9am-1pm Monday through Thursday only. Clyde picked up the phone to call them. "What is this notice and what safety concerns could there possibly be?" "Well Mr Morris, your employee Kyle had a physical altercation with our driver Max and this is the decision we have made." Changing delivery companies was not an option as there were very no other companies that would deliver after 5pm on weekdays nor or Saturdays and given the scope of the firm and the fact that they often got after hours packages, getting them outside of normal business hours was crucial. Plus, the distribution center was a good 25 minutes away in one of the neighboring suburbs. Clyde decided to review the security tapes from that morning and he saw the confrontation and Kyle grabbing Max's arm and the rest that transpired before Max left. Clyde was fuming. He buzzed Kyle, "Kyle, get your ass in my office NOW." Kyle had a sinking feeling in his stomach as to what this was about. He had been doing so well with the classes and the fact that he wasn't being distracted and used at the office by Clyde and John, he was able to get his work done and his stress level down. "What the fuck Kyle? What is fucking wrong with you? I saw the footage of you and the delivery driver and he is now refusing to do any deliveries going forward." "Clyde the driver is totally incompetent and we are the customer and the customer is always right." Clyde responded "well, in a perfect world, but that doesn't excuse you starting a physical altercation. You know I gave you one last chance and I should just fire you now." Kyle's eyes got big. "Please SIR, I am sorry, it won't happen again, Let me make it up to you." Kyle then groped Clyde's basket. Clyde slapped his hand away. "I'm not the one to whom you have to make amends. I am going to get Max in here and you will need to apologize and make peace and I don't give a fuck how you do it." "But Clyde..." "No buts Kyle, Get back to work." Clyde gave himself a half an hour to calm down before he called the delivery company back. "My sincere apologies. I've spoken to my employee and he has had a harsh warning. Is there anyway that Max can stop by this afternoon so my employee Kyle can properly apologize?" The local manager of the delivery company, Ed, and Clyde were old golfing buddies. "Ok Clyde, I will get Max to stop by and I am doing this only because we go way back." "Thanks Ed. I owe you one." The next day shorty before noon, Max showed up at the firm and went straight to Clyde's office. Clyde's assistant was away from her desk so Max just knocked on Clyde's door. "Come in." Max said "Mr. Morris, I'm Max from the delivery company, my boss Ed insisted that I stop by to talk to you." "Thanks Max. I really appreciate the effort and I truly apologize for Kyle's behavior. Clyde got on the phone. "Kyle. My office. NOW." As Kyle was making his way to Clyde's office, I was outside of Clyde's door and lightly tapped on it. "Come in. Oh Jeff, I totally forgot we had lunch plans today. Something has come up and it's taken my full attention." "no problem Clyde, we can reschedule." "Don't be silly, I just need 15 minutes or so." "Sure Clyde, I can wait outside in the seating area." and i started for the door. "Hold up Jeff. I need a witness. Stay. PLEASE." Clyde then winked at me and I knew that something perverted was about to happen. Kyle had a sinking feeling in his stomach. Imagine his surprise when he walked into the office and Clyde and Max were both sitting at Clyde's desk, and even more surprised to see me sitting on the sofa. "Come in Kyle. Max was nice enough to return so we can all discuss yesterday's incident in hopes that we can work this all out." Kyle rolled his eyes. "I saw that Kyle, you are dangerously close to being escorted out of the building. Now apologize to Max and make it sincere." Kyle said "you must be joking. He works for us, not the other way around." Max stood up and said "I'm outta here." Clyde jumped up and said 'wait wait wait. We need to make this right." Max responded "I do not get paid enough to get abused by some kid." Now Kyle at age 30 was no kid, but Max was in his mid 50's. He was a big, black guy and not big as in fat. We're talking football player build. He had to be 6'7", 300 lbs of solid muscle and a pearly white smile that was just intoxicating. "Please Max, if Kyle apologizes, would you reconsider and keep making our deliveries?" "Too little, too late." "What will it take to make this right?" Max just shrugged. I chimed in and said "what if the boy sucks your cock?" Kyle shot me the look of death. He started to open his mouth to add his two cents and I put a hand up to indicate stop talking. Max replied "What? Are you serious? You must be out of your mind." Max again started to get up and leave. I said "yes, we are totally serious. Kyle here is a top notch cocksucker here. He will take whatever you have to give him and not complain. I could see Max's shorts start to puff out. Kyle blurted out "no fucking way." Clyde picked up the phone and dialed. "Hello security, I need someone up on 9 to escort a terminated employee out of the building." "Wait Clyde...please wait." Clyde said "Let me call you back." I then added "so Max, I see you getting hard in your pants. Do we have a deal?" "I don't know. The little woman hasn't been putting out lately and I AM horny, but I like it rough and I doubt if the cracker can take it." "Like I said, he'll take whatever you have to give, trust me. And if he complains, you can smack him around until he stops." Max was now at full attention. The bulge in his pants was enormous. I got up and locked the door, pointed to Kyle, and then motioned to him to get on his knees. He looked my way "Don't make me do this SIR." Max chucked when he called me sir, knowing that I was not his boss nor did I even work there. Clyde blurted out. "Now Kyle or I call security." Kyle approached Max and dropped to his knees. "Ok BOY, pull it out." Kyle undid Max's belt, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled them down. Max was going commando so his cock immediately popped out. Kyle's mouth just dropped. Max was just as long as Clyde but while Clyde was thick, Max was beer can thick. "There is no FUCKING way." I stood up, walked over to Kyle and backhanded him. "Watch your mouth. You spout off an obscenity again and Max will see you get the belt." "Come on cracker, put that BBC in your mouth. Kyle opened his mouth but could not fit it in. "Open wider BITCH." and Max backhanded him. My cock (and Clyde's) was hard! Kyle opened wider and Max's anaconda went it. "fuck YES, daddy needs this. SUCK IT." Kyle started sucking the best he could. By what I could see, he was trying his damndest but really struggling. "Hey Max, maybe try a different angle." I then winked at Clyde. Clyde got the clue and cleared off his desk. I said "Kyle get on the desk on your back." He complied. Max immediately picked up on it and pulled Kyle so that Kyle's head was hanging over the edge. Max inserted his cock in Kyle's mouth and started to push. Kyle started gagging and Max pulled out and said that this was probably not going to work. I told him it will work but to go slowly. "Inch your way into the faggot's throat." He nodded and started again and by golly it worked. Each dip, he went an inch more. When Kyle finally had about 9" of Max's cock, Max got impatient and forced the remaining 2 inches down Kyle's throat and held it. 'HOLY FUCK. The faggot has all of me." Max pulled out and Kyle was gasping for air. "You ain't done white boy and forced his cock back down Kyle's throat. Kyle was trying to grab for Max's torso so he could push Max away. Clyde reached into his desk, pulled out two pairs of handcuffs and locked each hand to the legs of the desk. This made Max smile. "Ok boy, I told you I like it rough." and with that started and all out attack on Kyle's throat. Kyle was starting to turn a little blue from lack of oxygen and trying to breathe in between thrusts as his nose was covered by Max's huge balls. Max was getting close and said "here it cums BITCH." and pulled out of Kyle's mouth while he started shooting and then plunged balls deep and continued to unload in Kyle's throat. Neither Kyle nor Max saw me take a few pics with the BBC in Kyle's mouth and throat. I thought that Brad would appreciate some pics later! Max finished and pulled out. Kyle was hyperventilating trying to get air back into his lungs. "Not bad BITCH. We need to do that again soon!" I piped in "and if you decide you want to try his other hole, that is always an option." and I winked at Clyde. Clyde had a shit eating grin on his face. Max said "HMMM, definitely something to consider." Kyle was vigorously shaking his head no. On that note, Max put his uniform pants back on and left. Clyde said "I just don't know what to do with you Kyle." I said "I know what to do and pulled my cock out, walked over to Kyle who was still cuffed to the desk and shoved by cock into Kyle's mouth and throat. "I just saved your job yet again BOY. This is getting old." (actually I was immensely enjoying Kyle's tantrums and all that followed, but would never admit it, at least not to him!) I'm sure Kyle was relieved that my cock was much smaller than Max's. I blasted into his throat without warning and Kyle started to cough but all of my cum went down. "Clyde, you want to add another load?" "As great as that sounds, I have other plans for my 5 day load." I knew that Clyde had a rendezvous set up with Todd, so I just nodded." Clyde stood up, uncuffed Kyle, and told him to get his ass back to work." "Geez Jeff, once again you come to the rescue. Lunch is on me!" We left and went to a sports bar down the street. We shot the shit for two hours with Clyde giving me updates on his progress with Todd while we had several beers. When Clyde went to pay the check, I texted Brad pics of Kyle with Max's cock in Kyle's throat. I only sent two pics but no words. The first one was with Max's cock ball's deep and the second one showing just how big and thick Max's cock was. I put my phone back in my pocket and we parted ways outside of the bar. Clyde returned to the office with a full bladder. He stopped by Kyle's desk and squeezed Kyle's shoulder hard and said he wanted to see him in his office. STAT! Kyle waited a few minutes then went to Clyde's office. "Lock the door." Kyle did and then slowly turned to Clyde. "9th floor bathroom is closed for renovations and I'm not going to the 7th floor to piss and I've had a lot of beer. You know the drill." Kyle got to his knees and pulled Clyde's pants down. Clyde had to piss so bad that the first stream hit Kyle in the face. Kyle opened his mouth and Clyde sighed in relief. The piss kept coming and coming. Would it ever stop?" Kyle's stomach was full and he was starting to feel sick. Clyde finally got down to a trickle and pulled out of Kyle's mouth and pissed the remaining amount into Kyle's hair and said "You're done. Get out of here." Once again, the walk of shame, which was especially humiliating considering he had to go to the 7th floor bathroom to clean up. He took the stairs trying to avoid running into any co-workers. As he was descending he ran smack into John. "You smell like a fucking outhouse. What have you been doing you little whore?" Kyle just pushed past John without acknowledging him. He made it to the bathroom, cleaned up the best he could, and then headed back upstairs to his desk.