Date: Fri, 9 Oct 2015 01:20:13 +0000
From: tom davis <underarmour001@hotmail.com>
Subject: CEO Bitch

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I have the best job in the world.  My CEO Rick Mendiola is a complete Alpha
male.  I mean look at him. He's in his mid 30's, 6'4, Italian, amazing
body, huge cock.  He always had a gorgeous girl on his arm when we had
company functions.  He commanded a room when he walked into it.  It was
easy to see how he was so successful and climbed the corporate ladder so
quickly.  He was a hard ass, domineering and tough but fair.

I was fresh out of college and had just finished my intern at the firm and
got hired on immediately.  I was shocked when Rick asked me to work with
him and be his assistant.  I couldn't say no.


We worked well together mainly because I just did what he said and he was
happy.  I was a baseball jock in college and was also the only one in the
office who keep up with him in the gym and when we went on runs.  We have
similar builds, although I am only 5'10, and I could lift just as much as
he could.  He has box seats at the stadium and he always invited me to
attend with him.


Rick asked me one week to come out to his beach house for the weekend and I
jumped at the chance.  It was just the two of us and we were having a great
time jogging on the beach, drinking beer and just getting to know
eachother.  I suspected he knew I was into cock but he never really said
anything about it.

All that changed when I woke up one morning because my dick was hard as a
rock and inside Rick's mouth.  Dude was going to town on me.  I was shocked
but at the same time immensely turned on and I pushed his head down hard
onto my cock. He looked up at me as he was going down with a angry look on
his face.  I took my hands away from his head and I thought, "oh shit.  I
pissed him off."  But instead of him being pissed, he grabbed my hands and
put them back on his head.  I took that as a good sign and I started to jam
is head down onto my cock.  I fucked his face with as much force as I could
and he seemed to love it.  He was gagging and moaning but just kept going.


The next thing I knew he came up off my cock, jumped up and straddled my
crotch, lifted up my wet cock and slowly lowered himself down on my bone.
He closed his eyes, moaned and just started bouncing up and down on my
cock.  Dude was a natural bottom. I fucked him in every position possible
all day and into the next night.  He could not get enough of my cock.  I
couldn't believe how submissive he was during sex.  He just wanted to be
treated like shit and fucked like a whore.  I came so much inside his ass
I'm surprised he didn't get pregnant.


He became submissive and stayed that way all weekend.  He told me he wanted
me from the first time we met.  He loved my masculine, hard jock body and
knew he want to be my bitch.  I just couldn't believe this was the same man
I thought was straight, alpha and a total ladies man.


All the following week we would meet up for lunch in his office and I would
fuck the shit out him in his private bathroom.  He was always business and
professional outside his office and no one knew he was getting railed every
afternoon by me, an assistant, inside his office.  He asked me again to
come out to his beach house for the weekend and, of course, I said yes.  He
told me he wanted to get kinky and explore a side that he has always wanted
to try.  He asked me not to judge him and just try to go along with it.  I
said no problem.  Now I was fucking excited.


I show up and went inside and I am greeted with a site that was shocking in
good ways and bad.  I was slightly taken back but very much turned on.

He had some how transformed himself into a real life stud bitch.  He is the
only man I know that can wear heels and stockings and still make it look
masculine.  To have this fucking amazing muscular masculine man totally
submitting to me, showing me how much he was willing to be used and owned
was beyond anything I could have imagined.  I had him on his back and those
smooth fishnet covered legs up over my shoulders so fast he didn't know
what hit him.  He wore many different outfits that weekend and he continues
to slut out for me every chance we get.


A few months after our first weekend at the beach house I got a promotion
to partner.  I got an office next to Ricks with adjoining doors.  I can go
into his office any time he wanted a good fuck in his bathroom and no one
ever knew. Well until someone did find out. There is a new intern in the
office, Brody, and he has been working for me for the past few months.
Brody is on a football scholarship to his college.  I made him my assistant
the first day I saw him. The boy is 19 and has one of the most beautiful
bodies I have ever seen on a kid his age. He works out with me at my
Crossfit box and I can't get enough of his testosterone filled rampages
that he takes out on the weights during the work out.  He is definitely a
man's man. He's loud, cocky and doesn't take shit from anyone.  He exudes
confidence and he reminds me so much or Rick.  Well when Rick isn't bent
over in front of the mirror in fishnets and crotchless panties getting my
dick inside his muscular little pussy that is.  Brody knows I'm into dudes
and he doesn't have a problem with it at all.  In fact, it intrigues him
because he says I don't "look or act gay."  He would have never known.
He's a great assistant.  Gets to work on time, gets his shit done and does
what I ask.  He's a real go-getter.


Everything changed one day a few weeks back.  Brody came into my office to
get a signature from me on some important documents.  I was not in my
office but he did see that the adjoining door to Rick's office was open a
few inches.  Obviously in my haste to get over to Rick's office for our
afternoon fuck, I left the door ajar.

Well naturally Brody thought I was in Rick's office and thought nothing
about entering unannounced. The problem was that with all the loud grunting
and moaning Rick was doing while I was pounding him from behind in the bath
room distracted us from hearing him enter. He heard the noise and slowly
pushed the bath room door all the way open and couldn't believe his eyes.
There we were, pants down, Rick laying on his back on top of the vanity,
legs over my shoulders and I was plowing that pussy into oblivion. The
kicker was, and I can only imagine what he was thinking, was that Rick was
wearing a pair of red fishnet stockings.

Upon entering and seeing what he was seeing, Brody stopped dead in his
tracks.


"Whoa!  Oh shit. Oh my god."


We both stopped and looked over at him.  I pulled out and shuffled around
trying to find my pants.  Rick was so shocked he got down off the counter
and grabbed a towel, holding in front of his rock hard dick.


"Brody! Fuck. Dude. I uh, I uh, don't know...fuck!" I was beside myself.  I
had no idea what to say.  I mean I was ok with being caught with a dude but
it wasn't ok to be caught with the boss, especially a married with children
boss, especially a married with children boss wearing fishnet stockings
while getting nailed.


Brody turned around. "I'm so sorry Mr. Mendiola. Shit." He kept his back to
us not quite knowing what to do.


"Brody, hey, it's ok.  It's cool." I reassured him nervously. "You can't
say anything Brody.  Please, you can't tell any body."


Rick was still standing against the wall, breathing hard, staring up at the
ceiling looking like he was about to be shot by a firing squad.


"No, Mr. Blake, I won't, I swear."


"Good. Ok. I'm sorry you had to see that.  I know it must be quite a shock
to you to see two guys fucking."


"Mr. Blake, Mason, I'm ok with seeing two dudes fucking.  I'm not naïve.
I'm in a frat for god sake.  I've seen more than my fair share of guys
fucking after keggers. I'm just , well, he's wearing chic stuff.  I just
never would have guessed.  I mean..."


I chuckled as I buttoned my shirt. "So your not freaked out to see your
boss fucking his boss but you are freaked out because he's wearing
fishnets?"


"Well yeah. I guess I've never seen shit like that.  It's weird that's all"


Rick looked over at Brody with a scowl.  Brody needed to recover.


"Not a bad weird Mr. Mendiola.  It's a good weird." He knew Rick had a good
athletic build.  He could tell by the way Rick's suits fit him so he knew
Rick was built but not THIS built.  The dude looked like he was carved out
of marble. His skin was so smooth and tight that it made his muscles look
like stone. Not bad for an old dude.


" I mean it's not weird at all." Brody was stepping all over his tongue.
What do you say when your two bosses are standing in front of you naked and
fucked out?


Once again Brody needed to recover. "Hell if i were gay I'd do ya."


I tried not to laugh but I couldn't hold it in.  Rick shot me a look that
said, "What the fuck?" After a few seconds Rick saw the humor in the whole
situation and started to laugh as well.


"Oh hell.  I knew this would happen eventually.  I can't go around getting
fucked by my employee and not expect to get careless at some point."  Rick
chuckled. "I mean look at me. I'm a CEO, married with kids and I get caught
getting my ass fucked while dressed in fishnet stockings.  You can't make
this shit up."


I was still laughing and thankfully Brody was breaking up too. This could
have turned out a lot worse but now I knew Brody would keep is cute mouth
shut.


"Well Mr. Mendiola, you're into what you're into.  I don't judge and it's
none of my business. Besides, I live in a frat.  You have no idea the kinky
shit I have seen; threesomes, orgies, guy on guy, girl on girl, it's all
good.  I don't give a shit.  You can trust me Mr. Mendiola.  Your secret is
safe with me."


Rick sighed a sound of relief. "Well I think I'm going to take a shower and
get Mason's load off my legs."  Rick turned towards the shower and was
facing away from us.  His beautiful sculpted ass was now exposed for our
viewing. The tight fishnets highlighted every curve and muscle in his
hamstrings and glutes, not to mention his carved calves. I looked over at
Brody to see his reaction and I was a little surprised.  Brody was really
staring hard at Rick's ass.


"Mr. Mendiola, I do have a few questions. If you don't mind."


"You want to know why?" Rick rolled his eyes.


"Yeah. I'm not sure how a dude like you, who looks like you, who is so
alpha likes to get dressed in lady's stockings and get fucked like a
bitch?"


Rick smiled and looked at me.  I shrugged my shoulders, a signal to him as
if to say, "What the hell. Better you tell him than me."


"Hmmm.  Ok.  Well I guess..." Rick started to pull on a bathrobe that was
hanging next to the shower when Brody stopped him.


"No.  Don't put the robe on."


Rick froze and looked at Brody with a puzzled look. "Why not?" Rick asked.


Brody looked at me and held the look for a few seconds. I knew that look.
That was the look of a dude who had his interests peaked. He was intrigued
by this new exposure of sexual awareness. The look told me that he wanted
to know more about Rick's alter ego. The look also told me that he wasn't
going to let this go. His body language changed.  He stood up straighter,
his massive chest heaved and his hands went to his hips giving him a stance
of power.  I nodded to him, which told him I knew what he was thinking and
to go ahead.


"Because I like you like this." Rick looked at me quizzically. Once again I
shrugged my shoulders.


"Uh...ok. Brody." The look on Rick's face was one of careful
consideration. He was wondering what was going on.


"I think it's...sexy." Brody said with a sly smile.


"Oh?" Rick replied with a feeling of excitement.  What was going on?


"Yeah.  You've got a hot body, Ricky. I meant it when I said if I were gay
I'd do ya. I bet you would be any gay man's fucking wet dream.  Tall,
handsome, powerful, built like a fucking fitness model but secretly loves
to get his pussy fucked by real men.  It's all a front isn't it?"


Rick stood perfectly still and very quietly replied, "yes."


Brody moved a little closer. "I think I get it now.  All day long you are
the boss.  You have to be an asshole in order to get shit done.  You are in
charge of a whole company and all the employees that work here.  You have
to be in control and you need that control all day at work and at home with
your family.  BUT, you also need to lose that control. You need to be the
one controlled.  You need to be emasculated and dominated in order to
relieve yourself of all the stress and responsibility of being everything
to everyone. So you hook up with a hot, masculine man who reminds you of
yourself, what you pretend to be, because let's face it, look at you, you
would fuck yourself if you could, and you slide on some women's lingerie
and that makes you feel feminine, vulnerable, you need protection, the only
kind of protection that comes from being in the arms of a big, muscular,
masculine man. All the stress and responsibility slides away.  Am I right
Rick?"


Rick was still standing there frozen.  His eyes were watering and shame was
showing in his posture and his eyes. I myself was standing there frozen as
well with my mouth wide open and a raging fucking boner. This kid was a
fucking mind reader or something.  Or maybe he has just been alpha for so
long that he recognized the look in Rick's eyes from time after time of
fags wishing they could be with him.


Quietly again Rick answered, "yes."


"Yes? Yes what?" Brody said in a deep sultry voice.


Rick stood up straight and you could see he was struggling with this kind
of submissiveness. Brody was his kind of man. He was also his employer and
he didn't want to give into a snot nosed, frat boy intern.  Brody folded
his arms over his chest and flexed his biceps.  Rick studied the boy,
studied his demeanor, his power stance, his masculine features, square jaw
and his whole athletic aura.  He couldn't hold off.  This was a real man, a
man much younger then himself, a boy.  This would be the ultimate release
of control and it made him hard.  It made him rock hard and it showed.  His
big cock was erect and trying to force it's way through the tight
stockings.


"Yes...Sir."


Once again my mouth fell open in disbelief.  Holy shit. This was happening.


"Good girl."


When Rick heard that he almost came in his stockings.  Good girl.


"You know, I've got a lot of gay friends, most are frat brothers. We talk
about gay shit all the time.  Apparently you guys give the best head AND
your pussies area fucking TIGHT. Real tight I'd imagine.  Now, I've had
dudes blow me, I'm ok with that.  It was pretty ok but I bet with a guy
your age and experience has perfected it. Right Mason?"


I nodded yes and my heart was racing.  Hell, I wanted to drop on the floor
and swallow that fucker whole.


"And Mason, I bet that hole is tight?"


"Yeah man. Tightest I've ever had."


Brody smiled and stepped up to Rick toe to toe.


"I bet it is.  A hot dude like you, as much as you workout, has to have a
rocking ass."


Brody lifted his hand to Rick's shoulder and with his index finger, traced
softly and slowly the muscles in Rick's arm.


"Damn.  You're so fucking smooth babe.  Rock hard muscle. Nice guns, girl."


He then traced his finger up and down Rick's 8 pak abs.


"What are you babe? 6%? 5%?"


In a whisper Rick answered, "5% body fat"


Brody smiled, "Nice."


Brody ran his hand down one of Rick's muscular thighs and then back up and
squeezed Rick's hard cock. Rick closed his eyes and gave a soft moan.

Brody smiled again.  He was getting off on this so much.  He felt a rush of
power and a surge of blood going to his own cock.  The power he was feeling
was making him fucking hard.


Brody traced his finger up Rick's abs to his chest. He palmed his right pec
and squeezed, sending Rick into another bout of ecstasy. Brody leaned
forward and pushed his cock against Rick's.  He traced his finger up Rick's
thick neck and around his jaw stopping at this cleft chin. Brody's lips
were centimeters from Rick's.

With a hoarse whisper, Brody said, as he looked into Rick's eyes, " You
want me baby? Huh? You want me?'


Rick was shaking, "Yeah." He whispered.


"Yeah?"


"Yes."


Brody inched forward and slowly brushed his bottom lip against Rick's,
teasing him.


"Be my girl?"


Rick swallowed. "Yes Sir."


Brody pressed his body to Rick, chest to chest.  He reached around with
both hands and grabbed onto Rick's hard ass and squeezed.


"Mine." Brody whispered and slowly kissed Rick's soft lips.


Brody leaned his head back and looked into Rick's eyes. He raised a hand up
to the back of Rick's head and ran his fingers through his thick, wavy dark
hair.


"Mine."


Brody pulled Rick's head towards him and kissed Rick hard.  Rick's hands
went up to Brody's back and they grabbed each other tighter.  Rick
swallowed Brody's tongue and they both began to moan and grunt as Brody
slammed Rick up against the wall. Brody began thrusting his crotch into
Rick's and making him squeal.


I'm human, I had pulled out my cock and was yanking like my life depended
on it.  I wasn't sure what happened but I think i may have lost my fuck
toy.

Brody pulled away from Rick and wiped his mouth off with his arm. He stared
Rick down as he backed away.  He turned to me and gave a slight grin.


"What?  I've kissed a dude before. No big deal."


I chuckled. "Brody, you're a fucking stud. You're a beast."


Brody reached for me, grabbed my chin and pulled me in for a quick kiss.


"I know dude. I know.  You know, Mason, you're a hot guy too.  You never
know what might happen." He winked and then turned back around.


"So Ricky. I think I need to dump a load.  Know of anywhere I can do that?"


Rick looked at Brody with lust. "In my pussy, Sir"


"In your pussy."


Brody turned to me. "You can stay and watch or you can go, your
choice. Either way this bitch is getting bred."


I smiled and went to the door and locked it.  Then I took off my clothes,
sat on the counter and got ready to watch the show begin.



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