Date: Sat, 1 Jan 2011 00:32:44 +0200
From: mike strauss <suitedmike@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: increasing sales 12

Hi guys. Here's a New Year present for you. Unfortunately, all of the
events described here are fictional. In particular, mention of a real
Finnish athlete is entirely inspired by the fact that I think he's the one
of the hottest man around.Check him out for yourself – there are plenty
of hot photos of him online. But this story has no relation to anything he
has done, or is likely to do. Damn! (Hey, Markus, if you do read this, take
it as a compliment. And drop me a line with your phone number?).

Let me know if you like the resumption of Increasing Sales and what you'd
like to read about next. Email me at: suitedmike@hotmail.co.uk

Happy New Year. May it bring you all you can desire (so straight muscle
studs will be having a busy year).


It's been a quiet few months since the big party back in September. I guess
also I've been occupied with Sven around in the house, and most of the time
having him in every conceivable way in my bed, to write anything up. But
there's not been a lot to report on the work front – I gave the sales
guys a bit of a break after their special performance for my invited
clients.

But things are hotting up again. This week I interviewed three short listed
candidates for the Scandinavian sales manager job that Sven had vacated. I
had over two hundred applicants. Cutting down the list wasn't difficult–
they had to have sales experience, know something about the veteran car
business and – of course- be hyper sexy. I insisted on a photo profile
in the applications.

Word had got around about the kind of business I run. Superior class of
clients, excellent pay, commissions way over the rest, but then there's the
catch. I insist on muscular, sexy straight guys who are prepared to play
with me or with clients on demand. Not many straight men are prepared to do
that, but given the lure of high cash returns and the competitive spirit I
build up among my managers, I have been pleasantly surprised by how many
will give way. And nothing gets my cock rock hard like the sight of a
straight hunk submitting to whatever I have in store for him.

However it's taken a while to get my sales team to buy in to this – over
a year. I wasn't sure how easy it would be to employ a new guy and expect
him to participate in whatever amusements I devised for him. So I needed to
be sure.  My interviewing process was going to be rigorous.

My intention was to test them out together, where they would have to submit
to having their bodies used in front of each other, and I'd see who was
most willing. Then I'd make them perform in front of the rest of the
managers. It was important that the guys in the team approved of my choice.

They all arrived in good time last Thursday morning, looking decidedly
nervous. And also looking decidedly hot. There was Bjorn from Stockholm, a
strong well built guy, 32 years old. He'd sent in some pics of himself
working out, in tight spandex black shorts that accentuated a beefy butt
and a nice firm bulge. Nice dark hairs on his thighs and arms. Married,
with two kids.

Lars was the classic Norwegian blond. Strong features, tall but signs of
some muscles under his tight shirt, and I noticed thick blond hairs on the
back of his hands. The thought of how much hair he had over the rest of his
body made my mouth dry. Also married. Definitely someone to be investigated
further.

The third applicant was the most exciting. He was Markus Pöyhönen, the
Finnish track athlete. A quick online browse revealed that he was a hunk,
with a firm butt, nice bulge and some prominent nipples that looked as if
they'd be fun to play with. I was curious that he wanted the job –
clearly athletics was not enough to fill his bank account in the way he
wanted. Frankly I wasn't sure how much he knew about cars, but the thought
of personally investigating his muscled and super fit young body was enough
to ensure he got on to my short list. As was the photos of him with his
girl friend. As you know, it's straight guys who light my fire.

I told them only one would be getting the job, so they were competing
directly against each other. Nothing like building up the odds for these
aggressively ambitious young men. For the first hour, I grilled them on
their knowledge of the car market, and how they would deal with different
clients. Bjorn and Lars were well prepared, Markus less so. He clearly
realised he was losing his chances fast. I soon noticed that he instead
began to actively flirt with me, putting his hand inside his suit jacket
and seemingly playing with his nipple, spreading his legs wide and
displaying a firm full crotch in his charcoal grey suit, even sometimes
licking his lips when he saw me watching him.

Then he said something which made me grin with delight. `Boss, I hear some
of your clients are gay. Do they ever ask for sexual stuff?'

He knew damn well they did. He wanted to shift ground to where he thought
he would show up well against the others. And it worked. Both Lars and
Bjorn shuffled awkwardly. Lars blushed red, and Bjorn crossed his legs
instinctively and somewhat defensively.

`Of course', I replied. And how would you guys respond to that, given that
you are all straight – or so I assume?'

All three nodded vigorously. But Markus leapt in quickly. `Sure, I'm a
straight guy, but if it's for the sake of the Company boss, well, I'd be
willing to let them have a go.'

`Have a go?' I snapped. `A go at what, precisely, Markus? How far would you
be prepared to go?'

Now it was Markus's turn to blush. He hadn't expected me to insist on him
being explicit in front of the other guys.

`Oh, I guess, I'd let them feel me up a bit, nothing too hectic, you
understand.'

`I see', I smiled. `and what if they asked to give you a blow job?'

Markus's smile was showing strain. He was aware that he was about to
confess to be willing to having his manly Finnish cock sucked by another
guy, in front of two rivals.

`I guess so', he stammered. `I guess I could let them do that if they
really wanted to, I mean...'

His voice trailed off, as he saw me grinning, then get up from my chair
behind the desk and walk towards him. `And if he wanted you to suck him
off?' I asked teasingly. I perched on the edge of my desk right in front of
him, my ankles crossed, and then I placed my hand on my hard cock which by
now was throbbing. and began to slowly unzip the flies of my suit.

Markus realised what he had done. He couldn't back out now, or he'd lose
the advantage he's gained over the others. But he was about to have to give
me head, while these two guys looked on. I saw him pale. The atmosphere was
electric.

Then I broke the silence. `How about you, Lars and Bjorn? What would you do
if a client approached you like this and told you that they wanted a
straight muscle guy like you to work his tongue up and down their shaft?'

Both men were stunned into silence. Then Bjorn said, `I'm not sure, I
guess...'

I laughed. `Right,' I said. `Test time. You straight guys will need to
pretend to be excited. So let's see who has the best imagination. The first
one to show me a hard cock will certainly impress me.'

The three of them recoiled in shock. Then they realised what I was
asking. I stood there gently rubbing my crotch, and watched as the three of
them sheepishly began to do the same.

`No closing your eyes, guys. You need to get hard while watching me, that's
what your clients will expect. And when I say I want to see a hard cock, I
mean see. So unzip guys, show me what you're made of.'

This was the moment they all hoped would not happen. But it had. All of
them unzipped their flies, rather awkwardly, and tugged out their
cocks. All three were a decent size, though none of them erect. I decided
to tease them even more.

`OK,' I said. `Let's see you get those dicks hard and throbbing. First one
to produce some pre-cum will show they are kind of man I need on my team.'

It was a hot sight. The three of them desperately jerking their dicks,
trying to get them hard and then more than hard, ready to shoot. They were
all as embarrassed as hell to be doing this, not so much in front of me,
which was bad enough for them, but in front of each other. I didn't let
them get away with anything.

`OK', I announced after a couple of minutes. `Hands off', let's see how
you're doing'. I walked up to Lars, whose dick was nicely thickening out,
and whose thick blond hairs were sprouting out of his flies. I grabbed it
and he gasped, while I felt it firm up in my hand. Slowly I started to rub
it circling his bulbous cock head with my fingertips. `Hmm, ` I said,
`nice, Lars, seems you can respond to a man's touch when you need to.'
Lars blushed and looked away.

Bjorn wasn't doing so well. His cock lay against his suit flies, juicy and
enticing, but certainly not erect. I flicked my fingers over it and he
flinched. `Sorry, boss, I just can't do this, not in front of the
others. Maybe if we could just do this on our own...' and his voice trailed
off.

`No ways', I said, `my men have to be able to perform in any
circumstances. It's now or never.' Bjorn blushed and set to jerking his
cock vigorously.

But it was Markus who was doing best. His cock was thick and hard, shooting
straight up from his crotch. As I grasped it, I felt it pulse against my
hand. I slowly stroked him, and Markus groaned.

`Very good, Markus' I said, `clearly you are an expert at this.'

`No ways', Markus blurted, then he realised that was probably the wrong
thing to say. `Well, whatever...' he lamely added. I carried on stroking
him and he thrust his cock up against my hand. Then it happened. A drop of
clear pre-cum leaked out of his cock tip. I slicked it over his shaft.

`Markus wins', I announced.

Markus grinned with pleasure. The others hastened to hide their dicks away
in their suits, but I stopped them.

`Not so fast, guys, not so fast. The test isn't over yet.'

I pressed a button on my desk. Within a minute the door opened, and my
sales team all walked in.

All three Scandinavians quickly hid their cocks and tried to zip up as my
guys marched into the room.

`This is the team you'll be joining', I said. `if you make the grade.; `All
healthy, straight, and of course, hot.' I smiled. Kurt and Juan laughed and
the others looked curiously at Lars, Bjorn and Markus seated in front of my
desk.

`It's important that the guy who gets this job works well with the rest', I
said. `So I've asked them all to join us, and to put you to some tests.'

The three candidates looked a little alarmed, although I think they were
relived that now the room was full they wouldn't have to submit any longer
to my kinky demands. Little did they know. I had primed my guys well.

Matt opened the questioning. `You do anything wrong in this team and you
get slugged in the nuts. I know, it happened to me. You guys think you can
take that?' And he slammed his fist into the palm of his hand, to emphasize
the point.

`I think it would make be behave all right', smiled Lars, crossing his
legs. Bjorn nodded.

`Markus?' I asked.

`Sure', said Markus, relieved now to be able to prove how macho he was
after he had nearly shot a load into my hand. `I've got nuts of steel!'. He
laughed. But not for long. I rested my foot on the edge of his chair, and
nudged his crotch with the cap of my black shoes.

`Really?' I smiled cruelly. `Shall we test that out?' and I drew my foot
back about three inches, then kicked hard into poor Markus's unprotected
balls.

Markus roared and clutched his crotch in pain. But I'll give it to him, he
didn't hit back. He recovered and sat there, looking at me. I thought I
detected a glimmer, just a glimmer of lust in his eyes.

Meanwhile Juan, ever mischievous, was eyeing up Lars. `Some of the clients
we get are really wild', he said. If you want to get a sale you have to do
lots of stuff you don't want to.'

`Ja?', said Lars. `Like, er what?'

`Oh plenty of kinks', said Juan. `But we do it for the sake of the Company,
don't we boss?'. And he winked at me. Then he walked over to where Lars was
sitting looking increasingly nervous.

`For instance', he said, `How about you lick out my butt for me?'

Even I gasped. I'd never heard Juan be this forward. But I realised he was
enjoying trying to shock the new guys, showing off in front of the
others. Of course Lars, Bjorn and Markus didn't know whether he was joking
or not. Lars turned ashen.

It might have stopped there, had it not been for Kurt. In his laddish way,
he saw how this was a good practical joke.

`Yes', he said, `I could do with a good rim job as well.' And he moved to
stand in front of Bjorn, then turned around and dropped his suit trousers,
thrusting his pert young muscled butt, clad only in tight briefs into
Bjorn's face. `Come on, man, get your tongue to work. It's OK, I showered
earlier. It's just good healthy clean man sweat down there. But make sure
you get your tongue deep into my hole.'

Bjorn recoiled back. `No', he shouted, `I can't do this. Sorry, but I
quit!'

`OK', I said, `the choice is yours.'

Kurt grinned. `So, let's see how Lars does'. And he nodded to Juan.

I don't think Juan had intended to drop his pants and briefs and expose his
hot muscled Spanish butt, covered in fine dark hairs, to us all. But the
game had gone this far and he couldn't back out now. So with a grin he
unbuckled his belt, jerked down his flies and dropped the trousers. Then he
tugged down his briefs and thrust his firm buttocks into Lars's face.

Lars looked ill. But he knew if he backed off, he'd be following Bjorn to
the door. The guys starting to clap in time, yelling out `Rim him! Rim him!
Rim him!'. Juan pulled his cheeks wide apart, exposing his hot hole covered
in swirling black hairs. Slowly he backed it onto Lars's mouth.

And then it happened. Lars, straight Viking blond stud Lars, opened his
mouth and his tongue started to lick Juan's crack. Juan groaned loudly, as
Lars lapped up and down his meaty butt. Then we all roared and whooped as
Lars licked his hole and penetrated it with his tongue.

Juan stood up, `Well done, Lars, you're a hot manhole licker, for sure.'

Lars looked pale, but mightily relieved. Not for long.

`OK', I said, `so who is to be, Lars the rimmer or Markus of the steel
balls?'

`Can't we have them both?', asked Kurt.

`Unfortunately not', I replied. There's only room for one. So maybe we need
another test.

Of course it was Sven, my Sven, who came up with the answer.

`Bend them over your desk, boss. Let's see who can take the most with your
strap.'

More whoops in the room.

`Good idea', I said. `Get your butts over here, Lars and Markus. and lose
the trousers and briefs.'

Lars and Markus looked shocked, but obeyed. Slowly they stood up and walked
to the desk. Shyly Lars dropped his pants and briefs, revealing a firm,
muscular arse, covered in downy blond hair. My cock strained against my
briefs at the sight.

Markus's arse was less muscled, but firm, luscious, and smooth. The two men
bent over next to each other, This was going to be an interesting contest.

I went to my cupboard and pulled out the leather paddle that had last
swatted Kurt's young rump so many months ago. I swished it through the air
and it made a loud whistling noise. The lads gave mock groans and yells of
`fuck', `ouch' as they laughed and jostled for the best view.

Then I let them have it. Full force, right on the centre of their
arses. One after the other. Soon red wheals appeared, and after 20 hard
swats each, they were yelling uncontrollably. Markus was sweating heavily,
giving his muscled smooth arse a gleaming sheen that was fucking
sexy. Tears streamed down his cheeks. But neither would give up.

I paused for breath. Both men were still bent over my desk, their arses
flaming with livid red marks.

`OK', I said, `you're both hell of a tough, I'll giver you that. So there's
only one thing for it. We see who gives the most satisfaction in taking a
good fuck. I think Theo has the most impressive fuck tool around here. Step
up Theo.'

Theo grinned. We all knew he was a straight guy but he wasn't shy of
ramming his huge cock into a muscled stripped recruit, especially when I
complimented him on his style. He positioned himself behind Markus.

`I think you better see what awaits you' I said to Markus. Markus turned
around, and blanched. `No, please, no, I've never been fucked, not that,
please not that.'

`Your choice', I said. `Let nobody say we raped you. But I think you might
want to prove to us that you can take it like a man. And it would be a pity
to spoil your record after all you've gone through this morning'

Markus shut his eyes and gritted his teeth. `OK', he muttered, `OK, get it
over with.'

Theo grinned as I handed him a tube of lube. Then he slicked a large
fistful of it over this thick Greek meat, and onto Markus's quivering arse.

I knew his style., No slow foreplay for Theo. Markus didn't have a
chance. Theo positioned his thick cockhead at Markus's tight Finnish
manhole. Then without warning, he rammed it deep into the guy's studly
virgin arse.

Markus yelled and bucked and screamed. `For fuck sake, please, please
stop.'

Theo withdrew with a loud popping noise. Markus's ravaged hole was exposed
for all of us to see.

`OK', I said, `now let's see how Lars takes it.'

But Lars had been watching the scene with wide eyes. When Theo moved over
to him, he stood up quickly.

`I can't', he said, `sorry, but I just can't imagine taking that. I quit.'

I slapped him on the back. `No hard feelings?', I said. `You did well. A
pity for your sake that young Markus here seems to have all we need.' Lars
shrugged, as he hastily pulled his clothes back on.

Markus was slowly and painfully standing upright, pulling his briefs and
trousers up, and tucking his sizeable cock away. I thought of making him
jerk off in front of us, but decided to leave that for now. I didn't want
him to take fright and quit too.

`Welcome to the team, Markus', I said. And the other guys all clapped and
cheered and slapped him on the back. He smiled, a broad, devastatingly sexy
grin.

I think I'm going to be taking a keen interest in the Finnish market from
now on.