Date: Sat, 28 Aug 2010 07:54:33 +0200
From: mike strauss <suitedmike@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: increasing sales part 9

INCREASING SALES
PART 9

We continue where we left off last time... To remind you:

Kurt has just been fucked at both ends on my desk with Theo's thick tube in
his arse and Paulo's Italian man meat down his throat, while being held
spread-eagled by Ivan, Vlad, Jean and Juan. I couldn't resist spit-roasting
Theo at the same time. All these straight guys were high on poppers while I
milked Kurt.

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 look on the faces of the security guards was priceless. One was
younger, I'd say in his early 20s – black-haired, trim but well muscled,
I swiftly noticed. Clearly he'd never seen anything like it. Here were a
whole room full of brawny studs who were swiftly pulling up their suit
pants and frantically searching for their shirts and ties.

The other security officer was somewhat older but still in his 30s. He was
blond with a chiselled handsome face and looked hot in tight black
trousers, thick leather belt and grey shirt and tie with a black peaked
cap. He seemed less shocked though clearly surprised at what he saw.

I quickly took the initiative. `Hi guys', I said. `Welcome to our board
meeting. We were just engaging in a little bonding exercise.'

`So it seems', answered the older man with a slight smile on his
face. `What you business execs get up to never ceases to surprise
me. Whatever lights your fire. But we've had a complaint and I need to
investigate this further.'

`A complaint?', I said. `Who from?'

`Not able to reveal that, Sir', answered the guard somewhat smugly. `But it
sounded serious. Someone being raped, he said. Though I must admit I kind
of assumed that someone was a girl. Seems like we have a case of man rape
on our hands here'.

`I don't think so', I swiftly replied. The only person here who was
restrained in any way was Kurt, and that was at his own bidding. You might
inspect the numerous cum stains that have spurted out of his cock to
convince you that he enjoyed himself. Isn't that so, Kurt?'

Kurt had by this time got himself off my desk and was looking somewhat
dazed after the sexual working over he'd just been given. Despite having
revealed his all to us for the last hour, to my amusement I saw that he was
instinctively clutching his exposed cock in front of the two
guards. Clearly he didn't want them probing around it.

`Sure', he said. `I asked for what I got. And, boy was it worth the
asking!'

As he spoke Kurt looked at the younger guard and winked. The guy blushed
deep red and I realized that Kurt had caught him checking out his muscular
body. The thought crossed my mind that this guy could be an interesting
addition to my staff.

`All very well', replied the older guard, `whatever turns you guys on. But
there was another complaint which is also serious – that drugs were
being used.'

That took me by surprise. `There are no drugs here', I said. `You can
search and see for yourselves.'

`We will indeed have to do that, Sir', replied the guard. `We have had
special training in drug searches. Including body cavity inspections. After
what I've seen, I imagine some of your staff here might enjoy that?'

There were a few gasps and groans around the room. `Look, buddy', said Juan
rather crossly, `we're not gay, OK?  The boss might swing that way but we
have to do what he says. Sure, we bond a little in the process.'

`Whatever', shrugged the guard. `Either way, I'll need to ask all of you to
drop your trousers and briefs – those of you that have managed to pull
them back on again that is. If anyone objects, I'll have to ask Nick here
to use the cuffs.'

As he spoke he unclipped a pair of steel handcuffs from his belt and handed
them to the younger guard. Then he pulled a couple of surgical gloves from
his pocket. He snapped one on to his right hand and handed the other one to
Nick.

`Put it on, lad', he said, `we're going to have to give these guys a little
thrill.' He then walked over to my desk and picked up the half-used tube of
lube lying on the floor. `Hmm, I see that they've conveniently been lubing
themselves up already' he grinned. `Now Nick', get that inspection torch of
yours and let's see what these guys are hiding.

Nick looked somewhat flummoxed, but at the same time I recognized a look of
concealed excitement pass over his face. I realized that he was going to
relish this.

As indeed I was. The older guard stood by my desk while Nick ushered Vlad,
who had removed his trousers and briefs and was standing nearest him to
bend over it. `Right, Sir', said the guard, `spread your legs and bend over
the desk. Now pull your cheeks apart while Nick here sees if you're hiding
anything.'

Vlad blushed but complied. Nick took a large black torch and shone it right
into Vlad's muscular crack, exposing his hole to us all. I noticed Nick
took quite a while and that he couldn't resist pulling Vlad's manhole ring
wider apart with his fingers.

`I don't think that he's hiding anything', he said eventually.

`Hmm' replied the older man. `You can never tell with these muscle studs. I
think we'll need some further probing.' And with that he pulled his stick,
a shiny black varnished rod, out of his belt and started smearing it with
some of the lube from my tube.

Vlad turned around and saw what was happening. `Fucking hell', he
yelled. You're not sticking that thing up me.'

`Now Sir, mind your language', replied the guard. `I'm sure it's not the
first time you've had a hard rod up that manhole of yours.'

`It bloody well is', replied Vlad. `I've not been fucked in the arse,
unlike some of the others here.' And with that he looked at Ivan and Kurt.

`Maybe time we rectified that, then, Sir', replied the guard, and he
couldn't resist grinning on his handsome face. `Nick, hold the gentleman's
hole wide for me, please.'

`Sure, Pete', replied Nick somewhat too willingly, as he pulled Vlad's
muscle butt wide apart.

And so we all watched as Pete impaled Vlad with about three inches of his
night stick.  Vlad grimaced then groaned with discomfort. `Now, Sir, I'm
sure it's not that bad', said Pete, as he slightly withdrew the stick then
plunged it in further.

Clearly he thought Vlad enjoyed a good butt fuck. Little did he know that
Vlad's arse really was virginal. I found the sight of Vlad being shafted
was beginning to make my cock swell. I looked at the others, and noticed
that Sven was also sporting an impressive bulge, while Kurt's cock, naked
still, was starting to stiffen appreciably.

Finally Pete pulled his stick out of Vlad with a satisfying popping
noise. A red-faced Vlad swiftly pulled up his briefs and zipped his
trousers.

`OK, who's next?' asked Pete.

One by one all the sales managers were put over my desk and made to expose
their fine rumps to the guards' probings. Nick made a meal of inspecting
their holes with his torch and managed to find a reason for some stick
shafting of them all. They submitted, though with less than
enthusiasm. Paolo in particular grunted and groaned as he was probed,
complaining that he had just cum and he didn't relish the thought of his
fine Italian arse being invaded. Theo complained that his arse still hurt
from the pounding I had just given it.

When it came to Kurt's turn, Nick shone his torch into an already ravaged
hole. `Hey, there's still cum dribbling in here', he said. `I can't see a
thing.'

I smiled. `Guess someone should clean that out', I said. `Theo, I think you
were responsible?'

Theo looked shocked. `What do you mean, Boss' he asked?

`Get down there and lick Kurt clean', I said. `And hurry up before Pete
there gets impatient and decides to give you a rather deeper stick fucking
than you've just had.'

Theo grimaced, but obeyed. He knelt down in front of Kurt's upturned arse
and tentatively began to moisten his hole, licking off his own dried cum
that encrusted it. Kurt moaned in pleasure. `Get in deeper, Theo', I
ordered. `Kurt's hole needs to be squeaky clean ready for Pete's probing.'

Kurt frowned, but stuck his tongue into Kurt's manhole. It was a hot sight
watching this sexy straight Greek man rimming my muscular German
manager. He withdrew it, and spat out a gob of cum juice. `Ugh, man, this
is gross' he said.

`The mess on my carpet is what concerns me more', I added. But before I
could say anything more, Nick had bent forward and sponged it up with a
handkerchief he whipped out of his pocket. I realised that he'd be keeping
that as a souvenir of the occasion. A hot image crossed my mind of the
young man jacking off as he buried his nose in the dried cum stain,

I wasn't exempt myself from Nick and Pete's inspection. I was made to drop
my trousers and Calvins, and to bend over my own desk. Nick rather tenderly
shone his torch into my hole but Pete shoved his stick into me pretty hard,
and it wasn't nearly as pleasant as I'd hoped. But then I felt a hand on my
back and turning half around saw Sven holding me. Without thinking I kissed
him full on the mouth. Sven smiled at me, then stroked my cheek. The others
looked on, some of them bemused, some amused.  I noticed Nick looking at us
with what could only be described as pure lust.

The last to be holed was Matt. He was still fully dressed. I had noticed
that he'd played no part in our varied sexual games over the past few
months, and realized that not only was he completely straight but also
disapproving. Unlike many of the others nothing we did seemed to interest
him, though he had remained present, doubtless because he knew in this job
he was on to good money. But as our discussion earlier in that morning's
meeting had shown, he had missed some good business deals.

`Right, Sir', said Pete to Matt. `Down with those trousers and briefs and
over the desk, if you please.'

`Come now', said Matt, `obviously I'm not hiding anything, or I wouldn't
have phoned ---'

He paused in mid-sentence, realizing what he was saying.

Juan yelled, `so it was you, you bastard! You called in security and made
us go through this public arse probing'

`And made us all look like a bunch of homo porn studs when these security
guys found us buck naked', added Theo.

`Fuck, guys, I'd had enough', snarled Matt. `You guys tell me off for
missing a business deal, but all you're really concerned about is getting
your rocks off over Kurt. You're all sick, guys, you know that?'

Ivan made to punch him, but Vlad restrained him. I sympathized. I was livid
with Matt. `That is extreme disloyalty, Matt. You're fired', I shouted.

Matt shrugged. But to my surprise, young Nick interjected.

`May I say, Sir, that seems a bit tough to me? After all, he didn't know we
were going to give you all an anal probe.'

Pete nodded. `Sure. But then again, Nick, this guy has put us to a lot of
unnecessary trouble. Though by the lump in your crotch it looks as though
you didn't mind too much.'

Everyone stared at poor Nick who indeed was sporting a clear erection in
his tight black trousers. He blushed bright red. Kurt who was standing next
to him and still naked, playfully squeezed the lad's growing package and he
yelped.

`What do you suggest, Pete?'

`Well, Sir, it's up to you of course. But where I come from we know what to
do with guys who tell on their mates.'

`Yes?', I asked.

`In the army we used to give them a good bollocking.'

 `What do you mean?', I said.

Pete smiled. `Just what I said. We used to tie the squealers into a chair,
legs wide apart. Then we'd work on his balls. Either a direct punch, or a
whack with a slipper right on `em, or maybe pitch a fast cricket ball into
them. They didn't tell tales again after that.'

Matt turned pale. `No, boss, no, you can't...'

But it was too late. With a single movement, Vlad, Ivan and Juan had
grabbed Matt. Jean spun out a chair from under my desk and the others
joined in holding Matt down. Nick handed Juan the steel handcuffs After
several minutes of struggling they stood back. Matt's arms were bound
securely behind the chair with the cuffs. His legs were spread out wide and
his ankles firmly tied to the chair legs with Vlad and Juan's neckties. His
crotch was open wide and I saw the firm mounds of his balls as the tight
fabric stretched over them.

It was a hot sight. Matt was a handsome man, though right now he looked
terrified. I walked up to him and cupped his crotch with my hand. He
flinched.

`So, Matt, are you going to take your punishment like a man, or are you
going to collect your dismissal card downstairs?'

Matt winced as I started to squeeze his balls.

`Ok, boss, ok... just get it over with.'

The others whooped and cheered. They were really getting into this.

`I think Kurt should have the honour', I said. `After all it was he who was
most, er, exposed, when that door opened.'

Kurt grinned mischievously. He stepped forward and loosened Matt's tie,
unbuttoning his top shirt button and then carrying on a few, exposing a
nicely hairy chest. `You don't want to strangle yourself', he smiled. Matt
looked suitably terrified. But the scene was also turning me on big
time. He looked so sexy, with his shirt unbuttoned and pulled back exposing
firm brown nipples nesting in his dark chest hair. And so vulnerable

Kurt took off one of his smart black shoes. He patted it gently several
times on Matt's wide-open crotch. Then without warning he lifted it high
and whacked it down firmly on his balls. The sound echoed around d the
room. Matt screamed and involuntarily tried to close his legs. No luck, his
ankles remained firmly tied.

`Now maybe you'd like to show us how it's done in the army, Pete', I
suggested.

Pete grinned. Clearly he was something of a sadist. He involuntarily licked
his lower lip and I noticed that a small patch of sweat had emerged under
the tight armpits of his grey shirt.

`A pleasure, Sir', he replied. He pulled off his cap and walked up to the
chair where Matt was writhing. He placed a foot, encased in a shiny black
boot, right between Matt's spread thighs, pushing it against the crotch and
forcing the mound of his ball bulge to rise up.

Then he grabbed Matt's face between his hands, forcing him to look up into
his eyes. He smiled and as he did so, he swung his leg back and smashed his
boot heavily into Matt's balls.

There was an almighty scream form Matt and his legs jerked powerfully,
tearing the tie around one of his ankles. The chair fell to one side and
Matt lay there nursing his beaten crotch and whimpering. `Oh God, oh God,
fuck the pain!'

`I think you've learnt your lesson', I said. `Thank you Pete for that
demonstration.'

Ivan untied the knots around Matt's other ankle and released his hands from
the cuffs. `Here', he said to Matt, `take a sniff of this, it might help.'
And he held the popper bottle, which had rolled onto the floor from my
desk, under Matt's nose.

Matt inhaled and his eyes rolled. Then Ivan grabbed his sore crotch and
rubbed it hard. `Hey, guys, our straight Swiss stud is getting off on
this', he laughed. He tugged won Matt's zipper and hefted out his cock
which was rapidly hardening. `Seems like you enjoy a good bollocking', he
said to Matt who was still moaning and clutching his balls but also
relishing the jerking Ivan was giving to his hardening rod.

Nick was watching wide-eyed. `What's in that bottle?' he asked.

`Try it, son', said Ivan. He passed it over to Nick, grinning at Sven as he
did so. Sven took the cue. As Nick took a deep sniff from the bottle, Sven
moved behind him and slid his hands over Nick's chest, fondling his nipples
through his white crisp shirt.

Nick groaned and turned, thrusting his crotch into Sven's.

And so we all watched as the two of them deep throat kissed and then
started to rip off their clothes. Nick smooth but tight muscular young body
came into sight as Sven tugged down his trousers and then ripped down his
tight briefs.

`So that was the "drug" ', smiled Pete. `I must try some.'

`Be my guest', I replied, passing him the bottle. As Pete sniffed deeply, I
put my hand on his crotch. It was warm and full, and I felt his cock spasm
inside it. I jerked down the zipper of his tight black trousers and thrust
my hand inside, feeling his cock harden as I did so.

`Welcome to the Company', I whispered.

Somehow we missed lunch that day.


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