CEO

"Mr. Blake, Mason, I'm ok with seeing two dudes fucking," he said laughing. "I'm not naïve. I'm in a frat for God sake. I've seen more than my fair share of guys doing all kinds of shit to each other. Hell, sometimes I watch." He winked. "I'm just, well," Brody looked at Rick with a confused and somewhat curious look. "he's wearing lingerie. I just never would have guessed. I mean..." He trailed off but still not taking is eyes off Rick. Rick avoided eye contact with him. Obviously, embarrassed a subordinate other than me knew his secret.

I chuckled as I buttoned my shirt. "So, you're not freaked out to see your boss fucking the CEO but you are freaked out because he's wearing stockings?"

"And heels," Brody added. "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 knew he offended the large man.

"Not a bad weird, Mr. Mendiola. It's a good weird." Brody said with a cocky smirk suddenly on his face, and he was down right staring at Rick. He thought Rick 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 said to Rick. "Hell, if I were gay, I'd fuck you dressed like that too." He still smirked almost like he was planning something.

I tried not to laugh but I couldn't hold it in. Rick shot me a look that said, "What the fuck?"

"In fact, I'd almost fuck you anyway. Right now." Brody winked at him. "You look kind of hot now that I get a long look at you."

Rick raised an eyebrow while I stood there with my mouth open like an idiot.

"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've 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 took off his shirt, 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, wait." Brody said. "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 underwear 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. Suddenly, I wanted to see how far Brody could take this. And I wanted to see if I was going to get a chance to witness Brody with another guy.

"Because I like you like this." Brody stated with a superior air.

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.

"Like I said, 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," Brody using a cute nickname made Rick flinch at the disrespect he felt from the kid. "I meant it when I said I would do you right now. You're making me hot, Ricky. Maybe I'm not as straight as I thought I was," he teased. "I bet you're every 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're the boss. You have to be an asshole in order to get shit done. You're 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, your wife. You want to be taken care of like you do for her. What's it like to be her?

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. 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 slide 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. Rick 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 vibe. Rick couldn't hold off. This was a real man, a man much younger than 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," Brody said with a wink.

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

Brody started to circle the taller man, looking him over like he was about to buy him. "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 a guy your age and experience has perfected it." He looked at me and asked, "Right Mason?"

I nodded yes and my heart was racing. I kind of felt like I was betraying Rick, letting this fuck wad kid take advantage of him. I'm the one who has been taking care of him in the bedroom, the one who he chose to be himself with. But now, the situation was mind-blowingly hot.

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

I nodded with a cocky sneer. "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 vice-tight 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-pack abs.

"What are you, babe? 6%? 5% body fat?"

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 Rick's right pec and squeezed, sending Rick into another bout of ecstasy. This was when I realized Brody's cock was hard, tenting his dress pants. 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 he looked into Rick's eyes and said, "You want me baby? Huh? You want my cock in your pussy?'

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 kiss.

"I know boss man. I know." He kissed me again. "You know, boss, 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 repeated. "Good girl."

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 out to the office door and locked it. Then I took off my clothes, leaned on the counter and got ready to watch the show begin. Discreetly, I opened my phone and started to video. I sat the phone up on the counter, behind my shirt, facing the two studs and acted like it wasn't there.

Brody undid his suit dress pants, let them fall to the ground and stepped out of them, leaving him standing in his dress shirt, nylon socks and brown leather shoes. He slid his tight boxer briefs down his muscular legs and stepped out of them too. God, he looked so sexy in his shoes and dress shirt.

He turned to his CEO and looked the hunk of muscle up and down. Brody had messed around with dudes in the past but not anything like this. He couldn't believe he was about to dominate the fuck out of the CEO of the company. He had always admired the older man for his aggressive business tactics, his alpha presence, and, of course, the man's prime muscular body. Brody respected a superior man who took pride in his body like he did. He felt a surge of power run through him, a surge of aggression, a surge of ultimate dominance.

"Alright, you hot bitch," he growled to Rick. "So, fucking sexy in your sissy stockings, Ricky. Cute pumps by the way."

Rick's chest was heaving. By the look in his eyes, he was excited with anticipation for the fucking he was about to get from the muscular young intern. Rick had a thing for younger men. He loved nothing more than to be used by younger men.

Brody stepped up to him. "Come here, bitch. Kiss your daddy." He pulled Rick down into a deep, rough kiss.

Rick moaned into Brody's mouth while he felt the boy's hard shoulders and ran his hands over his chest.

Suddenly, Brody spun him around and bent Rick over the vanity. Rick watched him lift up his shirt tale, holding it up under his chin while he aimed his hard cock at the tight smooth hole waiting in front of him.

Brody then looked into the mirror. "Look at me, cunt." Rick looked up at him in the reflection. Brody's face morphed into evil, and devious, with a sneer as he drove forward as hard as he could into the CEO's ass.

The force pushed Rick forward, his forehead bumping the mirror in front of him before being pulled back. Rich grunted heavily when he bumped the mirror and then swore. "FUCK!"

Brody just snickered and went into a full-on onslaught of the older man's ass. I sat and watched, stroking my aching hard cock. The sight of the tall, mountainous muscle man, his waxed smooth thighs encased in red fishnet stockings, balancing on 4-inch stiletto heels making his beautiful bubble ass stick out while a hot, young, muscular jock drilled him from behind. Brody was now holding onto Rick's developed traps as he pulled back as he also pushed forward with his cock. Rick's head thrown back, howling his pleasure, holding himself up on massive arms with triceps bulging.

Rick's head flopped up and down. "Fuck, Brody, fuck me. Fuck ME!"

Brody bit his bottom lip, gleeful as he heard his CEO begging him to fuck him. "Fuck, yeah, Ricky. Sweet fucking cunt. Big muscle ass taking intern cock like a fucking office whore."

Rick looked at me through the reflection. I was stroking and smirking at him, showing him right now he had no control, that he was for our use only. He had no power, and his subordinates were abusing his pussy. I nodded my head once, kind of a "I see you, sissy". His teeth clenched, his body was being jerked back and forth.

"Fuck, Brody," I said from the sidelines, watching Brody's muscle ass flex and dimple. "Take him, dude. Own his pussy."

"Fuck, Boss," he said to me. "This faggot pussy is unbelievable. So tight, boss."

"Don't I know it," I agreed.

Brady reached down and lifted one of Rick's legs up and place his high heeled foot on the vanity. I could now see Brody's cock plundering my boss's hole. His ripped, perfect leg flexing under the stockings. Rick wrapped himself around his knee, hugging it tight as he took the cock from a different position.

Brody slapped the man on the ass, a smack emanating from the solid, hard muscle, making Rick clench his teeth and hiss. Then the kid grabbed a handful of Rick's ultra thick, wavy, dark hair and pulled back. Rick's handsome face pointed toward the ceiling. Brody pulled his hair as he pushed in. He leaned forward and turned Rick's head to meet in a kiss. They kissed and made out, and then Brody licked the man's ear.

I watched and was in awe of just how much abuse the older man could take from some guy half his age. It seemed a lot but then, he was built for it.

Brody let go of Rick's head, grabbed his forearms, and pulled his arms behind his back and held on as he fucked. Brody looked over at me. "Hey, boss. Get over here and feed the man. We'll get him from both ends."

I rushed over to the rutting men and jammed my cock into my employer's mouth which he swallowed happily. Rick was not only a tight fuck but a phenomenal cocksucker. I looked over to Brody who was staring at me, watching me feed my cock to our bitch. His eyes were intense, the eye contact laser focused. He reached over and stroked my chest and shoulder with his hand. He licked his lips.

"Fuck, boss. Your body is fucking sexy," he said in almost a whisper. I smirked at him while I reveled in the mouth on my cock. I reached over and took Brody's face and brought it towards me. For some reason he was a little reluctant but then thought different of it and crashed his lips to mine. We made out as the muscle man under us sucked, moaned, grunted, and squealed.

We released our kiss; I grabbed Rick's head and fucked his face while Brody long-dicked his man-pussy. "Fuck, boss!" Brody said will panting. "Ricky is a fucking slut, bro."

I grinned. "Yeah, who knew?"

"Now that I know, Ricky's cunt is ground zero from now on for my cock. You hear that, Ricky? Your fucking sissy muscle cunt is going to get a lot of play from my cock."

Rick spit out my cock and looked behind at Brody. "I'll be your cunt, Brody. Fuck my sissy bitch ass when ever you want. I want to have your fucking baby, fucker!"

Rich closed his eyes and sighed with a huge smile. "Fuuuuck yes."

My jaw had dropped. Hearing the big man tell a kid that he wants him to make him pregnant was hot as shit. I could tell that comment was what Brody wanted to hear and I could tell on his face that he was going to cum.

"Brody, cum with me, dude. Spit-roast breed this bitch!" I called out.

He nodded, grunted, and slammed in hard. At the same time, I did the same in Rick's throat and we bred the masculine sissy at once from both ends. Rick made mumbling sounds from his throat, he sucked harder trying to get as much cum in his gut as he could. Brody's body was in a state of frozen flex, slight convulsing as he flexed his ass that was pumping all his sperm into his new bitch.

I pulled out of Rick's mouth and a long strand of drool and cum connected my cock to his lips. His eyes were red and watery. He started coughing hard. I stepped back against the wall, bent forward, resting my hands on my knees, my breathing labored from the exhaustive breathing.

Brody slid out of the smooth, tan ass and stepped back. Rick's face clenched up as he felt the cock vacate his cunt. He then stumbled over to the vanity and leaned against it, resting his head against the mirror, panting hard. He looked like he was in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Oh god," he murmured with a gravelly, hoarse voice. "Oh, God," he repeated.

Brody chuckled and gave Rick a smack on the ass making Rick flinch again. "Damn, Mendiola," he said, using the man's last name like a gym buddy might say to his bro. "Your vag is my new favorite cum dump."

Rick just looked at him in the mirror with a straight face, his chest heaving, still catching his breath. A look of shame came over his face as he looked himself straight in the eyes before looking down into the sink. He was sniffling, his eyes still wet.

I watched Rick in the mirror. I wasn't sure what was going through his head, but it looked like he was embarrassed or ashamed or disgusted with himself. He glanced at me for a few seconds and then to Brody in the mirror then he shook his head. He turned on the water and splashed water on his face. He rested his hands on the vanity again, looking at himself in the mirror. He fixed a lock of hair that was out of place, primping his handsome face. He was standing up straight, his body worked over, the muscle pumped. He adjusted the top of his stockings making them straight as Brody and I watched the man who was our alpha leader clean himself up after being used by two guys half his age.

Brody snorted. "What's wrong, Ricky? You put out like a good girl today. You should feel proud of yourself."