synopsis:a labor leader causes a rise & fall in his CEO
This is a work of fiction. All rights reserved. You must be over 18 to read this. And for the record: I wrote a story with WRESTR. I am NOT him!). For the start of the adventures of Professor Grey see the story “Scott Learns His Lesson”
Hans Brucker sat at his desk high up in the tower suite of Brucker LTD. He had flown in from Germany to handle what he smugly thought would be an easy matter. As CEO of the company and the controlling shareholder the blonde green eyed 32 yr old was used to running the company and everyone around him with an air of arrogant assurance. In the sack or out he once bragged to a colleague Hans was a top gun.
Today he was to meet with some worker who was agitating his fellow workers into demanding a union. What next he thought as a frown came to his good-looking face…day care…good health care.
Hans looked at his watch. He had arranged to meet with this American in private. As he gazed out over the city he stretched his muscular frame and contemplated the many ways he would put this agitator in his place.
The door opened and Hans looked up to see the man enter. Hans was surprised to discover that the worker’s leader was an African American. Coming from Germany and being a product of a rather elite social class Hans had not, until now, come into real one-on-one contact with black men. Well there had been a quick meeting earlier in the day with some black Professor. Han’s American junior executive Scott had set it up. Funny Hans could not recall much of it now. He had an idea they had discussed something but Hans only recalled falling asleep half-way through it. He had apologized of course but the Professor had assured him he understood and attributed it to Hans suffering from jet-lag.
“The name is Tom but I prefer TJ”, the man said in a seductive growl as he offered his hand.
Hans got up to shake. TJ seemed to tower of Hans who was himself a good 6’. The man's massive and muscular hand seemed to engulf the CEO’s. For a brief second when they shook Hans felt TJ give off a charge of manly sexual electricity that rocked him to his crotch, in fact Hans crotch was still vibrating. TJ had in that brief instant turned-on the German big time. The flustered CEO quickly sat down so that his, by now growing boner, would not be obvious.
“We ..ah…are here…,”Hans muttered as he found himself staring at the powerfully built TJ. For some reason Hans discovered he was breathing hard and he realized that it must be obvious to TJ who was watching at him with amusement. Like a man would at a pathetic boy.. “Could…I offer.. you…..a chair,” Hans stammered as he noticed how muscular and strong TJ was.
TJ smirked and settled into a nearby chair. He casually let his muscular thighs part so the Hans got a full dead-on view of what seemed to Hans as a massive basket.
‘He must be incedibly hung’ thought Hans as he tried to concentrate on why they were meeting.He realized that he was now very clearly gazing at TJ’s crotch and that , to his shock, his mouth was drooling at the sight of it!
Hans immediately raised his eyes to TJ’s smiling face. ‘God he is stunning’ Hans thought as he took in TJ’s striking features and fantastic body that had Hans reduced to envy and despair at his own unworthy torso. Up till today Hans had prided himself on how he was built but compared to the obviously sculpted black man he was a poor second rater. Hans felt puny next to him. And then it hit Hans for the first time in his life. That knowledge of being in the presence of one who is your superior. Hans lost it. His voice just faded. He sat there looking at the most astonishingly sexy man he had ever met.
“its okay boy,” TJ chuckled. “You fucking crackers always react that way to a real black man.”
Hans found himself submissively nodding as TJ got up and walked to just inches from him. Hans could smell TJ’s musky sensual scent and a low pathetic moan escaped from his mouth. He looked up at a grinning TJ who slowly unzipped his pants and pulled out a thick long black cock. Hans, until now, had never been turned on by a guy but TJ was rocking his brain on all circuits. His body and mind knew that he had to submit. It was so obvious !
The once haughty CEO was mesmerized by the massive nature of TJ’s equipment. Hans cock shrunk in despair at the sight of it. But Hans tongue so desperately wanted to savor it.
“DO IT YOU MUTHA. SUCK MY BLACK COCK YOU PATHETIC PUSSY CRACKER!” TJ snarled as he reached down to push Hans’s willing face deep into his crotch.
Hans breathed in the intoxicating smell of his superior . He delighted in the taste of this dark hunk’s dick and the scratchy but sensual short wiry pubic hairs of TJ’s crotch as it caressed his face.
“We are going do things my way bitch got it?’’ TJ stated to Hans who was in too much joy giving his first head to the naturally superior black man to even contemplate anything different.
“Yeah that’s right you white pussy,” TJ laughed as he let the CEO service a real black man. “You are going do things tonight that will fry your white boy brain!”
Hans moaned in submission. He was sucking a black man and it felt so right. For the next hours Hans licked black dick and slobbered that dark ball meat to his hearts delight. When at last, he had proven worthy he gleefully sprawled across his desk and spread his pale butt-cheeks to accept this God-like African lord into his so eager fag hole.
“MMMMMAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSS….TTTTTERRRRRRRRR…..HHHHHHHHMMMMMMMMM,” Hans howled as TJ seeded his white guts with his hot searing jism.
“That’s right you cracker,” TJ sneered, as he slapped Hans’ butt till it was flaming red.
“Oh yes,” Hans groaned as he thrust his hips up to get TJ’s manhood deeper into his chute. “Fucking whip my sorry white ass Sir.” He begged in surrender to his brain’s newly revealed needs. Hans humped on the desk so hard the next day the cleaning crew found a curious set of cracks on the desk’s enameled surface which they swore had bits of curly blonde hairs embedded in them.
WHACK .WHACK .WHACK. The sounds of paddling and sexual conquest filled the empty corridors of the tower suite.
The next day the papers were filled with the news that Han’s company had reached an agreement with his worker’s leader. The new plans called for a union with worker’s having a controlling say on the Board. The worker’s leader was named the new CEO with Hans Brucker signing over his shares to , as Hans put it, a true master in business. Reports in the German press abounded that Hans’ 24 yr old brother Kristof , a hunky blonde blue-eyed soccer star and favorite supermodel in Germany planed to fight the new arrangements and would soon fly to the U.S. to file suit.
“I’ll kick that man’s butt out of that office he’s in.” The younger Brucker confidently stated. “He will feel my boot up his ass so hard you will hear his ‘oof’ echo in the halls,” Kristof smugly assured the journalists making sure to use a term he was famous for. Whenever Kristof drove a ball between the soccer goal posts he would turn to the crowd and , grabbing his crotch, cry ‘oof’ to signal the sound he claimed the women always made as he fucked them with his man-tool. “When a pussy really gets satisfied it’s that sound you hear,” the spoiled stud confided to a magazine article. “And my hammer sets the standard on satisfying pussy.” He boasted in the same article. Using it on the field was his way of indicating that he had just satisfactorily fucked his opponents!
“No one fucks me,” he assured his fans at the airport as he grabbed his crotch for them & boarded the plane to their ‘oof’ cheers. A week later though an item in the paper said that Kristof had met with the new President and to everyone’s surprise handed over his stake in the company. Kristof’s wife, a famous model as well, was rumored to be seeing the illusive new CEO of that same company.
TJ laughed as he finished reading that item and pondered his bedroom where the just fucked wife of said Kristof lay exhausted yet sexually contented. “Got to hand it to you Professor Grey,” he said out loud. “Arranging to sit next to that soccer jock on the flight from Germany was amazing. I bet you had a blast hypnotizing & reprogramming that mutha!”
The handsome black man recalled how the self proclaimed German bad boy had charged into TJ’s office screaming for blood. After a few minutes however, the younger man was dropping trow and lying face down & spread eagle on the desk in the very office in which he had sworn to kick TJ’s butt. “Fuck me please!” The super hunk had pleaded. He got so loud in his entreaties that TJ had been forced to shove his dick down Kristof’s eager throat just to shut him up.
“Guess you meant something of mine was going up your ass huh soccer pussy,” TJ taunted as he lay on the prone boy and rammed his meaty monster deeply into the younger Brucker’s tight rosy chute that day. “But it ain’t a foot huh cracker bitch!”
The former bragging German jock’s only reply as he got royally plowed was a series of loud ‘OOF’s as TJ humped him hard and literally fucked the shit out of him. That day Kristof’s famous cheer did truly did echo in the halls of the business. “Yeah the Professor really zapped you white boy. Guess you learned that it only takes a black man to fuck you after all. Right bitch!” TJ laughed.
Kristof’s only reply was a succession of louder, “OOF.OOF.OOF.OOF.OOF.OOF” as TJ drove it between the soccer boy’s post!
“Yeah,” TJ smirked as he ravished the by now whimpering Kristof’s hole. He reached under the German and grabbed the younger Brucker’s cock. “Cracker boy this ain’t nothing but a boy’s equipment.” Kristof groaned as he realized that TJ was right. He experiencing what a true fucking was by a real man’s cock. The black man’s dick had him stuffed to the hilt and he realized how puny his own tool really was in comparison. It was at that moment he creamed like a bitch in heat as TJ’s howls of laughter filled the room!
TJ put down the paper in his new executive office & gazed down at his feet which were bare. There kneeling before him on the floor were the handsome Brucker bros. They were naked except for a studded collar of ownership. They both sported a ‘Property of TJ” tattoo on their hard sculpted butts. Each one was calmly sucking one of TJ’s toes.
“Good dogs,” TJ laughed as he pulled out his balls and dick.Let’s see which of my cracker dogs gets a bone today. And the winner gets to service a few of the bros coming by to see me later on!” The office filled with the happy barks of the contented white fags as each vied to prove himself to his black master. They had at last found their true role!