Donald sat at the CEO’s large banquet table, across from the man himself, and eyed him suspiciously. The CEO was sharp-edged, cruel-looking, but also charismatic. For some reason, it seemed like he was able to get anything he wanted in the business world; everyone listened to him. Donald had no idea why; sure, the man was handsome enough, charming enough. But he was just one man.
They were finishing up their dessert course, the end of a large, filling meal. It was true that since he’d arrived, Donald had been treated to nothing but the height of luxury. Donald was pretty well off himself, but even he did not have the kind of extravagant household he had seen tonight. It was like being the guest of an old-fashioned nobleman.
“All I want you to realize, Sir,” the CEO was saying across from him, “is that of the options available to you, investing is the smartest choice. When given a decision like this, you really have to weigh the status quo against the possibility of your success, even if it’s risky. And as far as risks go, this is nothing, really.”
Donald nodded. He’d heard it all before, of course. At this point he was just waiting to go home so he could mull it over in privacy. Perhaps a company this powerful was something he did want to be a part of. But risk was risk, after all.
The door on the right of the room opened. It had been opening and closing all evening as the butlers came in and out to bring them their courses and the servants slipped around quietly to clear their dishes. Sure enough, several well-dressed servants slipped silently into the room through the opened door, swooping down like efficient hawks and carrying away their empty plates and used cutlery. Behind them, a butler also entered. Donald’s eyes widened as he saw what the man was pushing in front of him.
It was a small boy, no more than thirteen at the oldest, probably younger, with tousled golden hair and big blue eyes. This was not so surprising as the way the boy was dressed. In addition to the shock of the ball gag strapped into his mouth, the boy was also wearing a black leather body suit that covered him from neck to ankles. There were zippers all over it; two met at his collar bone, their tracks leading off to his arms and then down either side to his waist. Another track began at the center of his waist and went directly down over his crotch, ending so that the zipper hung directly between his legs in a parody of what it obscured. Another zipper hung there with it, leading backwards.
“Your final course, Sir,” said the butler.
“Ah yes,” said the CEO. He took the boy as the butler handed him over, pushed his chair back, and bent the boy over the edge of the table.
“As I was saying,” the CEO said, “you have to consider your options.” He reached around to the front of the boy and grabbed one of the collarbone zippers in each hand, unzipping the large panel in front over the boy’s chest. It fell open, revealing the boy’s small pink nipples. The CEO grabbed one of the small nubs in each hand and gave them a sharp twist. The boy whimpered against the ball gag in his mouth.
“Sometimes the benefits of taking a risk outweigh the dangers. Especially a risk as small as this. My company is one of the most powerful in the world. You could be a part of that power.” The CEO reached under the boy for one of the zippers and drew back the one that trailed over the boy’s ass, leading from his crotch to his waist. From where he was sitting, Donald could just see the pale, naked butt beneath. There seemed to be some sort of cord coming out of it, which disappeared inside the leg of the boy’s suit.
The CEO grasped the cord with his fingers and pulled, and a small, vibrating bead, slightly larger than a Mediterranean olive, popped out of the boy's anus. The CEO examined it. He turned his head to speak to the butler who was still waiting, stone still, to one side. “This one’s going to need his batteries changed soon,” he said. “This should be stronger. When I’m done with him, go replace them.” He let the bead fall so that it dangled from its cord, lying against the boy’s leg and buzzing softly against the leather.
The butler nodded. “Very good Sir,” he said.
The CEO nodded to himself as though pleased by this and unzipped his fly, pulling out his considerable penis, already hard. “There are certain benefits to being a member of an elite group,” he said to Donald. It took Donald a moment to realize that he was still continuing their earlier conversation. “And my company is an elite group.” He held the boy’s butt cheeks apart with his hands and then suddenly speared the boy with his penis, pushing all the way inside him.
“I’m not just speaking about material benefits,” the CEO said as he began to thrust into the boy. “Although there are plenty of those as well. Our average investors see sky-rocketing returns, routinely in excess of doubling their investments. With a large enough investment sir, you could have more money than you know what to do with. Anything you always wanted to do? You could do it.”
He paused for a moment in both speech and movement, and looked vaguely surprised. “Oh,” he said. “I’m sorry. How rude of me.” He gestured with one hand to the boy beneath him, as though he were an expensive treat. “Would you like one?”
Donald shook his head, his mouth too dry to respond. He knew there was no way he could do this with such nonchalance, and he had a feeling that the CEO knew this as well. But he also couldn’t seem to tear his eyes away from the sight of the man penetrating the small, leather-clad boy. In his lap, his penis was growing very hard.
The CEO shrugged and resumed his deep, violent thrusts into the boy’s body. His speech was punctuated with them; every time he made a point or finished a sentence, it would be accompanied by a particularly harsh thrust. “As I said though, the benefits-“ Thrust. “-are more than just material.” Thrust. “There is power-“ Thrust. “-involved as well.”
The boy cried out and the CEO reached in front again and began twisting the boy’s nipples as he was thrusting. “My company provides a needed service. If it wasn’t for me and my company, the world would suffer for its lack. Besides which I provide hundreds of thousands of jobs to hard-working individuals. If my company were to suddenly disappear, so many would be out of work that it could plunge the country into a depression.” The word ‘plunge’ was accompanied by a particularly violent thrust.
“Because of this, there is a certain amount of power involved in the position. They need me, you see.” Donald nodded vaguely, his eyes riveted to the sight of the CEO shamelessly slamming his penis into the boy’s anus over and over. Of its own accord, his hand slipped into his lap under the table, unzipped his fly, and pulled out his penis. He began to stroke himself as he watched the performance.
“And because they need me,” the CEO continued, “there are certain things I can get away with. I have more freedom than any regular man. If there are police, authority figures, or politicians who cannot be bought, then their hands remain tied by the fact that taking me down would cause more disruption than it was worth. I am the pin that holds the whole machine together, you see. If you remove me, then it all collapses.”
The CEO met his eyes and smiled graciously. Donald was amazed at the level of composure he could keep as he continued to pump his member in and out of the boy. He seemed completely unfazed, as composed and unruffled as if he were eating a salad. “And if you were to invest, then you would get a share in this kind of power as well,” said the CEO. “After all, to keep things functioning properly, they must keep me happy. And what makes me happy is making my investors happy.” His thrusts sped up, his cock plunging more violently than ever into the boy. His fingers continued to pinch and twist the bright, abused little nipples.
“Only a fool would pass up such an opportunity,” he said. “And I know sir that you are no fool. So you see, your choice is really clear.” At this his hips gave a sudden violent shove forward, impaling the boy to the very hilt of his penis. His eyes closed blissfully, a small curved smile on his face, as he pumped his seed into the boy.
When he opened his eyes he smiled congenially at Donald before yanking his penis out of the boy and zipping his fly back up. He reached down and took up the small vibrating bead, pressing it back into the boy’s anus before closing the zipper over the boy’s ass. Then he smiled and patted the boy’s leather-clad bottom. “Service my friend before you leave,” he said to the boy. “Under the table, please.”
Without a word, the boy dropped to the floor and crawled under the table, moving across the length of it on his hands and knees. When he reached Donald, he lifted his hands to his head and unfastened the ball gag, plopping it out of his mouth. He smiled up at Donald from under the table and then rose to his knees, lowering his face over Donald’s lap and taking Donald’s stiff penis into his mouth.
Donald could do nothing but stare, eyes wide, as the expert little mouth serviced him. He glanced up at the CEO and saw that the man had sat down again, leaning back nonchalantly in his chair and watching Donald carelessly. Donald moved his eyes back down to the sight of his own cock disappearing between the lush, dark pink lips of the little boy as the boy took the member deep into his throat. Donald groaned as the boy began to hum around Donald’s penis, stimulating it with vibration.
Unable to help himself, Donald reached down to the still-exposed chest of the boy and grasped his nipples as the CEO had, yanking and twisting them sharply. The vibrations of the boy’s muffled squeals only stimulated him further. He massaged the abused nipples with his thumbs before starting to pinch them again, digging his nails in. The boy squirmed and moaned, but did not cease his ministrations to Donald’s penis.
Finally Donald gave the nipples a particularly sharp twist as he shot his cum down the boy’s throat. The boy swallowed all of it before he drew back. Then he replaced the ball gag in his own mouth, fastening the strap tightly behind his head. He crawled out from under the table and stood, faltering only slightly on legs weak from his intense fucking. The butler joined him and silently led the boy out of the room.
“I thank you for joining me for dinner tonight,” said the CEO.
“Well, you, ah,” Donald cleared his dry throat and tried again. “You’ve certainly given me a lot to consider, Sir. I’ll definitely think it over.”
The CEO smiled and stepped over to shake Donald’s hand. “If you do decide to invest, you should come to our company banquets sometime. They are rather... intense.”
Donald nodded, practically salivating. “Thank you Sir. I think I may.”