Fantasy Season 5

The Corporate Ladder

Justin sat on Brian's lap in the big leather chair behind the CEO desk at Kinnetics. "So you want to climb the corporate ladder, little boy?" Brian asked.

"Yes sir." Justin said innocently, and wrapped his arms around his boss's neck.

Brian undid the first four buttons of Justin's shirt, then reached inside to find the tantalizing pink bumps. "I hear you're very talented." He teased the taut little bud between his thumb, and forefinger.

"Yes sir." Justin stirred slightly in Brian's lap.

Brian traced his tongue along the side of Justin's neck. "May I see your resume?" He whispered close to Justin's ear.

Justin opened the fly of his trousers, and pulled out the cobra that had already begun to slither down his thigh. "Will this do?" he asked.

Brian grasped the angry serpent just underneath its head, and slowly began to stroke it. "Very impressive," he said.

"Thank you sir." Justin smiled. Brian moved his thumb through the glistening pre-cum that had oozed its way through the sensitive slit. With circular motions he evenly coated the swollen head of Justin's cock. "Ooooooo." The young man's hips began to rock.

"Ooooooo." Brian playfully mimicked his baby's voice, then looked down to watch Justin's dick moving in, and out of his fist. "You're fucking daddy's hand, baby." He grinned mischievously.

"Ahhhhh" Justin's voice was gaining volume. He attempted to cry out only to have his wails of passion muffled by Brian's probing tongue. The older man continued to rile the snake in his hand, and control the withering boy on his lap. Justin's dick was suddenly like granite, and moving ever faster against Brian's palm. It wouldn't be long now.

"Ooooo yes." Brian cooed. "That's it baby, cum for daddy." He edged his young lover on. Three.two.one.the milky white venom erupted like a fountain, first shooting straight into the air, and finally saturating Brian's hand..................

Gardner Vance had held firm to his promise to enforce the no competition clause Brian originally signed with Ryder. In the interest of saving money, most of the accounts Brian had secured for VanGuard decided to allow their contracts to play out, rather than face the costly burden of a lengthy lawsuit. The Massey Corporation was the exception. Tony's lawyers had an iron clad contract which promised that only Brian Kinney would personally handle his account. Hence Gardner Vance was forced to release Tony from his VanGuard obligation. With the Massey account as it's flagship, financial indicators continued to point to the fledgling Kinnetics as the advertising agency to watch. This bright future wasn't shared by everyone however. Kinnetic's bookkeeper Theodore Schmidt was less optimistic. "Brian we can't afford another artist right now, even if he is your boyfriend," Ted protested.

"Justin is only here part-time, how expensive can he be?" Brian held up a headshot of a female model. "Would you fuck her if you were straight?" he asked.

"I don't know, I suppose so." Ted said, then quickly returned to his original subject. "With health insurance, and dental he could be very expensive, especially when he's not really earning his keep."

"Believe me, Justin earns his keep. The boy gives new meaning to the term coffee break." Brian smiled. "How about this one, do you think she's fuckable?" Brian held up another picture.

"I guess so!" Ted sidetracked again. "Brian, are you listening to me? As your accountant I'm advising you not to carry any extra weight right now. Kinnetics is still a new agency, the Republicans are in office, and the market is too funny right now. I know you have the Massey account, but thanks to VanGuard all of your other accounts are relatively new businesses that could go under at any time."

"You're forgetting Neo Pharmaceuticals. We're about to blow away the market with their longer acting, less side effects male enhancement pill," Brian reminded him. "The Massey Corporation, and Neo Pharmaceuticals will be enough to tide us over until the end of the year when most of the accounts I brought to VanGuard complete their contracts with Vance. By January they'll all be knocking down Kinnetic's doors to get in."

"Don't count your chickens before they've signed on the dotted line, Brian. You haven't secured the Neo account yet," Ted pointed out.

"Oh but I will," Brian said with confidence. "Why else would Telson want to meet with me today unless he's selected Kinnetics to handle his account?"

"Even so, I'm still asking you to be reasonable, Brian. You've already spent a king's fortune remodeling this place, and matching the salaries of the employees that you harvested from VanGuard. Kinnetic's disposable income is becoming dangerously low. We may not be able to make payroll next month without the Neo account. There's no more room for splurging. It's time to be more frugal now," Ted pleaded.

Brian stood up from behind his desk, and adjusted his suit. "Alright, if it makes you happy, and to be on the safe side you can pay Justin out of my salary. One catch, I don't want him to know. Agreed?"

"Agreed," Ted said.

"Now how do I look?" Brian asked.

"Like a multimillion dollar contract," Ted said.

"Good. That's exactly the effect I was going for." Brian smiled. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go secure our future."

"Swanks" was a new upscale restaurant that the A-list of Pittsburgh businessmen had unofficially adopted as their own. Brian stepped through its glass doors, and gave his name to the hostess who immediately escorted him to his party. Considering what was riding on this account, Kinnetics' founder, and CEO presented a cool, and collected front. What Ted didn't know was that not only was the financial future of Kinnetics at stake, so was its honor. Cynthia had heard from a reliable source, and informed Brian that VanGuard was the front runner for the Neo Pharmaceutical account. Not only that, but it was VanGuard's newest openly gay senior partner Kip Thomas who had all but secured the deal.

"Brian!" Marvin Telson stood to greet his guest.

"Mr. Telson." Brian smiled, and shook the hand of his host.

"Please call me Marvin. What are you drinking?" The two men settled down in their seats.

"I'll have whatever you're having Marvin," Brian said.

Marvin Telson signaled the waiter for two more drinks, then turned to Brian. "What can I say about you, Mr. Kinney? Your presentation was amazing. Myself, and Neo's marketing department love your catch phrase, "Return the rise", and the idea of our new enhancement pill attracting twenty year old babes, well that's just brilliant." Telson laughed.

Brian smiled to himself. He knew that a client's amusement was always a good sign. "So when can we get started?" he asked.

"There's one more thing we need to talk about, Brian," Marvin said.

"What's that Marvin?" Brian asked.

The waiter returned with two martinis with extra olives. Marvin waited until their server was well out of hearing range before continuing his conversation. "Brian, not everyone wants to use our enhancement pill on twenty year old girls," Telson said. "Some men prefer twenty year old boys if you know what I mean."

"Absolutely," Brian agreed. "Marvin, if you like we could use the same idea, and create a campaign that would include gay men. I have connections with several gay monthly publications. We could take out a few pages for advertising, or if you want to push the envelope we could do a discrete television spot. Would you like that included in your contract?"

Marvin Telson took a sip of his drink. "This wouldn't be in the contract, Brian, this is a personal matter," he said.

"A personal matter?" Brian took a sip of his drink.

"The cute little blonde in your office."

"Cynthia?"

"No, not Cynthia. I'm talking about the OTHER cute little blonde."

"Justin?"

"That's the one," Telson smiled. "I was wondering if perhaps you could arrange a private presentation with him for me."

Brian was momentarily at a loss for words. "Why Marvin, you old dog, you. I had no idea," he smiled.

"Well technically I'm not what you would call gay." The older man lowered his voice. "It's just that every now and then when I'm on the road, and something young, and sweet catches my eye I like to indulge myself. I'm sure you understand."

"I understand. Unfortunately Marvin, I'm not going to be able to help you. You see I'm the CEO of an advertising agency, I'm not a pimp." Brian made himself perfectly clear.

"That's not what I heard," Telson smiled.

"And what exactly did you hear?" Brian was becoming increasingly annoyed.

"According to Kip Thomas over at VanGuard it was Justin who convinced him to drop sexual harassment charges against you three years ago," Telson smirked.

"Kip Thomas is a liar. He's never met Justin." Brian struggled to maintain his cool.

"That's where you're wrong." Telson smiled. "Not only did Kip meet Justin, he took him home. According to Thomas the kid has the smoothest, palest skin, and the most perfect ass he'd ever seen. Whatever he did to Kip that night was enough to make him drop the charges against you. Come on, Brian, this is a win, win situation. I won't hurt the kid. I'll show him a good time, and you'll get a multimillion dollar account out of the deal."

Brian finished the remainder of his drink, and placed his glass on the table. "I'm sorry, Mr. Telson, but we won't be able to do business together," he said.

The jeep drove itself back to Kinnetics with a thousand thoughts racing through Brian's mind all at once. Surely Kip was lying. There was no way he had ever gotten his grimy hands on Justin. The little weasel was just another scorned trick who's ploy to fuck his way up the corporate ladder had backfired miserably when Brian refused to recommend him to Ryder for senior partner. On the other hand, Telson's story about Justin coming to Brian's rescue would explain why the charges of sexual harassment against Brian was suddenly dropped. Sexual harassment. Who the fuck does Telson think he is? Did he honestly think Brian would pimp one of his employees, let alone his own boy just to secure a multimillion dollar account? Oh no, the account! Brian had momentarily forgotten all about that. Theodore was going to have a fit. He was banking on the lucrative Neo contract to be the other financial cornerstone for Kinnetics. Neo Pharmaceuticals, along with the Massey Corporation would have made Kinnetics practically invincible. As it stood now Gardner Vance's prediction may very well come to pass. Without a multimillion dollar miracle Kinnetics could go belly up within its first year. Indeed, Ted was already warning that Kinnetics may not be able to make its payroll next month.

"Cynthia, where's Justin?" Brian stormed past his assistant's desk.

"He's in graphics." The startled woman looked up from her work. "Is everything alright, Brian?"

"Tell him I want him in my office RIGHT NOW!" Brian slammed his office door behind him. Fucking son-of-a-bitch, he flung his suit jacket onto the sofa. The little shit had ruined everything. What the fuck was Justin thinking, what would make him prostitute himself to a slimy lowlife like Kip Thomas? Oh my God. The furious lover stopped in his tracks. "He was thinking about me," Brian suddenly realized.

It was true. Once again Brian had followed his dick, and this time it had lead him into deep trouble. Brian didn't have a leg to stand on with Kip Thomas. Ryder knew it, Melanie knew it, and so did Justin. How could senior management explain fucking one of his subordinates across his desk, on company time? The only thing that could have pulled Brian's ass out of the unemployment line was a miracle, and that miracle came in the form of Justin who was still only seventeen at the time. A cold shiver ran through Brian's body as he recalled the fiasco with Kevin, and the cowboy at the loft, when Justin had once again placed himself in harm's way to save Brian's ass. If he lived to be a hundred years old Brian would never forget the bloody trail from the bedroom to the bathroom. He could only now speculate what Justin must have endured from Kip Thomas that would have made him drop all of his charges against Brian.

Justin opened the door to Brian's office, and peeked his head inside. "Brian, what's wrong?" he asked.

"Come in, and shut the door baby," Brian said.........................................

Justin sat on Brian's lap in the big leather chair behind the CEO desk at Kinnetics. "So you want to climb the corporate ladder little boy?" Brian asked.

"Yes sir," Justin said innocently, and wrapped his arms around his boss's neck.

NEXT WEEK: Anytime

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