The cockroach man -- chapter 1 -- MY NEW BOSS.
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I hated Robin Pedler. That man had taken almost everything from me. I was not ruined cause fortunately I had amassed a big fortune in my past years, even if I only was 30 now. I had been working for seven years in the famous E-mole search engine. Our company was famous around the world with our nice happy mole you could see whenever you chose our logo to search something in the net, in competition with other more famous search engines. But fortunately many people preferred our mole and the company was successful and profitable. I had always been skilled in computing and after finishing my studies, in which I was talented, I had started working in E-mole and soon was one of its business managers. I was still single but had the benefits of a luxurious house for me alone and I was happy with the situation.
The first time I heard Mr. Pedler's name was three years ago. His name was famous in computing activities and he had planned some ingenious games. It seems that in that he was a genius. But that's all I knew about him so far. Then I had started speculating in the stock exchange and for a couple of years it was always earning more and more money till one day I saw I started losing money and I managed to find out it was one Mr. Robin Pedler who always took what should have been mine. But he did not stop there. He seemed to have real malice about me for one day it did not only affect me, but also our company. We knew by now that Mr. Pedler was a multimillionaire but he seemed obsessed with E-mole. He started by buying many of our shares till one day last month we heard of a hostile bid through which Mr. Robin Pedler had managed to purchase our company and he was now the new boss of E-mole. He would come tomorrow and I had to be now one of his employees. So I hated Robin Pedler: he'd taken my company which was the apple of my eye and most of my fortune and now I would have to serve him.
When Wednesday finally came he started to interview some of my workmates and I saw some of them blushing when they came out of his office, till it was finally eleven o'clock when he called me to his office, which was opposite mine.
I entered and politely said:
-Good morning, Mr. Pedler.
-Good morning, Zach --he called me then. I thought he was too familiar with me then, a man he did not know at all, by calling me straight by my name. I'm Zachary Pollock, but it's true I had always been called Zach. But it annoyed me that man had started calling me Zach and not Mr. Pollock-, first of all I'm now your new boss and I expect you always call me sir, understood?
-Yes, Sir --I said, swallowing my pride with a deep sigh. It was obvious I depended on that man now and I had to call him the way he told me to. He was more or less my age and had I liked men, I could have said he was an attractive man with short blonde hair, an attractive beard and a perfect body. He was a computing genius, but he loved doing some sport every day.
-I hope now you understand, Zach, that I could fire you if I chose to do that but I have a good reason not to fire you nevertheless, which I would tell you later. I've been talking to some other employees and they had shown me they have no dignity and after today I will have a lot of fun with them and also with you. Well, to start with, I will tell you that I prefer boys, also girls sometimes, but mostly boys. Anything to tell me so far?
-No, sir --I was saying the truth-. Nothing to object to your sexual preferences. That's up to you, Sir, of course.
-And you happen to be a very attractive boy, Zach. I really lust for you.
-I'm not comfortable knowing that, Sir.
-There's something more, Zach. If you wanna keep on working on this company, you will have to give me a daily blowjob.
-What...? --I was totally shocked then.
-If you look at yourself in the mirror, Zach, you'll see you have a boner right now --it was true and I couldn't believe myself. Didn't know why the fuck I had a boner hearing his words, words coming from a man I hated, and much more after his last sentence.
-I've been talking to two of my employees now --he told me their names- and they agree to give me a blowjob every day. And I'm sure you will also do it, Zach. Look, I have a reason which I will explain later for which I somehow want to be sweet with you. But I am a dominant bastard, as you probably know by now. I've been stealing some things from you in the last years because it was really funny for me to take things especially from you. Later I'll tell you why. You have a lot of financial losses, now the company is no longer yours, but look at you. I'm sure you hate me, but you have a boner hearing me. And you will certainly suck my cock as I want. For I haven't taken away your dignity and I want to deprive you of everything. I would like to see you groveling like a cockroach on the floor for me to enjoy. I will not fuck your ass so far, but I'm sure that if one day I ask you, you will even surrender your ass to me and you will also lose your masculinity.
-Sir --I had to tell him then-, what prevents me now from reporting you? The police would love to hear about such an indecent proposal.
-Two of my employees have already accepted, and I'm sure you would accept too. You're not the successful man you thought you were, Zach. I repeat that after taking many things from you and even if I know you hate me now, you have an astounding erection knowing what I want from you. And of course you can report me, but just think about this: if you do, I will fire you instantly. I will go to jail, that's true and I'm sure I deserve it, but you will totally lose a job I'm sure you love. So do you want to report me, Zach?
-You want me to grovel like a cockroach, you said. So I only beg you Sir not to fire me. I'm sure we can forget this conversation and I will never give you blowjobs.
-Your cock says that you want to do it. Have you had sex very often?
I felt that after all I had to answer him.
-Two or three girls so far. And no boys of course. I'm not gay, Sir.
-Maybe you say you're not gay cause you've never tried a boy, but your dick is telling me that you want to try --I was then totally humiliated by my own self cause my erection, during all that time of conversation, instead of diminishing, had increased, so much so that despite the hatred I felt now for that merciless man, I could soon cream my pants. But he went on talking-. I'm sure you have it in your blood, Zach, and you are as promiscuous, or you would like to be, as Isaac Pollock.
I could not consent to that so I replied angrily.
-Sir, Isaac Pollock was my father, so please fucking leave him alone. Why on Earth do you have to mention him?
-Because Isaac Pollock is my father too --I was astonished then but he went on-. It's true, Zach. You are my brother. Now look at yourself in the mirror again and then look at me. You will see you have a striking similarity to me --I did then what he told me and saw that it was true that we resembled each other. So that bastard was my brother? I could not believe it.
-And probably we have a lot of lost brothers around the world, Zach. I think Isaac Pollock liked fucking a lot and when I finally knew about my father, I got some information that he was always having sex, probably with both boys and girls, like his children, you and I, for I am sure that you are bisexual too, though you don't know it yet. And now if you allow me I will tell you a couple of things about myself.
-Tell me Sir --I told him with a thin voice. I was still trying to assimilate Robin Pedler was my brother but I said to myself I would listen to him.
-My name should have been Robin Pollock but I am sure our promiscuous father never knew of me. I was raised by Kathleen Pedler. She took care of me and never asked our father for help and of course she gave me her surname. But I don't remember my mother for she died when I was two years old. And I was raised at an orphanage and I won't tire you telling you how hard it was for me to live without any parents and how hard my childhood was. But I was a brilliant student and fortunately the orphanage had computers. All this time living without any parents was making me become sour and starting to be a bastard with the other children at the orphanage. To cut the story short, I started studying computer science and soon got a real name in the computing word. In my free time, I started investigating my origins and soon I knew Isaac Pollock was the father I never knew, and I also knew he had died two years ago, but heard about something else: he had a recognized child called Zach and I started investigating about you and soon discovered something fundamental about you: you were an achiever and a prosperous man but at the same time I discovered something else about you: aware of it or not, you also like losing. I heard you had lost a lot of capital in some casinos but whenever you lost money you looked at everyone with a smile. I suspect you are happy whenever you lose. I could have introduced myself to you then but being a dominant bastard I preferred to know you a little better. I saw you for the first time in a concert, though you never knew I was very close to you then, and I saw how attractive you are. And in that moment I conceived a sadistic idea: I would try to take many things from you first and later I would introduce myself to you as I am doing right now and try to turn you into my cockroach man.
-Oh my God, Sir. Now I do believe everything you've told me. Ok, we're brothers but being your long lost brother, could I not call you Robin? Or could you not be sweet with me, please?
-You've called me Robin right now. Don't dare do it again. And as for being sweet, that will depend on whether you do what I've told you that you must do. You will never have my respect if first you don't suck my cock.
The cruelty of my brother then was evident. He wanted to make me his personal cockroach that he could crush and I had just then the most embarrassing moment of my life when I realized I had creamed my pants. And not only that, Mr. Robin Pedler, my unknown brother had seen me and started laughing out loud then.
-You see, brother? Your dick is telling me that you want to do it. So this is what we're gonna do. First you will return to your office, but not to work. All the businesses we have to discuss, we'll discuss tomorrow, after you have given me your second blowjob. You will go to your office but just to think twice about my indecent proposal. And when you finally find out, as you will, that you want to be humiliated like a filthy cockroach, you will strip completely in your office, till you are totally nude. There's not a big distance between your office and mine. You will first see that the coast is clear and finally knock at my door. I'll tell you "come in" and now listen to me well. You will enter my office but I don't want you to utter a single word till I have cum in your mouth. I'm sure you will enter with a big boner. First I will whip my dick out. When you finally see it out, you have to first show me that you want to earn the right to suck my cock. Then you will lie on the floor and come slowly to me crawling like a worthless incest. And when you are level with my crotch you will first lick my balls fondly for a couple of minutes and next you will swallow my cock and start giving me the first of many blowjobs that now you will have to give me. Only when I cum in your mouth, you can talk and I want you to tell me: "thank you, Sir." And that's all. You will return naked to your office and can put your clothes back on and leave. You won't have to work more today. Now, Zach, go to your office. See you soon. --and he smiled at me then sweetly, a smile that had a lot of security that I would soon be sucking his cock, but at the same time was a sweet smile that pierced my flesh, as if he was saying: "forgive me, brother, but I know you need this humiliation and it will not be only me that enjoys".
That was the first interview I had with Mr. Robin Pedler, my new boss, who had surprised me saying I was his brother, probably only one of many brothers I could have around the world, and it was something I never doubted for indeed I had seen how similar we were. I left his office downcast and totally humiliated and I entered my office. I wasn't going to work as he had told me. I had to reflect whether I could degrade so much that I could obey that bastard's, my brother's orders. I remembered perfectly well how he had humiliated. But as I was sitting down dejected and humiliated I noticed I had a big boner again and I had a new thought: he had greatly humiliated me but my greatest humiliation had come from my own dick, which had behaved shamelessly this morning, being hard all the morning at that bastard's words and finally taking me to the utmost of my degradation, making me cum before him. I thought a bit whether I could suck a cock, something I had never done before. And I thought: why not? But could I suck my own brother's dick, the dick of such a bastard? But as I was thinking of the word bastard I had to stop thinking, having a new idea. I remembered his sweet smile and that changed me. I thought that after all I could reach some understanding with my brother and just then I realized two things: first I noticed that despite the way Mr. Pedler had treated me, unaccountably I was losing my hatred for him, after I had known that he was my flesh and blood. Second, the fact that he was my own brother made me think that after all I desired to give him that fun. Maybe it was easier to suck the dick of someone you love, for now I was aware that I loved him a bit. So do what you have to do, I said to myself. And aware that I had then a big boner, I started taking everything off in my office. "I don't know whether I would enjoy giving a blowjob but I'm sure I would like to suck my brother's cock." That's what I though once I was totally nude and saw that my dick couldn't be higher.
Now it was gonna be difficult. I opened the door a crack and saw there was nobody in the corridor and taking a deep breath I finally reached the door of Mr. Pedler's office. I nervously knocked and fortunately I soon heard his masculine voice saying: "come in." I entered totally nude and with one the highest boners of my life. He smiled at me when he saw me I had come to his office the way he had told me. Instantly I saw him whipping his cock out. What a big cock! It would be a real challenge to suck it. If I could have talked I would have said: "congratulations for that dick, Sir". But I remembered very well he did not want me to talk till he had cum in my mouth and said nothing.
He looked at me attentive at what I would do next. So thinking that what I had to do would better be done as soon as possible, I lied on the floor and started crawling towards him, no doubt as a cockroach would. I noticed that my dick was really hard and was painfully rubbing the floor. What a humiliating moment. No doubt the greatest humiliation was coming from my dick again. But at the same time and for the first time, I thought that my brother's words possibly had some truth and I surely liked losing and degrading. It was a long walk, all the time with pain in my dick, but the closer I was to his crotch, the harder I was getting, my cock teaching me a lesson of the way I wanted to live after now, humiliated, losing everything, with bigger erections than I had ever had.
I finally reached my new boss and with a strange security I poked my tongue out and rested it at his balls. A tart taste overwhelmed me then but at the same time the security that I would surely suck his cock later. My brother was stroking my hair and telling me: "I knew you would do it, Zach, and give me the best moment of my sexual life. Oh, what a hot brother I had." With those words I started to move my tongue up his cock and that way tasting what I knew well I wanted to taste the rest of my life. I knew from that moment on, that I wanted to suck dicks and my brother's dick every day. He was talking.
-You don't have to do it if you don't want. But your dick is telling me once again that you are enjoying. So you can, if you want, jerk yourself off.
If I did that I would be again totally humiliated by my own dick, but fuck I wanted, I needed to do it. So I started to beat off in the midst of my first blowjob and it was as if with that masturbation I was forgiving my brother for being such a bastard, as if I was mentally praying: "since you have started to turn me into your cockroach, Sir, do it completely. I really desire to be a filthy incest with no dignity." All this I was thinking as I was sucking that cock with affection rather than hatred. My brother was moved seeing me enjoy and was so stoked that suddenly a long stream of semen started to fall into my mouth. I was sure the taste was so good that I would shoot my load too. And I did. And after I finished cumming, he kept on pouring semen in my mouth for a couple more minutes, so hot the experience had been for him of cumming in his meek brother's mouth, that of his cockroach man. I didn't wait and touching my dick so he could see my gratitude, I said "thank you, Sir."
-Have you enjoyed, Zach?
-I have Sir. And I am sure now I can give you a daily blowjob.
-Your first day as my private cockroach has finished. You've passed the test with flying colours. Now return to your office, get dressed and leave the job for today. I want a new blowjob tomorrow at eleven. You're earning my respect.
I crossed the corridor in a hurry, reached my office at last and put everything back on, aware that I had cum twice this morning with gay sex and degradation and I was quite erect nevertheless. Never before in my life had I cum twice the same day. With a sigh, I shrugged my shoulders and left my office and E-mole that day. Now when at home, I would have to reflect about my own worthless self.