Chapter 456 – Picking Up Conrad and The Meeting
We were all excited Thursday morning because of the impending meeting with Conrad from Invescor. Blake was telling me how excited he was, as I ran my soapy hands all over his cock and balls, making sure I cleaned his asshole thoroughly also. I had him hard as a rock, Jake doing the same to Tim. Although Blake had a rock-solid erection, he was talking business right and left, something I believed he had more of a passion for than male sex. At least I was starting to believe that might be the case. He did treat me to the same type of cleaning, getting me all excited in the process also. Even Dustin joined in some, wanting to feel loved.
It was blustery cold outside, as Blake, Jake and I walked to marketing lab. The wind was really howling, and there were snow flurries in the air, threatening to snow big time. Blake wondered if Conrad would even be able to fly in, as crazy as the weather seemed to be. I called Dale for a weather update, as we walked to class. He was excited to hear from me. I told him we had a couple of business guys that were supposed to land at around 12:30 and wondered if they were going to be able to fly in, as windy as it was.
“Josh, there’s a cold front passing through, which is usually windy. The nice thing is the wind is right down the runway, so they won’t have a crosswind to contend with. Also, the front is almost past us now and it should calm down in an hour or so. We should see the sun here in another hour or two also, giving us some blue skies. It’s going to be colder than a witch’s tit, but perfect flying weather. If you need to fly anywhere today, it’s perfect flying weather, although Greyson and I have a charter in the 310 later this afternoon,” Dale told me. I told him I had to pick up two businessmen for a meeting at 12:30 and I’d see him then. He got all excited.
“Oh, and I want a big hug before I have to deal with those two,” I told him. I could hear him chuckle on the phone. He told me he’d give me all the hugs I wanted. I told him he was a good man.
I told the guys the weather would be fine in another hour or so, so I was sure the meeting was still on. Blake seemed relieved.
We gave Ty a hug, before the rest of our classmates arrived for marketing. Ty went on and on about how crazy the women were last night at Ladies’ Night. He couldn’t believe how some of them behaved. I asked him if the weather made them all super horny. Ty said he thought maybe we put something in their drinks. I told him no such luck, they were crazy on their own. We had nothing to do with it. I told him what happened to Trent. He said he got more than his fair share of groping last night also, as did Bret. He said it did make him horny though, so he and Bret had quite a night after they got home. He told us, for the record, Terry and Luke did also. I had to believe that was true.
The class started filing in, most of them complaining about the weather and how cold it was, as they took off their heavy winter coats. I gave them the weather update, direct from FAA Flight Service, somewhat shocking them with my facts. I told them I got our pilot’s update this morning, as I had a couple of business guys flying in for a meeting and our plane going out on charter this afternoon. Rod couldn’t get over our connections and business involvements.
Rod looked disturbed about something this morning, not being his chipper self today. He did give Blake and me bro hugs when he first got there, reminding us we were best buds now. I found that a little hard to believe, but he seemed to warm up to Blake and me, treating us, as if we had been friends for some time, seemingly enjoying joking around with us, if nothing else.
“Woman problems this morning, Rod?” I asked, before Mary Ann joined us. He gave me a half laugh.
“Not with me, but one of my cousins. The idiot went and did something he’s got a problem with, and we’re all trying to figure out how to help him out,” Rod explained.
“Those women will bring you down all the time. Tell him to stick to guys, and he won’t have those problems,” I chided. Rod smiled and shook his head.
“That’s an understatement, Josh. You’re right there. Stupid idiot. Oh, well, it’s really his problem, but it kind of affects all of us, unfortunately,” Rod replied.
“Is this the womanizer that has women all the time?” I had to ask. Rod shook his head.
“Nah, that’s Tyler his older brother who’s my age. Tyler’s too smart for what happened here. Now Lonnie, our other roommate, I could see having a problem like this, but not Tyler. It’s Tink, my cousin, Tyler’s younger brother, the one that hardly ever dates and we always thought was gay. No offense, by the way. He wishes he was gay now,” Rod explained. I looked puzzled by the name Tink. I asked him who Tink was. “Oh, sorry, it’s Landon. We all call him Tink, short for Tinker Bell. When he was younger, he always used to flit around like a fairy, so we called him Tinker Bell, then shortened it to Tink when he got older. He liked the name when he was a young’un, but didn’t like Tinker Bell when he became a teenager, so we just call him Tink now. It works, and no one ever calls him Landon. Anyway, he’s got women problems now, and we’re going to have to do something to straighten it all out,” Rod told us.
“Good luck with that, Rod. Seems like more trouble than it’s worth, if you ask us,” I commented. Rod smiled, shaking his head.
“You have no idea, guys. Yep, they are high maintenance for sure. Still, I love their titties and pussies. Oh, yeh,” he replied. Blake and I chuckled. Rod was so straight, but becoming a lot of fun.
Mary Ann joined us, looking at us all suspiciously. “Hey, congrats on the report yesterday. You hit the nail on the head and did a great job presenting,” I told her.
“Yep, and your ass looked hot too, when you walked up front,” Rod commented. Mary Ann bopped him over the head with a stack of papers. We told Rod he deserved that. He agreed, but he said she was still hot, and he couldn’t help but notice. We were just happy that Mary Ann was a good sport.
We divided up our data diving activities for today, separating into two groups to do research, agreeing to meet back again after the first hour and compare notes. Mary Ann wanted to partner with Blake, so Rodney and I did our thing. He was disappointed he didn’t get to partner with Mary Ann and she chose Blake instead.
“Can you blame her? I mean you keep making comments about her ass and tits, Rod. I think she feels like she won’t get much done with you oogling her body parts while you guys work,” I explained.
“Oh, I can be professional when I have to be. Still, she does have nice tits, Josh. You have to admit, those are nice tits,” he replied. I shook my head, telling him, ‘to each his own’. He got a kick out of that. “What if I told you that you had a nice ass and I liked that bulge in your jeans. Would that stop you from wanting to work with me?” he asked. I laughed.
“No, I’d just think there were possibilities of us getting together some time and having some fun,” I chided. He laughed.
“Well, maybe she might think the same thing,” he replied. I told him it was different with women, especially ones that were engaged. “I don’t know. She wouldn’t be the first girl I fucked that was engaged. A lot of them want to have all the sex they can have before they tie the knot, you know, gut all that curiosity out of their system. She might just be thinking about what she missed, that one night Lonnie freaked her out and she left,” Rod commented. I shook my head.
“You really believe that?” I asked. He shook his head ‘no’.
“Lonnie has a big dick and that probably scared her. Mine is more normal. He’s just an exhibitionist, and can’t help showing off, thinking girls get excited seeing a cock like he has. I keep telling him he needs to get some manners. The damned thing is, he gets laid pretty often. Tink and I are the ones suffering from a shortage of women. Tink never gets lucky. I swear it’s because he tries too hard at times, trying to be like his brother, when the two of them couldn’t be more different. He needs to play harder to get. The kid’s cute as hell, has a ripped body, but he’s shy and backward with women, not really knowing how to talk to them and schmooze them. Then there’s Lonnie, who has no social skills at all, looks rough, big ole boy with a big dick, and he gets laid regularly, mostly a different girl every time. I swear he stands on a street corner with his big dick hanging out, and the women flock to him. I’ve never seen anything like it. I’ve had a few decent girlfriends, but most of them only last a couple months at best. I don’t know. Like you said, they’re high maintenance. I guess I just get tired of having to maintain them. Plus, they’re damned expensive also. Our parental budget plan doesn’t give us much for dating. Dad told us if we wanted to spend money on women and beer, to get a job. Not sure the women part is worth it, but the beer definitely is,” Rod chided, making me laugh.
We got down to business, and really started churning out the data. Rod also had some ideas, as to questions we needed to ask on the survey we intended to send out. He was definitely smart. There was no denying that. At the end of the hour, we huddled back with each other. Mary Ann and Blake had retrieved considerable information, further defining the income levels of families with students in dorms, apartments and houses. Combing what they had with what we discovered, helped make more sense out of the information we were trying to get. Ty came by and looked at what we had, agreeing we were on the right track, and somewhat impressed with the information he was looking at. Satisfied we were approaching the date the right way, and making progress, we split up again, agreeing to keep working until about 20 minutes before the end of class, when we’d rendezvous again to compare notes.
When Rod and I started off again, I gave him a suggestion. “Rod, if you want to meet girls and possibly get laid, we have Ladies’ Night on Wednesday nights, at the CNB, and the gals get pretty crazy, practically raping our wait staff. If you want a small job, you could work for us on Wednesday nights and get all the pussy can handle. I’ll do you one better, if you, or any of your roomies, want to dance in thongs, as part of the entertainment, you can make a shit ton of money and get laid as a bonus. Some of our guys make several hundred dollars a night. You have strip off to a thong and gyrate your groin in women’s faces, prance around all sexy and all. That’s an option if it would help you out,” I offered.
“Good grief, that actually sounds like fun,” Rod replied. “Let me talk to the guys, and see if anyone’s interested in dancing. Might be kind of fun, shaking your booty at the girls and getting paid and laid for it. Damn, Josh, you just never cease to find exiting things to help guys out. You are becoming my best bud, when you can find ways to get me laid, and it doesn’t involve a cock up my ass. I’m liking this shit,” Rod replied, all excited.
“Well, if you did want a cock up your ass, we have Gay Night on Saturday night. All the dancers that dance on Wednesday night for the ladies, also dance on Saturday nights for the guys. You don’t have to, but our dancers make more money with the guys than they do with the ladies, so that’s an option. And, you don’t have to get laid afterwards, just dance and make money,” I explained.
“Are your dancers gay or straight?” Rod asked. I told him we had some of both. “Shit, if it’s just dancing and drinking free beer, making money, that doesn’t seem all bad either. Let me talk to the guys. Gees, Josh, you’re such a pal. You may have just solved my women problems for me. You sure most of your straight guys get laid after performing on Wednesday nights?” Rod asked. I assured them if he wanted pussy, they got more than they could handle. Rod got all excited. He said he couldn’t wait to tell his roommates he found a fantastic option to getting laid quick. I just smiled and shook my head.
We did manage to get some work done, but it seemed Rod had additional questions about Ladies’ Night, dancing, the bar in general and even a couple of questions about Gay Night, like did I think anyone would recognize them if they did dance on Gay Night. I told him if they did, he knew what team they played for. He guessed that was right.
We finally finished up the class, having reunited with Mary Ann and Blake, for the last 20 minutes to combine forces and share information. After class, Rod thanked me again for giving him an opportunity to see if he and his posse wanted to work for us, either serving or dancing. Rod said the dancing might be kind of fun, and if it guaranteed them getting laid, it was definitely worth it. I told him it wasn’t for everyone, but he and his guys might like it. Rod wanted my phone number and contact information, in case he needed to call me to ask anymore questions, plus he said he needed his best bud close at hand to contact should he need me. We exchanged information. I wished him good luck with his woman problems he had to help solve. He frowned, when I told him that. We didn’t have Marketing on Friday, due to our heavy classes Monday through Thursday, so he told us to have a great weekend, and he’d see us Monday. He even gave me a quick bro hug. Gees, I guess I was working up his bro ladder.
Blake, Jake, Thad and I headed back to the bar, telling Trevor and Andy goodbye after class. Jake said he really enjoyed what they were doing in their group, and filled us in somewhat on their progress. Blake said Mary Ann thought I was hot, and didn’t understand how I could be gay, looking as hot as I did. I got a chuckle out of that one. She also told Blake that Rod was crazy, but kind of fun in a way, and not bad on the eyes either. We all agreed on that.
We grabbed a quick bite to eat, as I had to head to the airport. I had on jeans and a sweatshirt, the uniform I told the guys I was wearing to pick up Conrad and whoever was coming with him. After chowing down some food with Jordan, Nate, Ken and Buzz, I grabbed the Lincoln Town Car keys, my leather jacket, and headed out the door, but not before the guys told me to have fun.
I got to the airport a few minutes before 12:30. I found Dale in the office, and gave him a hug. Damn he felt good in my arms. I told him he was right about the weather, as the skies were partly cloudy now and the wind had died way down. He just smiled and told me how good Flight Service was with the weather. He wanted to know if I was interested in the ‘winds aloft’. I asked him what that was. He told me it was the velocity and direction of winds at various altitudes, which had to be figured into your direction of flight, as you could have a cross wind ‘aloft’ you had to compensate for to keep you going in the correct direction on the ground. He told me if you had a wind out of the East and you were flying North, as an example, then you had to compensate so many degrees to the East, to keep you going North, or you’d be blown West of your true course. I never thought about that before, but I guessed him to be right. He said he had a flight computer to figure the degrees of compensation depending on the wind directions and velocity. I marveled at how smart he was with aviation and navigation. He told me it wasn’t that hard. He said they joked about the flight computer, as it was more like a calculator, calling it a ‘flight confuser’, making me chuckle.
“Hey, when are you taking your check ride? I thought that was this week,” I asked. He smiled.
“The FAA examiner put it back to next week now, as he had something that came up, but it worked out just as well, as we have a charter this afternoon, which, if I had my check ride, I wouldn’t be able to take. This way, I get more twin time in the 310. I’d much rather fly the 310 than take a check ride in a 172 or 182,” Dale replied. I asked him if he was nervous, getting ready to take a check ride. He informed me that all pilots were mostly nervous before a check ride, comparing it to a teenager taking his drivers’ license driving test with an examiner. That brought back memories, although I’d been driving a pickup on the farm ever since I was 12, right about the time I got hair on my dick, I happened to think. I shared that little tidbit with Dale, who chuckled “I guess I’m old enough to take my check ride for my pilot’s license, as I have a lot of hair on my dick now,” Dale replied. I laughed.
“I’m not so sure, you look awfully young. You just might have to show that to me some time,” I teased. Dale blushed, but said that was perfectly fine with him, making me chuckle. Just as we teased one another, we heard a Citation jet call downwind on Unicom.
“Looks like your party’s downwind, Josh. I wonder if their Citation is as nice as the ones you have,” he remarked. I told him it probably wasn’t, but to let me know what he thought when it landed. The jet finally called ‘final’, so we stepped outside to watch it land. The pilot did a nice job of landing, then taxied to the apron in front of the office. Dale got his sticks to direct them to where to park, then put the sticks together over his head to indicate them to stop. The pilot cut off the engines and the door soon opened. One of the pilots stepped off first. He helped another man in his suit off, then a second man. The first man looked to be in his early 40’s and the second guy, possibly mid-thirties. The 40 something guy was very nice looking and fit, as far as I could tell in his suit and black wool dress coat. The second 30 something guy was actually hot looking, with a form fitting suit, looking like he was a model for GQ or something, holding his overcoat. I was already starting to like what I saw, but I had no idea what their personalities were like. I was soon to find out.
I walked up to them and introduced myself as their driver. The older one was Conrad, and the younger one was his managing assistant. He introduced himself as Carson. “Conrad and Carson,” I repeated. “Should be easy enough to remember,” I stated. “I have a car waiting outside the fence here to take you to the Stoney Enterprises’ temporary offices downtown. Follow me, gentlemen,” I told them, leading the way. I waved goodbye to Dale, telling him to have a safe flight. He was talking to the pilots that brought my two guys in from Chicago.
“So, how was the flight today?” I asked, trying to make conversation.
“A little bumpy going up and coming down, but not bad,” Conrad replied. “You work for the company?” Conrad asked.
“Yes, Sir. As a matter of fact, I do,” I replied. He asked me what I did for the company. “I’m kind of their gopher, I replied, causing them to give me a curious look. “I go for this and I go for that, whatever they need me to go for,” I added, chuckling. It took them awhile to catch on. Then they kind of chuckled, saying that made sense. I offered whoever to sit wherever in the Lincoln. They both looked at it rather oddly.
“Wow, this is kind of vintage,” Conrad remarked, as he hopped into the back seat and told Carson to sit up front. Carson seemed friendly enough, and somewhat happy he was sitting up front with me. At least he gave me a friendly smile.
“Conrad, make sure the seat is clean, where you’re sitting. Some of our college guys use this car for dates, and as you can see, that is large back seat. I forgot to check to make sure the seats were clean. Wouldn’t want you to sit on any skid marks in your nice suit,” I told him with a big grin. Conrad immediately lifted his ass off the seat and looked around, somewhat disgusted. I was laughing to myself inside, and Carson gave me a quick smile. I kind of got the feeling he thought I was dicking with Conrad.
“Uh, I guess it’s clean. Good grief. Haven’t thought about fucking in a back seat in years. I guess you college guys still do that kind of stuff.” Then he asked if I was still in school. I told him I was a sophomore this year, a business major, working on a marketing major. “You should consider finance, young man. That’s where the money’s at. Everyone needs money. You make money, lending money, or investing in other’s operations, letting them do all the work and make you money,” Conrad added.
“Ah, that’s for bean counters. I want to be creative, start new ventures, build things, exciting things like that,” I replied, making him frown. Carson, on the other hand, chuckled. I was thinking I was starting to win him over some. At least he was tickled by the fact, I wasn’t sucking up to Conrad.
“So what kind of busines are you guys into?” I asked. Conrad motioned for Carson to tell me, as Conrad was checking his phone.
“Josh, we operate a venture capital company that provides capital for businesses in various fields. For the capital provided, we take a significant equity share in the businesses we’re involved in,” Carson replied.
“So, you provide a large portion of the capital the businesses need, then take an equity position in their company. Is that a controlling interest?” I asked. Carson cracked a smile.
“Seems as if you know a little about what companies like ours do,” Carson replied, smiling. I smiled back at him, somewhat signaling to him I wasn’t a complete dunce. That seemed to impress him.
“So you guys going to invest in our company here in Uni?” I asked, playing dumb. Carson started to say something, but Conrad cut him off.
“No, we’ve kind of got a partnership thing going with this Stoney Enterprises outfit, and we’re here to see what all we can do together in this partnership venture,” Conrad replied. Already he was lying to me. Carson wasn’t too pleased with Conrad’s answer, but I figured Conrad didn’t have to tell the kid driver anything about their business.
“Josh, what are these guys like personality and business wise that we’re meeting with today? That would be a Nate and a Blake,” Conrad asked. I smiled.
“Nate? He’s a great guy, actually. Nicest man you’d ever want to work for personally. Businesswise, he’s tough as nails. You sure as hell don’t want to lie to him or mislead him, as he’d just as soon cut your balls off if he caught you doing that. If you’re straight with him, he’ll love you to death. Blake is kind of his assistant in many ways, still in school, but an up and comer, you might say. Both of them are great guys. You’ll enjoy them for sure,” I replied. I had to look in the rearview mirror to see Conrad’s expression when I mentioned how Nate would ‘cut your balls off’ if you lied to him. I saw Conrad cringe when I told them that. Carson seemed fine with that answer.
“Do you know how this company ended up in this small town. I understand Stoney Enterprises has substantial assets, and It’s unusual for a company of their financial strength to be located in a small town like this,” Conrad asked. I chuckled, catching them off guard.
“Well, it seems some of our guys here in Uni bought an old beat up pub in the City where Mr. Stoney had a large cattle feeding ranch there. He loved going to this old bar, that our guys seemed to develop into a money making machine. That bar or pub, became so profitable, our guys here built another one here, and it took off like crazy. Mr. Stoney was so impressed that he wanted to combine forces, adding his fortune to the assets our group of guys here created. What our guys here didn’t know was that Mr. Stoney was dying with cancer at the time, and was really looking for someone to take over the entire business and keep it growing, even adding shareholders that would work in the organization and continue to help it grow. His philosophy was to grow the business along with the people. He told our management team here, some of which you are going to meet today, that they should continue to develop and grow the people along with the business, letting them share in the growth and profits of the company. I guess it’s like a profit sharing plan with equity,” I explained. Carson seemed impressed.
“Why would he give all his wealth to a bunch of guys with a couple of bars to continue to build the business?” Conrad asked. “He could have put it all in trusts for professional individuals to manage and operate, creating even greater wealth than what a group of guys with two bars can achieve,” Conrad remarked. I rolled my eyes, which was noticed by Carson.
“Well, those guys with a couple of bars grew the bar count to five very profitable bars at the moment, an aviation company which is growing like crazy with four of the finest Citation jets, a couple of King Airs and a 310 for fun. Not to mention we’re building a new headquarter office building that is entirely leased out before it’s even built with the tenants paying for all the office space we’re using, therefor the building doesn’t cost us anything. We also own a resort in Key West that makes a shit ton of money, and we’re building a private dormitory here on the Uni campus that will be open in the fall which will be an outstanding facility when it’s complete, and we just increased the size of the cattle ranch in the City, landing a lucrative contract with a major fast food chain to provide beef to them. It’s extremely profitable also. Then there are some smaller real estate investments also. And, we have a shit ton of capital to work with we haven’t even touched. You see, I happen to be one of the shareholders also. I hope to work full time for the company once I’m out of college and get my degree,” I replied.
“I’d say you are a very interested shareholder,” Carson chimed in, somewhat complimenting me on my recitation of our business portfolio.
“Oh, and I forgot one other asset they just told us about. I think we own a venture capital company kind of like what you guys have,” I added, making Conrad very uncomfortable, but Carson smile. I had the two figured out. We had the good guy/bad guy duo here. Carson was the sensible good guy, and Conrad was the dominating bad guy. I needed to get to know Carson better. At some point in time, he might be our new CEO of Invescor with us waving bye bye to Conrad. I cracked a little smile with that thought.
I happened to drive by the office building construction site, on the way to the downtown office building where we currently rented a small space. I pointed out the new office building to the guys. We did have the skeleton structure up, but not much else. At least they could see it was decent size. I pointed out the CNB at the end of the parking lot, which was still busy with lunch business. Then I pulled into a parking space beside the entrance to the office building downtown where our current offices were located. I took them up the elevator and then to Jordan and Nate’s offices, handing them off, and introducing them to Nate and Blake, who were both wearing suits. Damn, if Blake didn’t look hot in a suit and tie. Almost made my dick hard. Nate did also, but I was used to seeing him in dress slacks and a dress shirt with a dress coat at times. Still his tie captured the color of his eyes getting me excited all the more. I was thinking we needed to ditch Carson and Conrad, then have ourselves a hot fuckfest in the conference room, putting a couple more stains on the wall besides the one Jordan and I put up there. But that was for another time.
“Gentlemen, it’s been a pleasure being your driver today. Pardon me, but I have a real estate class I have to run to. I’m sure you’ll enjoy Nate and Blake here, and they can take if from here,” I told them. Conrad said thanks, then headed into the conference room. Carson stuck out his hand to shake mine.
“Thanks for picking us up, Josh, and for explaining the origins of the company. I can see in you what this Mr. Stoney was trying to create putting this company together. Guys like you are going to help develop this company into something phenomenal, I can tell. You are a refreshing breath of fresh air to the business community. I think you’re going to do extremely well in this company, just from talking to you. Good luck to you, and I hope to meet you again,” Conrad said, shaking my hand. I thanked him and told him I liked the idea of getting to know him better as maybe he could give me some pointers someday on how to be an effective executive. Carson smiled, telling me he could see I was already on my way. I chuckled then took off, high tailing it over to our real estate class, getting there about five minutes late. Duncan smiled when I snuck in the back and took a seat in the back of our 20 student class.
“Come on up front, Josh. I’m sure you had a good reason for being late, like you just bought half of the town or something. Where’s your other half?” Duncan asked, referring to Blake. I smiled, and told Duncan he stayed to pay for it, getting a laugh from the class. Afterwards, I told Duncan what was going on, and as soon as we figured out what real estate assets we had in Invescor, we’d love for him to evaluate them with us. I swear he got a boner thinking about what all we might have.
All during swim practice I was wondering what all was being said and if Nate got the best of Conrad. He wasn’t a bad guy, I didn’t think, but less appreciative of people than Carson. I liked Carson right off the bat. Conrad, I could take or leave, but Carson was someone I’d like to get to know better. I couldn’t wait to find out what all Nate and Blake accomplished. We all hurried back to the CNB from swim practice, awaiting our afterwork crowd, but this evening, Blake, Nate and Jordan, then possibly Buzz with them. I swear I drank a beer quickly, anxious to hear what all was accomplished.
Finally, Nate, Blake, and Buzz showed up. “Jordan took Conrad and Carson back to the airport in the Benz. I think they liked that a little better than the Town Car,” Nate informed me. I laughed. “He said he’d see us tomorrow. He had enough fun for one day.”
“Hey, I’ll have you know that Conrad said the Town Car was ‘vintage’, right before I told him to watch out for the possible skid marks on the back leather seats,” I replied, cracking up Nate and Blake. “Hey, Blake, you look so hot in that suit, I might just have to rip it off you and fuck you right here for all the customers to see,” I teased. Blake blushed, and smiled.
“What about me? Do I look hot in my suit?” Nate asked, searching for a compliment.
“Oh, Nate, that tie is perfect. I was going to fuck you first, then fuck Blake. Trust me, both of you made my cock hard,” I chided. Nate and Blake laughed. We grabbed beers, as Jake joined us, heading into the office, sitting at the conference table. “Okay, guys, spill. Tell me everything, down to how many hairs they had on their asses right after you fucked them,” I teased.
“Easy, big guy. It was a good meeting overall,” Nate said smiling, Blake agreeing. “Conrad started off a little high and mighty, wanting to know why we even needed a meeting, since they were basically operating autonomously. I told him, had we not had a problem with the purchase of the Paradise Bar in Ft. Lauderdale, we might not have discovered them for some time, but we would have eventually. He wanted to know why we wanted any involvement with them at all. I explained to him, since we had as much money invested in them as we did, and owned all the outstanding shares of stock, we damn sure wanted some involvement other than just cashing our dividend checks. He wasn’t crazy about the conversation, but figured he needed to cooperate, since we owned the entire shares of his company. He wasn’t crazy about us folding in his company as a wholly owned subsidiary of ours. I told him he had no choice in the matter, it was just business, and he should know better than anyone, it was the smart thing to do for tax reasons also, making it easier on everyone concerned. We spent some time discussing their book of business and their holdings. I was impressed how diversified they were. Conrad said Carson was responsible for most of the diversification, making sure they weren’t too heavily concentrated in any one industry, as some industries occasionally took a dump. I was impressed with all the different industries they were involved. Conrad said, although their approach was much safer, spread out in many different industries, it was harder to manage their portfolio, as they had limited management expertise in all the various industries they controlled business in, and had to depend on their managing participating partners for their expertise in running the businesses. That I could understand,” Nate explained.
“So what kind of role does Carson play in Invescor?” I asked curiously.
“Carson maintains communication with the various partners in the entities they finance. Conrad mentioned that Carson was more ‘diplomatic’ than he was in dealing with their various participating partners. I told him I understood that, because of the run around we got from them when I was trying to run down their company, when we were interested in buying the Paradise. Conrad admitted that situation could have been handled much better than it was, and took the blame for that. Initially, he thought we were trying to low ball them, and he was trying to blow us off. He said none of their team realized at the time, we owned them lock, stock and barrel. He said we would never have a problem like that in the future. I told him I knew we wouldn’t, my statement ruffling his feathers some,” Nate explained.
“How did he take the two new board positions you told him about?” I asked. Nate smiled.
“He about shit himself. You could tell, he was pissed, but he controlled himself, saying he really didn’t see a reason to have to change out two board members as we should just let them continue to operate autonomously, and they report earnings quarterly. I chuckled, then reminded him the way it works in the real world. The man that does the payin, does the sayin. That was like a kick in the balls to him, although he caught himself. I could see a little smile out of Carson, when he realized I had his boss’ balls in my hands, and was squeezing them a little. Wouldn’t you say, Blake?” Nate asked.
“Oh yeh. He got a little miffed, but bit his tongue. You could tell he wasn’t used to having to answer to anyone. He considered himself the top of the totem pole, only to get to the top and find you standing on top, Nate. He was not a happy camper, by any means,” Blake replied. Jake and I got a kick out of that.
“So, when is he making the change, adding you as the chairman and Greer as a board member?” I asked, curiously.
“Next month is their b-monthly board meeting, so he said he’d get with his legal counsel and put the necessary verbiage together to bring that up at the next board meeting. He said his current chairman was a financier in Chicago, but was retired, and maybe it was time for him to retire from their board also. And, he said he did have a vacancy also they were planning on filling with someone else. I told him they would be filling that position with Greer. I gave him Greer’s and my bios to include with the motions to make at their meeting, of which Greer and I would attend. As far as their board meeting are concerned, they meet on the odd months on the second Tuesday of those months. They usually fly in the night before, have a nice dinner at a nice restaurant, then meet in their nice board room at their offices, not far from O’hare airport. They cater breakfast to the board members and lunch, then adjourn around 2:00 or 2:30 in the afternoon. I told them Greer and I would like to fly in early the day before and meet with them on our own first, before the rest of the board members,” Nate explained. Blake looked ancy for Nate to tell me something else, he seemed excited about. Nate looked at him and smiled, making me curious.
“Josh, them being a wholly owned subsidiary of Stoney Enterprises, we don’t need a separate board for this company. Technically, our board is their board, because we own them entirely. It’s not like they have a thousand shareholders, like a publicly traded company. It’s just us and we have the entire governance responsibility, so therefore their board is irrelevant in governance, as a board is responsible to their shareholders which is us. I plan on, with your approval, or our board’s approval, on dissolving their board, after we see what value if any they contribute to the overall effectiveness of the company. We might want to use them, possibly, but that’s to be determined after our assessment as an advisory board without any governance responsibilities,” Nate explained.
“That makes Conrad directly responsible to our board, Josh,” Blake said excitedly. I had to chuckle.
“Blake did you by chance get a boner through any of this meeting you had today?” I teased. He smiled, chuckling.
“Maybe a couple of times, but it was fascinating as hell. Nate had them by the balls the entire time. The funny thing is that Carson seemed to be in agreement with Nate, only he couldn’t show it. Nate and Conrad did all the talking, but Carson and I did a lot of eye contact. I think Carson will be easy to work with. Conrad is going to try to buck us when he can, although his balls are on the chopping block at the moment,” Blake replied, making Nate smile.
“Hey, Blake was invaluable today at the meeting. He did a great job of watching and assessing. We took a couple of bathroom breaks and huddled up. He caught some things I didn’t catch when I was doing the talking. That came in handy,” Nate commented, making Blake smile.
“I’m proud of you, buddy, Mr. Corporate,” I teased, making him chuckle. He said he was just trying to help, but was fascinated by the whole process and Nate’s skill, maneuvering them around where he wanted them to go. Nate said that skill came from his trial lawyer experience. He said he was glad he had that experience.
“So, you think Conrad is going to play ball and be transparent, or is he going to try to keep us in the dark and keep control?” I asked. Nate sighed.
“Not sure yet. I guess that’s to be determined. We’ll get a better feel for his participation after our first board meeting. I assured him we had no intention of micro-managing the company, but we wanted to be kept in the loop. We wanted all our partners we invested in to be treated fairly and equitably. I asked him if there were any skeletons in the closet we needed to know about. He assured us there weren’t, but that remains to be seen. Blake said he saw Carson get a little nervous when Conrad said there weren’t any skeletons. That bothers me some, but we’ll see. I did tell him we wanted to see financials monthly, as Ken will have to have them to put together a consolidated financial statement monthly. Carson said that wouldn’t be a problem. I told him for the time being, until we were up to speed and staffed correctly, their back- office functions would remain with them. At some point in time. after we consolidate all the companies, we might move those functions here to headquarters. He said that actually made sense and could reduce overhead for them. I had to agree, figuring labor here in Uni for those functions would be a hell of a lot cheaper than Chicago. Oh, but get this, he did beg me not to move their offices to Uni. He said his management staff would never come. I told him we had a lovely town here, and the cost of living was a heck of a lot cheaper than the greater Chicago area. Conrad said we were really out in the sticks, and the Chicago airport was much better located in the center of the country to bring clients in for meetings. He was probably right about that,” Nate explained.
“I can’t believe he wasn’t impressed with the small tour I gave him of our town,” I commented, with a big smile. Nate and Blake chuckled.
“Josh, Conrad said you, our driver, were a likeable guy, but we should get you something better to wear when you picked up business people from the airport. Oh, and he said the Lincoln should probably not be used for guys fornicating in the back of it, if we were going to transport business associates to and from the airport. I’m sure he liked Jordan’s Benz much better than the Lincoln,” Blake chided. I had to laugh. “Carson, on the other hand, said he was impressed with you, and thought you were going to make a good businessman sometime in the future. If they only knew they had Stoney Enterprises’ CEO dicking with them. That’s so crazy,” Blake added. I had to laugh, but was glad Carson recognized my potential talent, at least.
“We’ll go over their compensation structures and business partnerships when we have more time. I just wanted to give you a thumbnail sketch of what all took place today. Ken and Jonas got to meet the guys also, so they’ve met most of the corporate staff except for you and Jake, Josh. Conrad wanted to know who our CEO was and what you were like, Josh. I didn’t have the balls to tell him he already met you. We just told him you were a great guy and looked forward to meeting the two of them sometime. I think the relationship between the two companies will be much better now that we’ve had a chance to meet each other and put faces to names. So, the second Monday of next month, Greer and I’ll be in Chicago to check out their offices and meet the rest of their staff. Once they finally meet you, it might be good for you to meet them also,” Nate suggested. I told him I’d leave that up to him.
Nate said he was going to run, as Hunter had an hour off at the hospital, so he was going to meet him there to grab a bite to eat. I asked him if it was true, that some of the doctors that pulled long shifts had sex in closets in the hospital. Nate chuckled, saying he’d heard that also, and he and Hunter were going to try to get away with it sometime. I wished him luck, and told him, I wanted to hear about it if it happened. He told me I’d be the first one he told. Nate gave Jake, Blake and I a hug before heading out. We debriefed Blake a little more after Nate left.
“So, it was a big afternoon for you, Blake. What’d you think of all of this?” I had to ask. He smiled.
“Josh, it was so exciting for me. I couldn’t get enough of it. I know Nate and Jordan are used to having meetings like this all the time, but for us guys, still in school, this is real stuff we handled here, and we’re in the thick of it. Gees, I’m so happy to be here and involved with you guys. I know I keep saying that, but it’s true. What an opportunity I’d never have if I stayed in Columbus,” he replied excitedly. “Do you think I might be able to go with you guys when you go to Chicago to meet the rest of their staff? I mean I’d like to keep up with this relationship if at all possible, now that you got me involved. Oh, and I loved working with Nate. He was so helpful in teaching me today, but acting as if I was an equal in the meetings. He’s such a great guy, Josh,” Blake commented. I smiled.
“Hey, I’m happy to keep you involved with Invescor, and there’ll be many others as we move along. And, it would be good for you to meet the rest of their staff when we decide to go up there and meet them. The more you now about them and their team, the better we’re prepared to work with them, Blake. I think it’s a great idea. Jake and I like the way you think and operate. You’re a go getter. You can’t wait to dig in and don’t mind getting your hands dirty to learn as much as you can about everything, and then contribute where you think you can be most effective. That’s the way we are. Plus, and this is important, you show a passion for what we do, and an appreciation of our accomplishments. You are going to be a principle player in our organization, Blake. I couldn’t be happier you joined our team. And then there’s that hot ass you have and the nice cock also, that sure makes the relationship even stronger,” I told Blake. He hugged me tightly, telling me how happy he was and how much he loved me, then told Jake the same.
“I can’t believe my life today compared to just a few weeks ago. It’s totally different, but fantastically wonderful all at the same time. It’s crazy but it’s great. I love it,” Blake said, excitedly.
I asked him how Tim was last night. He said he thought we had the old Tim back, and that he must be over whatever was bothering him about moving out of the frat. Blake said Tim was very passionate last night. He said he was greatly relieved to see Tim happy again. I told him we were also. Blake said Tim still liked to bottom for the most part, and he kind of missed being a bottom at times. I remined him anytime he needed to feel a dick inside him, we were across the hall and down a door. Blake smiled and hugged me. I told him, just because Tim was here permanently now, didn’t mean we all couldn’t share one another. That made Blake even more excited and happy.
Tim was waiting for us to hear what happened at the meeting, when we emerged from the office. Blake said to fill Tim in on the meeting, while he went upstairs to the apartment to change out of his suit. I told Blake he needed to change in a hurry, because, as hot as he looked in that suit, I just might have to fuck him if he didn’t change quickly. He laughed, telling me I was crazy. Tim said Blake did look totally hot in a suit. Blake waved us off, as if we were crazy, then headed upstairs. Tim grabbed Jake and me, and pulled us into the office. I knew he just came back from Lacrosse practice and his first encounter with Harvey since he moved out. I asked him what happened.
“Oh, he was pissed. He was royally pissed I left. He said he thought we had a great friendship, and were even starting to experiment with benefits, then I had the audacity to walk out of him, permanently move out, without even telling him about it. He said that was fucked up, big time. I told him I needed a total change, and after what happened the night before, I just needed to leave. He accused me of being a prick tease, of all things. I told him he was heartless. I told him we could still be friends, but I was done being his roommate, and certainly never wanted him to ever touch me again like he did. He accused me of promoting the idea to begin with. I reminded him, he was the one that laid on top of me, so who was teasing who. Then he said if I didn’t want him to fuck me, why did I tell him to do it. I honestly didn’t have an answer for that question. I did tell him, I guessed I wanted to see what it felt like, and if there was some kind of connection between the two of us that I might have missed. Harvey told me I was crazy to think sex between us could be anything more than just sex, as dudes didn’t get emotional getting off with each other, it was just like a circle jerk when we were kids. We all just have fun doing it and showing each other what each of us could do. I didn’t argue with him, but just told him he was right, but it made me feel so guilty, I needed a change. I told him you had room, and since I spent most of my time over here anyway and was part of the business now, it made since to live here. I was sure he wouldn’t understand, so I moved out while he was here doing his two shows, shaking his cock and balls at the ladies. He still said it was wrong not to at least discuss it with him before I just snuck off. He said he was worried sick about me, because he couldn’t find me. I told him I didn’t believe him, as he was out all night with a chick, banging her out. He said, well after that was over, when he realized I was gone gone, he got worried. He said, if I hadn’t shown up for Lacrosse, he was going to file a missing persons’ report with the police. I actually laughed at that. He said he would have at least called you guys. I told him he was impossible. Then he wanted to know if there was dick over here with you guys that I liked better than his. I told him that question wasn’t worth answering. Then he accused you guys of turning me gay and making me a slave to your dicks. I told him he was batshit crazy then, and I wasn’t interested in talking to him, if he was going to be shitty. Then he settled down some, and pleaded with me to come back, as he said it was lonely without me, and he considered us to be best buds. He wanted to know, other than our misfire for boy ass sex, wasn’t I happy there being his roommate. I told him it was okay, but he was a hard guy to live with. I had much more considerate friends here, and I loved being involved in the business. It was just time for me to do what made me the happiest, that’s all. I told him I’d see him at Lacrosse practice and on Wednesday and Saturday nights, and at frat functions. We could still be friends, but I was going to do what I enjoyed doing, and that was working and living here. Then he wanted to know if I had a roommate here. I told him Blake was my new roommate, the new guy that transferred from Ohio State. He said that was good, because at least Blake was straight. Good grief, Josh, if he only knew, but it’s none of his fucking business,” Tim explained.
“Good grief. He just doesn’t have a clue what real relationships are made of. I don’t think any of us will ever understand the guy,” I commented, with Jake agreeing.
“Wes and Leo told me later, they thought he really did miss me, as he didn’t have anyone to torment or act obnoxious around. Harvey was the type that needed an audience to be arrogant around, making him feel like a big person. They both told me I was much better off, and would be much happier living here at the apartment,” Tim added. Jake and I knew they were right about that.
Blake showed up in a sweatshirt and jeans, still looking hotter than hell. I told him I just might not be able to keep myself from fucking him anyway. Blake told me any time. He was all for it. We all laughed.
We decided to grab a bite to eat, then see what kind of business we had tonight. If we weren’t too busy, I had some studying to do, and so did the rest of the guys. Dustin joined us, as did Dylan finally when he got back from work.
I asked Dylan how his day went. “Josh, you should have seen this new UPS delivery driver today. He stopped by the Job trailer, and dropped off some parts that were ordered for the elevator shaft equipment. I happened to be in there at the time, and had to sign for the parts. Damn, was he ever hot. I wanted to bend him over the desk and fuck him right then and there. I don’t know, but I swear there was a little connection between us. Normally those guys drop off their stuff, get a signature and then run like hell to the next delivery. He actually talked to me for a couple of minutes at least, which is like an hour for those guys, as fast as they move,” Dylan explained. Jake and I looked at each other and smiled.
“Did you ask to come over for a beer sometime?” I asked Dylan. He got a little embarrassed.
“He told me he just took over this route, and that he’d be seeing me more often. I told him I looked forward to it. Then he patted me on my shoulder, and said he’d see me soon. Can’t wait for summer, so I can see him in his little brown shorts, and maybe get a better look at his bulge. Kind of hard to notice someone’s physique in the dead of winter with all the heavy clothes on,” Dylan chided.
“Wo now. Sounds like there’s some interest there. Next time you see him, invite him over and show him your bar, treat him to some beers, maybe even show him the shower, up close and personal,” I teased. Dylan smiled.
“We’ll see. I have to get to know him better before I give him free beer and wash him down in the shower,” Dylan replied, making us laugh. “I guess I could fuck him in the trailer, if I knew Chad and Todd weren’t going to be there for a few minutes. I’m sure I’d get to know him rather quickly that way.” We shook our heads.
Caleb and Chase stopped in, before heading to the house to have a beer, and see if we needed any help this evening. I told them we were good on help, but they were welcome to hang around if they wanted. They sat down with us. “Oh, I meant to ask you guys if you want Jake to pick you guys up at the house and take us over to the bus at the Arena at 12:30 tomorrow, to catch the bus to the basketball game,” I asked the guys.
“Sure, that’d beat us freezing our chippies off walking to the Arena, as I’m not sure Allen would be there to take us. That works,” Chase said. I asked them how basketball practice was today. “Tuck says he’s still concerned, even with our new found talent. Caleb and I told him we were just getting started, and we’d have more to show him tomorrow night. He said he hoped we did, as this could be a rough one. Oh, and he complimented us both, telling us how proud he was of the two of us for persevering and really showing up to play. He said he owed a lot to you also, Josh,” Chase informed me.
“Damn right he does. That’ll teach him not to doubt me ever again, I hope. At least until the next time,” I chided. Both Caleb and Chase said they hoped that was all behind us. I breathed a sigh of relief.
“Did you guys get assigned a hotel room together for tomorrow night?” I asked. They both smiled.
“Not sure, but the twins are always assigned together, so we thought we’d probably have to spend the night with them, seeing as how we owe them something. You’re welcome to bunk with the four of us, if you want to,” Chase offered. I smiled.
“Forest and I have been assigned a room together. Not sure what that’s going to be like. I wonder if he likes to get fucked, because I don’t know if I can keep myself from his tight sweet ass,” I chided. Everyone laughed at that.
“Well, if he puts a lock on that hole, come on down to the twins, as I know there’s plenty of ass to fuck where we are,” Chase offered.
“My ass for sure,” Caleb offered, getting me half excited.
“I’m sure we’ll have a good time without sex, so you guys can tear up the sheets without me. Let’s just concentrate on winning the game first,” I suggested. Both of them agreed that was the plan. They said they stayed over a bit this afternoon to work on more plays with the twins. The twins were as excited about all the new stuff as Chase and Caleb were. I was happy to hear that.
We were about ready to head upstairs and get comfortable, when Dale walked in, all of a sudden. You’d have thought he won the lottery or something, as excited as he seemed to be. He leaped into my arms and hugged me tightly. “I did it, Josh. I really did it!” he yelled excitedly. I was at a loss for words, and clueless as to what happened, but I enjoyed the wonderful hug he was giving me, our cheeks pressed tightly together.
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