Oil Man

OIL MAN

Chapter 10

“A New Beginning”

Matthew:

Today will go down in history as the ‘channel 12 blood bath’ and I am here to witness it and to get a new contract to resume my prime-time news anchor role after my previous contract expired last night at 7:00 PM.  It’s strange to be looking for a parking space in the TV station’s public parking lot. It’s crowded but I eventually find a space for my old bucket of bolts.

I stop at the security booth and the two security officers are surprised that I am no longer work here, so they call inside to get someone to escort me in.  George McCaffrey the Navarro Broadcasting corporate CEO comes to meet me.  He is really laying it on thick for his former news anchor.

“Matthew, thank you for joining us today.  I hate employee sessions like this one because I have to make decisions that will affect the lives of several people.  But this operation cannot continue running itself.”

We go directly to the conference room where a few familiar faces have already gathered.  There’s the news director, the personnel director and his office manager.  A young lady I have seen around, but don’t know, is also in attendance.

The CEO introduces me to his executive assistant Sean Hebert and says if I need anything just ask Sean.

The big boss man calls the meeting to order and does a little preliminary introduction. 

“Meetings of this nature are my least favorite part of my job as the company CEO, but this station cannot continue running like it has been running.  This TV station like all commercial establishments is profit driven.  A situation developed without anyone responsible noticing it; a situation that has the potential to deprive shareholders of their past profits.  Somehow, our most valuable member of this station’s staff was allowed to become a former employee.  Matthew Walker’s viewing audience for our 6:00 PM newscast is the highest in the Dallas-Fort Worth TV market.  He has so many viewers every night that it boosts our overall daily average to allow us to charge premium prices for all advertising all day long. His contract did not get renewed and last night he said goodbye to his loyal viewers and walked out the door.  We pay a premium price for nightly audience measurement so we know his audience is a solid number one, five nights a week.  When Matt is not on the air the newscast has fewer viewers.  That’s why I consider him the most valuable member of the station’s staff.  Now where is Sarah Jane Boyd from personnel?”

A young lady raises her hand slowly.

Mr. McCaffrey fired her on the spot and told her she would not get a positive letter of recommendation from the station. He gave her one hour to clean out her desk and be prepared to be escorted out of the building.

He next turned to Miss Boyd’s immediate supervisor, the Personnel Department Office Manager.  He fired her for neglecting to make sure Matthew’s new contract was delivered.

Seems that at this meeting, shit is defying the laws of Nature and is rolling uphill.  The Director of Personnel was fired for unacceptable management.

He looked toward the news director, my boss, and paused as he stared at the nervous man.

“Jack Baker, I did some snooping around the newsroom last night and received a shocking picture of how you do your job.  No one I spoke with remembers you even once walking through the newsroom to make contact with the staff.”

The CEO fired my boss and told the others that he had terminated, that they all had until 5:00 PM to gather their personnel belongings and to be escorted out of the building. I will freely admit that I am shocked by his swift house cleaning.  He thanked everyone for being at the meeting and dismissed them.

“Matthew, let’s take a 10-minute break before we discuss your future, OK?”

“Sure,” I said with a smile.  George looks as though he has not slept in a couple of days. I feel sorry for him in a way, but then he gets the big bucks for being the CEO and hatchet man.

I visit the men’s room and then grab a cup of coffee.

The CEO and his assistant Sean join me in the empty conference room.  I don’t know which one of us is more nervous.  I have never negotiated a job contract. Four years ago, Navarro Broadcasting offered me the anchoring job and the salary is still more money than I ever thought about making.

“Now, Mr. Walker, let’s cut the shit and get down to business.  I would like to see you tonight on the news. It’s important that we don’t show the audience that you are really gone. You can explain, in your own words, the contract snafu and that the situation has been righted.  You OK with that?”

“Yes, I’m OK with that, assuming, of course, that we can agree to some changes.”

“Matthew, tell me what you want.  I’m shocked that the only perk you have is that fucking reserved parking space.  You deserve more.”

Without missing a beat, I said, “I want a house, paid for by the company.”

George smiles as he looks toward Sean and reaches out his hand to receive an envelope.

“I was going to offer just that.”  He hands me the brown envelope and says, “Talk to these two real estate agencies we have put together for you to deal with.”

“OK,” I say with surprise in my voice.

“Surely that’s not all you want.”

“George, I want an immediate ten per cent pay raise for everyone who works in the newsroom, as well as for the other non-news people who work in the control room and get the news program on the air. Personnel can work out a deal where the same people work the news program each night so the number of people getting the raise can be controlled.”

“Matthew, that’s a lot of money.”

“The newsroom people are under tremendous pressure five-days-a-week for at least seven hours a day and deserve more for their work.  Every one of them gives so much. At the end of their workday, they never leave until everything is completed and they never claim payment for the overtime hours they have always contributed without pay and without complaining. We need to keep them happy, too.”

“I will figure a way to make that happen.”

“I want an extra week of vacation each year to make up for the seven days of my vacation time I had to donate to properly do the award-winning oil rig documentary.  The company gave me three days and I had to donate seven.  The rig managers suggested I would need at least ten days so that’s what I planned for.

“Are you joking?”

“No, that actually happened.”

“Done, Matthew, what else?”

I smile and say, “I want a new Mercedes every few years. I went to Dallas Mercedes a few months ago to buy a car and was told by the chief customer rep that he had been trying to give me a car for about a year but someone at the station told him it was not possible. Mercedes only wants a 10-second mention in the news program’s closing credits, totally removed from any endorsement or implied endorsement by me.  No trade-out of ads for the equal dollar amount of the car.”

“Matthew, I cannot believe all the shit that has been going on at this place in the past, but we will fix all of this.  I promise you, in the future you will be treated like the star that you are.”

“George, I don’t want to be treated like a star.  I just want to do my job and enjoy it like I have for the past four years.”

The CEO smiles and says, “That brings us to the final point in our negotiations.  I will offer something to you and you can accept it or reject it”

“Let’s hear it.”

“Matthew, it is not unheard of in the industry for the TV prime-time news anchor to also be the news director.  You can work out how you will get involved in the preparation as you have done in the past and also handle the management duties.  I hear that you have been running the newsroom anyway, with no help from the former news director.”

“I’ll accept that offer but with the stipulation that I can resign the news director position within the first six months.  If it works past that period of time, it will become permanent. It would be like a probationary period for me and you to examine how well I juggle both jobs”

“Accepted. That pay hike for newsroom personnel alters my original plan to give just you a big raise.  However, if you are doing both jobs, I can justify giving you more money and taking care of your folks, too.”

“This has been easier than I thought it would be.”

“Matthew, you are the one who generates the money for this place.  We have to keep you with us.  And, one day we will want to get you involved in higher-level management.  You might replace me at some point in the future.  Who knows? We also will immediately upgrade a lot of technical stuff to give us an even greater edge over our local competition. Talk to the engineering chief about our plans.  You won’t believe some of the technical marvels he has in mind.”

“Sounds exciting.  I’m happy to be on-board”

“Matthew, Sean is already working on a final contract for you to sign in a couple of hours.  Go home for a while, let the newsroom function like it would without you. I’ll fill Molly in.  You can let your partner know how it’s going, then come back in a couple of hours, sign up for another four and get back to the best news product in Dallas-Fort Worth!  Also, we should celebrate a little tonight.  You and your guy set up something and let me know where to be and when.”

“I’ll be back here in a couple of hours and will go on the air at 6:00 like always. and later tonight we’ll celebrate the good fortune for all of us.”

I rush home to fill Bradley in on the changes at work. I burst through the door at the condo and yell, “Honey, I’m home.”

Bradley smiles and rushes to me with a tight hug and says, “Tell me what the fuck went on at the meeting.”

I fill him in and then suggest he set up some sort of entertainment for us tonight to let the CEO relax a little after a stressful day; an out-on-the-town thing.

Bradley and I sit and discuss my job changes and then he relates a major change coming for his own job situation.

“Matthew, I will catch a shuttle out to the rig in the morning.  I have had enough of the long shuttles back and forth each day and those nights when I can’t come home to be with you are getting more unbearable.  So, I will do what you and I talked about before:  I will terminate my contract and I can do that tomorrow as allowed for in my contract.  It’s time for someone else to be married to the rig for a while.”

“Bradley, are you sure about this.  No job and no income?”

“I didn’t spend much of the money I have earned because I was on that oil rig for several years without leaving it.  Everything out there is free so I had nowhere to spend all that money they were paying me.  I’ll be OK for at least two years before I have to worry about work and I have several options for the future.  But tomorrow I will return from the rig for one last time.”

“Bradley, I have always trusted your judgement and I trust you in this decision, as well.”

“You said, you have a couple of hours before you have to return to work?”

“Yep.”

Bradley grabbed my hand, pulled me off the couch and headed for the bedroom.  I can use a little stress reduction right now. Just thinking about having sex gives both of us an erection and that’s what has happened now.

Bradley:

“OK, I saw this on a porn clip the other day and I thought we’d enjoy something different.  We have to sit up close, facing each other, knees bent, feet flat on the bed.  Pull your foreskin back and hold your dick in place.  I will stretch my long foreskin over your cockhead and masturbate you.  BUT, do not come.  Tell me when you are just about to come and I will stop the stimulation to ruin your orgasm.  You’ll come a little or a lot but it will feel different than an actual orgasm.  This will keep you horny as fuck for more sex and then I will fuck your brains out and breed you. You game for that?”

“I don’t know about ruining my orgasm but I trust you to do this.”

“You’ll have a nice feeling throughout your cock and balls but different from an orgasm with continued stimulation. Try it and see how it feels.  It is a little kinky, though.”

I hook us up and massage Matthew’s cockhead by rubbing my foreskin back and forth over it.  It feels different and hot.  I try to get my tongue down his throat and I suck chew on his nipples.  The feeling of coming happens quickly and Matthew shouts a warning.  I stop moving my hand and that different feeling rips through Matthew’s crotch and everything attached to it: his eyes roll back in his head.  I finally pull back my foreskin and a little bit of Matthew’s jizz drops out.  But he remains as hard and horny as before.

I slowly lower Matthew onto his back while I hover over him on all fours.  I kiss him, lick his chest and abs and lube my fingers and start opening his fuck chute for what is about to stretch and fill that warm and moist velvet-like, glove-tight hole.

My thick, eight inches presses at the entrance to pleasure.

“Bradley. shove it all the way in, balls deep, I want to feel you slide that big dick inside me, stretching me, burning my hole with lust.  Give it to me, please.  Fuck me.”

I push and stop when my crotch is pressed against Matthew’s muscular ass.  I pull back all the way and bury my thick tool all the way in.  I know he wants it rough and I like giving it like that, too.  I grab his wrists and hold them down tightly against the mattress.  I want to take away any control he might think he has.  He whimpers as he realizes I have taken away his ability to move.  The only movement is me banging the fuck out of his cunt.

“You are mine, Matthew.  I own you and you own me. You exist only for me.  You are mine forever.”

“Yes, baby, I am yours. Take me, own me, breed me, give me all your power as the man I love.  When you take complete control, it drives me crazy.  Make me come all over us without me touching myself.”

I am lost in this world of sex and lust as we play off each other in body and mind.  Matthew submits to me just as I like it.  He is my sub to dominate the way we both want it.  I can hardly wait until tonight when we go out to celebrate when I can give him the opposite of domination, offering some tender moments and a surprise that will either make or break us.

As we cuddle after sex, I need to tell him something I have never mentioned before. “Matthew, you know I love you in so many ways but I want to mention just one right now.  I love you for the way that you submit to me, turning over all control to me, letting me have my way with you as I like to.  I need to be controlling and dominant and you give me that permission and I love you for that.  I love how my dominance turns you on and how you give your feelings back to me. It’s so hot for me.  I always wanted it secretly with the few women I dated but they would not give up any of the control they held when I tried moving in a dominant position.  You and I click so perfectly in this way.  I love you, Matthew.

“Bradley, I love you more than life itself.  I give myself to you and only you. You are the perfect man for me.”

After a short while, Matthew leans over, kisses me and says he has to get underway for the contract signing and to get ready for the news.

To be continued.....