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Big Boys and Their Toys - Part Four


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Today was not going to be a good day.  Jason was getting a new boss.  Well, to be precise, the company Jason worked for now had a new owner.  Little was known about Mr. White, except that he had enough money to surprisingly up and buy one of the greatest marketing firms in Santa Monica, California.  Jason was a little miffed because he was a senior vice-president and he had not been included in much of the process.  Of course, he has been traveling around Southeast Asia for three weeks looking for a wishing stone and this takeover had been quick – so quick no one saw it coming. Now, here he was sitting in a boardroom with about eight other people ready to meet his new boss.  The doors opened and a frail man of mid to late seventies entered the room.  Jason’s hopes disintegrated.  The new owner did not look like a happy man.  His face seemed to have a permanent scowl and the way two assistants hovered around him made it clear he liked being babied.  This new owner was going to be horrible.  Jason just knew it.  He turned to his co-worker, Dave.

 

“That’s our new boss? I think I need to dust off my resume.”

 

“No, man, that’s the guy’s old man.  He’s the one that has most of the money, but he won’t be here.  It’s his son that’s the new man in charge.  His name’s Sebastian . . . “

 

Jason heard nothing more of what Dave was saying, for through the door walked what could only be described as daddy sex in a suit.  Sebastian White was probably around fifty-five and had the most inviting, cock-exploding smile Jason had ever seen.  The silver hair, the green eyes, and the fuck-me-in-the-backroom seventies porn mustache was so perfect that Jason got a little dizzy looking at the man.  The room was instantly filled with the same warmth the young guy had felt with his buddies in the cave when they had touched the wishing stone.  Jason’s rod shot rock-hard and he panicked about having to stand up to shake hands with his new boss.  At the same time, however, he could not take his eyes off of Sebastian. The well-dressed new boss worked his way around the room, shaking hands with each employee and being introduced by the CFO.  The man’s face lit up when he saw Jason.  He immediately walked up with his hand outstretched.

 

“And I know who this is. It’s great to meet you Jason. I’ve followed your career for a few years now.  I’m Sebastian.”

 

“Um . . . It’s good to meet you, Mr. White.”

 

“No, please call me Sebastian.  You’re one of the reasons I convinced my father to buy this company.  Your reputation precedes you.  What you did with the Lowell’s account was nothing but miraculous.”

 

Suddenly, both men realized they were still holding hands.  Jason immediately went to pull his away, but Sebastian held on and even tightened his grip for a few seconds.  He then let go.  Jason’s mind was racing between how gorgeous the man in front of him was to how he had taken a little mom-and-pop shop called Lowell’s and made it into one of the largest retail outfits in the world.  It had been a marketing coup, which had ended up making their firm more money than all the other accounts put together.  It had secured Jason’s place in the firm, but it had also gotten him hundreds of offers from other places.  All of that didn’t matter at the moment, though, because Sebastian was saying something else.

 

“You’re as handsome as everyone said you were, Jason.”

 

“I’m sorry?”

 

“We have a lot of the same friends and they all told me you were quite the stunner.  I’d say they were right.  Also, that suit is fantastic.  Let me guess – Gus at Faulkner’s did it for you.”

 

“Um . . . yes, yes he did. How did you know?”

 

“He does my suits, as well, and I can notice his work anywhere.  Those shoes, by the way, are to-die-for.  I’m kind of jealous.”

 

“I’m sorry, this is all a little surreal.  My bearings are a little off.”

 

“My dear Jason, let me start again.  I’m really good friends with John and Mattie Scott.  They talk about you all the time.  They’ve actually tried to set us up numerous times, but both of our hectic schedules made it not work.  It’s probably confusing because they call me Seb.”

 

“Oh my gosh, you’re Seb?”

 

“The one and only.”

 

“To Mattie and John you walk on water!”

 

“Well, I’m not sure about that, Jason, but we are good friends.  I can’t believe we never met before.  I think it’s mostly because I travel a lot.”

 

“Yeah, if I remember correctly you were out of town almost every other week.”

 

“I try to help take care of all my father’s businesses.  And trust me, that’s a lot.  It will be good to be here in Santa Monica for a while, though.  I’ll be around to get everything settled with the takeover and then I’ll be depending on you to help with things after that.”

 

“What?”

 

“Didn’t Stephen tell you? My father and I would like you to run the office.”

 

“Me? What about Stephen?”

 

“Stephen’s a CFO – and a good one – but we need someone who knows marketing.  Jack French is leaving, so we need a new lead person.  We believe you’re the best for the job.”

 

“I’m . . . uh . . . wow, thank you.  I’m just surprised, that’s all.  I thought you’d be leading the firm.”

 

“Well, I’ll be involved a little, but we feel you are the right man for the job.  Besides, if I was in charge it wouldn’t be appropriate for me to ask you out.”

 

“Um . . . excuse me?”

 

“I’d still like to go out with you.  It would make Mattie and John happy – especially Mattie, she’ll be over the moon excited.  It’s okay, if you’re not interested . . . now that you met me, but I’m still interested.”

 

“No!  I am.  Really. It’s just that all of this is happening so fast.  I mean it’s just that you’re handsome as hell and . . . oh crap, I didn’t mean to say that out loud.  I meant to say that you’ve just bought our company and . . . “

 

“Technically, my dad bought the firm – not me.  So, I’m handsome as hell, huh?”

 

“Um . . . Sebastian, I’m sorry.  I was just saying what was in my head . . . I mean, I was just thinking out loud… No, that’s not what I meant.  Oh forget it. Yes!  You’re very handsome.”

 

“Very handsome?  I think I like handsome as hell more.”

 

“Okay, handsome as hell. There, are you happy?”

 

“Well, not completely, you haven’t said yes to a date.”

 

“Oh yeah . . . okay, yes, I’d love to go out with you.”

 

“I have tickets to the opera tonight.  Shall we take in a little Verdi and then have a late dinner?”

 

“It’s the grand gala tonight at the opera.  Tickets have been gone for months.  How did you get those?” 

 

“I bought them three months ago, when I found out my dad was buying this firm.  I figured a guy like you would appreciate the finer things in life, so I got the tickets in hopes you would say yes to a date.  And now I’m the luckiest guy on earth.”

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These are awesome!

...although I'm having a love-hate feeling right now.  I love the characters and the BIG men that have been introduced, but hate that the real action hasn't started yet, haha!

But, now that the introductions are done, I expect the real good stuff to commence.  I hope we find out just how BIG these mature muscle men are.  Great work!  Always love your stories. 

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