Sex stories

The CEO’s son where I work is an unbearable guy, like some kind of Tom Cruise type who struts around all day long.

There are two Arabs at the IT desk: me, Nabil, 32, a big solid Algerian, and Nordine, a skinny nervous dude. Nordine was always pissed off from all the little humiliations from our Tom Cruise.

One morning, furious, he walks into the office and throws a file at his head in front of everyone:
“Nordine, do you value your position? Prepare a proper report.”

Nordine couldn’t take it anymore. His skinny frame, his sensitivity — he just couldn’t handle it.

“I can’t stand this guy anymore, bro.”

One day during lunch break, I spy with my computer (my IT server lets me do that) what Tom Cruise is browsing on his computer.

And there… nothing but hardcore gay porn sites. Citebeur especially. And Arab guys.

“Ah ah, he’s gay and into Arabs,” I tell myself.

I tell Nordine, show him. Nordine, pissed off, goes:
“So he acts straight in front of his dad…”

— “You want him to stop messing with you?”
— “Yeah… but you’re not gonna blackmail him with that, you crazy.”
— “Nah nah, I’ve got my own way.”
— “What way?”
— “Don’t worry, you’ll see.”

One day I wait in the bathroom, at the urinals — he usually goes around 10 a.m.

He sees me, says “hello” with that fake sweet tone. He starts pissing, I go next to him, pull out my heavy Algerian dick. I measured it once — hard it’s 23 (23 cm from Algeria, imagine that).

Of course, he looks over his shoulder. The size of my head freezes him. He turns red… that zemel!

What he does next is surreal — but honestly, not surprising given how full of himself he is. He walks into a stall and signals me to come.

I follow him. Me playing dumb (even though I know exactly what he wants):
“So… what do you want, sir?”

Then he drops to his knees and pulls my dick out of my pants.

“What are you doing, sir?”
— “Nothing… I’m gonna suck you, it looks really good, nice and hard.”

I pull back and say:
“That’s not allowed, I’m gonna report you!!”

Panicking, he stands up and says in a scared Tom Cruise tone:
“No no, I assure you Nabil, this won’t get out.”

— “I’ll give it to you on one condition.”

He looks confused:
“What, a raise? Yeah, sure!”

— “Yeah, that too… and…”
— “And what?”
— “You stop messing with my colleague Nordine. You’re not cool with him.”

He goes: “ok ok…”

I say alright, pull it out again, already getting hard, and he goes down on me like a slut. I’m insulting him, spitting on him the whole time.

At the end, after he swallows everything, I slap him hard across the face.

We walk out of the bathroom, and there’s this girl shocked to see us (bathrooms are gender-neutral in the company — some progressive policy).

I know her, she’s a little bomb who’s always flirting with him…

“Yeah… that’s your CEO’s son — a slut sucking Arab dick in the bathroom,” I think to myself.

Smirking, I go wash my hands while whistling. He walks out ashamed.

I go back to the office and tell Nordine:
“It’s handled.”

After that, Nordine never got blamed or humiliated again by that little asshole. He even got a raise.

That’s the power of Arab dick 🤪