Today six sportsmen had a meeting with their manager Frank to discuss with their sponsor for a new contract. The last three years the sportsmen had been contracted by a company owned by Paul, who was a friend of Frank for a long time. So they got together for a photo-shoot and later they would talk about the details of the contract.
Paul's company sponsored the swimmers Jacob and Anthony, the cyclists Gerard and Rob and the runners Max and Bert.
All had clothes of the company in plain white with only the name of the company in small text on the back.
The swimmers were dressed in their white Speedo, the cyclist in the white shorts and shirts and the runners in white compression shorts and shirts without sleeves. Paul hoped that caught attention giving extra value to the sponsorship. And it worked, like the white Speedo weren't seen much worn by other teams.
Paul had only a small company so instead of hiring a professional photographer he did the photo-shoot himself. In a room he had set up a small beach with a background and some sand and a fake palm-tree.
First Paul took pictures of each guy separate. Then the teams and in the end all six together.
After the photo-shoot everybody went to the living room to have a drink. They would discuss business before the dinner, so that would make a nice evening. Once they sat down Paul complained about the bad results all six guys achieved the last three years. Not much top five positions, but in general very poor performances. That wouldn't do good. So he wanted this to be different for the next year. The sportsmen knew they didn't well but thought it wouldn't have impact on the deal. Paul suggested he give the propositions to Frank, which were much lower in payments than before, and give him some time to think about it. He went outside to the car to get the new contracts. The sportsmen discussed about the consequences meanwhile. Gerard went into the kitchen to get some juice. When he was there he saw Paul coming back inside not with the paperwork but with a machine-gun and a pistol. Gerard couldn't speak but he dropped the box of orange juice with splat all over the floor. He couldn't leave the kitchen because there was only one door and that was the one where the danger came from. He walked backwards but slipped over the orange juice on the floor. He landed with his head against the wall. Then Paul came in and opened fire. Several bullets hit Gerard on the chest and his body twisted and shook before he died. His white outfit was already partly orange from the juice but now it became red from the blood.
The other guys were alarmed by the shots. Jacob ran for the door but before he was there he got hit in the back. He landed with his upper body against the door and the lower body on the floor. Being in such good shape he could bend 90 degrees backwards easily. When the next bullet hit him his lower body jumped up but landed again keeping him in that awkward position.
Max was so surprised that when he was hit he felt with chair backwards on the ground.
Frank didn't even try to get away so he died sitting in the sofa. But when his body relaxed after the bullets hit him, he fell forward onto the coffee table.
Bert tried to hide behind the sofa and was crawling over the floor to get away from the scene. But soon as he was trying to make it to the other room Paul hit him. Bert tried to get up on his knees but was hit another time. He dropped dead on his face.
Rob was trapped in a corner of the room. Paul seemed to have closed all the doors, because he couldn't open one. Rob approached Paul with his hands behind his hand and dropped on his knees begging not to kill him. He was very closed Paul but it didn't work. Paul shot him several times. Instead of falling backwards Rob fell forwards and managed to touch Paul. He had his both hands on his killer, but lost all the strength to do something. So all his did was going from the waist to the feet before dropping dead at Paul's feet.
Meanwhile Anthony tried to get away but he made the wrong decision to get into the kitchen, where he was trapped. Paul hit him in the back and Anthony landed on Gerard. A couple more hits and then he was lying there on one of his mates.
Before leaving Paul wanted to be sure everyone was dead so he walked around and kicked the guys on the floor. Some seemed to move so Paul took his pistol and fired an extra shot in the guys body.
Now with all seven dead guys he first took all the six outfits from the sportsmen because he owned them. Finally he checked if Frank had documents on him about the contract.
Paul opened the outside door and left the scene.
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The was the end of this fantasy. All the guys got up. One made the comment that one more time they ended naked. They all laughed about it. Not that anyone mind because they shared the same kind of fantasies and they knew it in advance.
Thanks Gary... love those kind of fantasies... guys getting shot up all over the place.
ReplyDeleteGlad you liked it Phil. But the draft of this story contained a lot more explicit stuff. To prevent people think I'm pervert I deleted them for the final version. :-)
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