He Thinks It’s A Little Odd That Wearing Headphones Is Now Part Of The Uniform. He Doesn’t Notice

I put on my jumper just to show my roommate how visible my cock was.

He laughed and took photos while I stood there. I didn’t understand what was so funny, but I was also unaware of what he’d put in my drink and what he’d sprinkled on the jumper without my noticing, just before I put it on.

As I stood there, my visible cock visibly stiffened. While I still believed I was just waiting for him to be done, I was actually waiting for my master to give me my first command.

Finally, he commanded me. “Off.” he said. “All of it.” I stripped naked and waited for whatever commands my master had for me and I did so hope they involved his cock.

I caught him jogging a couple of times. I was restrained and he was nice about it, but I told him how sexy he was. I made sure we saw each other the next few days. Then, I asked if I could take a photo. The photo used the flashing. As soon as I took the photo, I told him I’d see him every day. I was told that’s how the hypnosis sticks. He’ll be here every day, now, whether he wanted to or not. I only needed one more. It was the day after that I gave him a dose of the Tools. I gave him the Tools and I told him, explicitly, any time he jerks off or has sex for the next two days, he must not cum. I wanted him as horny as possible when I finally told him to follow me home. Three days later, when he met me for the daily picture and new directives, he was erect in his pants. I told him what a good boy he was. Three more days, he met me with a full chub and then I gave him the last order. For him to leave everything of his old life behind, because he was going to follow me home.

That final day, he arrived without his watch, but he still had shorts on. I told him to remove them and drop them in the nearby bin and then to get in the vehicle with me.

Sometimes it's fun to watch the awkward stages during training. He's still a bit phobic about his attraction to other men.

At my favourite club wierd things started to happen. One night my best friend, Jack disappeared for almost an hour, and when he came back his clothes were gone, he was half naked and he only wore red gym shorts. I tried to talk with him, but it seemed that he had been drugged. He didn’t recognise me, instead he asked me to look in his eyes and he told me that he wants me as his cocksucer mate. It was wierd. Like his eyes were glowing as I stared at him. I felt dizzy. My mouth ran dry and the thought started to arouse me that I may wrap my lips around his cock. But… Wait a minute… I’m not gay, and he is my best friend. I can’t do that. I snapped out, and ran away. He didn’t come after me, instead he turned to the guy behind him, and talked with him. Probably he told him the same, because in a minute the guy kneeled before him, and started to kiss Jack’s cock through his silky shorts. Insane… At the middle of the club… Something was really wrong. They headed to the toilet. I followed them, and pushed my ears to the door. I heard moans from the room, and Jack was speaking. Something monotonous. Something about surrender. Something about getting more recruits. Something about receiving Masters power by swallowing something. Geez, I hope they are not doing what I was thinking of… I rushed back to the bar, as I heard that they are about coming out. I saw Jack exiting the room first with a half hard cock under his red shorts, then the guy followed him, half naked, wearing similar shorts. They started to discuss with two other guys. I had enough. I was threatened by what happened. It’s like a horror movie or an invasion. I had to go home.

At night I got no sleep. All I could think was Jakes glowing eyes, and what I felt. It’s strange, but I still got hard if I thought about kissing his bulge through his shorts. I could feel the hardness of his cock while the fabric is stroking my lips. I started to fantasise. I imagined the situation when I didn’t run away and kept staring in his mesmerizing eyes. I saw myself in the toilet as I kiss and luck his cock while it’s hard enough to fuck me. I saw myself exposing my hole to Jake to penetration, while my mind became foggier and foggier. What should they swallow to gain power? Who is their Master? How would he look like? What is his purpose? There were so many questions I couldn’t cum. I need to find out. I got dressed and got back to the club. When I entered I saw more than 20 guys wearing only those red satin shorts. The girls already left the club. When I looked around almost everybody had his red shorted mate. Some of them were worshipping their cocks to make it hard. Some of them were fucked by their shiny shorts invader. I was stunned and frightened, but my curiosity kept me in. I wanted to walk further, but Jack and three other guys stepped in front of me.

"He said you will come back. The spell on you was stong enough to plant the seed of submission in your head. But He said you are dangerous yo be given powers. Nobody should snap out of our binding. Therefore you will be given another role. We are all Masters slave, and soon you will be a slave too. But you will be degraded. You will be the slave of the top four slaves. The first ones. You will worship them… You will be their asslicker fagott with no will of your own. You will be their human toilet if they decide so. Because they are the most powerful ones. The favourites of Master. The ones who got part of their free will back."

I couldn’t say a word. All four were staring at me. No matter where I looked, they were everywhere. I knew it makes no sense to fight. I have to surrender to them, and accept my place as the slave of the four shiny shorts god. I dropped on my knees. They stood in a circle around me, all of them looking down at me, hypnotizing me at once. Because this was hypnosis, the most powerful one. I looked up to Jake and said:

"I’m sorry that I ran away I wasn’t ready. Now I am. Please forgive me Master. " I almost cried when I reached for his shorts to kiss his bulge. He accepted my apology and grabbed my head to control me. He pulled my head into his crotch so I couldn’t feel anything but him. His hard cock… The intoxicating scent of cum in the shorts. I was in heaven. Then he turned me to the other boys crotch and made me kiss them.

"You are not only my slave, but theirs also. You need to please and love them just as much as me."

I started to kiss the bulge of the guy whom Jake first captured. He looked down on me with an evil grin on his face, spat on me, and said:

"You are ours, fagott!"

I thanked the spit and kept worshipping his cock like I’ve been doing this in my entire life.

Narratives

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I’m telling you, you’re sexy. Look in mirror, see that? Open shirt. Good. See, sexy? Take off shirt, open pants, good boi. Better, right? Remove pants, and enjoy yourself. Nice erect cock, good boi. Sexy fuck. Now, suck my cock you sexy slave fuck. Good boi. Good cock-boi, good.

The final celebratory act of the ceremonial graduation was the flinging of the underpants. Henceforth, they would be nude but for their own fur.

They’re having a good time, meeting new people. Their wives and girlfriends have been encouraged elsewhere and there’s not a woman in sight. They’re given open beer bottles and begin drinking along with everyone else they’ve met. They’ve been chatting together for a few minutes when another man approaches and directs one to remove his shirt. Casually, he does so, the both of them continuing to nurse their bottles. With the shirt removed, the other is told to admire his chest. As they keep chatting, keep drinking, the second man rubs his hand across the exposed furry front, himself choosing to also admire the patches of hair found on his arms and shoulders… and even on his back. With his hand now beginning to wrap around the shirtless one, they are told to get closer; which they do as his hand continues to caress and twiddle hairs. Kiss. The two close the remaining distance between their faces and press their mouths together, each with an arm around the other, now, pulling tight. Open your mouths. The kiss becomes passion as their tongues take over, their heads begin to move and they make out, licking and drooling as their new owner makes his final choice.

Finish your bottles, then take your clothes off and follow me.

The men part, smoothly raising their bottles and taking the final draughts, disposing of the bottles — and having no question about immediately removing the rest of their clothes. As indicated, the fabrics and belongings are left in a bin and the newly naked, newly reprogrammed, newly cock hungry men are taken to their new lives.

Hehe. Fuzzy. He was fuzzy. Things were fuzzy. His mind was fuzzy. Coach had recommended the one-on-one training. There had been exhausting physical training and a lot of juice. Hehe. Juice. Kevin wanted more juice. He’d been a little lightheaded so coach put him in the shower. The water was so good he even drank some. Now the shower was done and his towel was slipping off. Coach was just standing there. Standing there with his big hard dick Kevin was sure would be juicy if Kevin worked on it long enough. Kevin wanted to salivate all over coach's juicy cock. Kevin wanted to work on coach’s cock more than anything in the world.