You Think You Have Bested Him. You Think He Is Yours, Because You Have Been On Top Of Him. You Think

After every swig, he feels the temperature rise and he pulls the zipper down just a bit more. Ever since Dave mentioned how the heat made him want to remove a layer, George felt he thought the same way. George was fumbling with the zipper by the time it was all the way down and Dave helped him make that final separation; not just of the zipper at the base of the shirt, but of his resistance to whatever Dave suggested.

Dave easily switched right to the zipper at Geroge’s pants and helped him out of those, too. At the same time, Dave switched George’s drink. Next, he was drinking the one that would leave him thinking that there was something he wanted that he just wasn’t getting. Then George would be ready for the rest of the guys. Dave and the guys would give him what he wanted; what he now wanted; what he’d be wanting for the rest of his days: cock. Cum. Cock and then cum.

George wanted cock. So when the rest of the guys came in completely naked and all staring at him, Geroge was suddenly very happy. He didn’t smile, though, not in the normal way. George’s new smile was an open mouth. George got plenty of what he wanted from then on. He swallowed cock and drank cum until all the guys stopped giving it to him. Then, he fell asleep between Dave’s legs; his tired body mostly asleep, his mouth suckling Dave’s temporarily limp cock.

Dave had a new sex toy. He was most pleased with it.

Kneel before me, you pathetic faggot. You didn’t suck my dick as I wanted last time… You hesitated to take it so deep that you will gag… You disobeyed my commands, so I figured out a good training for you. Just look into my eyes, and touch my pants. Can you feel my cock through the leather? Suck my fingers. Do you feel the taste of my cock on it? I will move them in… and out… each movement will relax you more and more, and each movement will be deeper and deeper… Just give in to the feeling, and sink deep for me…

Good boy… Now you are completely blank. Whenever I put my fingers or my cock into your mouth you will drop back instantly to this state… You will lose your personality for that time, but its a really tiny price for an obedient slut..

He joined this meeting, because he thought his expertise was crucial to negotiation

He wasn’t aware he had been Targeted

Repeatedly, he was easily convinced to relax, remove his clothes, and let the two men stretch him open

They cum in him and he thinks he’s finished obeying

But when their cocks leave him empty, he gets on his knees to have them fill him up again

Gene couldn’t remember what they had been talking about. The guy in the hoodie suddenly kissed him. It was just a closed-mouth touch, at first, but it was firm and he didn’t bounce back or stop; he stayed pressed. Gene used a hand to push him away, but it was just his arm and they were still kissing when Gene opened his mouth to say something. Instead of Gene saying something, the still pressed lips of the hoodie guy seemed to press something into Gene’s mouth. He spent a moment wiggling his tongue, trying to find it and then realized he was still face to flattened face with this total stranger… This totally… sexy stranger. Gene parted his lips again and something else slipped into his mouth: the tantalizingly wet tongue of that hot guy in the alley who was so adamant about kissing. Gene relented. This time Gene’s hand pulled the arm closer. That’s when the sexy alley guy started removing Gene’s clothes. All the while they were lip locked, he removed one article at a time; unbuttoning here, unzipping there, slipping off this way and that. Slowly, Gene became naked; all the while almost completely focused on staying firmly in direct physical contact, mouth to mouth with this stranger he met in the alley. Slobber was dripping down Gene’s chest from it; and he continued dribbling on himself as they alley guy directed the naked and mindless Gene to a room full of his collection: mindless naked hairy men who couldn’t stop molesting any man within reach.

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.

Erik was trying to get his coach to give him better help than “focus on taking the other guy down” and “get on top of him” and then there was the time he swore he heard “focus on going down on the other guy”… Erik was out of it. His dick was raging hard and he couldn’t think about wrestling. He wanted to stop, but coach just thought it was nerves. “Open up and take him,” coach said as he pushed Erik back into the arena. Erik’s cock throbbed at the thought of swallowing this guy’s dick. What would happen, he wondered, if the uniform slipped during a move and his mouth just happened to envelope his opponent’s head and shaft. Their heads were in each other’s crotches all the time, anyway… Erik decided to try it. Somehow, shoving his face full of cock seemed the perfect solution to his own insistent erection. And as Erik quickly discovered, it was very easy to turn the wrestling match into sex on the matt. Erik even got to sit on that cock. He felt so much better sitting there, watching the coaches approach them. He thought the coaches weren't going to mind, but he wasn't sure if it was because the coaches were both naked or because they were both sporting raging hard-ons. When one of the coaches was close enough, he grabbed hold of those hips and jammed that cock in his face. Erik quite forgot about the wrestling, he was so busy stuffing all the cock in his holes. He was happy with cock in his holes. When they started showering him with cum, he even felt content.

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.

I pondered these words as he stepped back. Another man on the platform stepped forward, stepping into position in front of me. He was jerking his cock, too, and after a few moments, he leaned forward to be sure every jet of his semen shot me dead in the face. These men had been jerking all morning. I had been fretting all morning, knowing that I had been Targeted by one of my coworkers. I don’t know what tipped me off when I got in; something about the way they took my jacket … and my tie … my slacks were taken with my shoes and socks. I handed them my shirts as directed and then left my underwear at the threshold when I entered this specially designed room. I stood before a ledge, where any man taller than 5’ would find their cock in my face; and I caught a glimpse for maybe a dozen men all waiting their turn to orgasm over me. Each time one of them sprayed their cum carefully across my face, dripping down my cheek and chin, globs of jizz running down my face.

The deepest sexual penetration is of the mind.

He stepped away and the next prepared to deposit a long stewed load of cum directly into my face. Pretty quickly, the scent of man and the creamy milk of cum was all I could smell. These men each had been stimulating their balls for a while and had a wealth of hot spunk to cover me. One slimy spot soon became two.

The deepest sexual penetration is of the mind.

Then another man prepared to do the same. Two slimy spots on my face became one big spot and one smaller spot.

The deepest sexual penetration is of the mind.

I stood there, naked, as man after man, jerking their dicks through their buttoned up suit pants, sprayed another load of male essence on my face and departed, making room for the next one. When the fourth load was slowly running down my face, I no longer had independent cum globs on my face; my face was just covered in cum.

The deepest sexual penetration is of the mind.

I stood where I had been told, hearing those words over and over. At first, I didn’t understand them. I knew I wasn’t being fucked, but … I couldn’t identify the small part of me that seemed to be confused why I was willingly standing here, letting my face be used as a cum rag for my office mates. I think they were my office mates, anyway… thought some of the faces were familiar, but then, really only seeing cocks, right now. Faces are too high up; and now I have enough cum on my face you might think I had smeared it for a mask.

The deepest sexual penetration is of the mind.

I wasn’t being sexually penetrated, so my head had a problem with this statement I kept hearing; from the voice of each man, after dousing me with more cock juice. I was licking my lips as cum dripped across them, an easy habit of any food one feels there. The flavor was unique. I think by the time I tasted it, it was several different men’s flavor at once, but it was new. As more cum dripped, I tasted more and as more men came, I began opening my mouth for it. Plenty of cum was already soaking my hair and coating my face, I decided I could have some fresh, before it mixed with any others.

The deepest sexual penetration is of the mind.

I opened my mouth for the next one, too. Not quite swallowing, tasting the hot liquid during the moment I waited for the next man’s load to erupt from his balls. I marveled how easy it was to taste the next one and how the flavors mingled inside my mouth until I couldn’t discern them, anymore.

The deepest sexual penetration is of the mind.

It only took a couple of open mouthed orgasm for me to start hoping to just suck it right from the cock, but there was a program in place. Each man that came on me had specific understanding that I was to be coated. So, sure, one or two let me suck milk right from their flesh tube, but most of them obeyed orders and made sure I was covered in copious quantities of cum. Cum dripped from my face as if I had showered in it. My chin and my chest were slowly spreading the cum further, but still they only coated my face.

The deepest sexual penetration is of the mind.

It was many cum loads later that I was taken to my next stage of reprogramming: finally being allowed to swallow.

He wants your mouth, but only because he hasn’t seen your dick, yet. Not only will he lick his lips, then, but he’ll also be salivating.

I had come in and sat at the chair beside his desk while he spoke, but now... Now he'd removed his shirt and his beautifully hairy body was insanely compelling. I slid out of the chair to my knees. He followed my movements, turning to keep facing me. One hand rested at his crotch, on top of the jeans that were hiding the rest of him. I don't know what came over me then, but I made him get rid of the rest of those clothes and happily swallowed his delicious meat, buried in all that magnificent hair. In the end it was he who came over me; his cock spurted his juices all over my face. I was in heaven every time he did it.