Just For A Bit Of Fun; That’s All We Went For. A Few Days’ Holiday. We Arrived And I Pulled Out Me

He took his shirt off at a party and then followed another man upstairs as they chatted. He hadn’t quite noticed they had gone all the way into a bedroom. So many sets of double doors made it easy to slip him away. He took a shot with the man, a nano dose. He really wanted to see how far it would go. The night was young, so there was plenty of time; and there were lots of men with plenty of sexualities.

When they got back downstairs, he kept bumping into other men, and staying close to them for longer and longer moments after. He met his match when he bumped into another strong and hairy frame, but then stuck to him, their hairs still mingling between them; but the second man took charge, grabbing a hairy shoulder and pushing the dosed brute to his knees. Suddenly, in his face was a big, meaty cock that had begun to rise. At first, he looked up to protest, but the hand that clapped the back of his neck, forced his mouth over the swelling knob, and he barely said anything else the rest of the night.

The blowjob was slow going for the once heterosexual man, but as he bent to the will of the cocks around him, his mouth learned to widen and his throat learned to relax. Drool now coated his chin and chest and was used by a few men to help lube, before the first man gripped his waist and lifted him higher. The irrumatio never stopped as his pants were pulled away and discarded who knows where and the assault on his remaining hole began. Tongues wetted him in turn before a cock finally made way, convincing his sphincter to open and then teaching him how deep he could take it.

Everything was so meticulous about my belongings and my clothes and which cabin and what time and so much checking and double checking that I was strangely surprised to find another man in my room. I knew this was my assignment, though, so I proceeded to the bed and he made no move to stop me. For some reason, neither of us said anything, the entire time. We got to the room, surveyed the layout in the light and then entered darkness for our slumber. I laid down on the bed and turned over. He laid beside me and turned with me, reaching an arm around my torso as he pressed his body into mine. His hips worked until I felt something long and stiff get between my cheeks.

Laying there, he gently humped me from behind, pressing himself right on my hole. I could feel him beginning to slip. He must be dripping a good amount of precum. Having never received a penis in this way, I had no idea what I should do, but for some reason I wasn’t stopping this. I let it happen. It was as if I were here for this. For ages, he continued his slow and gentle humping, coating his own mushroom and my hole in his slippery secretion — my hole getting more and more accustomed to the pressing of his thick flesh, he finally pushed me open enough to enter. I was surprised and clenched, but it did no good. He held fast. He was inside. Slowly, he began to move again and I began to relax again. Now, though, he was coating his entire shaft as he entered me deeper and deeper, the gentleness subsiding for a steady thrusting until he was pounding my hole, lifting a leg up so he could get deeper inside. I began jacking off as he fucked. I was being fucked.

I’ve never been fucked. I wasn’t thinking when I jerked my cock. I didn’t even remember getting naked. I’m supposed to sleep, because I have … things … to do in the morning, but … I can’t get enough of his cock. I jerk until I orgasm. I jerk until he orgasms. When he finally stops fucking, our sweaty bodies lying there, breathing in the dark… he starts moving again and I feel him entering and leaving, entering and leaving… I never want it to end, but I drift to sleep as he begins to pound me anew. In the morning, I wake and gather my things. I get dressed, but with much haste. I’m late. I’m late leaving and I don’t want to leave… I leave my assigned rest cabin feeling a new yearning to be filled.

On my way out, I pass the lobby and catch eyes with the receptionist. He asks me how I enjoyed my cabin and I say I enjoyed it fine. He asks if I want another night and my response is automatic. Yes, I want another night. He says the same cabin isn’t available, but they do have rooms I can take. I don’t hear him say how many nights I’m reserving, but I hand over my things… somewhere in there is my payment method. The receptionist accepts my things with a smile, setting them behind his counter and giving me my new room number. I don’t … recognize… but I’m only wearing pants that are unbuttoned, shoes that are untied and a neck tie that isn’t even tight around my bare neck.

I find my new room and see a new man, there. Just like my first room, there seems to be someone else assigned, here, but he’s naked. I say hi. I … undress and leave the few items neatly by the door and with the sun still rising into the sky, I find the bed and lie on my stomach, I spread my legs and I wait for my roommate. The other man crawls onto the bed, straddling me until he lowers himself, entering me. I am relieved to feel that pressure inside me again, rising as his cock fills me. My eyes roll in my head as he finds his depth and begins to thrust, to pound.

In the morning… I don’t remember any desire to leave. I don’t remember my clothes. I don’t remember who fucked me in the night. I only know I am alone and desire a man. I wait by the door until it opens and a man in a suit enters…

He’s not confident about the state of things. The ring and the watch are further evidence of how he’s only been lightly dosed. His clothes are long gone, so there’s no question, there, but he does still ask some strangely coherent questions.

In this state he can be fucked in ways he never imagined, but even at that small a dose, it’s recommended to use protection.

If you want to be able to fuck them while they still aren’t addicted to cock, then hypnosis is the way to go. The potency of the Company Tools is not to be underestimated.

If you fucked him, like this, even with protection, he’s eventually going to try to swallow your fluids and that means his saliva is at one of your orifices. Chances are low, but you still might join him in the stable.

You’d fuck him while wearing protection, but then think everything’s fine and rest a bit. You only half aware, he would pull the condom from your cock and then maybe start with the condom, but definitely go for your cock. Pleasure is pleasure and you’d let him do it for a minute.

But then you’d remember that warning and try to push him up and away. Except that raises his head to yours and he reacts by kissing you. It surprises you, so you don’t stop him right away, but when you do push him away, there’s a string of … you don’t know whose spit it is or if it’s your cum. You think you can taste your cum. You also think you’re feeling okay, so you lick your lips a moment, breaking the dangling drool between you. You decide you need another taste and he welcomes your tongue into his mouth as you savor the flavors. It doesn’t give you the answer you were looking for, so you push his mouth to your cock again and let him swallow it. You begin to play with his cock, between your fingers. Then, you wonder what his tastes like and lean over to complete the sixty-nine.

After a while, you kiss him again, but you’re not thinking about any flavors. You need cock in hole. And it doesn’t matter which cock in which hole, so sometimes it’s his cock cumming in you and you are just thrilled when the suited men deliver you to a room full of cocks on naked men.

They don’t know if it’s a sentence they agree with or were told. We just make sure it’s the thought that motivates them.

Narratives

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He woke up wearing something. Actually, he was wearing nothing. He couldn’t look, but he could feel the air on his body—even his balls. His hands were stuck behind his back and his mouth was stuck open. There was a collar around his neck, too; he couldn’t lower his head, very well, stuck looking up just a bit. He was on his knees, but his ankles were stuck together, too.

He was just wondering how he’d been unconscious while in this position when a huge cock arrived in front of him. He gasped, inhaling air through the hole in his face. He could only vocalize as the dick came right for that hole, his sounds only exciting the man.

He squinted as his immobile mouth got its first taste of cock and its introduction to allowing cock to slip right by and force its way down his throat. With everything he was wearing, there was no stopping that man’s hairy pubes from bouncing on his face. He liked it, though. He was a little surprised about that, but he liked it anyway.

He settled into this position, getting fucked in the face. When something started playing with his ass, he guessed right, what was getting forced on him next, and arched his back. His posture excited the men. The cock in his mouth was suddenly replaced by a different cock and he tasted a difference. Man musk was cockalicious regardless, but the tastes… he wanted more.

When the men were done fucking him, his opened mouth poked around at the tired men, just like a puppy looking for scraps. The men knew they’d found their new cum pup and had him fitted for ears, tail and paws. It didn’t matter who he once was. He was now their cock dog.

One of our Clients requested a carefully low dose for his Target. As such, their Target was given a shower with a minimal dose dissolved in the water.

As requested, he will now be subjected to many routine activities, however his … reprogramming… will take much longer.

In fact, when we shut the water off and our Hooks moved in to encourage him to the next room, he was dismayed to be naked with them around and requested clothes before being moved.

The practiced Hooks gave him some space while insisting his clothes would be along shortly; that in the mean time, there were other preparations.

Docile enough with a little pressure, he agreed to follow them to a dry room, where he was able to sit and relax — albeit still covering himself with the other men around.

The men engaged him, physically, but not yet sexually. Slowly, he relaxed enough to stop covering his naughty bits and even engaged some banter about everyone’s dick size.

A macho attitude emerged as one of the Hooks was challenged to mouth the Target’s cock. The Hook feigned resistance to the idea before satisfying the Target with some brief oral.

He was cornered, then, to allow one of the other men’s cocks to enter his mouth and the rest began to crowd around him.

The Client watched in secret as a tongue grazed the Target’s back hole and this reminded him he was naked with a bunch of strange men and his resistance returned for a time.

Smiling, the Client watched his sensibility eroded for a second time, until his cock was inside an ass. He was coaxed to orgasm and then once again cornered to permit the other men to penetrate him.

The Company had given the Client one way to interact with his Target during reprogramming: a button to flicker the lights in such a way as to clear the Target’s mind and reawaken to his fading old mind.

His Target was so resistant to the program that he held the button, waiting for the right moment to once again fuck his brain in the middle of gay sex.

That time came as the Target had been coerced into a spit roast, but with two cocks pushing into his back hole and two more demanding his hands’ attention.

With five cocks thoroughly pleasuring themselves using parts of his body and his eyes rolling back into his head with the rising flood of pleasure, the lights flickered.

His hands first gripped before they opened in dismay; but his mouth and ass were not his, already. Clearly desiring to remove the cock from his mouth, the one thing he refused to consider was biting down on the man meat filling him.

Though his arms flailed and his hands found parts of the three men inside him, he had no leverage at all to remove himself, so his hands kept searching … until they found the cocks again and he gripped them.

Only this time, he gripped them for stability and reassurance. The Client witnessed how, as the Target’s hands found and welcomed cock inside them once again, his throat relaxed again and the cock slid back in again, too.

The cocks in his ass basically never stopped fucking him, taking turns rubbing against the other, holding his legs aside as they retrained his new cock hole.

After a few minutes, the Client used the button again. Each time, the Target was further along, but still refreshed and filled with renewed struggle.

Thus, the Client watched his Target fall over and over again into his upcoming role as cum dump. He hadn’t been introduced to cum quite yet; but that moment was approaching…

His new owner had many weeks’ worth of plans for his lightly dosed pet’s reorientation.

Dan Darlington

It turned out, she’d known for years we were doing this. I accidentally said something to him in front of her and there was a tense moment when we thought it was all going to end, but that’s when she confessed she knew it all. She showed us the video and told us how many times she had deliberately gotten me excited before leaving us alone together. She had done it all, because she knew I wanted it. Somehow, she knew way before I did how much I loved having cock and having his cock and having his cum in me and all over me and … it didn’t matter. From that moment on, we lived as her pets and she kept us naked and fucking. One day, she introduced us to someone; a nice and hunky wolf with another cock for us to love erupting in our faces.

He agreed to take part in a promotion, but he didn’t expect … to let himself … to be accosted by a man in the … surprised to be suddenly pressed against the wall, but not feel any sudden urge to retaliate… he let himself be thrown into the wall by the other figure… who gyrated into him, tweaked his nipples and raised his shirt and rubbed his torso and even licked his nipples… and he let it happen. Just as suddenly, the man stopped and departed. No words, just immediate and unannounced withdrawal… and he couldn’t move. The sensations still reverberated through his mind. The strength, the domination, the masculinity, the manhood…

Still leaning into the wall and flexing muscles in bliss, another man entered and found him… and then took things a step further…

Hey! 🐻🥵🥵🍞

He’s nervous. A team full of potential additions to our collection, but he’s the one that got the pre-game cup of sports drink with the drops in. The embarrassment over his rock hard, undeniably immediate man-lust (exacerbated by the rest of his delicious team) will cause him to ask for a replacement, so he can go back to the locker room and try to take care of himself.

We have a hook waiting in the locker room. A naked, delectable hunk of hairy man who’ll be very happy to help this poor guy get his rocks off and back out on the field.

It won’t be so easy as that. After the target ejaculates, he’ll quickly find he’s still immensely eager for another fuck. As the target fucks himself into a daze, more of our hooks will join them, sexing our target into exhaustion. Exhausted and still trying to fuck, the hooks will begin fucking him. Exhausted as he will become, his holes will be easy to penetrate. The target’s own pelvis will continue to thrust; he won’t stop trying to fuck a hole until he loses consciousness. His attention will be consumed by the men that surround him and he won’t notice as they carry him to waiting transportation. Such physically active targets usually last until long after they get where we’re taking them before falling asleep; their dick in a hole, dicks in their holes.

The whole time they sleep, the hooks will not stop fucking him. By the time he rouses from that sex-dream filled slumber, the immediate drugs will have worn off, but the bliss they remember and the constant fucking from the day before will be the base for the training that begins (continues?) as soon as they wake up.