I Put On My Jumper Just To Show My Roommate How Visible My Cock Was.

It all seems like a dream, but it never goes away. Seed like this just can't be allowed to go wherever it pleases. It needs to be milked and stored and carefully applied. Our genetics team will use it to make the next batches of slaves. Perfectly bread to be hairy and docile, perfect for unhindered training to be muscular and lustful. This dream is a never ending orgasm that he never wants to wake up from. He'll wake up, but only when we're ready to sell him at a premium. He was the top of his class, you see. We don't let that cum go just anywhere, or for very cheap. He can go live the life he was dreaming of and we'll put the new young head of the class in his place. "Pick of the litter", we sometimes like to call them.

I invited them over for a swim. I put on trunks, too, just to keep up the illusion. They didn't want any alcohol, but they did have a cold drink. I got them to let me snap this photo before they got in the water. They swam and swam and I made excuse after excuse for not getting in. Then, they stopped asking. Then, they started to forget things. Then, they started asking who and where they were. I showed them this photo to prove they were long time lovers. From now on, they were. They were mine. They were my pet lovers.

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.

No more clothes. Their cocks were stiffening together. Mark was right, this was better. He’d been in denial. Aaron looked up and gave a passionate kiss to this man who showed him the joys of cock. Love? Yeah, maybe he loved cock, sure. The kiss? Oh, the kiss was fuckin’ hot. They stuffed each other well, that day.

Walter was being so cute. I told him I liked how his hair looked near his wrist and he pushed his sleeve up, so I could see his hairy arm… Walter was pleased but also so shy about my admiration.

I pushed for it. I asked if he would just take his shirt right off and let me see how hairy he actually was. He was gorgeous. I trailed my finger through hair from his wrists, up his biceps, around the lightly decorated shoulder, across that wide and scruffy pec, through the beautiful forest underneath. On the way across those carpeted abs, I looked back up at his face. He seemed lightly amused and a little bit thrilled.

My finger bumped into his waist band and I gave him an inquisitively hopeful look. His eyebrows went up, wrinkling his forehead, but he didn’t hesitate to begin pulling his belt; and I got to see just how much of a hairy beast he was.

He said there was no way I’d get my mouth on his dick. I’m the one who’s seen him asleep and knows what happens with that dick of his.

Maybe he knows too and this was just a challenge. That's okay. Challenge eagerly accepted.

He pauses for a photo. Being covered in cum is as nothing for him, but quite desirable for a number of clients. Between each session, we’ll take another photo. It becomes a kind of time-lapse progression. Ultimately, he will be available to some clients who will quite relish licking him clean.

It’s true the Company Tools have the potential to rewrite men’s minds, but the success of their use is not guaranteed. Dosage, timing, and contemporaneous suggestions all must occur within a certain range, in order to assure complete and successful reprogramming. At the same time, complete and successful reprogramming doesn’t even guarantee it was precisely as desired.

While the Target was successfully convinced to remove his clothing and be his owner’s new pet, he didn’t accept his owner’s cock, so much as fill his owner with his own. Often, this is the result of hasty training and means the owner is being filled with tainted cum — and they’ll both be back in the building stable by morning. Except neither of them, this time, will have any clothing at all.

AXEL ROCKMAN & RIDICK

Men At Play – Hotel X | Dry Cleaning

He’s been doing everything he can to please his new boss. He’s been trying to get a job with the Company for so long, he decided to try being an intern. He knew he wouldn’t be paid; but when they accepted, he knew he finally had his foot in the door.

Determined to please his boss, he did his best to do exactly as he was told. For the first few days, that meant just standing in his boss’s office until he was needed. At first, he wasn’t asked to do much, at all. He held his boss’s stapler, once; was tasked with dusting a neglected shelf, on the third or fourth day. In the second week, his boss sent him out for copy a few times. On Friday, he spent all day helping to sort a ton of physical case stuff. (He wasn’t being trusted with any information beyond dates, for this one.)

Before being sent home, he was told to relax; pull out his tucked shirt and such. He was instructed to be similarly comfortable after the weekend. He was given a few snacks and told to remember his instruction, should he decide to eat any in his off time. To drive it home, his boss said: “Come comfortable.”

He’s been muttering that, ever since — even between blowjobs. “Cum comfortable”

Now, he’s so good, he helps several of his boss’s coworkers, as well. When one of them finishes, he frees his mouth, so he can say “cum comfortable” a couple of times before a new cock replaces the spent one.

His task for the day, is to have a slimy torso.

He struggles, because he knows about the Tools. See, he believed he was about to fuck one of the bois in the stable. He was lying on the bed with his pants down, waiting to dominate one of the mindless pets the Company keeps.

Except that the man who walked in wasn’t one of the docile ones, but one of the trained Hooks, a perpetually tainted man who fucked the Tools right into other men.

He waited on the bed, idling on his phone and wearing nothing but his shirt as he anticipated the mindless reprogrammed cum dump.

All at once, the larger man was on top of him. He was only surprised, at first, as the man laid his entire weight on top of him; but then he tried to move and the man gripped him. He tried to shift his weight underneath, but the man shifted his and pressed down on him. The Hook’s cock dripped precum that was very effective lube. He began to struggle even more as he felt the slippery cock pressing into his sphincter. Now, he knew. Now, he understood the man on top of him was going to dose him and he would soon lose his mind to Cock. Lose his mind to Lust.

He clenched his ass and flexed his muscles as much as he could, but he was no match for this muscled man. His breathing was stifled and he could feel — slip! — the cock entered his ass, the pre giving more than adequate ability to slide right inside, now that his sphincter was opened around the shaft. He felt it enter and leave in little movements as he continued to struggle and force the cock … his struggling became halted movements and he began to realize the man’s hands were coated as well. He was already breathing in … breathing in the scent of man … could feel the cock sliding deeper … he moaned in spite of himself. Some of the tension in his muscles faded, but the Hook held fast, sliding his cock freely into the restrained boy. His eyes rolled back in his head as the cock began to bump his prostate. He moaned again, unable to refuse the pleasure he was already beginning to feel.

The boy’s resistance faded and the Hook’s grip loosened. Another man entered the room and the boy momentarily found renewed energy, but the new man pressed a hard cock onto his face and he could think of nothing but to lick it. First, he licked the hand that covered his mouth, so the hand moved and the cock entered his parted lips. He tried to refuse, again, but … he just swallowed, welcoming the cock deeper toward his throat. Meanwhile, the man on top of him began to fuck. He helped himself in and out of the boy’s ass as the boy’s attention was entirely on the shaft sliding down his throat.

The boy convinced himself that perhaps they would leave him alone when they were done, even though he knew what was happening. He knew the dangers of this Company. He had not been vigilant enough and now he was at the mercy of … Targeted by another member of the Company and soon to lose his mind to a new will for cock. He slowly allowed it to happen, slowly convinced himself to go along, unable to remind himself that this was exactly how he would lose himself to the reprogramming, unable to resist any further.

The two Hooks fucked until they filled him with tainted cum

Only they weren’t tainted.

This was just a trick against him. The boi submitted himself to cock entirely of his own will, took the man’s cocks deep into him and let them cum there and then welcomed the replacements. Meanwhile, the man who Targeted him was watching. With pleasure, he observed the way the boi allowed himself to become a cock slut without any help from the Tools. All night, the boi welcomed cock after cock into his used holes, until he was exhausted. Then, he was allowed to rest. When he awoke, he would find his mind was still his own, but then he would go through it all over again — fucked and used, made to believe he was dosed by the Tools, only to later learn he had submitted himself. He would either resign to the reprogramming and eventually actually learn to love cock or his new owner would finally choose to actually use the Tools and turn him into the mindless cum dump he kept expecting he already was