On Some Level, They Think They Still Have Autonomy. The Two Younger Ones Convinced Their Older Friend

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.

He told me he was having some kind of a problem, so I agreed to meet him around the corner. He wanted private, but he also wanted secret, so we didn’t go into a bathroom or some place more sensible for when he started taking off his clothes. His torso was muscular and furry, although I don’t really know if that’s what he wanted me to look at. Why else reveal his skin like that? He said there had been some swelling, but everything looked fine to me. He said he had one more thing to show me and started unbuckling. He did it quietly, at first. The metal clinked a few times as he opened his zipper and then pushed down, revealing a jock strap. We both know I’ve got no interest here, so I know this isn’t some kind of come on, but I do begin to speculate, staring down his abs to the bulge in the only fabric hiding his junk. I …

But then he keeps pushing, because the bulge of the jock isn’t the whole thing. A massive, thick hunk of man, as hunky as any man’s whole body, finally sprung free of the pants — unsuccessfully contained by the small fabric pouch. His voice beggs me to take a closer look and I drift down to him, leaving the body behind, though he watches me descend. He comes to my face and I dearly want to rest my cheek against the shaft. I can’t believe there’s a cock I’d be interested in, because I’ve seen so many cocks and not wanted them, but this… why do I long for him so much when I’ve only just seen his glory for the first time. I do rest my cheek against him for a moment and then I lift and lick, taken by an urge beyond thought, I lick the flesh of the shaft of man cock and feel glad. I lick a few times, dragging my tongue across the spunky, musky surface. As I do, a hand settles on my head and communicates with me, guides me. He guides my limp open mouth to the end of his cock and presses into me, petting me and encouraging me to swallow, encouraging me to give in. I don’t know what I’m giving in to. I gave in ages ago. Now, I only obey and the cock is demanded inside me, so in must he go.

It’s a great way to relax. You’re not all the way on the floor, but you’re not relying on balance and the weight is very comfortably distributed. You can even get a massage while you’re there. With our program, it’s a very different massage than some people might think. Our massage is very deep. You have to be very relaxed for this kind of deep inner massage. You’re lucky we gave you something for that. When you’re new to the massage, we start in the back. When you’re more familiar, we tend to begin in the front. Later, we just set you down and set the cock loose on you. You’re very loose by then.

Their Commanding Officer sussed them out right away. Sure, he used the Company Tools now and again, if necessary, but he liked finding them. The men that would slowly bend under pressure until you filled their holes with the raging libidos of their fellow officers. Taking care of subordinates was more than feeding them and giving them shelter. They needed more than food and rest for clarity. They needed release. Well, all but the ones who became that release. Over the course of time, their C.O. bends the boy down, training the others in the ways to reinforce his own conditioning. His mind is ever turned to phallus and he is reminded to swallow. So when his peers turn to him with their cocks erect, he opens his mouth and falls to his knees.

Moving

It’ll be a work in progress, again, but it will become another library in time.

Look for me @WarpHisMind as Desktop101.

One, at first, soon the familiar family that are these, just like last time.

Barry had been working on Nelson for a while, now. Nelson even tended to walk around with his dick hanging plainly out. Whenever Nelson got a hard-on, or whenever Barry just wanted to play with it, Barry would sit in front of Nelson and have some fun swallowing it until Nelson’s cum gushed its way into Barry’s throat.

Nelson had been made to believe it was just part of an afternoon. He did used to work there and actually do things, but Barry now had him well trained to just stand around by Barry all day, as if waiting for something. He was less and less often even bothering to speak. Training was going very well.

Tyler is going on again about how he doesn't think he could ever have sex with another guy. Jake is smiling, because Tyler is speaking more and more drunkenly. Tyler hasn't had anything to drink, though. He did forget his sunscreen. (Jake stole and tossed it.) Tyler borrowed Jake's sunscreen. (Jake happily offered a special bottle of the stuff.) Jake will offer "sober" assistance and "accidentally" cause them to lose their swimming trunks. Tyler will be hungry like he's never been before. Jake will be surprised at Tyler's susceptibility as they spend more than just that afternoon fucking each other's brains to mush.

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 thinks he’s about to start training our man. Our man is a hook, a saturated one who’ll do a lot of sweating and need a lot of physical encouragement to the workout routine. Soon the target will have problems keeping his hands off our hook. Soon, he’ll advise they be naked so he can “monitor muscle movement”. When our hook mentions a massage, he won’t think twice. He’ll tell our hook to lie down and start to work his hands all over the sweaty saturated hook’s body. He’ll massage every protruding muscle until satisfaction. Satisfaction comes when we say it does.

Jim thought he was taking this photo for his girlfriend. Actually, she was tired of his shit and forwarded the photo to us. We took care of Jim. Now Jim is taking care of client after client after client.