Desktop101 - WarpHisMind

These guys keep sending me selfies of themselves. Always all three of them, but more shirtless lately. They smile and give me hand signals. Always like I'm standing with them, looking down at their hands by their bulges and they're smiling at me. With each photo their bulges are larger. I can't miss the bulge they each have. I focus on it even more when the next photo is taken as if I'm on my knees, looking up at them passed their bulges, their happy hand signals and they're smiling at me. I want those pants gone and I reach for them—now their cocks are out and I'm excited and they're giving me hand signals and smiling at me opening my mouth for those cocks and they have their way with me. Pumped full and tired, they keep me safe for the next gang bang. This time with more friends, more cock, more cum I get to drink.

Now he is unconscious, he will be stripped and tied. His first lesson in the gay sex that will come to define his very being will begin as soon as he wakes and recognizes his ass is already plugged with an inflatable dildo.

On some level, they think they still have autonomy. The two younger ones convinced their older friend to join them. They watch happily as their friend is inducted. They each had provided the small dose that changed their friend’s thinking enough to come along on this nude vacation. Neither of them yet understand the real change the company tools effect in men like them. They have no idea the true nature of the drugs they’ve been taking on these vacations.

Their master prefers it that way.

Once their master is satisfied they have brought all the hairy friends they have, master begins their deeper reprogramming. Now, it is their master who changes their minds to the same man lust as he has done so many before them.

Every orgy is bigger than the last.

Here’s to sex slaves who never noticed you became their master. Since I joined the company, I’ve made lustful slaves out of many very sexy men who still think they’re the ones who convince me to fuck.

Jones suggested this one. Small-town pharmacies carried it for only a few weeks, but they sold quite a few units. When unsatisfied customers check the box for contact information (and they’re all unsatisfied), they’re asked to come into the office for direct feedback and access to a “stronger formula”. Encouraged by results, we increased the potency and will be releasing the box in a few more towns, next summer.

The boss said we should use the outside showers.

We didn’t know about any outside showers and we were kind of pissed about it until we saw how big it was. We had one last beef over noticing there were only two for the three of us, but really, by then our shoes were off and I for one wasn’t going to put my clothes back on. We did kind of try and preserve privacy, but once we got wet, we didn’t really care so much. In fact, when we aimed the two close to each other, it kind of worked for all three of us. I stood in the middle while they rinsed, but then I dropped to my knees and looked at the two big cocks pointed my direction and just grabbed them. They both yelled out at me, but I didn’t tug. I needed. I mean… I kneaded them. I felt them flex in my fists. They didn’t actually pull away, though, and I could feel them getting plump, swelling …

I gazed at their dripping heads and opened my mouth to swallow one. I savored the skin of his shaft and then released to taste the other. Already, I cared nothing for the shower and just wanted their cocks. I drooled on them, trailed spit between them, impaled myself on the stiff meat surrounding me. It was some time before one of us realized I had another hole. It sure wasn’t me. I could only beg for what I could see and when he was behind me spreading my ass cheeks, I was focused on the bush now fucking my eyes along the veiny rail of cock leading to my lips.

Alex Baresi, Arpad Miklos & Eduardo Breakers, 2007 - Titan Men, dir. Bruce Cam

That twinkle in his eye... He's ready to be brought in. Our hook, who's been chatting with him and suggested that aromatic body oil from that website will soon be in his room, tying him up with the saturated bindings and guiding him out to the car. The hook will probably fuck one of his holes, they usually do. It can only help the process, really. Soon he'll be taking it in as many holes as he can.

None of us knew what happened. None of us knew that something had happened. We just wandered around trying to think about things. In the fog that had been, all of the women had been taken; and every man had stripped and gone to sleep. The transformation that occurred left the men untethered to sustenance, somehow breathing all their nutrients from the thicker air. Of course, those that did still Lusted and now that we ate no food, the men were always hungry. As we woke and wandered and began to collide, new habits began to form in the masses.

I was on the edge of a neighborhood. There was a large house nearby. The fall leaves were everywhere, along with tons of mulch and gravel around a big shed. I could smell… I was so hungry. Leaves and wood and rock and … man. I took careful steps, unsure but feeling led to the smaller shelter. As I neared, I heard sporadic rustling and … breathing. I approached the large opening and the sound inside paused. Then footsteps preceded the reveal of the man. He stepped forward, placing his hands on the overhead and regarding me. He was a stack of plump flesh and fur, thick legs on either side of a bush dangling … I believed dangling some flesh I could put in my mouth. I needed something in my mouth. The man made a sort of grunt or growl and I looked back up at him. His face was still groomed and his head bald.

I was relieved to see another man and eager to put him in my mouth. I didn’t know if that was right, but I certainly wanted it. After just a moment, our shock of seeing another man wore off. I stepped forward and so did he. We were very awkward, at first, because the mulch and gravel weren’t comfortable; but I leaned forward to lift his flesh to my mouth and he paused again. I sank to my knees, but then stood again, keeping his flesh in my mouth. I tasted a savory and salty flavor that triggered my saliva. Although drooling for the flesh to fill my mouth, I couldn’t stay still in one place on the ground and standing, bent over, was … odd… he gripped my head to hold me in place and then began to push himself in me. I gagged and pushed, too, gripping his thighs.

It was after he sat down and didn’t like it that we moved into his shed. He pulled on a tarp and folded it over a couple of times. Then, it was noisy, but we lied down and forced his cock in my throat. I felt such relief with his flesh entering my mouth and my dick swelled and hardened. He pumped and pumped, me drooling thick saliva everywhere until he screamed and came. I drank his milk, feeling … beyond satisfaction. Unable to breathe for the moment, but full of flesh and cum. As soon as he was done with his climax, he began to urinate. My stomach swelled and then I pulled away, causing all the rest to splash on my face. It reflected everywhere and he pulled my head back down, pushing his juice in me again and then let me off, but holding me so I was still in his stream, still being marked. I recognized the smell, now. It was him. I was his.

We slept. We didn’t move until we woke… and he fucked me again. Then, we slept. And so it was for… a while? Several times, we woke, he fucked me and we slept. It must have been late the next day when we finally … did something else. We exited the shelter and walked for a bit. The house wasn’t far, so we checked it out. There were lots of strange objects inside, but we knew some of them. We didn’t talk. Only sounds, our moans, grunts, sometimes a shout if apart, but that wasn’t often. He liked me close and tethered to his cock. We found the couches and the bed and began to clean out the house. Too many things we didn’t know or need. Electronics, food, excess chairs, random objects from bedrooms and living rooms. We liked the floor and the bed, sometimes the sofa. Closets and bathrooms we didn’t really enter. We bathed with the hose outside once we figured that out and then realized how to use the bathtub and shower… but we preferred the hose outside. It was less restricted.

It was while we were bathing outside, a few days later, that we met the next man to cross our path. He was hungry, too…

"All done? Good. Just leave the towel there. Nice shower, yes? Felt good? Wonderful. Right this way. We have you for someone."

Burt needed this time off. So much going on with the family and work... He really needed the time to relax. Lucky he had such a friend in Tony. They went off together, just to have a good time. As the sun set and the drinks did the work Burt had no idea about, their walk took an odd turn.

Tony’s hand was making its way around Burt’s body. Burt kept giving Tony quizical looks, but those hands... those hairy arms... Burt couldn’t find he had any problem with Tony’s hand making its way down Burt’s inexplicably open pants and rubbing his dick.

Eventually, the drinks did the rest of their work and it was Burt who couldn’t keep his hands off Tony. Tony even began to wonder if he should ever let Burt revert to his old self. Burt really was a prime specimen. The rest of Tony’s stable would all want to fuck him, too.

Yes, Tony’s stable could very much do with another fresh body to excite them.