The Boss Said We Should Use The Outside Showers.

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…

They opened the door and looked down at me. My mouth was stuck open, but there was a short dildo keeping me from drying out. I was left on my knees, hands bound to my feet, behind my back. One of them looked pleased at the sight of me, but the other seemed unconvinced. I was struggling to remember. This didn’t seem like where I wanted to be, but I couldn’t remember anything. The sight of the two naked men, though, seemed to make sense. Of course I was bound for them. It turns out, though, the one smiling at me was interested in playing with my face hole, but the other wanted my back end and the way I was bound, he would have to retie me. They did unbind something in the back, because I was allowed to stand and follow them inside.

In almost no time at all, I was in my new position for them. A cock was sliding down my throat, even though I’m not sure I wanted it; but another cock was going into my ass and … something was right. I breathed around the meat in my mouth until they started fucking and I had to learn again. I do think I was surprised not to gag on something going so deep in my throat, but something seemed right. They used me until their cocks erupted sperm inside me and they both seemed satisfied. They gave me a bath and then led me to my sleeping spot, a large cage in a corner of the public area. There, I rested. Feeling the warmth of my new home, I dozed quickly and deeply. I didn’t wake up until a Master was beckoning me to exit my space. They apologized for a crash course in so much sex, but I didn’t understand what they were talking about.

But then, three men arrived at once and they all wanted to use part of me. They tickled me and locked me up. I was stuck in position to receive cock. The extras were rubbed on me until their turn to enter. When I got sleepy, they trained my jaw to stay open, using a brace. I was able to get some sleep while they cock. I dreamed full of cock and I woke up swallowing cock, rocked by the rhythm of their humping cock

In places where life evolved differently, creatures in the wild learned to prey on the instincts of others. If a male's instinct to sustain himself was not greater than his instinct to procreate, he would feed this plant until his death and further nutrients would be absorbed through the plant's roots as the collection of deceased creatures nourished the soil. Some life, however, was sentient enough to not only resist pleasure toward orgasm for the sake of food, but enough also to domesticate these plants. Many a male would keep a plant such as this in home. Many even kept the plant at bedside for very pleasant rest.

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

The final celebratory act of the ceremonial graduation was the flinging of the underpants. Henceforth, they would be nude but for their own fur.

They used to have clothing. They stopped to smell a beautiful flower. When they looked at each other again, the only thing they could think was to fuck. Later, they saw the flower again; they fucked again. More and more the flower grew and more and more they saw and were drawn to the flower, where they fucked. There were so many, they fucked in a bed of them and slept. The flowers were drawn to their cum, to their dicks. The flowers closed on their cocks and their tendrils grew into the two men. For two days, they slept in a perpetual orgasm. When they woke amid the flowers (which were now bigger and taller and more numerous among a wider patch of blossoms) the two of them were still erect. They fucked again and made their way; this time, with only their pack. For weeks, they roamed the forest. Time after time, they fucked and slept amid the flowers, feeding them. They started to get erections just from seeing the flowers. They walked up to the patches and fucked. One day, they walked up to flowers that honed in on their cocks. As their heads were engulfed and tendrils grew into them and the orgasm began, the two men embraced. Their mouths ravaged one another as the flowers fed.

When more than one guy gets in, they all start to feel the effects about the same time and an orgy ensues.

When one guy gets in a little while before the others, he gets a bit drunk. He turns into a silly mess. When the rest of the guys come along, they’ll have themselves a group bottom to bang.

You think you have bested him. You think he is yours, because you have been on top of him. You think you have marked him by the cum you have spewed on his chest.

You never knew what those glowing blue eyes were really doing to your mind.

It’s heavy.

That’s right.

Let the rain soothe you.

The cloth blocks the rain,

soaks it up and becomes heavy.

Shed it.

Let the rain wash your naked body.

You are only right when you are naked.

Leave the clothes.

You have no need of them.

We have another just like you.

You have need of each other.

We will watch.

We will watch you indulge yourselves in one another.

The rains have freed you and now you find your place.

Your place is with cock.

More cock.

Any cock.

No cock will go without your attention.

You are a good boy.