One Of Our Clients Requested A Carefully Low Dose For His Target. As Such, Their Target Was Given A Shower

He was promised beer. We gave him beer. He was guzzling his fourth before he started to feel the effects. His dick was hard and he was pulling it vigorously before he stopped drinking the beer; drinking it so sloppily that it was spilling down his hairy chest. He’d be spilling cum down his chest for the rest of the night. If we can manage to get him to drink a couple more beers, the additive should have him guzzling cum right through training.

Gene couldn’t remember what they had been talking about. The guy in the hoodie suddenly kissed him. It was just a closed-mouth touch, at first, but it was firm and he didn’t bounce back or stop; he stayed pressed. Gene used a hand to push him away, but it was just his arm and they were still kissing when Gene opened his mouth to say something. Instead of Gene saying something, the still pressed lips of the hoodie guy seemed to press something into Gene’s mouth. He spent a moment wiggling his tongue, trying to find it and then realized he was still face to flattened face with this total stranger… This totally… sexy stranger. Gene parted his lips again and something else slipped into his mouth: the tantalizingly wet tongue of that hot guy in the alley who was so adamant about kissing. Gene relented. This time Gene’s hand pulled the arm closer. That’s when the sexy alley guy started removing Gene’s clothes. All the while they were lip locked, he removed one article at a time; unbuttoning here, unzipping there, slipping off this way and that. Slowly, Gene became naked; all the while almost completely focused on staying firmly in direct physical contact, mouth to mouth with this stranger he met in the alley. Slobber was dripping down Gene’s chest from it; and he continued dribbling on himself as they alley guy directed the naked and mindless Gene to a room full of his collection: mindless naked hairy men who couldn’t stop molesting any man within reach.

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.

Every so often, I keep thinking of Ted and what he told me. He sat his butt down right across from me and started peeling a banana. Ted is a very lean lithe luscious lickable lunatic lush of a little lover boy and he knows it. Brian had just gotten up, too. He was busy on his computer already. So Ted finished peeling the banana, see, and that’s when he said it. Well… That is… I mean he didn’t so much as say anything. Come to think of it, he actually didn’t say a word. With his back to Brian, Ted gave me a wink and proceeded to deep throat the banana. Just once quickly down and back out again. Nice and smooth. The banana seemed untouched. He spent less than a couple seconds looking at me after that, before taking one small bite and setting the banana down in front of me and getting straight up and leaving. Of course I couldn’t just leave the banana lying there. I love bananas; I’ve loved ‘em ever since… I’m not sure. Anyway, the whole time I was eating it, I kept thinking about what he said. With every swallow almost, I saw the banana disappear into his mouth. It was penetrating. All day since, I keep thinking about eating his banana and him deep throating. It’s like I can’t focus on anything else anymore. Swallowing his banana. The whole thing. It just wouldn’t leave my head alone. Finally, when I got back from work and found him in the kitchen, I had a chance to ask him what that had been about. I didn’t have a chance, though. When he turned around, he had another banana. This one was already peeled. Nothing but the delicate flesh from soft tip to banana-fana-fo-fana-licious base. I started salivating. Never had I wanted so much to swallow a man’s banana so intently. I love swallowing his bananas. Ted gets them ready for me all the time now. Every time I see him, and that’s morning, night and usually noon too. I leave work early now just to get another one. He knows me so well, it doesn’t matter what time I get back, Ted’s got a banana for me to swallow. Once, I even went right back through the door. Ted already had a banana. I crave them so much, I have as many as I can. As soon as I swallow a load, I ask him for another one. All over my face and down my throat, they go. Such delicious bananas. Load after load, I can always have another. Little lover boy loves me. He must. Why else would he bring me cock to swallow all day? I love swallowing cock all day. Who wouldn’t?

Bernard loved getting fucked by Dinnis. Feeling the entire length of his shaft rubbing its way through his innards; the eternity of that sensual agony once Dinnis had inserted his erection. Dinnis never came quickly and it could literally be hours and non-stop. Bliss for Bernard. Feeling that amorphous warmth as he ejaculated those massive amounts of Centaurian cum into him; stuffed him with that liquid joy. He loved how that cum would drip from his ass, or off of his lips, as Dinnis slid his spent and quivering meat, finally, all the way out.

It wasn’t the only the thing they ever did, but… one day in three it was.

This was the life.

Talk is talk, but then the talk got weird.

Also: Coach put something in the water.

So, then the talk became action.

Coach watched as his team all lost their minds to Lust and fucked each others’ brains out.

Coach was wise to the Company’s half-hearted warnings. He didn’t dare touch his tainted bois until a full couple of days had passed.

Then, he started commanding his bois like the cock hungry cum sluts the Tools had turned them into.

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.

I never saw this coming. I always went for older guys. I liked the ones that weren’t so bald, but then this one sprayed me at the mall, just trying to sell a fragrance. I was annoyed at first lol especially when he sprayed me a couple more times just as I tried to breathe again. Every spritz pissed me off even more, but then I realized who I was looking at. He was younger than I think I was interested in — and he certainly was more bald than I like. I could tell, because of that shirt he had on. I’m surprised the mall let him work in such a revealing outfit. But when I recognized this was the man I’m going to adore indefinitely, all that anger I felt over having some strange smell sprayed in my face had nothing to do with how much I was drooling to have a kiss from this man. I could tell he knew what I was feeling, because he smiled and beckoned me to follow. I never even noticed there was no kiosk. He had just been walking the path, looking for a Target.

I followed him home and threw away all my possessions, just like he asked. He threw my clothes and my jewelry into a separate bag and set it aside. He texted for a few minutes and made a phone call while I kept close to him. He grabbed my junk to tug on my loose shaft a couple times while he was thinking. I couldn’t understand what he was saying. I only heard words like “fuck him” and “horny”. I followed him to the bathroom where he stripped and let me see him naked, finally. I obeyed and did not touch him and he flexed and dangled himself inches from my face… and then we got in his shower together and he made sure we were all cleaned for tonight.

Then they started to arrive. The men he texted weren’t the only ones. They had friends, too. They all came in knowing one thing: I was inside and you could dump your load in whichever hole you could get your dick in. I wasn’t used to that, but I learned quickly. I mean, ever since I followed him home, I’ve been … yearning … to have … him … inside me … somehow… and when I saw his cock, I realized that was it. Every cock that pushed my holes open, I did my best to let him in me. The choking eventually stopped and I just gagged once in a while. Thick slimy spit was leaking from my face hole, letting every man rod slide so deep in my throat so fast. Bubbles of slime and cock shaft all flowing from my mouth as men fucked my rear hole without even caring what else was going on.

I got rest when the men stopped cumming, but couldn’t sleep without my lips around master’s penis. That’s the only way I knew his morning wood would go where it deserved, inside me. So happy to be broken of sleep by the thrusting of his cock to the back of my throat, and I started swallowing, him deep throat fucking my face to get us started for the day. A guy in my ass by the time he’s done feeding me my first load. Always another guy by the time the guy in the back is done and breeds me.

Kneel before me, you pathetic faggot. You didn’t suck my dick as I wanted last time… You hesitated to take it so deep that you will gag… You disobeyed my commands, so I figured out a good training for you. Just look into my eyes, and touch my pants. Can you feel my cock through the leather? Suck my fingers. Do you feel the taste of my cock on it? I will move them in… and out… each movement will relax you more and more, and each movement will be deeper and deeper… Just give in to the feeling, and sink deep for me…

Good boy… Now you are completely blank. Whenever I put my fingers or my cock into your mouth you will drop back instantly to this state… You will lose your personality for that time, but its a really tiny price for an obedient slut..