It’s True The Company Tools Have The Potential To Rewrite Men’s Minds, But The Success Of Their Use

I had him right where I wanted him. He was trapped in a boat with me in the middle of the lake. He relaxed and took some photos and I helped myself to his cock. He snapped a few shots while I slipped his shorts off him; and ultimately took a nice photo record of my descent into his cock slave.

Maybe this was actually his trap for me...

Initiation, they said. Finally, he just agreed to strip. He waded into the stream and turned around to see if that was satisfactory. Most of the guys were watching, but just standing there. After a moment, he asked how long he needed to stay out there for it to count as being done. Only one of the men called back, just saying he had to wait until they were ready. He sighed and just watched them, focus moving from man to man. The few who weren’t also watching him were setting up other aspects of camp, like the fire pit and cooking area, not just tents. Idly, as one of the guys bent over, he fondled himself, sort of a light scratch, but he had settled with his shaft sort of in his palm.

Suddenly, he realized more than one of the guys who had been simply standing there staring at him, were actually getting undressed, as well. He wondered if that meant everyone was about to give up on this silly initiation and join him in the water. He watched them intently, eyes taking in all the furry flesh he could, noting some of them … were more bald than others… He hadn’t properly recognized yet, but all the men staring at him were now naked, a bank of furry man flesh stood before him, and he was gently jerking himself, penis still flaccid. … but it began to grow.

He wondered why he was still just standing there, staring at all those dicks who were staring at him. A couple of them were stiff, already; the men gently stroking their erections as they stared at him. He could see the expectation and the hope in their eyes and posture. He didn’t consciously recognize it, but he saw their lust, as well. His penis was thicker than before, too large for just one palm, now, although still very limp. Rebalancing himself, he put his back foot ahead of him, effectively stepping closer to the cocks. More of them were erect, now. He could imagine the cocks as the perfect shape to fit inside holes; and he actively thought of his two holes and how those cocks would fit, in turn.

He wanted those cocks in holes; in his holes. His own cock was stretching out in front of him now, rigid but still swelling. He staggered another couple of steps forward, hands in the air at his sides for balance, eyes intently focus on penis, glancing back and forth between the lot of them, wanting them. Wanting them in him. His gaze settled on just one cock, anxiously lowering his head nearer an appropriate level, bracing his arms on his thighs as he leaned forward just slightly, drooling. Then he saw one of the men gesture, backing him from the water. He staggered forward again, but didn’t stop. The man who gestured was now holding out a hand, presenting his cock. He approached the cock, feeling he should touch it with his mouth. His arms swung clumsily at his sides as he slotted into position, shoving his first cock to the back of his mouth.

He choked, but didn’t try to withdraw. The hand reaching out for him was now cradling his skull, condoning if not holding him in position. Other hands were touching him, brushing down from his head, over his shoulders, through his hair, down his back, supporting him as they pulled his legs straight, hips in the air, ass presented as his face struggled with his new position on cock. Fingers helped work him open, wet and slippery, before the men progressed to their plan: spit roasting the new guy after they tricked him into standing in the water.

Something in the water had an effect on people, particularly on men. Their cocks might become erect indefinitely, but they would definitely suddenly have an insatiable hunger for man penis. His previous identity was all but gone and he would only yearn to be supplied with dick, impose himself on penis, drink unending loads of cum and never try to wear clothes ever again. Slave to cock and eternally hungry to be filled, holes loose and open, always ready to take the longest cocks to their root.

There was no proof a simple splash didn’t also affect men somehow, but any man that got a little wet from what the Target brought back to shore, never made much difference. Everyone knew they were probably fine and it must be something about prolonged or built up exposure; so while they didn’t worry about getting a little wet, they stayed the hell away from the water’s edge.

Any man that did the same as he did would end up just as used, a cum dump for the group that brought him in. They even had him clean up with bath later on, this time properly bathing in the stream. During the drive back, the new cum dump was always begging for at least one penis to suck. After several men, they had learned if you just give him a penis to suckle, he goes right to sleep for the whole trip and if you need to you can cum right in his throat. He’ll probably drink it down without even waking up.

He smiles at me before he thrusts my skull down over his stiff rod. I was his boss for a couple of years, but he changed all that. I didn’t have much regard for the guy, but he was assigned to work under me and I gave him all the shit in the world to make sure it got done right. That’s all I cared about. Well, I lost that job, but he filled it, so there’s plenty of money being made. It all started the day he gave me a gift of appreciation. It seemed like bullshit, but he’d either been really lucky or did his research, because I couldn’t resist eating it. Little did I know, he’d laced it with sufficient doses of the Company Tools that not long afterward, he ordered me to get in his car and I immediately obeyed. It just seemed … right…. When he told me to do something, I just did it.

I got in his car, I sat quietly for the ride, I got out of the car, I entered his house, I followed him to my new room, I shed all my belongings and he fitted me with my first plugs, one in each of my holes. Each day, he traded them out for slightly longer ones; thus he taught me to take cocks the size he was going to start thrusting into me. He only had the one, himself, of course, but he had friends. Every weekend, I was the cum dump for his parties. The rest of the week, I was his cum guzzling cock worshipper every morning. So glad he taught me that. I beg him for every chance to worship cock and he’s so good to me, he gives me what I crave.

He smiles down at me as I begin or continue to drool; and then his cock goes into my depths, pounding into my throat until I’m drinking his cum, like a good boy. He lets me worship his cock for the cum and then goes about his day while I hunger for permission to continue

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.

It’s a boy’s duty to please his daddy whenever he’s told.

He joined this meeting, because he thought his expertise was crucial to negotiation

He wasn’t aware he had been Targeted

Repeatedly, he was easily convinced to relax, remove his clothes, and let the two men stretch him open

They cum in him and he thinks he’s finished obeying

But when their cocks leave him empty, he gets on his knees to have them fill him up again

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.

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