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Derek Bolt with Sean Maygers in “Vice” (RSS, 2018)

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Adeolu Osibodu

I went to the club with my buddies to dance and get some chicks laid. I put my best clothes on, met my friends, jumped into a cab, and headed to the party. I grabbed a drink or two and invaded the dancefloor. Damn those chicks were dressed like sluts, like they were ready to take my dick. I found myself next to the stage, where the hottest girls used to dance. I looked up, and I saw two guys half naked. They were wearing trackies. Okay, I know this was not a dress code party, but come on, you are not in the gym. I looked up looking for chicks, but there weren’t on the stage. Only this two chav standing and staring at me. I looked into their eyes, and then the lights started flashing. I saw something in their eyes. A light. So stunning. So fascinating. I stopped dancing and I stared at them. They mezmerised me with their look. Now those trackies doesn’t seemed to be silly on the party. They had the hottest dress in the room. They had beautiful bodies and muscles. The line of their cocks seemed perfectly through the shiny trackies, and the lights were dancing on the silky fabric. They were so hot. And I just stood there, staring at them. My hands started to move to touch their silky trackie, to feel them on my skin. I saw their sneakers. I couldn’t resist, but I kissed them. And licked also. My friends were looking awkward at me, but at that point I didn’t care of them, nor the chicks. The two guy looked down at me and smiled. Actually that was an evil grin, like they would said eachother: “We got him”. I stopped with the shoe licking and I looked up to them again. They were bulging in their trackies. My mouth ran dry. I wanted to kiss their bulge. I wanted to suck them so badly. But wait a minute… What am I doing? I came here to get chicks laid and not to worship two scally lads, and go totally gay. They saw me hesitating. They both gathered their spit, and they spat it on my face. One was landing on my mouth, the other on my nose. I looked up to them, in the eyes. And there came the lights again. I was lost. I openes me mouth to swallow their spit. It was a gift from them. The guys laughed, waved with their hands to me to follow them to the backstage. And I followed them. That was the best experience of my life, worshipping them in their trackies and sucking them behind the stages. That was the last time I met my friends. Since then I live with this two guy, serving and worshipping them. And I love it.

From the episode, “The Crime Computer (1968)”

Sexy, bound & helpless. (An old favorite)

Freddie Stroma dancing & having fun.

Re programming setting in.

Hypnosprayed into an obedient hypnoslave.

Angel Garza

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