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Brandon, a 28 year old banker and self professed straight acting gym bunny, stepped into the restaurant and looked around for the gorgeous face he had seen on the dating app just a few hours earlier.  From across the room, he saw a square jawed 20-something wave.  He ventured over and introduced himself.  Jared, the guy he had met online about 4 hours before, was muscular, very muscular.  Brandon didn’t think he was a slouch but this guy was like a brick shithouse!  Brandon’s look must have gave him away and Jared explained.

What? You want the stats… 6’1”, 225, 45”, 34”, 8.5” cut.

Brandon laughed and apologized.

He sat down at the table and they each ordered a beer and an appetizer to share.  Dinner was going exceptionally well and Brandon discovered that not only was Jared a total jock and gym junkie but they shared some similar fetishes as well.  Towards the end of dinner, Brandon offered up a nightcap at his place just a few blocks away.  Jared agreed and jokingly warned him that he didn’t have a safe word. Brandon laughed and thought to himself, yeah, everyone says that…

The two boys walked out the door of the hole in the wall establishment and began walking towards Brandon’s apartment.  Free of the prying ears of the restaurants, Jared inquired.

So, what kind of kink are you into?

Brandon laughed a little.

If it’s kinky I’m pretty into it. There isn’t much I won’t do except brown and yellow.

Jared laughed loudly.

Yeah I don’t get that at all.  I’m very open minded, like I said, no safe words here.

Oh really? Brandon replied.

I’m no pussy, I’m all about getting my limits pushed.  Especially by a fucking stud like you.

We will see about that, Brandon said.

So you’re going to suck my dick tonight. Jared inquired with a laugh.

Brandon just laughed and looked slyly at the massive man in front of him.

As they walked into Brandon’s apartment, he offered Jared a beer and he quickly accepted.  Both boys were about 5 or 6 bottles in at this point and hormones were just starting to bubble over the top.

Jared sucked the beer down as Brandon walked out of the bathroom after breaking the seal.  Jared pulled his shirt off and unbuttoned his pants, dropping them to his ankles.  Brandon could see that Jared’s well chiseled thighs had a nice covering of dark hair and that his cock and balls were obviously well manicured.  Jared was wearing the tiniest of Jockey black briefs.  His dick was already starting to strain against the fabric.

Brandon stripped his shirt off and unbuttoned his cargo shorts.  Jared seized the opportunity and grabbed the shorts and thrust them down Brandon’s nice muscular legs.

I’m a little sweaty, I hope you don’t mind. Brandon said.

Mind, fuck no, that just makes you that much hotter.  Jared huffed.

Brandon threw Jared down on the bed behind him and began grinding his own still fabric encapsulated cock into Jared’s.  As the two boys thrust together, Jared began grunting and moaning.

You don’t get off that easy. Brandon whispered.

I’m all your’s. Said Jared.

Take your shorts off and lay down on the bed, I’ll be right back. Said Brandon with a smirk.

Jared did as told and Brandon grabbed a footlocker from under the nearby nightstand.  He grabbed a few items out of the footlocker and laid them out on the dresser.

Brandon walked back over to the bed and laid down on top of Jared who was now lightly thrusting into the navy bedsheets from sheer horniness.  Brandon grinded his cock deep into Jared’s ass crack as he put his hand over Jared’s mouth and wrenched his neck back.

So, no safe word huh? I find that hard to believe. Brandon uttered.

Push me, push me hard.  Whatever you want, I’m down. I’m just so fucking horny. Jared managed to get out through Brandon’s fingers still covering his mouth.

Well get your ass up and sit down over here in this chair. Brandon directed.

Jared got up from the bed and made his way to the arm chair near the bed.  Brandon planted his mouth on Jared’s once he had sat down and grasped his cock and balls in his hand and squeezed.

Well we are going to push your limits tonight for sure.

Brandon grabbed a roll of saran wrap from the dresser and wrapped Jared’s veiny arms to the arms of the chair.  He did the same thing with the jock’s legs, securing him to the chair fully.

You think this is going to hold me? Jared asked quizzically.

No. Brandon quickly retorted as he reached and grabbed the roll of black duct tape from the dresser.

Brandon began wrapping Jared’s arms to the chair arms tightly and repeating the actions with his legs.

That should hold you.  Brandon stated.

Jared strained against his restraints but made no headway.

So fucking hot, now what, suck my cock? Jerk me off? Jared asked.

Something like that.

Brandon poured some lube in his hand and began to work Jared’s extremely hard cock.  He rubbed the lube over Jared’s gigantic ballsack and licked the inside of the man jock’s legs.  He could smell the musk of the day’s sweat emanating from Jared’s junk.

Oh God, make me cum. Jared uttered.

Oh no, we are just getting started. Brandon stated matter of factly.

Oh yeah? Jared asked.

Brandon reached over to the dresser and grabbed a clear plastic bag and a large rubber band.  As he started to open the bag, Jared got a nervous look on his face.

Wh-what’s that for? Jared asked.

This is going to go on your head and this rubber band is going to hold it in place while I jerk your cock and suck on your balls.  The goal is to be able to concentrate on cumming enough that you can get off before you run out of air.  Brandon offered up.

I’ve never done anything like that but I’m game, let’s do it. It’s just a bag, I’ll bite through it before I suffocate. Jared said with a chuckle.

Bite through the bag and you won’t like the consequence. Brandon smirked.

Jared had a nervous look again as the bag slid down over his head and Brandon placed the rubber band around his neck.  Brandon could see the hot as fuck jock inside the bag looking around trying to understand his situation.  His hard cock still pointing upward was now gripped in Brandon’s head and Jared was making soft moans as he started to breathe his limited air.  The bag had a fair amount of air in it but Jared’s inexperience with breath play was causing him to use it up quite fast.  The sweat that was gathering on his face was pulling the plastic closer and nearly gluing the plastic to his face.

Brandon continued working Jared’s cock as Jared began shaking his head and asking to have the bag taken off.

OK, please take the bag off Brandon.  I can’t breathe. I mean I really can’t breathe. Jared managed to get out.

Nope, you need to cum if you want that bag off of your head. Otherwise it stays put. Brandon said with a bit of a menace.

Man, come on! Jared said while clenching his brow and shaking his head trying to get the plastic unfastened from his nose.

Realizing that Brandon was not going to comply, Jared immediately began trying to suck the bag into his mouth so he could bite a hole and get some air.

Don’t do it. Brandon said.

Jared ignored Brandon’s warning and began grinding his teeth on the bag until he felt the fresh air rush in as he sucked hard.

Brandon looking half amused and half annoyed, reached up and pulled the rubber band off from around Jared’s neck.  He then lifted the sweaty bag off of Jared’s head.  Jared heaving from his lack of oxygen and extremely worked up cock looked up at Brandon.

Please, please just let me cum.  I am so fucking hard! Jared exclaimed.

Oh, I plan on letting you cum but you didn’t listen to my warning. Brandon said slyly.

Anything just please let me cum. Jared said with a light bit of exhaustion in his voice.

Brandon went back over to the dresser and grabbed another plastic bag and the duct tape that he had used to secure Jared to the chair.

He turned around and Jared immediately saw what he had.

Again?  Wait, what’s the tape for? Jared quizzed.

Well here’s what’s going to happen.  I am going to take this tape and I’m going to wrap it around your head, taping your fucking mouth shut, so that you can’t chew through any more bags.  Then, I’m going to put a plastic bag on your head and I’m going to take the duct tape and tape it around your neck tightly.  You will have the air to breathe in the bag and that’s it.  I am going to continue to work on your cock some more and attempt to make you cum that big fucking load you are hiding.  The challenge is going to be whether you pass out from lack of oxygen or cum first. Got it?

I don’t know about that… I mean… what if… Jared looked concerned but before he could protest any further, Brandon was wrapping Jared’s lower jaw and mouth in saran wrap.

Please, please, just finish jerking me off, I’ve had enough… Jared said through a few layers of plastic.

I’m sorry bro, you said no safe word, so I’m gonna stick with that. Brandon returned as he began wrapping the black duct tape around Jared’s now plastic wrapped lower head.  When he was finished everything from Jared’s upper lip to neck line was covered in plastic and duct tape.  Jared couldn’t make a sound if he tried.

Jared had an extreme look of panic on his face but his cock was still hard, partially from hormones and partially from adrenaline.  Brandon grabbed the plastic bag and slid it over Jared’s head ceremoniously showing the tape to Jared before he sealed him in his predicament.  He wrapped the tape securely around the boy’s neck and ripped it off the roll with his teeth. Jared, now fully encased in plastic and tape had very little air and a fully hard cock.  This was going to be interesting.

Brandon put his lips down around Jared’s cock and began licking the tip, massaging the boy’s balls to work the cum up and out.  Up top, Jared was attempting to protest through his tape gag and bag but all that was heard was muffled sounds of either pleasure or pain, Brandon wasn’t sure which one.  Brandon gripped Jared’s cock firmly and began pumping the cock hard hoping to work the boy right to the edge.  The bag by this time was nearly depleted of air and was no clinging to Jared’s forehead and starting to cling to his nose.  Full on panic was setting in as he struggled against the tape on his arms and shook his head to attempt to get the plastic off of his nose.  The more he struggled the more sweat he built up and the more the plastic stuck to him.  Just as he felt hopeless and thought the end was near, he felt the cum building up in his sack and the orgasm building in his shaft.  He could surely hold on for a few more seconds and then Brandon would take the bag off.  As he began to cum and spurt his load into Brandon’s mouth, the sense of panic returned four fold and he wanted out of the bag BAD.

Brandon having done his duty and now with a fully engorged cock of his own stood up, watching the writhing sexy beast of a boy tied in the chair, bagged and taped.

I’m gonna cum on your chest and face now, so try not to pass out until I’m done ok… Brandon said, pumping his 8” cock.

Jared tried to make out a scream but nothing could escape his plastic head prison.  He could see flashes and lights in his vision and knew he was ready to pass out.

Brandon watched as the bag sucked tight to Jared’s face and he though what the hell, I might as well help him get to the finish.  Brandon took his hand and pressed it up over Jared’s taped mouth and nose and whispered.

I’m not taking it off, so just let go.  If you’re lucky, I’ll take it off after you pass out.

At that moment Jared’s head bobbed several times and the bag stopped moving.  Brandon sprayed his load all over the boy’s chest and reached up and ripped the bag open so his newfound toy didn’t die.  A moment later, Jared came around to find Brandon wiping his cum off of Jared’s chest and cutting the restraints from Jared’s arms and legs.  The bag and tape which had encased his face, now gone, revealing a sweaty red faced square jawed jock again.

Whoa, bro, that was fun.  Holy shit, where did you learn to do that? Jared asked.

Practice makes perfect but you were pretty fun, naïve and all.  No safe words right? Brandon smiled.

Yeah, no safe words… Jared said.

Why don’t you go jump in the shower and I’ll join you, I have a pair of cuffs in the bathroom and to be honest, I could use a blowjob now. Brandon said with a sly demeanor.

#user18827 commented: fuuuck yeah tickle milking!! 🥛🪶

Brandon and Ashton were strapped down on seperate tables, side-by-side, spreadeagle and naked under the glare of the cameras transmitting their ordeal to pervs around the world. Each brother groaned and grunted into a big ball-gag as men stood at both ends of each table tickling their stretched out pits with wiggling, wriggling fingers, and their vulnerable feets with fluttery, scritchy feathers.

#user46684 commented: mmm yesss tickle Ashton's feets, they look sooo fucking tasty 🤤

#user7226 commented: aww, hehe, wats wrong Brando? Ticklish, big boi? 😇😈

Both brothers squirmed violently and snorted with furious, unhappy laughter — and all as the milking machines pumped and slurped away on their throbbing cocks, which were jutting straight up in the air, spurting repeatedly, unwillingly surrendering every load to the mechanical cum-guzzler.

#user72355 commented: MILK THEM MILK THEM MILK THEM 🤠

#user822 commented: Grrr what a fine pair of bulls! 🐮🐮

#user957 commented: bet their balls are SO full of CREAM 😋

#user23 commented: PLS I WANT BOTTLE OF LIL BROS DAIRY 🥵

'Grrrrngh, ngh, ngh, nggggh, uuuuugh...' Brandon's teeth clamped firmly around his gag as he tried to endure the silky slippery sensation of the pump sliding up and down on his tender meat, while fingers scurried through his pit hair and feathertips poked and slithered between his toes. WTF WTF WTF?! He couldn't comprehend what was happening to him — let alone his younger brother. He turned his head to see Ashton moaning and shaking his head in distress... the pump juddering up and down on his dick... oh fuck... fuck, no, no, not Ashton, please... you sick bastards, YOU SICK FREAKS, LET MY BROTHER GO, PLEASE, DON'T DO THIS TO HIM, UUUGH...

'Unngh, ungh, ungh, ungh, uuugh, uggh, annngh...' Ashton cringed and angrily puffed his cheeks, frantically shaking his head, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, oh god, fuck, someone help, don't do this, I don't wanna cum, please, stop, stop tickling me, please, no, not my feet, aaaah, gaaaah, haaahahahaha, no, NO, NOOOOOO! He looked across at Brandon, powerless to save him, bucking and jolting on the table beside him as he was tickled senseless. He saw a thick load of white gloop being sucked through a tube from the pump on his big bro's cock... and then felt his own dick ejaculate and looked down to see an even thicker, whiter load oozing through the tube from his pump. Eww fuck, how could anyone "mik" them like this? It was gross, weird, disguting, degrading, humiliating, and seriously fucked-up! But still he couldn't stop himself cumming...

#user61 commented: Ooof that's it boys, keep spurting, give up EVERY load 😈

#user38091 commented: such horny lads, can't stop cumming their str8 boy brains out 😏

#user112 commented: and so TICKISH too 👀

#user5617 commented: God their feet look so delicious, bet they taste amazing 👅😜

#user112 commented: *ticklish 😅

The men found that Brandon's pits were most ticklish, while Ashton's feets were more ticklish. The more they finger-fucked big bro's pits and stroked feathers up and down lil bro's soles, the more each brother spurted and produced, each filling their respective tanks with gooey creamy nut as thousands of men watched and enjoyed the deviant spectacle. The livestream continued until both tanks were filled to the brim (Ashton's filled first), at which point ten lucky viewers were chosen at random to recieve a batch of jars of each brother's dairy.

#user908 commented: fucking YESS, cant wait! 🤩

#user14 commented: haha, lucky bastard, what u gonna do with it 🤔

#user908 commented: Brandon's milk in my morning coffee, Ashton's milk on my cereal 🥛

#user446 commented: Imma be using Ashton's milk as a yoghurt substitute m8 🍓

#user600 commented: mmm bet it would taste great in a donut 🍩

#user56 commented: u should try Brando's sauce in a burger, wud be so hot 🍔

#user446 commented: fuck yeah I will, thx! 🤤

#user94 commented: one of u lucky sod's care to share? 🥺🙏

"How's he doing?" He asked me as Matthew worked me in his mouth.

"Great," I said, heart racing. "Really great."

"Good. You've done good out there this week, consider this a little extra bonus," He said as the sounds of a wet mouth filled the room.

I watched as my boss pulled out his cock right in front of me and then started stroking. It was thicker than I expected it to be. I don't know what I imagined it to look like, I didn't see many dicks besides porn, I guess.

Matthew had always treated me like his little brother on the job site and I had a little bro crush on him but I never expected to have his lips around me. He was always looking out for me and making sure the other guys didn't bust my balls too much. He was married with three kids, straight, as far as I could tell. But now seeing the way he's enjoying himself made think otherwise. He was always looking out for me and making sure the other guys didn't bust my balls too much.

"God, I've wanted to suck you," he said pulling off and looking up at me. "You taste fucking great too."

"Oh," I replied, not knowing how to respond and giving him an awkward smile.

When my boss asked me to meet him at his hotel room I hesitated. Since we were out of our normal area we were all staying a few nights. I knew I wouldn't get fired if I didn't show up but I also knew I should say yes to stay on his good side. When I walked in Matthew was there without his shirt and porn was playing, nothing too extreme, just some girl giving her 'boyfriend' head in a car.

Alan, my boss, asked if I wanted to hang and have a drink or two like it was nothing. I was a bit nervous but I was intrigued. Was this what straight guys do away from home, I wondered? Matthew kept scratching the front of his shorts and it didn't take long before Alan got hot and also had his shirt off. I got hard as I heard the moaning from the porn and the first beer took the edge and nerves off. I did my best to hide it but my dick wasn't exactly small so there were only so many places it could go.

"You need help?" Matthew asked sitting down on the bed next to me.

He he put his hand on my leg and squeezed and rubbed it. I looked back and forth between him and Alan, my boss had a slight grin and looked like he wondered what I'd say.

"I, uh, I'm not sure what you mean," I stumbled over my words.

"Just get it out, I'll show you what I mean," Matthew said with a smirk.

I took a deep breath and watched as my boss moved his hand to the front of his shorts and squeezed. I didn't think much more, I had to act before I chickened out. I opened my fly and pulled down my underwear. I didn't care what exactly he wanted to do, I was horny and it had been a few days since I had gotten off.

Matthew took hold of it right away. I watched as he slowly played with it and took the sight of it in.

He looked up at me and chuckled. "Nice cock," he told me.

Before I could say anything he leaned over and put it in his mouth and I moaned without thinking, letting out a big sigh. He was good at it, way better than most others I had ever had. His mouth was warm and wet, his hand squeezed and moved with every pass. He held my balls and moved his mouth up and down me slowly, putting just the right amount of suction with his mouth.

It was hard not to think about his wife, she was hot, I had met her a few times at company events. Kind of made my dick harder, knowing he had her but he still wanted my dick in his mouth too. She had nice big tits and a cute slim body. I thought about what she would look like standing in front of me right now, watching as her husband expertly sucked my cock. I don't know if I was more turned on by the idea of her watching or the fact that Matthew, my work mate, was making me feel amazing.

Matthew pulled off my shorts and threw them aside. He continued to expertly service my dick. He didn't hold back and went all the way down to the base, felt his nose press against my body and his warm breath all over my crotch. He pulled off and started sucking on my balls, pushing his face between my dick and the two of them as he let out satisfied noises.

"You doing good?" Alan asked and walked closer, kicking off his shorts, completely naked now. "I know this is a lot, I want to make sure you're okay. Matt and I have been doing this for a while and thought you might want to join."

"Yeah, I'm cool," I said, feeling amazing with Matthew on my dick.

"Good," Alan smiled. "Glad to hear."

He got down on his knees and pushed Matthew off me and took over. Matthew sat back and ran his hand up and down my body and smiled, he looked happy, full of contentment to have gotten to do what he was doing.

"You got a great cock. I'll suck at any time you want me to, kid," he said.

'Kid' was what he always called me, unless the other guys were around. It was his way of telling me he was looking out for me and also that we were friends. I've really looked up to him, he knew his shit, had his life together, and everyone liked working and being around him.

I reached over and pushed my hand into his shorts. I felt his dick, hard as could be, and his pre covered all around and now my hand. I grabbed it and squeezed it as he looked me right in the eye, mouth slightly open. It was intense, like he needed this, needed me to touch him.

Matthew undid his shorts and pushed them down, his dick was thick, and his foreskin had moved down where most of the head of his cock was showing. I was horny, and Alan kept me that way with his mouth I didn't care anymore, I just gave in and leaned over and sucked on the tip of my best work mate's cock.

"Oh fuck, kid," he moaned as I tasted him.

His pre was sweeter than I thought it would be, good thing too because he has a lot. I worked the top of his dick the best I could as he ran his hand up and down my back and through my hair. It took a deep breath, smelling him. It was familiar, a mixture between whatever cologne he wore and his sweat.

I had sucked my buddy's dick in secondary school so it wasn't my first time but I definitely wasn't as good as him and Alan seemed to be. I did my best, wanting to solidify my position with the two of them. Sure, I was still into girls but obviously so were they.

"Slow down, I'm not going to last," Matthew told me and pushed me off.

Hearing that was hot, knowing that I can make him cum so quickly. I felt like he was really into me and again knowing what his wife looked like, that is as a big compliment.

I held on to his dick but didn't stroke it. He sat back and looked into my eyes as I had him in my grip. Alan pulled off and gave himself a break.

"How far you good with?" Alan asked me, he sat between my legs.

"I don't know, pretty far," I said confidently, I was feeling less nervous and more empowered with every minute that passed. "What next?" I asked.

"Matt doesn't really bottom, but I wouldn't mind sitting on you," my boss said as he stroked his own dick.

I was enjoying my time with them, why would I say no to that? Their warm mouths made me so freaking horny I really didn't have reservations at this point.

Alan had me move up onto the vet as he grabbed a bottle of lube from his bag and smeared it into his crack. He got on his knees and moved up until he was hovering up over my lap. Matthew smirked and grabbed hold of my cock and held it straight up for Alan as he sat down.

I felt the tip of my cock push against him and then pop right inside, he was tight and smooth, my dick felt amazing as he slowly worked down on it. I got a nice close up of his dick, he was hard as he could get. Alan was definitely experienced, it took my old girlfriend four times as long to get just the first few inches before he was sitting on my lap.

His body was much bigger than any girl, his legs strong, his ass wrapped around me. Matthew was laying next to me, playing with my balls as our boss began to ride my cock and moan as he did.

"Good, huh?" Matthew asked.

"I've done anal before," I felt like defending my sexual experience.

"I'm sure, but Alan's ass, it's good. I fucking love it," Matthew said touching the base of my cock as our boss again to pound himself down on me.

"Oh, fuck," I grunted as bliss rushed over me.

Matthew smirked as I closed my eyes for a second. I felt his hand go back to my balls and then lower, and then even lower. I let him do it, I felt his fingers brush in my hole. God, it felt nice, I didn't do that often but it was already way better having him do it.

I heard Matthew lick his fingers and then bring them back to my ass and start playing with my hole as Alan enjoyed riding on top of me. I thought about what it would feel like to have sex with him, have him looking into my eyes as he pushed inside like he does his wife.

What a fucking weird thought, it was just my horniness talking, I told myself. But his body, in mine? His fat cock joining us together.

"Fuck! I'm going to blow!" I yelled, it brought me to the edge.

I was so lost on the idea of it all I didn't even realize why my ass felt so great, Matthew had pushed two fingers in my and was massaging my prostate and inches from my face staring at me.

"Cum, it's okay, Al doesn't care," he said softly to me.

I turned and pushed my face into his and began kissing him, I felt my cock expand as I shot inside my boss. Matthew didn't back away, instead pushed his lips harder into mine. My whole body was on fire and Alan had begun to cum and I felt it starting to coat my chest and stomach.

I felt our tongues move together, his wet mouth tasted amazing and I feared my crush for him was growing to something new. I felt like my orgasm wouldn't end as we made out, my dick didn't even go down by the time Alan got off.

"Get on your knees," I told Matthew and began to suck him hard and deep.

I needed to make him unload, I had nothing else on my mind but to get his load out of him and please this married older dude that just sucked me, fingered me and made out with me.

"Gooood, yes!" He moaned and I felt the first shot fill my mouth. "Swallow, I want you to swallow me," he said as he kept cumming.

I did, I wanted it, wanted him. Alan was watching as i serviced my coworker and had lost my fucking mind. I drained him, loving the fact that I could do that for him. This shit was awesome.

"Glad you came over? Hope you don't have post clarity nut or anything," Alan said as Matthews cock fell out of my mouth.

"Naw, I'm good," I said and fell back into the bed, taking a moment.

"Yeah, he's good," Matthew said and patted my chest.

I never thought he’d let me do it, but when I found his gay porn stash on his laptop I built up the courage to ask.

“I’m going to miss this when you go back next week,” he said as he watched me work.

“You’re telling me! Jeremy won’t let me suck his cock anymore cuz he’s back with his girlfriend,” I told him.

“Oh no, buddy. We know better don’t we? Girls don’t get in the way of us guys,” Dad said as I slobbered all over him.

“Well you tell my roommate that,” I said smiling up at him.

“Download an app, bud. College is where you should be doing the most,” he said as he slowly humped into my mouth.

“You should download an app,” I suggest back to him as I rubbed his balls on my face.

“Naw, it’s you or your mom. I don’t have time chasing shit,” he chuckled.

I stopped talking for a little while and went back down on him, pushing him to the back of my throat. He was right, this was the best bonding a father could do with a son. I hoped others understood what I got to experience with my own father and did it with theirs too. I loved satisfying the dick that made me and thanking him for bringing me into the world.

“Okay, bud. You’re going to make me cum. You want to swallow, yeah?” He asked.

“Of course,” I replied and sucked harder and faster. “Give me you cum, Dad!” I moaned on the end of his cock.

“Oh fuck, bubba. Swallow all of me, okay?” He said and pushed up into my mouth. “Fuck, son!”

His creamy load shot in my mouth and I gripped his sack in my hand. The sweet flavor of my father filled my mouth and I gulped down, knowing he’d give me more.

“My perfect kid, suck on me, goddamn,” he moaned. “Thank you, buddy. You’re so freaking good of me.”

I let my father unload in my mouth as I kept swallowing and made him a part of me. I loved this feeling, nothing was like it. Even Jeremy, who has a great cock, didn’t compare to my Dad. I felt my own load building up as I pumped my dick in my hand.

I moved into a new town, a new job and a new life. I wanted to start over, but all of that changed when I found my new roomate. Mike, 22, chronically obsessed with the gym, playing soccer and what matters most, broke. He was looking for a room mate, to basically pay rent while he spents all of his money on his body, and his athletic carrer. I simply couldnt resist. I saved so much money throughout my life, that I could sustain that flat, pretending to be an office worker, when in fact, I use my time to take over mens minds and having my way with their bodies and their bank accounts. I tried to hide my desire in front of him, but somehow, he saw right through me. It must have been the way I was looking at him working out, or maybe he realized I was going through his stuff. One day, he confronted me, got angry, calling me a faggot. Still, he didnt kick me out, instead, he even teased me more and more, but got angry with me when he caught me looking. I needed him, to obey me, soon. One day, he joined me in the living room, wearing his soccer kit, while I was warching TV. "What you doing here, fag." He grunted, snatched the remote from my hands and made space for him on the sofa. "Watching TV." I mumbled when he shoved me aside with his body, so I was now on the edge of the sofa. "Not anymore" He smiled for a second, before giving me an annoyed look. I believed, wasnt it for my money, he would have got rid of me ages ago. But he needed me, and I wanted him.

I took my phone, unlocked it, and went to a specific app. A wonderful little thing I came across a year ago. It lets me remote control any phone with this installed, sending signals, images, electronic impulses through the device. While he was showering, I prepared his phone, just waiting for the perfect moment. I wanted him so bad, seeing him in his kit, his thick dick bulging already, and his muscles testing the limits of the shirts fabric. With one little click, I sent a push up note to his phone, a small little message, disguised as a Instagram notification. Mike took his phone, and with a smirk, opened it. Right when he clicked on the note, his screen turned dark, before a spiral appeared all over the screen, dozen of colors, spinning, turning, sucking him deeper and deeper. He instantly froze, his body tensed, and his eyes grew wide. "What the fuuuck" He said, stretching the last word.

I could tell he was hooked right away. Ive seen that countless times before. Those men, strong and buff, are mostly weak minded. Easy to manipulate. "A pretty little thing isnt it" I said, moving a little closer to him. Mike moved his head as to look at me, but something made him look into the beautiful spiral. "It...is." He nodded slowly, still focused on his phone. With one press lf a button, I activated the second function of the app, letting it send low electric impulses through his hands and later, his entire body. Mikes body twitched shortly, once, twice, the phone firm in his hand. I love seeing men like that, their body getting encouraged to tense, to grow bigger, and so did his. At first, his biceps grew larger, followed by his pecs, chest and abs. Theyre now extremely visible through the shirt, and his nipples pierce through it as well. My eyes wandered down his beautiful body, to his pulsating dick. It moved, left to right, up and down, dancing, wanting me to grab it. But I needed to be careful. I place a hand on his shoulder, and lean in.

"Mike, can you hear me?" I said, and he nodded. "Yes." He started drooling slightly. "Good boy. Then listen to me. I want you to go even deeper, deeper into your mind. Let go of your physical form, let your body obey me, follow my every order." I said, intensifying the grip on his shoulder. For a second it seemed like it wasnt working, until he leaned his head back, moaning quietly. Mike closed his eyes, before his head suck down to his chest. "Heads up, boy." I said, and slowly, he did. I watched him, sitting there, drooling, his cock still twitching and his well formed body pressing against his clothes.

I couldnt help myself, but start to touch him. I placed my hands on his chest, stroking him harder and harder, while he looks into the void, his normally bright eyes now dull and vacant. "So good." I chuckled nervously. Better than I imagined. "Lean Back." I ordered. "Yes." Mike said like a robot and rested his back against the sofa while I kept touching his wondeful chest. I could tell he enjoyed it, partly by the derpy smile spreading across his lips, and his cock tenting inside his shorts. "I want more." I ran a hand through my hair, thinking want to do next. "Take your socks off." I grabbed his hard cock, before he reached for his feet as I got up.

"Very good." I smiled, and kneeled down. As Mike sat there, I fondled with his big thighs, tracing the outlines of his tatto with a finger before grabbing his cock some more. It was already leaking quite alot, a wet spot spreading through the thin fabric his shorts. "You like it, faggot?" I said angrily, channeling hid anger towards me. "Yes." He drooled harder while I began to move my hand up and down his massive cock. Mike started to moan loudly, again and again. "Fuck." I removed myself, got up and motioned for him to do the same.

"Take that shirt off." I pulled at it, and watched him, slowly undressing himself.

"Very good boy, indeed." I said, and took a step closer, placing both of my hands at his thick oecs again, before playing with his cute nipples. "Freeze." Mikes body tensed again, all of his muscles reacting to my every touch. I began to touch him again, firmly, with my hands emcompassing all of his upper body. My hands ran up and down his pecs, abs and even higher to his neck. I felt his shoulders, his firm biceps and back to his beautiful chest, but when I looked into his eyes, I could tell he was slowly gaining conciousness again. "No." My whole body was shaking, and I panicked for a second, before I saw his phone still lying on the sofa.

I took it, and handed it to him. "Mike, look at the pretty spiral again." He nodded and looked at his phone again.

I needed to do something. And there was one thing I could do. I picked up my phone, opened the app, and clicked on the electrical impulse button, this time, I increased the frequency and power of the pulse. Mikes whole body got stiff and rigid, while shaking slightly. "Can you hear me, Mike?" I said nervously, and after a few seconds, he opened his mouth again. "Yes." I sighed. "Good. Now. You will go even deeper, let go of your struggles, let me tell you what to do. Let your body be my slave." I said, and with that last word, he closed his eyes and the phone dropped to the floor. I walked around him and hugged him from behind, letting my hard cock grind on his tight hole through his shorts. I needed to restrain myself or otherwise Id have shot a load right then and there.

"Take them off." I moaned loudly, pressing my crotch against his arse. Slowly, Mike moved his hands and managed to pull them down without falling over.

Now just in his boxers, he stood there, drooling and his cock leaking more and more, staining his tight white boxers with precious precum. From behind, I grabbed his erect cock and played with it, jerking him off while he let out moan after moan. I felt myself leaking now too. "Kneel." I whispered into his ear, and without another word, he did. Enjoying the sight if my cocky roomate on his knees, I walked around, positioning my throbbinh cock right in front of his soft face.

"Pull my pants down" I smirked and watched him grab my waist, and slip his fingers inside my pants. Tenderly, he pulled it down, causing my cock to bounce, making me chuckle. I never imagined him sucking me off, and right now, I could live that fantasy. "Worship my cock, boy." I touched myself before he leaned in, kissing it, licking it, touching it passionately. Mike steadied himself against my thighs and went all in.

I shot a load prematurely, the thick liquid pressing through the thin fabric. Instantly, Mike sucked it off, before fondling with my dick again. "Good boy, now, suck." I grabbed my cock, and felt him pull my boxers down. At first, my wet dick slapped him roughly, flushing his face with color, but he didnt mind. In a second, he took all of me inside his mouth and started to suck me off. And it felt good, so good, like fucking the perfect mouth, and even though he claimed to be straight, he must have done this before. Mike knew how to push my buttons, how to move his mouth, and how not to gag with my cock inside him.

It didnt take long for me to reach my limits, but before he could finish me, I pulled out. Just in time for me to cum all over his face. It spread all over his face, he flinched and groaned. The second one erupted towards hos bare chest, covering him in my sticky cum. Again and again, I shot another load, covering him fully. "Fuuuuck." I moaned trying my best to control myself. As soon as I went dry, I stroked Mikes face, his neck and chest, rubbing my cum into his skin. "Like that." I pet him playfully while he just nods.

His eyes rolled back for a second before a derpy smile spread across his face again. "Get up." I said, and he did. I could tell he enjoyed it too, by the massive wet patch all around his still throbbing dick. "Are you done?" I touched his neck, and his dick. To my surprise, he shook his head. "Follow me then." I lead him into my bedroom, and sat down on the bed, motioning for him to join me. Turning him around, I hugged him from behind again, one arm on his chest, the other around his neck.

"Now for the finale." I breathed down his neck, choking him slightly. Mike didnt fight back, he took a deep breath, awaiting my commands.

"Everytime I touch you, you will get hard. Your body will crave my touch, crave a release by my hand, my will." I said, stroking him lovingly while choking him. I managed to pull his wet cock out of his briefs, causing him to groan breathlessly. "You can touch yourself, play with yourself, nothing will make you cum. And once the pressure gets too high, you will get back into this state, and follow my orders." I said, tightening my grib. Instinctevly, he grabbed his own cock with both of his hands, trying to make him cum but nothing happened. "Do you understand me?" I said, letting him breathe again. "Yes." Mike moaned, and his body went stiff again. "Once you cum now, this will be your reality. You will be mine, you will be a slave." I stroked him, while he took another breath. "I will be yours." He said, and with that, I wrapped my hand around his cock. With one move, the tip erupted and I aimed for his chest again. This time, it was his own cum. I loved seeing his body twitch, his eyes so blank, and his cock so hard.

After a minute of shooting massive loads, he went dry as well, and I releaded Mike. "Get up and get clean, pig." I pushed him, and he stood. "Once youre done, you will geh out of that state again, and wont remember a thing about today. The conditoning is whats stays." He looked at me with his eyes shining slightly, nodded and left.

I fell down onto the bed, touching myself again. This is going to be fun.

I found another good looking tiktoker that wanted to became famous using his body.. so i decided to help him, in my way. Unfortunately for him, my plan involves enter his house, surprise him from behind with a nice wet cloth.

Once he is asleep like a good boy, i can tie him down and make sure he sticks to the plot. Soon he starts to come by, but he is still very sleepy and not remembering what happened, so its just like a puppet in my hands. I can start the live stream on my fetish channels...

"Hello my little sadistic friends! what do you think about the victim of this week? Should I let him free or torture him?"

Before he can speak, the rope is already tight around his neck..

Come on guys, every 5 dollars is 10 seconds more of strangling this young meat!

its not hard to believe that my new toy has been strangled for the whole duration of the stream, again and again, without the possibility to do nothing.. just passing in and out as i want.

Yes, this is dangerous, but I know how to do it properly, so to keep him alive but slowly burning all his brain cells...

This is just the beginning, since I want to turn him into my mindless dumb muscular toy.