badjujuboy

Love them! In public or at someone’s place. One of my first times in a sling was when I was taken into sling room at a club. I wasn’t expecting to be on display but couldn’t refuse. I was in a jockstrap and guy started to fuck me. We had about 8 guys watching and stroking. Guy saw how much I was into it and told me to tell them that I wanted to suck cock. I didn’t have to say anything else. When I’m with someone who has a home sling, you bet I’ll be in it.

Considering all I’m into, my friends laugh when I say feet are the most digusting part of a man’s body. 😝

So this is it... guys. I want to say thanks for comments and reactions. Hope you enjoy how it ends. It's a bit longer than the other chapters... but I hope it's worth the read. Doc Murphy’s Therapy Part 7 – A Continuation Bright flashes of light from leather porn playing on the 98” TV screen against the wall filled the dimly lit room which was like a more intimate version of downstairs... leather furniture scattered throughout the room with a St. Andrews cross prominently standing on a stage in one corner. Unleashing his little brother, Doc pulled Mike and me to the center of the room and snapped his fingers, pointing to the floor. We took our spots, facing each other.... Mike facing the bar while I stood facing the now-closed door. I caught Mike smiling and looking over my shoulder, so I turned to see what he was grinning about. Behind the bar stood a muscled figure in the shadows. I tried to make him out, but the mystery man was making sure he wasn’t seen. “Get on with it, little brother.” Doc barked, turning to the figure... “Whiskey neat.” "Yes, Sir," a familiar voice responded, stepping into the increasing light of the room. It was Hawk, the security guard. Seeing him, I stood up straighter. He winked at me as he poured the whiskey and handed it to Doc. Feeling flustered, I glanced away and saw Mike grinning. “Fucker...” I mouthed to Mike as he turned me to face the bar. I took a breath and tried to pull myself together as the cranking sound of clinking chains filled the room. Looking up, I watched a pair of leather slings descending from the ceiling on either side of us. Swallowing the last of the drink, Doc dropped the heavy tumbler on the bar... “Go on...” he said to Hawk, motioning to us. Stepping out from behind the bar, I could see he wasn´t wearing a jock... his short fat cock stuck straight out over his massive sac. Nodding to Doc with a wicked smile, he made his way to me... his sac swinging and banging against his thighs, until he stood between Mike and me. His junk now inches from mine, I could feel the heat of his body on my skin. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. It was perfect, with an angry purple head and a drop of precum start oozing out of the piss slit. Hawk chuckled, lifting the shaft to give me a better look. My eyes widened at the size of the open slit. It was as if he had a straw inserted into it. Hawk chuckled and held the pearl sized drop of precum up for me to see before I eagerly opened my mouth “Here you go,” he chuckled, teasing me with it, just out of my reach. Drooling from the scent, I leaned in towards his fingers... my tongue trying to reach for it, but he kept pulling back. Frustrated, I looked up with a pleading look... “Please...” I whined, not being able to control myself. Seeing the look on my face, his fingers moved in as my tongue reached out to taste it. “Shit!” I growled as the concentrated taste exploded on my tongue. I could feel it mixing with my spit and coating my tongue as the salty crisp taste filled my senses, causing a shiver to run down my spine. Hawk just stood there watching my reaction for a minute before lifting me up into his arms in a tight grip. “I had to beg Master to cover the bar tonight.” he growled, taking me over to one of the slings. “Fuck...” I mumbled... my mouth now completely coated in his precum. I could feel his fur sliding against my skin as he carefully dropped me onto the warm leather hide. Standing between my legs to give me a full view of his modified package, he secured my ankles before moving to my wrists. Slowly, he fastened the restraints while his cock rubbed against my shoulder. I couldn´t take my eyes off the sight of his expanding cock. Yeh, I said expanding... Doc Ian had made sure it would always stay three inches but had compensated for that. I whimpered again. “I know....” he whispered, slipping two more pearls of precum onto my tongue. “I’m the only one Doc’s done this to so far... said he’s tweaked the cum process and is waiting for the right one.” “Uuhhh,” I moaned, feeling the taste penetrating my mouth as he played with my tit rings. Moving back between my legs, Mike teased my cuntlips with a pair of lube slicked fingers... “Oh, and by the way,” he said, sliding his fingers in. “Doc Ian threw it in at no charge with my cock and sac. Said he needed to see its effect on a guy... guess I was his guinea pig. Master agreed and here I am.” I could feel my cunt burning now... I knew it was laced. I went crazy... I swear I could feel Hawk’s precum running down the back of my throat as he worked my now sizzling insides. I started bucking. “Just so you know, I may be a short-cocked slave, but my cock still appreciates a nice tight cunt.” he growled, holding his fattened cock in his other hand. “Doc Ian made sure of that.” “MMMM,” I moaned, using my training to squeeze the fingers sliding against the walls of my cunt. “Enough,” Doc snarled, his hard cock standing straight up against his taught abs. “Let´s get on with it.” “Yes, Sir!” Hawk answered, slipping out of me. I couldn´t see what Hawk was doing, but I could hear him rustling about as Doc Ian secured his moaning nephew in the sling next to me. “Ready, Sir,” Hawk said to Doc, holding a silver tray with two rigs on top of a leather cushion. “Him, first...” he scowled, motioning to Doc Ian. “Sorry, Sir...” Hawk apologized and presented the rigs to Doc Ian. I could see Mike staring up at Doc Ian’s collar as Doc Ian placed one of the rigs on Mike’s abs, He was still trying to take it in. In all our sessions, Doc Ian had never worn a collar even when he was servicing Doc’s cock. This was a new low... he was now marked as his brother’s property. I wanted to see Mike slammed, but I felt Hawk start prepping my arm after slipping the other rig between my lips to hold it. With me now prepped, Doc chuckled. Grabbing the rig from my lips, he held Hawk’s junk and handed it to him... "Go on... do it...” “Shit yes, Sir!” Hawk grunted, pulling the cap off with his teeth and placing the needle at my vein. I couldn’t resist... I lifted my head, my tongue flicking at his dripping cock, but I couldn’t reach it. Suddenly, I felt pain on my left tit... “Fuck!” I yelled out, feeling a tit clamp biting into me. Then I felt the pain on the other. It felt like my tits were being ripped out. I cried out again. Seeing me in pain, Hawk gave me access to his cock as he pulled the register and slammed me. “SHIT YEH!” I yelled around his cock, feeling the initial rush mixing with the explosion in my mouth. It had been about a month since I was slammed, and my mind was all over the place... the pain in my tits clashed with the cravings for the precum. But it only took a few seconds for the meth to convert the pain into intense pleasure. I started sucking on the shortened cock as the it rushed through my body and took over. I had been trained to take cock down my throat, but this was a new experience... All I could do was concentrate on the feeling of a cock completely resting on my tongue as the pearls of precum ran down the back of my throat. Closing my lips around it, I moaned, feeling his trimmed bush tickling my lips. I kept on it, looking up into Hawk’s eyes. “Master’s made a bundle with me. Gives Doc Ian a hefty cut to keep me flowing,” he growled, looking down at me. “Can’t get enough, can you...?" But before I could answer, I gasped, feeling suddenly stretched open by a hard cock. It was Doc... “Fucking cunt!” he yelled out, pounding me with his steel hard cock. “Please..." I begged, Hawk’s cock still in my mouth. Lifting my hips to meet Doc, he responded, intensifying the brutal attack. He grabbed the chain attached to the tit clamps and pulled. That did it. I let go of Hawk... “FUCK ME!” I screamed, bucking in the sling to meet his thrusts. He kept on, destroying my cunt and making me beg over and over for more. Doc seemed to go on forever. Finally, I could feel his shaft start to pulse. Grabbing my hips, he pulled me to his crotch and stiffened before exploding into me. He stood there, still in me as I fell back into the sling. He stood there, covered in sweat dripping from his hard body... “Good, boy.” he smiled, slapping my sweaty abs. Despite everything happening around us, the sounds of skin slapping and moaning were impossible to ignore. I knew it was Mike taking his uncle's cock, but I couldn't see for myself as Hawk stood in my way while he moved towards Doc. My focus shifted to Hawk as he dropped down onto his knees in front of him. “Sir,” Hawk said, lifting his chin and offering his open mouth. Without another word spoken, Doc slowly pulled his cock out of me. I tensed, feeling completely empty. Turning to Hawk, Doc slipped his cock into the waiting mouth, giving me a perfect view of his skills. Hawk quickly went to work cleaning the slime off. Once done, he got up and came to me, his lips slick with spit, cum and my cunt juices. He leaned in and tenderly kissed me as he fed me the remains of the fuck mixed with his spit. Tasting it, I begged for more cock. “Go on,” Doc laughed. “Yes, Sir... Thank You Sir!” Hawk grinned, displaying his hard furry body between my legs... his thickened 3-inch cock sticking straight out. “I wanna hear you beg... Tell me what you want.” “Fuck!” I shouted, bucking even more. “Your cock! I want your cock!” Hawk smiled... grabbing my hips, he stepped forward. I could feel its thickness spreading my cuntlips... Instinct took over and I tightened... providing him with a tight cunt. “Damn, boy...” he moaned, feeling his three inches being firmly held by me. “Oh Fuck! Please!” I begged, feeling my cunt begin to swell with the mixture of his precum and my juices. “No one, ever...” he groaned, starting to fuck me in short jabbing thrusts. It was a new experience... and I loved it! I was bucking to meet the stabbing motion of his hips... “How’s it feel, boy” he snarled, “getting fucked by a 3-inch cock?” “Fucking so good!” I moaned, tightening up even more. “Fucking use me, Hawk!” And he did, stabbing into me... making his way forward until I was riding his cock. The head of the sling rose until we were face-to-face, his arms between the sling and my torso, holding me tightly. I was dangling from my wrists, looking into his eyes... "Please," I managed to say. "I need it.” Nodding, he attacked my cunt until his breath grew ragged. I gripped him tightly with my cuntlips as our mouths met and started to devour each other. “SHIT!” he yelled into my mouth, filling my lungs with his breath as he shot into me. Continuing with the kiss, he slowly walked us back and lowered me onto the sling. Once I was down, he pulled out and moved to my face. “God, yeh!” I groaned, taking it in and cleaning it. Without a warning, he started pissing in my mouth. I was surprised... I could usually tell when it’s coming. The piss quickly filled my mouth. It soon started flowing out over my chin and onto the floor before I could start swallowing. It took me a couple of seconds, but my training kicked in and I gulped down the rest. Finished, I closed my eyes to take in the moment. Not wanting to miss anything, I opened my eyes to see Doc Ian eagerly servicing his brother’s 10-hole Rangers... “Yeah, little brother... show me how much you love me.” Doc growled, dropping a load of spit onto his boot. Tonguing up the spit, Doc Ian could only grunt like a hungry pig. Soon, he was working his way up Doc’s sweaty thighs to his big brother’s crotch. Slowly, he started to lick and suck on Doc’s cock. Doc shut his eyes and sighed... “Fuck yeah, little brother... fucking good cocksucker.” Suddenly, a wicked look came over his face. He turned and spread his asscheeks. Without a word spoken between them, Doc Ian started licking and biting on the muscular glutes. Burying his face in them, Doc Ian buried his tongue to the hilt and started to eat his brother out. I laid there, watching... After getting a full tongue bath on his hole, Doc turned around and presented his little brother with his thickened cock. Sighing, Doc Ian licked the sac and stuffed his brother’s cock into his hungry mouth. Off to my side, I could see Mike being fucked by the skinhead from downstairs while another leathered stud stood behind Mike and played with his tits, gripping them tightly and twisting. I could see Mike’s hands gripping the air as he pulled against his restraints from the pleasure. Releasing his tits, the stud moved to the side and started teasingly slap his pierced cock against Mike’s lips and cheeks. Mike’s eyes were glued on the cock. With his swollen red tits now sticking straight up on his pecs, Mike took the cock in and held it as the growing shaft slid past his tongue and down his throat. Mike’s hungry mouth went to work... “Fucking take it!” the stud yelled, his balls slapping again and again on Mike’s chin. It was obvious the stud couldn’t take Mike’s training. Suddenly, he shuddered and emptied himself in Mike’s warm cuntmouth. Mike writhed in the sling in a combination of taking the skinhead’s cock and wanting more cum. His entire body shook with each pounding. The harder the skin rammed himself into Mike, the louder the moans escaped his mouth. I could see Mike tense as he took each hit. Fuck... I knew what was coming. I could see Mike wincing as his cock started to thicken inside the cage... “Ah fuck! I’m cumming!” Mike groaned, as a river of cum flowed out of his caged cock and onto his sac. This only made the skin slam him harder, stretching Mike open. On he went, ramming into Mike until he unloaded deep inside Mike's wrecked cunt. Finally, the skinhead pulled out and motioned to the crowd. A young hooded geared up skin about my age stepped up. I couldn’t help noticing his hard ripped body... he practically glowed from the flashes of light reflecting off the unnatural smoothness of his skin. He stood there tall and proud looking at me... his leather hood hugging his square-jawed face like a second skin. His eyes were so fully dilated, they looked completely black... giving him a demonic look. His sac, stuffed with a pair of unusually large nuts, swung back and forth against his mid-thigh. I could see his hard cock pulsing to the beat of his heart before checking out his ripped abs. Taking a deep breath, I could see a pair of crusted over pierced thick tits erupting from his pecs. “Fuck... the work over he must have had to get that,” I thought, starting to moan at the sight of them. “Oi! Get the fuck over here, cunt!” the skin called out. Lowering his eyes, the boy dropped to his knees as the skin stood there, looking down at him. Boss...” the boy begged, staring up at the dripping mess. “Fucking hungry cunt...” the skin smiled, hurling a wad of spit into the boy’s open mouth. Pulling the hood off, he turned the boy’s head to face me. “Take a look boy,” the skin snarled at me... “Got meself a right proper cuntskin here.” That’s when I noticed his eyebrows... they were gone. The boy was completely hairless. There was also something about him... It took me a second, but there was no doubt about it. I recognized him! It was my old roommate Kirk! Moaning, Kirk turned and took the cock into his hungry mouth. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I was watching Kirk, slobbering on a cock covered in cum and cunt juice! “Yeah, that’s a good cuntboy,” the skin laughed, forcing himself fully into Kirk’s hungry mouth and releasing a load of piss. Kirk just kept on... taking the piss down his throat like a pro. I watched his throat pulse from the river of piss flowing into his stomach. Fuck... he looked even hotter than I remembered him. His fur was gone, and it was obvious he had been juiced. But how? With the tap now slowing, the skin started to pull out of Kirk’s still hungry mouth. Fuck... he was reaching out with his tongue, wanting more. He was definitely a fucking piss skin now. “Don’t worry cunt, there’ll be more for you.” the skin growled, clipping a leash to Kirk’s collar and pulling him up on his feet. Kirk stood there for a second, smiling at me until he felt a pull on his leash. He gave me a quick wink before being led by his Boss back downstairs. I fucking felt like I was dreaming... I was trying to figure out if this was real or if I was hallucinating. “Whadda ya think, boy?” Doc Ian laughed, now at my side with his brother. “Sac and pumped-up body’s my doing. Been working with a guy on the hair removal... I think we finally got it right with this one,” he bragged, grabbing my pec with his rough hand and playing with my tit... “Juice up just like you.” “Fuck yeh,” I moaned, remembering the smoothness of his skin and the pair of tits jutting out from the pecs on Kirk. “You can thank me for the rest.” Doc chimed in. “How?!” I asked, confused and looking at Doc. Chuckling, Doc leaned in close to me and whispered... “Tell me about your roommate, boy. Tell me what you did.” Again, memories came rushing back... “Fuck, Doc! I had to!” I moaned, realizing what I had done. It all started that night when I got home after that first session at Doc’s. Fuck... --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I could say I had lucked out with Kirk. I used to work some hours at the local market after school and my boss’s nephew... a junior at the university... was looking for a new roommate so my parents agreed, and I moved in. Kirk kind of looked like one of those hot nerds. Even though he buzzed his hair... said he hated having curly hair... his clothes gave him a geek factor which hid a toned body. I found that out on the first night as we were getting ready for bed. After ordering a pizza and getting to know each other better, Kirk said he had an early day and had to get ready for bed. I was feeling tired too, so I headed to my room after cleaning up a bit. Passing the bathroom, I could hear Kirk in there. “Shit,” I thought... “Gotta piss...” Just then, my jaw dropped as the door swung open. “Oh... sorry.” he said, almost bumping into me... “You need it?” Fuck... His t-shirt looked like it would rip apart at any time... it was so tight on his pecs. I could even see some fur sticking through the thin cotton. My eyes automatically went down to his slim waist and the way the waistband of his blue sweats hung low on his hips and bunched at the crotch. It was obvious he was going commando. “Uh, yeh... gotta piss.” I mumbled, taking in the sight of his furry arm as he lifted it and held his neck. Every movement he made highlighted his toned torso, and I couldn't look away. Noticing that I was fixated on his t-shirt, he laughed... “I need to do laundry. I found this at the bottom of my drawer... had no idea it had shrunk so much.” I gave a nervous chuckle and slid past him and shut the door. Standing at the toilet, I pulled my now semi-hard cock out. I stood there, trying to relax but it was no use... I couldn’t piss. I waited a bit and flushed the toilet and ran the water. Carefully, I opened the door... trying to hide my bulge and quickly went to my room to grab a clean t-shirt and a pair of shorts before Kirk could see me. Luckily his door was closed. I ran back into the bathroom and jumped into the shower and turned on the water. By this time, my cock was fully hard. I could feel the pressure from needing to piss... I had no choice. Grabbing some shower gel, I lubed up and started stroking... Closing my eyes, I could still see Kirk standing there in front of me, his blue eyes sparkling back at me. I kept on jacking, feeling the warm water hitting my shaved body. “Shit...” I moaned, finally shooting a huge load onto the shower floor. I stood there, hands against the wall to steady myself, watching my load swirling down the drain. I could feel my bladder about to burst. Taking a deep breath, I was finally able to unleash it. I stood there watching the yellow river rushing out of my piss slit. Without thinking, I cupped my hand and filled it with the warm salty piss and drank it before finishing up and heading to bed. Anyway... I got home late that night after my first session at Doc’s place and went straight to my room. Kirk’s door was closed so I knew he’d be down for the night. He was a heavy sleeper. Walking into my room, I stripped down on the way to my bed and got in. I was tired but still horny from the session. “Fuck,” I sighed, closing my eyes and my mind went straight to him. The first night I ran into Kirk coming out of the bathroom was last week, and we really hadn’t spent much time together once school started except for running into each other as we got ready for bed. He had done laundry, so I hadn’t seen him in that tight t-shirt since then. Over the next couple of days of me moving in, we got comfortable with each other. I never noticed any sexual tension on his part, but he started to just throw a towel on after showering, giving me a better view of him. Pushing the sheet off me, I grabbed hold of my cock. I could see his furry torso leading down to a nice treasure trail between is abs. I started jacking up and down as I grabbed hold of my sore tit with the other. I knew his cock was cut... that was obvious from the first night. I started moaning, thinking about taking it into my mouth to the root... his sweaty pubes rubbing against me as he fucked my face. I could hear my mattress squeaking ... I couldn’t help it. It felt so damn good. I kept at it until I couldn’t hold back any longer and a loud moan escaped my lips as my headboard slammed against the wall... Stiffening, I gripped my shaft, aimed at up to my face and exploded, leaving a huge mess on my pecs and abs. “Fuck me!” I groaned, laying back on the mattress. I stayed like that... covered in cum and thinking about Kirk. I must have fallen asleep cause the next thing I knew I heard Kirk calling to me. Opening my eyes, I looked up and saw him standing there in a towel. “Dude, what the fuck?” he said, standing in the doorway looking at me. “You left your door open.” I froze, not knowing what to say. Here I was covered in a load of dried cum on my shaved body. He stood there for another moment before he smiled and walked in. “When did you do it?” he asked, running his fingers slowly over my thighs. “Uh... Friday... I had been thinking about it and decided... what the fuck.” I stammered, trying to be casual. “Damn, guess it must feel good...” he grinned, scraping some of the crusty cum off my abs and flicking it at me. “Yeh, it does.” I said, calming down and sitting up. “I’ve thought about it a couple of times,” he laughed, throwing off his towel to expose his bush. “I just worry about cutting something off.” I had often thought about it but now I had it in front of me. I sat there, staring at his cock peeking out from the dense bush covering his junk. Smiling, he stood there for a second and I swear I could see his cock pulse before turning and exposing is hairy ass covered in dark brown fur. “Whatdaya think?” he asked, turning his head and smiling... “Would be a lot of work to get me as smooth as you, huh?” “Uh yeh,” I told him. But then an idea popped into my head... “I know a guy who could do it for you. He’s done it for some of the guys on the swim team.” “Yeah?” he asked, his cock swelling up a bit. “How much?” “No charge... he owes me.” I said, grabbing Doc’s card from my jeans and handing it him... “Just call this number and ask for Mike.” “Mike, huh? Card says Connor Murphy... Psychologist.” he said, casually scratching his sac. “Oh yeh... Mike’s his assistant.” “So, this Murphy guy, he’s your therapist?” Kirk asked... “Sorry, my uncle told me you and your dad had some trouble. He knew about me needing a new roommate and told me a bit about it.” “Yeh, he is...” I sighed but glad it was out in the open. I motioned to him to sit... “Doc’s been great...he’s helped me with a lot of things... not just stuff with my dad.” Being able to talk about it was making me relax and I noticed how close he was to me... close enough to feel his body heat on my skin. I could see Kirk looking me up and down before setting his eyes on my growing cock. I could see his cock was getting hard and starting to stick up from his bush. Looking up, his eyes were fixed directly on mine. He leaned in... “Fuck, Sam. It looks so goddamn hot,” he growled, taking hold of my shaved junk. Placing his lips against mine, he pushed his tongue into my mouth as he made his move. Once he was on top of me, I didn’t hold back... we started grinding our bodies against each other as our tongues fought to enter each other’s mouth. Our hands explored each other’s body... his taking their time to feel the smoothness of mine as his hard cock slid against my skin from the flowing precum. Wrapping my arms around him, I worked my hands down his back and grabbed onto his hairy asscheeks and spread them. Moving in with both, I started fingering his hairy sweat slicked hole. This drove him even more crazy. He started moaning... “Fuck Sam...” I kept at it for a bit before moving on to his hairy sac. Grabbing it, I started rolling his balls in the palm of my hand. I let go of the kiss and moved on top of him, straddling his body. Pushing his arms above his head, I started tonguing and chewing on his sweaty pits. Moving to his pecs, I started sucking and nibbling on his tits, ignoring his cock sliding against my smooth asscheeks. His body went rigid... “OH FUCK!” he cried out, feeling me bite down. I stayed on it... making him squirm. Grabbing my head, he pulled me into his pec. I bit harder before letting go. I kept on... licking up the sweat from his furry abs. “Goddamn fuck!” he moaned, looking down at me as I made my way past his precum soaked treasure trail. Getting between his legs, I started feeding on the sweat dripping from the fur on his thighs as he squirmed on the bed. “Shit, Sam... do it!” he begged, slapping his thick cock on the side of my face. My craving for cock was kicking in but I wanted to stretch this out. Next, I went for his sac. Slick with sweat, each of his balls slipped easily into my mouth as I tongued them. I tried to take them both in, but I couldn’t... they were just too much for me. I started to feel one of them pull up and let it out... I didn’t want him to shoot just yet. Grabbing his slippery shaft, I could feel the hair covering part of it. I started lapping up the river of precum oozing from his open piss slit. “Fuck... Fuck... Fuck...” he moaned, spasming with every lick I took. I couldn’t resist any longer... I opened up and slid my lips over the head and took it down most of the way. The hair on his shaft tickled my tongue as I started to explore... I wanted to remember how it felt and tasted. Slowly, I moved down on it until I was nose deep in his pubes, now full of sweaty musk. I stayed like that for second, his cock now down my throat... inhaling his scent. Then I swallowed... Feeling my throat gripping his cock, Kirk went nuts... “SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!” he howled, grabbing my head and fucking himself with it. He kept ramming himself into my mouth and down my throat. At this point, I knew I should be worried but a part of me knew this was how I was meant to be used. I was just a fucking cuntmouth as far as he was concerned. Grabbing his sac, I could feel his balls start to pull up. I inhaled, creating a vacuum and covering his entire cock in my wet mouth. “SHIT!” he shouted, gripping my head and unleashing his load as he shook... “I’M GONNA CUM!” Grabbing his hips, I latched on and swallowed the river of cum shooting down my throat as he thrashed about. Feeling his body finally relax, I eased off his softening spit and cum covered cock. “Shit, Sam...” he sighed, still out of breath... “That’s the best blow job I’ve ever had.” “Yeh?” I smiled, moving up alongside him. “Yeah,” he laughed, running his hands over my sweat slicked skin before tasting it. “Shit... it feels so good.” “Like I said... call Mike, if you’re interested.” I smiled, playfully wriggling my fingers through his sweat soaked bush. “So, this guy... your therapist. You like him.” he asked, turning the conversation in a new way. “Yeh, I do.” I told him... “He’s helping me out with a lot of stuff... not just my dad.” “Like what?” he asked, sliding his finger over my tit and noticing the slight crusting. “Damn... Sam. What happened there?” Looking into his eyes, I smiled... “Doc’s helping me with lots of stuff...” I chuckled, looking down at his finger still on my tit. “Hmmm,” he grinned, “Maybe I need to talk about stuff with your Doc.” “Yeh... you should.” I said, grabbing my cock and offering it to him. “First thing tomorrow.” he groaned, lapping up the sweat on my pecs before working his way to my raging hard on. Since it was a three-day weekend, we ended up staying in bed for the rest of day screwing around and talking during our breaks. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I laid there... surprised at what had happened with Kirk. But damn... he had turned out so hot. I couldn’t wait to see him again. To be honest, before this, I really didn’t remember much about my time with him. But I didn’t have time to take it all in. There was a commotion at the doorway. At that moment, Hank walked in as the men made way for him. Walking directly up between my open legs, he started to inspect me with his calloused fingers. “Goddamn beautiful cunt on this one, Con,” he grunted, jamming his hard cock into me. I moaned, feeling his cock inside me and sending shivers throughout my body. He kept up the pistoning fuck as I squirmed. By this point, the slam and laced lube had fully kicked in. I don’t remember how long he kept it up. All I can remember is next, I felt him slowly pulling out. I tried to grip it with my cuntlips but I couldn’t. I was empty... All at once, I could feel something forcing its way into me... Whatever it was, I wanted it and opened up... “FUCK YEH!” I cried out, feeling myself sliding over the moving object. Hank’s hand was inside me and I could feel his fingers exploring my cunt. Seeing my reaction, he kept probing. I could feel his hand covered in lube and my juices deep inside me... “You like that don’t you, goddamn cuntpig...” he snarled, pulling his balled hand back until it was almost out before sliding it deeper into me with each stroke. Hank kept working his fist faster in and out, driving me into a frenzy... Before long, I was taking his forearm as the Docs stood on either side of me. I could feel my cunt being stretched open more than it ever had been before... “Fuck yeh! More fist!” I begged, sucking at his arm with my cuntlips. “Fuck yeah! Look at that little brother!” Doc laughed, pushing him forward. Doc Ian moved in as if in a trance and put his hands on my abs to feel Hank’s arm inside me. He was watching me take it as if he was observing a medical procedure... “Fuck, boy, the things I could do to you,” he growled, looking down at me with a pair of dilated eyes. Before long, Hank pulled his forearm slowly out until his wrist was resting at my cuntlips. Slowly, he started tapping on my swollen prostate. My entire body tensed as my cunt started to spasm... “OH FUCK!” I cried out, clamping down around his wrist as a gush of cum exploded from my caged cock. Hank stood there smiling, still in me... watching what I’d do next. I laid there, shivering as Doc Ian patted my abs before dropping down beside Doc. “Fuck, Con... please,” he begged, taking his big brother’s cock in his mouth. Doc just stood there... his hand cupping his little brother’s face in his hand and growled... “Twisted fuck...” Then slowly, Hank pulled out and held his arm up for all to see. I had taken him up to almost his elbow! Something I had never done before. I smiled, took a deep breath and laid my head back against the sweat slicked leather... I was just a cunt for the rest of the night. Mike and I never did know how many men used us that night, but it was a lot. We spent the next week tending to each other’s sore cunts and reliving as much as we could remember. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Mmmm, morning fucker...” I moaned, feeling Mike’s lips on my morning wood. It was the first day of the new school year... Smiling, he slipped a finger inside me and tapped my spot three times... I automatically lifted my hips to give him access. “Goddamn... that feels so good.” I said, squirming as his tongue slid up and down my swollen shaft. “Good... cause I want to feel your cock in me.” he smiled, fingering my dripping cunt... “Think you can do it?” “Fuck, bro!” I whimpered... “I don’t know.” I hadn’t even thought about it. I was so confused. Doc’s therapy had done so much to me, but topping had never been in the picture. “It’s alright, bro.” Mike told me, sticking another finger in me. “Goddamn, Mike!” I growled, feeling him spread me open. Still fingering me, Mike kissed his way up my abs, passed my pecs and started chewing on my earlobe. “Fuck me... please!” I begged him as Mike kept it up. I didn’t care about anything but having Mike fuck me, until I heard him... “Shhhh... Sam. Dad told me a secret... something that I needed to tell you when it was time,” he whispered. “Show me how much you love me, Sam.” Hearing this, new thoughts came rushing into my mind as Mike fell back onto the bed... his eyes on my throbbing cock now oozing with precum. “Please, bro... fuck me,” he begged, spreading his legs to show me his hungry cunt below his stiffening cock. For a moment, I stared at the thick ring in his cock, remembering the first time he fucked me after getting it upgauged. But I couldn’t resist wanting to know how my cock would feel inside him any longer. I moved over him and slid the tip of my cock over his cuntlips. Fuck... it felt so good! I raised my eyes to his handsome face... “This is how much I love you, bro.” I moaned, spreading him open and feeling the heat of his cunt wrapping around on my shaft for the first time. “Fuck Sam, I’ve been waiting for this...” he gasped, “Do it, bro!” Grabbing his now rock-hard cock, I started pumping into him... my sac slapping against his smooth asscheeks. “Show me fucker...” he begged over and over again as I pounded him. I knew I wouldn’t be able to last long so I slowed down. I didn’t want this fuck to end. Suddenly, he sat up and pushed me down on my back. Within seconds, Mike was on top of me... head thrown back and mouth wide open riding my virgin cock. The room filled with the sweaty slaps of muscled ass hitting my sweaty crotch. “Oh, fuck Mike!” I howled, realizing he was in full control of the fuck now. I was again the sub, being used by him to get off. I was just a cock, and I wanted to be used by him. Seeing the look on my face, Mike looked down at me, sweat dripping off and landing on me... “Listen Sam,” he grunted in ragged breaths. “You fucking show me how much you love me. You hear me?! Fucking ...show... me!” That did it! A sudden rush ran through me, and I grabbed onto his hips and sat up, pushing him back on the bed. “Goddamn cunt! Fucking take it!” I growled, slamming into him. “Yeah... that’s it... You fucking love me, don’t you?!” he grunted, his head falling and going limp. “GODDAMN RIGHT, FUCKER!” I yelled, bottoming out inside his wrecked cunt. “I FUCKING LOVE YOU!” Finally, I could see Mike getting close and I started rapidly ramming him until I couldn’t hold back any longer... “NOW GODDAMMIT!” I roared, emptying a load inside my first cunt. At the same time, Mike cried out, shooting a huge load between us. “FUCK YEAH... I FUCKING LOVE YOU! BRO!” Falling onto Mike, I could feel his heart pounding as I looked down into his eyes, sweat dripping from my forehead.... “Fuck, Mike... I never knew.” I sighed, grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him into a deep kiss. Letting go, I sat up... my softening cock still inside of him. I couldn’t get enough. He just looked up at me and smiled... “Why the fuck did I wait so long.” he chuckled, finally sitting up and gripping my tits with his fingernails. “Fucking tighter...” I hissed, grabbing his tits and giving him as much as he gave me. “Shit fucker, you always knew how to get me worked up...” he moaned, releasing his grip and falling back on the bed. “Yeh, fucker... why did you wait?” I laughed, pulling out and fingering his sloppy cunt. “God, you never looked better than you do right now with my load inside you.” He just laid there with a smile on his face. “Guess this means Doc’s therapy isn’t complete.” I grinned, slipping my finger into his mouth and feeding him. Sucking on my fingers, he shrugged his shoulders, not saying a word... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Epilogue So, that’s how I came to live out the life I was always meant to have... “my true self” as Doc told me on my first day of therapy. Bry and I reconnected a few years ago. Said he often thought of me but was scared to reach out, confessing his regret about how our last night together ended. He struggled coming out to his parents in college. It took a while, but they finally came around. He’s a lawyer now with a great husband who’s a teacher and twins on the way. I’m happy for him but could never see myself living that kind of life. Last year, he was in town on business, and we had dinner. After a couple of drinks, he admitted he’d jack off all the time in college, remembering me on his cock and taking his load. He told me he still does... I smiled telling him that I knew he had a dominant streak even back then before I sucked him off. He was always taking charge when we were together, and I let him. He laughed at that, and it made me comfortable enough to tell him more about me, Mike and the Docs. I could tell it was making him horny but... another time... another place... who knows? At least I have the memories of those visions Doc gave me of him geared up in leather. After finishing grad school and getting his doctorate, Mike went into practice with his dad as a full partner. He’s even hotter now that he’s got a bit of gray coming in. He’s even started wearing glasses, like his dad. I joked and called him “Daddy” the other day in the middle of a morning fuck. He paused for a minute before pounding the hell out of me. I’m definitely keeping that in the back of my mind and might mention it to Doc. As for me, I haven’t spoken to my dad in years. No loss... I’ve flown out to see Mom a couple of times and get calls from her every now and then telling me how sorry she is and how she misses me. I keep telling her I can make sure she’s taken care of, if she ever decides to leave him, but so far hasn’t taken me up on the offer. She knows about Mike and me but not the gory details... She wouldn’t understand. Now about that night at Hank’s... We still go back every once in a while... I make sure to spend some time with Kirk. Honesty, I couldn’t get that night out of my head and ended up having a few long therapy sessions... real sessions that is... with Doc about it. I was able to be totally honest about how I felt seeing all those guys’ mods. It was like something in me was waiting to be released. Sure, he had me juiced but Doc even confessed he had nothing to do with what I was feeling. Finally convinced, he gave his permission. Damn if he hadn’t already been talking with his brother about it. Doc Ian had a full set of mods in mind and started working on me during the next summer break. Among them, my balls now produce concentrated precum like Hawk’s. My enhanced piss slit and sac may not be as big as his are now, but my production’s permanent. He also added 2 inches to my shaft, getting me up to a solid 9 inches when hard and 6 inches soft... had to get a special cage made just for it. Yep... they still cage us at times. We especially look forward to Locktobers. Plus, Doc Ian gives me all the proceeds from the sale when he milks me on November 1. He’s done a couple of others on me, but I like to surprise guys with those. I admit it was a long painful process getting all of it done, but Mike was there to help me heal. I fucking love the results and so does Mike, especially my new cock. Oh, and my tits... that’s next. I want them nice and thick... like Kirk’s. He’s helped me picked out a nice pair of 6-gauge short barbells for my new pig tits. Says he can’t wait to service them. I admit I miss his furry body but damn, I fucking love his new smooth juiced up body. A few weeks after that night I first saw him, his Boss dropped him off at our place and I got to check out his junk and fucking beautiful, almost poreless skin up close. I admit I’m kind of jealous. I’m actually part of the private exhibition Doc Ian takes around the world to drum up new business. I’ve met some very wealthy and powerful people who’ve paid to have their property modified, but the NDAs won’t let me go into details. When we’re on the road, Doc Ian always makes sure Hawk and I are available for special clients. So far, we’re the only ones with that mod, but Doc Ian’s been approached by his top client to do it on his stable of slaves... He’s been offered an obscene amount of money. Of course, he’ll be taking a cut of any profits to keep them flowing, if he accepts... he’s not stupid. I finished up my undergrad classes and med school, and just started my second year of residency. On graduation from med school, the Docs presented me with a set of white leather gear just like Doc Ian’s. I always wear my collar when I’m geared up, while Doc Ian only wears his when he’s servicing his big brother. I have to laugh... Mike sometimes calls me Doc Sam when I top him. Between you and me, I kinda like it when he calls me that. Yeah... I know, I started out a complete bottom. But with Mike, I need to show him how much I love him. My cock definitely enjoys a slipping into a warm cunt now and then. Doc Ian’s been a great help with my specialty, reconstructive surgery, and sometimes I’ll assist during one of his surgeries to get practice. Maybe you’ve seen some of my work? There’s a hot muscled pup sporting a beautiful functioning, knotted cock in town I assisted on a few years ago... but that’s another story. Once I’m done with my residency, I’ll be working full-time with him. That is, until Mike and I move and open our own practice. Like I said, we’ve met some very wealthy and powerful people from around the world.

I grew up and went to college is sunny locations. Since I moved, fall and winter get to me now. We always plan a week at the beach in January or February to get some sun. I also try to get outside, even if it’s overcast with no sunglasses to get whatever vitamin D that I can. I also throw grow lights in a couple of lamps.

From now on, I will remember this pic every time I turn on the bedside light in a hotel room. 😉

Same… leather gear and jockstraps in porn were my first introduction into more heavy stuff. I’d fantasize about me being geared up and serving cock. It definitely helped when I met my first Daddy. He took me to another level and introduced me to more extreme stuff in porn.

Hey all. Adding some updates to the story. For now, here's what happened after the big revelation. Doc Murphy’s Therapy 6 – A Continuation Once school was out, Mike and I had pretty much stayed chemmed up that summer until the Docs brought us down gradually to begin our new integrated lives. Gone were the long bouts of missing time. Summer was ending and we needed to get ready for my sophomore and Mike’s doctoral dissertation year in a few weeks... “Fuck Mike, I love the way your cuntlips look sliding over that plug,” I told him, securing it inside him. “Yeah?” he growled, feeling the heaviness. “I remember the first time Dad slipped that big fucker in you... made you were even more hungry for cock.” he said, tapping mine. I smiled, adjusting his harness and clipping on his leash... “MMMM... Yeh, I do now,” We stood there for a moment, both of us staring at each other’s hard bodies. At the same time, we moved in and locked lips... our tongues clashing, hands feeling our smooth hard bodies as we grunted and panted until I broke the kiss. “Fucker... C’mon, they’re waiting for us downstairs.” We headed down the hallway and the stairs, side by side, until we stood in front of the heavy door. Taking a deep breath, Mike took a step forward and knocked. The door slowly opened to reveal a sweaty Doc Ian standing there in all his leathered glory. “Enter...” Doc ordered, sitting in his chair... his cock covered in a wet sheen. It was obvious what had happened... Doc was in charge tonight. Clasping our hands behind our backs, we walked into the room as the door shut behind us. Slowly, Doc Ian walked between us, gripping our shoulders firmly and sat down next to Doc in the empty chair. Not a word another word was said as we neared them and fell to our knees... Mike between his father’s outstretched legs and me at Doc Ian’s. Mike began to moan, seeing the spit covered cock... knowing his uncle had just serviced it. Pulling Mike’s collar by his leash, Doc wiped two fingers against his cock and slid them into his mouth. Doc felt around the warm cavity before taking his son’s face with both hands and held it lovingly... “Yeah boy, suck Dad’s big cock...” he moaned, pulling Mike onto his cock. “Fuck yeah! Dad!” Mike mumbled. For a minute, I jealously watched Mike servicing his dad’s cock. Ever since the night of the revelation, they were a true “Dad” and “boy.” Then, hearing the click of a torch, I looked up at Doc Ian, taking a small hit from a fresh pipe. He offered it to me. Grabbing it, I took a deep hit and started feeling its effects. It had been a bit since we had been chemmed. Taking another deep hit, I saw Mike looking at me greedily... “Bro...” he whined, still holding Doc’s cock in his hungry mouth. Handing the pipe back to Doc Ian, I leaned over his leg and pulled Mike’s face to mine and shot-gunned the cloud into Mike’s lungs. He held it there for as long as he could before slowly exhaling. “Go on, son... another.” Doc chuckled, taking the pipe from his little brother and handing it to Mike. Doc Ian massaged my muscled shoulders as we watched Mike take it and inhale deeply, not even noticing Doc standing up and grabbing two metal objects from the table. “Up...” Doc ordered, sitting back down. “You heard him, boy...” Doc Ian said, patting my shoulders... “Both of you.” I quickly stood and noticed Mike still on the pipe. “Bro, get up!” I growled, pulling the pipe out of his hands and giving it to Doc Ian. Finally standing, Mike kept his eyes on the floor. Doc angrily rose to his feet... “Boy,” he said, sternly grabbing his face and pulling it up to face him. “Don’t ever make me wait...” “Yes, Dad...” Mike trembled. “Good boy,” Doc nodded, sitting down and taking a deep breath. “Both of you...” he barked, handing one of the metal objects to Doc Ian. “Jocks off, now!” Jumping at the command, we bent over... exposing our plugged cunts... and took off our jocks. We stood there... our softening cocks now exposed to them. The meth had begun its work... “Fuck Con...” Doc Ian smiled, exhaling a cloud and motioning me between his legs. “The things I could do with this...” he whistled, holding my junk in the palm of his hand. “Twisted fucker,” Doc laughed, pulling Mike between his outstretched thighs. Taking my balls, Doc Ian fed them one at a time through the metal ring. Seeing what it was, I moaned as he tucked my cock and slipped it through the ring. Looking over, I saw Doc doing the same to Mike... Next, he slipped a metal wired tube, barely large enough for my now limp cock. Soon, he fastened the tube to the ring and locked it in place... Giving it a tug, Doc Ian smiled and sat back. My cock was now caged. I stood there, enjoying the weight of the cock cage as Mike was met with the same fate. Suddenly, I felt a tug at my collar and was lowered into Doc Ian’s leathered crotch. I went to it, sucking his bulge, tasting the leather. Doc Ian moaned as I licked, coating the pouch with my spit... “Fuck boy, go on... show me what you want,” he groaned, leaning back. I moved underneath the bulge. My tongue went down to his taint, digging into the cod piece. I held it with my teeth and pulled it off. He sighed, feeling my lips slide over his cock... “Shit, yeah.” I gripped his meaty thighs and took his cock down to the base, coating the shaft in my spit. I stayed there, smelling the warm musky sweat of his hairy crotch. “Fucking pig,” Doc Ian moaned as I took his balls in my hand. I could feel my slobber covering his hairy balls and I started grunting and groaning, showing him how much of a pig I really was. I started bobbing up and down into his crotch, shoving his cock down my throat as far it I could before coming up and swirling the tip with my tongue. I picked up the pace... I could feel him tensing as he lifted his ass a bit off the chair. I stepped it up... Suddenly, he started groaning deeply and I felt the first blast hit the back of my throat... then another and another... “Fuck yes boy, so good,” he said as he finished shooting his load. Pulling off, I licked the head and moved back on my knees to see Mike sucking on his dad’s cock. Suddenly, Doc pulled Mike down to the hilt and released his second load of the night into his son. Catching his breath, he sat back with a satisfied grunt... “Fuck Ian, I have to say that my boy just outdid you. You’ll have to work on your technique.” Doc Ian just sat there laughing as I watched Mike grin, drool and cum sliding out of the corner of his mouth. He gave me a nudge and I crawled over to Mike and grabbed his face, pulling him into mine... “I fuckin love you...” I said, nuzzling Mike’s neck before sliding my tongue over his smooth cheek. Feeling my heart now pounding, I slipped a taste of his uncle’s load into his mouth. He wrapped his lips around my tongue and happily gulped it down. We made out... grunting and groaning as we grinded our sweaty bodies against each other... “Boys... enough!” Doc barked, interrupting us. “Jocks...now!” Reacting to the order, we stood and pulled them up, adjusting our cages as the Docs made their way to the door. “Everyone’s waiting,” Doc Ian chuckled, following Doc out the door. We followed... Mike first and I obediently behind them, making our way to the garage and into the SUV. We weren’t told where we were going, but we knew not to ask... it wasn’t our place. We got in the back seat and sat side by side, our legs touching. I could feel our smooth taught skin rubbing against each other. I squeezed this thigh... “Fuck, I love us being geared up like this... wish we could always be like this.” I whispered into his ear and rested my head on his shoulder. He just smiled, wrapped his arm around my shoulder and nodded... “Fuck yeah.” We stayed that way, making our way to the destination. It didn’t take long before we reached a gated entrance, and let in. Slowly, Doc Ian drove up the guardhouse revealing a booted muscular man outfitted in leather... collared, harness and black jockstrap. His strong, well-defined chest was completely covered in thick black fur descending into a stretched-out black mesh pouch barely containing his swollen ball sac... “Welcome Sirs.” he said, respectfully. “Thanks, Hawk,” Doc Ian said, rolling his window all the way down and grabbing the guard’s jock to release his junk. “You’re healing nicely,” he said, examining it. I sat up to see it more closely... my eyes widened. Mike laughed and started playing with my plugged cunt. His sac was the size of a grapefruit... but what really amazed me was the size of his stiffening cock... it was a perfectly shaped thick uncut cock no longer than 3 inches. I shuddered... my thoughts went back to Doc Ian’s comments about my junk. “Yes, Sir...” Hawk smiled, “Master is very pleased. He’s told me you and Doc Connor have the run of the place tonight. Anything you need, you just ask the staff.” Nodding, Doc Ian hit the switch to roll down my window... “This is Sam... my new intern.” “Welcome, Sam...” he smiled, checking out my pecs. “Everyone else is here so I’ll be off guard duty in a bit... Feel free to find me if you need anything.” “Yeh, thanks... I will.” I moaned, feeling Mike teasingly shove my plug deeper into me. “Anytime... Enjoy.” he winked, slapping the top of the SUV and turning back to the guardhouse. Glancing back, I could see a light coating of dark fur covering his strong glutes as he went back into the guardhouse. We continued down the graveled driveway towards a large house. “Fuck, little brother...” Doc chuckled... “How much did you take off?” “Six... plus the foreskin.” Doc Ian laughed. “Hank wanted to make sure he’d never forget his place.” We stopped right outside the entrance to the house and remained in the SUV for a bit. Out of nowhere, a tall dark shadowed figure approached from the side and opened the door for Doc Ian. Once out, Doc Ian motioned towards me. Nodding, the figure opened the back door, and I got my first good look at the slave. I realized that it wasn’t the low lights of the entrance casting a shadow on the black rubber- hooded slave. He stood there in only a pair of 10-hole Ranger boots. Fuck, his smooth body was completely covered in a mass of tattoos from the neck down. He was a canvas of every kind of combination of man-on-man sex acts... fucking, sucking, fisting, pissing could clearly be seen as the lights brightened and allowed us a better view. My eyes instantly went to his crotch. I couldn’t make out the black tatted mound at first. Squinting, I was finally able to make it out the shaft sliding into a fold of his full sac. He took a step back to show me the outline of his cut cock under his skin resting between a pair of large egg-sized balls. The whole package was surrounded by a heavy black metallic cockring. I knew right then it was Doc Ian’s work... instead of modifying the cock, he had created that pocket to secure it and keep it out of the way! Seeing my reaction, the slave licked his lips and reached for me. I fell back into Mike, but he propped me up. I felt the slave’s rough hand graze my tit before grabbing my leash and pulling me out onto the gravel without a word. I just stood there, not knowing what was happening until he placed the leash into Doc Ian’s outstretched hand... “Thank you, Tat...” Doc Ian grunted, handing him the keys. With a quick tug, I followed him up the steps, wondering what I was in for. I knew Mike was not going to tell me. Entering the marbled foyer, I noticed a faint muffled sound filling the room. We moved forward and crossed a pair of heavy opening doors into large room full of the sounds of sex. Men stood about or sat on leather chairs, benches or cushions wearing the darkest of leather gear. Leather covered St. Andrews crosses dotted the walls. To one side, a muscled bear-like man stood before shelves containing dildos, butt plugs and other toys. Across the room, a bar with shelves of liquor lined the wall behind a beautiful wooden bar attended by another bear. Taking a better look, I grinned... they were twins! Glancing around, I saw shiny metal chains holding black slings hung from the rafters. I couldn’t help but stare at the closest one... a young guy my age was laid out on the black leather, wrists and ankles secured... moaning as he took cock from a skinhead, their breathing in perfect sync. “Welcome to our world.” Doc Ian told me, pulling on my plug and emptying me. Moaning at the emptiness, I looked around the room, seeing men in lustful embraces... sucking and fucking among other things as he moved behind me. I could feel his stiffening cock pushing to enter me and I leaned back and spread my asscheeks. His hands gripped my hips... “Fuck me...” I quietly begged, his mouth now at my ear. “Goddamn cunt,” he grunted, pushing me forward enough to slide his cock up into me. I held my breath as I felt him spread me open and slide past my prostate until I could feel his sac pressed against me. “Fuck yeh,” I groaned, feeling the fullness again and stood up...my back against his harnessed pecs. I tightened my cuntlips around the shaft and he started to slowly fuck me while his hands explored my torso. “Boy,” he growled, “I don’t give a fuck what my brother says. I’m going to transform you into the perfect boy I always wanted... You’re going to be mine.” I closed my eyes and nodded, surrendering myself to long slow strokes of his cock, ignoring the men around us. “Open your eyes boy... up to the left. Our host is here.” he whispered, stopping and leaving his cock deep inside me. Looking up, I could see an older man in his late-60’s checking me out as he came down the stairs leading up to several rooms on the second floor. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I had never really been into much older men, but this man was a leathered God covered in grey fur over solid muscles. “Ian! Goddamn.... where the fuck have you been keeping this one?!” he smiled, pulling me off Doc Ian’s cock to inspect me with his hands. “Fucking perfect!” “Thank you, Sir.” I said. “Have to give the credit to Con for this one, Hank. He found him.” he beamed, wrapping his arms around me and slipping into me again as a sign of his approval. “This is Sam, my new intern.” “You’re welcome boy...” he said, feeling my junk with a slight disappointment in his voice. “So, no enhancements on this one yet?” “Not for him decide...” interrupted Doc, walking in with Mike at his side. “Con! You son of a bitch! You gotta tell me where you got him! Does he have a brother? I wouldn’t mind a son.” Hank laughed. “He doesn’t, but I definitely recommend you finding a son.” Doc laughed, looking fondly at Mike... “Right son?” “Definitely, Dad!” Mike smiled. The comment didn’t pass on Hank, and he looked at Doc. “Let’s talk in a bit...” Doc winked, leading Mike by his leash to get a drink at the bar. Hank led us to a platform in the corner of the room where you could see everything that was going on. Doc Ian sat next to Hank and motioned me to the soft leather cushion between his open legs. I settled down, took his now softening cock into my mouth and held it there. Doc Ian smiled as he took a drink from one of Hank’s slaves while I paid no attention to anything else but the cock in my mouth. As they began to talk about nothing-in-particular, Doc Ian would absentmindedly stroke my face. I kept on his cock, feeling comfortable knowing I was being seen by everyone in the room. After a few drinks, I felt the Doc Ian’s cock slightly stiffen and I knew what was coming. I drank slowly at the first trickle, then it started to flow and swallowed the river of piss quietly so as not to disturb their conversation. His cock drained, I raised my hands to his thighs and gripped them tightly to show my thanks. Afterwards, I leaned in and rested my head against his thigh, his cock still in my mouth. They continued their conversation. Finally pulling me off his cock, Doc Ian handed me a drink. Tasting a slight tang, I immediately swallowed in one gulp. “Good boy... My turn...” Hank ordered. Looking up to Doc Ian, he motioned me to obey. Crawling to Hank, I saw one of his slaves between his wide-spread legs, slowly servicing his pierced cock. I reached the slave and joined in... our lips meeting and tongues touching as we shared the dripping precum oozing out of the piss slit. Suddenly without warning, the slave pulled himself from the leaking cock and made his way off the platform to serve drinks to the other guests. I could feel the hunger for cock starting to increase... “The drink,” I thought, smiling and realizing it was laced. I moaned as Hank grabbed the back of my head and forced it down his shaft until my lips touched his sac. “Goddamn, Ian... fucking hot mouth on this cunt!” he growled, holding me there. Inhaling the sweaty musky crotch, I tongued the bottom of the shaft... stroking it. “Fuck! Yes!” Hank grunted, releasing his hold and allowing me to do what I was trained to do. I moved off the shaft, but before he could say anything, I started sniffing every inch of his hairy crotch, covering my face in his scent. I could feel his slimy precum covering my face as I took each of his balls into my mouth and covered his sac in spit. “Goddamn... fucking pig taking my Alpha scent!” he growled, before turning his attention to Doc Ian and pushing him onto his tit. He continued... “I’m not forgetting about you, boy...” I shouldn’t have been surprised, but I was. I stopped servicing Hank’s cock and looked up to see Doc Ian greedily nursing on Hank’s tit. Noticing that I had stopped, Hank looked down and smiled... “Yeah, boy... Ian and I go back a long time... Con introduced us... rather Con would loan him to me when he was away at college. Con wanted to make sure he didn’t forget everything his big brother taught him. He was all sub at that time. Weren’t you boy?” Releasing Hank’s tit, Doc Ian looked at Hank and then moved to kiss me, our tongues probing each other’s mouth. Releasing the kiss, he smiled at me... “Yes, Sir... all sub, Sir.” Doc Ian groaned, pushing my head back onto Hank’s steel-hard cock and joining me... two cocksuckers servicing an alpha cock. “Yeah, boy... you were always a good cocksucker... your brother trained you well.” Hank groaned, encouraging him. Hearing this, we both worked ourselves up into a frenzy. We started shoving Hank’s cock deep down each other’s throats... our spit covering his sac and flowing onto the leather seat. Together, we worked on Hank until we felt him ready to shoot. Sensing it, Doc Ian greedily pulled me off the thickening cock and took it down to root. Held back by Doc Ian’s strong arm, I watched as Hank shot his load into Doc Ian’s hungry mouth. Finished, Hank sat back... “Always the fucking hungry cuntmouth,” he laughed. “Yes, Sir!” Doc Ian moaned with no embarrassment. Without a second thought, he opened his mouth wide, showed me the creamy load on his tongue and pulled me in. He slipped his tongue into me, feeding me part of the load before swallowing the rest. We stayed like that for a while... between Hank’s thick thighs... Doc Ian now back on Hank’s cock while I held his in my mouth. Both of us were ignored as Hank spoke to the approaching men. I was in my element. “Fuck Ian...” Doc chuckled, walking up the platform at the sight of his brother and handed Hank a wad of bills. “Told you...” Hank laughed, handing the bills to one of his slaves before looking down at us. “See, Ian... I always knew you tried to hide how much you enjoyed our sessions. I was the one that encouraged Con to go into his field of psychotherapy... just like I ‘encouraged’ you in your career... The only difference is you never had a choice.” Both of us sat there, stunned at his words. I looked at Mike to see his reaction. Doc just stood there smiling as Hank continued... “I worked with your brother on his therapy techniques. I taught him how to make sure his little brother would always show love for his big brother.” Doc Ian stiffened... the revelations overcoming him for a second until Doc lifted him up into his arms. Gripping his neck with both hands, Doc looked directly into Doc Ian’s eyes... “Little brother... do you love me?” “Yeah, big brother... I fucking love you so much,” Doc Ian groaned and dropped to his knees. Removing the codpiece, he took Doc’s cock into his mouth until it hardened... the rest of us just watching... “Fuck yes... little brother, then show me how much you love me.” Doc growled. “God, how I counted down the days when I got home from school so I could feel your cuntmouth on my cock.” “Shit yes, cuntmouth...” Doc Ian mumbled, spit dribbling down his chin. Doc lovingly pulled him off his cock, led him to a bench and placed him, ass exposed, over it. Gripping his hips, Doc placed his cock at the entrance to Doc Ian’s cunt... “I missed this even more, little brother.” he grunted, sliding the tip of his cock past his little brother’s cuntlips. For a second, they stayed that way... We could see Doc Ian relax as his cunt opened up to take his brother’s thick cock. Sensing it, Doc started slowly started to fuck his little brother, pulling out a bit then pushing deeper. All Doc Ian could do was moan and beg for more... his body shaking with each thrust. Dropping onto Doc Ian’s back, Doc wrapped his arms around him and fucked him deeper and harder, pounding him with love... “This is how much I love you, little brother...” Doc growled. “Fuck yeah, big brother!” Doc Ian cried out... “Fucking show me!” On they went, now covered in sweat... fucking as if no one else was in the room. By now, everyone's attention was on the brothers fucking on the platform. We could see Doc stiffen... ready to cum, but then take a deep breath and slow... signaling he was not ready. He kept on... two, three times. “Please!” Doc Ian would beg each time. We just kept on watching... not knowing if he was begging for it the fucking to end or continue. Again, we saw Doc stiffen. This time he kept on, fucking harder until his body shook as he exploded into his little brother’s cunt. “YES!” Doc Ian screamed, feeling his brother’s cum seeping deep into him. Turning to the room, I could see the effect the show was having... the beginnings of an all-out orgy had started. Then, I heard the familiar sound of a torch being lit... I sat back, watching Mike light up a pipe and take a hit. Holding the smoke in his lungs, he offered me the pipe. I quickly grabbed it and took a hit, holding the thick metallic tasting smoke in my lungs as I felt Mike drop next to me and grab the pipe back from my hands... “Fucker...” I laughed, watching him warm the bowl and inhale deeply. We passed the pipe again as the meth started rushing through my body, mixing with the G from the drink I had earlier. This time, I took the hit and moved to Hank and let out the cloud onto the head of his cock before taking it into my mouth again. All the while, Mike sat there hitting the pipe. “Goddamn son,” Doc laughed, grabbing the pipe from his hand. “There’ll be plenty of time for that.” “Shit... Dad,” Mike moaned, seeing the shape of his uncle after the fuck. Doc Ian stood there with a collar around his neck and leashed, sweat dripping from his body with his brother’s cum dripping out of his wrecked cunt. Pulling Doc Ian down to his knees, Doc handed his little brother the pipe. Doc Ian hit the pipe but held back... it was out. Noticing the disappointment in his face, I grabbed the torch and crawled to him. “Fuck yeah,” Doc Ian moaned, holding the pipe in his mouth as I warmed the bowl with the flame. I watched as he took a deep hit and held it before taking another. Giving me a look, he pulled me into him and shot-gunned the cloud into my waiting mouth before slipping his tongue into me. He then gripped my shoulders and whispered in my ear... “Thanks, I needed that,” he growled. “Goddamn spun-out cunt... This doesn’t change a thing. I’m still going to transform you.” My heart skipped a beat, and I smiled, realizing I wanted it... “Shit yeh, Doc Ian... please. Fucking do it.” I whispered back. Looking over my shoulder, I saw Hank in his chair with another slave now on his cock. I was craving cock and went for the nearest available... Doc Ian’s, without even thinking twice. I greedily took it into my mouth knowing that he was now collared and leashed like me. I could feel his cock hardening. “Fucking cuntmouth...” Doc Ian moaned, feeling the suction on his cock before dropping and pulling off my jock to reveal my caged junk. He started fondling my sac before running his tongue over my caged cock, driving me deeper into chemmed frenzy as I stayed on his cock. “The room’s ready, Con...” Hank said, looking at Doc Ian on my cock with a menacing look in his eyes. “That’s between him and me, Hank.” Doc growled. “That subpersonality is mine. Don’t get any fucking ideas.” Nodding, Hank then motioned towards Mike... Dad?” “You heard the boy, Hank... DAD.” he chuckled, grabbing out leashes and leading the three of us upstairs. “Like I said, I’ll explain later.” he yelled out, closing the door behind him.

Had a check years ago from a urologist to check for prostatitus and told me he needed a sample. As he was maneuvering around, he asked me jokingly if I could feel it. My answer: “Oh yeah!” We both laughed.

You’ll find me soft as soon as I feel that cock in me. Though for me, the sight of another fully hard bottom getting fucked is also a turn on.

Hey guys... I wasn't thinking about continuing this story, but here it is... @backpackguy, consider it a prequel and sequel to this story and others I've written. 😉 Doc Murphy’s Therapy 5 – I Remember Everything I did remember everything! Oh, fuck did I remember! Releasing the last of the cloud into Mike, I turned to Doc... “Doc... What the fuck?!” I had just realized the last nine months of my life had been erased from my mind. How did I not know this?! ‘What day was it? ... I came here Friday after class... it has to be Sunday by now.’ I thought, trying to get myself together. He sat there smiling, watching my reaction. I turned to Mike sitting back on his haunches... his pecs pushed out from the cloud deep in his lungs. At this point, I didn’t know what was real anymore. Doc just sat there... “Go on...” he said, pointing to the mirror. I stood up, wondering what he was talking about and the haze started to lift. I saw a totally new me... “Fuck!!” “That’s it boy, look at what you’ve become...” Doc groaned, gripping his cock. My body was transformed before my eyes. I had put on at least 25 pounds of muscle mass. My right bicep bulged around the thick leather band cutting into it. And my pecs... fuck... at least 3 inches had developed. I could feel my harness pulling and lifting them up into a pair of slabs. I was so into the sight of me that I didn’t notice Mike walking up behind me and cupping my pecs in his hands... “So, what do you think, bro?” he asked, kissing my neck and teasing the thick barbells in my thickened tits. “Fuck yeh, bro... love it!” I moaned, placing my hands on his and squeezed. I felt intense pleasure from my tits and remembered... ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ It was late afternoon on my last day of classes for the week. Walking out across campus, my phone vibrated... it was a text from Doc with an address. “Be here in 30...” Smiling, I threw my stuff in the trunk and made my way to the other side of town. I had never been on this side, but I had heard about... It was a mixture of industrial buildings right next to the so-called gayborhood... Parking in a large lot behind one of the buildings, I knew somehow where to go and walked directly to the nondescript door. The sound of a bell rang as the door closed behind me and I made my way down the empty hallway. A black curtain was at the other end. I stepped up and held it in my hand, feeling the heaviness of it. Taking a deep breath, I walked in... "Bout time boy,” I heard Doc’s voice say. “Strip.” I quickly turned and saw Doc... geared up and kissing a heavily tatted muscled stud in a leather harness, tit rings glistening under the light. Breaking the kiss, the stud turned towards me, spread his legs and smiled. Black leather chaps covered his thighs, exposing a hard cock laddered with barbells on the underside of the shaft. “Damn... boy,” he growled, approaching me as I dropped the last of my clothes. “Whad I say, Rocky?” Doc chuckled, watching him exploring my body with his black latex glove covered hands. “Goddamn.... C’mon, boy.” Rocky murmured, taking hold of my tit and leading me to the barber’s chair. A large dildo slathered in lube stood up from the seat. I didn’t hesitate. Sitting down, I moaned, feeling it stretching me out and sliding deep into me. My cunt began to burn... Strapping me in the chair, Rocky pulled a rolling metal tray over and started cleaning my tits as Doc moved behind me and held me by my shoulders. I jumped a bit, feeling his strong hands on my skin... the meth was now flowing through my body. “Relax, boy...” Doc said, massaging my neck muscles. Feeling a tightness on my right tit, I looked down past my smooth pecs to the clamp securely on my tit. I took a deep breath, gritting my teeth the moment the large needle slipped through my tit and punched out a bit of my tender flesh. “Almost done, boy.” he reassured me, quickly replacing the needle with ¾ inch barbell and screwing the ball on. “Shit, yeh...” I sighed, the throbbing pain radiating out and across my pec, turning into pleasure. “That’s it, boy....” Doc, whispered in my ear... “One more time.” “Do it!” I begged. Seconds later, I felt the clamp on my left tit and experienced the pain turning into pleasure again. Growling, my head fell back into the chair, and I closed my eyes. Doc stayed there, behind me, massaging my neck and watching my reaction. Feeling Doc pull his hands away, I opened my eyes to see Rocky standing there stroking his hard cock with his gloved hands in front of me. Without a word, Doc unstrapped me and pulled me up off the chair, leaving me empty. All I could do was moan from the sensation of my hungry cunt and throbbing pecs as he took me into the adjacent room. Seeing the room, I started moaning... It was a leather sub’s dream. A St. Andrew’s cross was prominently featured against the far wall. To the left, a set of heavy chains held a well-used leather sling suspended midair. To the right, a fuckbench stood prominently in front of a wall of toys... dildos, whips, plugs. Carefully dropping me on the center of the floor, he grabbed a leather case and tossed it to me. I opened it and saw my gear. Without a word, I carefully slipped my harness over my shoulders and strapped it on. My jockstrap was next... I stood, slipped my feet in and pulled it up by the waist. I slipped my hand down into the pouch and adjusted, sighing at the feeling of the leather pouch around my junk. Grabbing my socks, I hesitated, feeling heaviness. I smiled, lifting to my lips to taste the piss and sucking... “Fuck, Doc...” I grinned, putting them on and grabbing my boots to lace them up. Now booted, I searched the bottom of the bag but couldn’t find the final piece. Desperate, I turned the bag over but still nothing. It was then Doc spoke... “This what you’re looking for, boy?” I looked up at him, holding my collar. He stepped forward and leaned in to wrap it around my neck. Moaning, I felt him tighten it securely and lock it... “There, it’s done... You’re mine.” “Fuck yeh, Doc... yours.” I answered. With a wicked grin, Doc pulled me up and secured me in the sling. Obediently, I layed back, my legs wide open to expose my cunt. Rocky stepped up and I felt his cock sliding up and down my hungry cuntlips. “Yeh, fuck me...” I begged, feeling the metal barbells scraping against my cuntlips. He didn’t take his time... He slammed into me, making sure I felt his laddered cock scraping the walls of my cunt with every stroke. After a while of his tortured fuck, his thrust started slowing and lengthening, Relieved to think it was almost over, I tightened my cunt around his shaft and he started shaking... “Fuck,” he grunted, depositing a load in me. “So, we good?” Doc laughed, releasing me from the sling. "Yup,” Rocky sighed, pulling his studded shaft from my cunt. “You heard the man, boy...” Doc smiled, handing me the leather bag with my street clothes in it. “Let’s go home.” +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I kept staring at my own reflection in the mirror as Mike stepped back and Doc took his place behind me... “Happy, boy?” he chuckled, lightly running his hands over my thighs. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. It was as if I had bulked up in the last couple of minutes. I could feel Doc’s cock pressing between my asscheeks. Reaching around me, he started running his rough hands over my pecs and rock-hard abs. Leaning in, he swiped a bead of sweat off my neck and held it to my mouth. “Fucking tasting the juice...” he growled, reminding me of the cycling I had done, and I remembered. I started sucking on his finger... “Goddamn juice.” I growled, flexing my tightly harnessed pecs and finally seeing the results of my daily workouts with Mike... +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The alarm had gone off and woke me from a deep sleep. Wiping the sleep from my eyes, I reached behind me for Mike but felt the empty sheets. I turned over and saw the note on the pillow... ‘In the gym... get your sweet cunt over there when you read this.... workouts start today.’ Stretching, I sat up and looked around the room... our room... and smiled. I had moved into the guesthouse with Mike after that first weekend session at the house. Doc made me realize that I couldn’t go on ignoring the real me... Of course, my dad wasn’t happy and true to his word, he cut me off... Luckily, my first semester of classes was already paid for. Doc had worked out the details with the bursar's office for me to stay in school though he never told me how and I didn’t care... I was free. Pulling the cum-soaked sheet off me, I laughed... seeing my morning wood standing straight up even after our all-night fuck session. I reached down, feeling his cum still dripping from my cunt and tasted it... “Fuckin love it...” I wandered into the bathroom and stood at the toilet. Taking a deep breath, a slow trickle started flowing from my piss slit until the room was filled with the sound of piss hitting the bowl. I sighed as the pressure on my bladder was reduced and morning piss steadily flowed out. Instinctively, I put a couple of fingers under the stream and lifted them to my nose. I closed my eyes and slipped them into my mouth and tasted... “Shit, yeh... piss.” I shook the last drops off and went back into the bedroom and wandered over to the closet. Opening it, the smell of leather, sweat and cum filled my nostrils as I looked at our leather gear... Doc had made it so Mike didn’t even see the door unless he allowed it, but I was aware of it. I grabbed Mike’s jock and started smelling the empty pouch filled with the scent of his cock. “Yehhh. Fucker...” I moaned, licking the inside. I put it back on the shelf and looked down, seeing one pair of boots where there should have been two, and smiled. I grabbed my boots and took out the pair of yellow socks rolled up inside... still wet from the sweat and piss. Taking the socks in my hand, I couldn’t resist taking a bite and sucking on the ripeness before slipping them on my feet... “Mutherfuuuuck...” Next, I sat down. Placing the boots in front of me, I slipped my damp feet into them... “10-hole Rangers,” I kept moaning until I had completed the ladder and tied the yellow laces. I slipped out the front door and stood a moment, feeling the cool breeze over my shaved skin giving me goosebumps. I stood there in nothing but my boots rubbing my hands over my body to warm it up. I headed to the gym in the main house... “Let’s do it...” Near the gym door, I could hear Mike’s grunts and the sound of weights. I went in and stopped at the sight of a collared Mike in nothing but his 10-hole Rangers lifting a heavy set of weights... his junk freely hanging between his legs.I had to admit it... even after all the fucking we did, I was still impressed at his body and that’s why I was here. I stood there for a minute... just watching him before he noticed and smiled up at me. “Morning... fucker. You ready to start working that body?” “Yeh,” I growled, watching his cock as he kept on lifting weights. Seeing my cock rising, he placed the weights on the rack and added more before laying down on the bench... “Spot me...” I moved into position and stood with my junk just above Mike’s face. I steadied the bar as he did a quick press up and slowly counted down... my cock now at full mast. I was in awe of the power of his muscles... watching his pecs expanding and contracting with every rep. My eyes wandered down the length of his hard body until they landed on his swelling cock. Finally finished with a set of reps, he dropped the weights and exhaled... “Goddamn, you're leaking, Sam.” he laughed, opening his mouth to taste the clear drop falling on his tongue. “Fuck, bro... you know what that body of yours does to me.” “I know, bro...” he smiled, getting up and standing in front of me, putting his hands on my shoulders. “Yours does the same thing to me.” His hands started moving tenderly over my arms. Reaching up to his bulging biceps, I felt the solid muscles in his. Slowly, Mike moved my hands onto his pecs and contracted them. “Goddamn, bro...” I moaned, his hands taking me down over his firm ripped abs. “That’s what I want.” “That’s why we’re here...” he moaned, pulling me into his sweaty body in a passionate embrace and kissed me. “Yeh... please...” I begged, gripping his lats and returning the kiss. I could feel our hard cocks twitching between our abs. Mike broke the kiss and led me to the bench press and sat down. Placing his hands on my shoulders, he pulled me down to my knees between his thighs. I quickly bent to floor and started moving my tongue across the smooth leather toe of his boot until it glistened. Moving to the other, I repeated my actions and licked my way up the tightly laced shaft... From side to side, I worked my way up his calves and thighs, savoring the taste of his sweat. Quickly, I moved to the low-hanging sac and took a ball into my mouth. “Fuucck!” Mike groaned, feeling me take them both in. I started sucking... pulling them in and stretching his hairless sac. “Shit, Sam!” he moaned, pulling me off and slapping my lips with his cock. I knew what I needed to do... I slowly ran my tongue up the underside of the shaft until I reached the engorged head. My tongue slipped inside the ring. Wrapping my lips around his shaft, I pulled. Closing his eyes, he grabbed my head and slipped his cock down my throat. I could hear his moans as he fucked my mouth... He kept on thrusting into my hungry mouth. And with every yank, my tongue slid underneath his cock... driving him wild. I was in the rhythm... sucking and licking... wanting to make him feel good. “Keep it up, bro...” he moaned, pushing himself up into my hungry mouth. I could tell he was getting close. I gripped him tight with my lips and felt his cock stiffen and pulse... “Fucking gonna cum, bro!” he cried out, falling back on the bench and holding my head between his thighs. His cock exploded with a fountain of creamy white cum and I swallowed his heavy load. Sucking in the last drops and placing my hands on his thighs, I stood and traced the deep cut of his adonis belt with my tongue as I made my way up his hot body... “I think we should start on my workout now,” I smiled, looking down at him and released the remaining droplets of his cum into his open mouth. He groaned... “Yeah... let’s do it.” he smiled, reaching up to grab my tits and squeezing. That’s how we started what would be a daily ritual of workouts for the both of us. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Holding on to the straps of my harness, Doc pulled me in tighter. His cock was now insisting on being let into my cunt. I took a deep breath and followed my training. I bent over slightly and arched... “Fuck me...” In one hard thrust, he punched through my cuntlips and filled me... “Good boy...” he grunted, grabbing my hips and fucking me furiously. I stood there taking his cock, watching him in the mirror. His face staring back at me... “Look at that leathered muscled gear pig... that’s what you’ve become... isn’t it?” “Shit yeh, Doc!” I growled, feeling his cock pounding me. “Goddammit!” He kept the pace up and I could feel the roids flowing through me. I started flexing... “That’s it, boy... show us,” he grunted, slamming his cock into me... “Goddamn musclepig taking cock and loving it.” Mike grunted, taking another hit from the glowing pipe bowl. “Fuck…” I moaned from Doc’s cock slamming completely into me. I saw what I had become... a spun leathered up musclepig taking cock. At that moment, I had become a cunt as he pumped in and out... the room filled with the sound of his thighs slamming against my sweaty asscheeks... “Take it!” Doc roared, his shaft pulsing against the walls of my cunt unloading into me. I stood there watching Doc breathing heavily. Still inside me, he dropped his hands to my waist, pulled down my jock, gripped my smooth sweaty package in his rough hands and held it up for me to see. I tensed up for a second, seeing my limp cock hanging at least an inch longer and my smooth nuts filling Doc’s palm. “SHIT YEH!” I laughed, realixing that just like Mike, I wouldn’t ever need to shave again. Slipping out of me, Doc took a step back. I stood there admiring my body in the mirror... fuck I was huge. I could see the reflection of his dripping cock calling to me and I turned, dropping to my knees... “Fuckin A, Doc!” I groaned, scrambling to take it into my hungry mouth and taste the thick mucus mixed with his cum. “Do you remember why you’re here?” he asked... “Yeh, Doc... I do!” I garbled, feeding on the remnants of the fuck. Eagerly, I licked it clean, showing my devotion to his cock as he motioned to Mike. Mike quickly stepped up, flicking his tongue over Doc’s tit. Doc moaned thrusting his hips against my face as Mike took it into his mouth and started chewing on it, growling like a dog... “Aw fuck, boy... work on it.” I went to work on Doc’s cock, latching on to clean off the last of the remains as Doc flooded my mouth with piss. Quickly swallowing the hot piss, I felt Mike’s hand squeeze my shoulder and I pulled off, allowing him to drop and take the last spurts into his mouth. Doc growled, shaking the last drops on our faces. We heard the door unlock and I heard an unfamiliar voice boom... “Fucking pigs,” growled the man closing the door behind him. Shocked, I stopped at the sight of him. He looked like a slightly younger version of Doc. His left arm was surrounded by a leather armband and a leather Master’s harness framed his pecs... but they were white. His ringed tits stood out from thick growth of black hair sprinkled with slight hint of grey on his pecs trailing down past his abs and into the bulging white leather jockstrap with a solid red cross on the pouch. My eyes moved down his solid thighs to take in his huge calves filling a pair of white leather boots. I couldn’t help myself and I moaned at the sight of them... “Fuck yeh, 10-hole Rangers.” “Ah, Ian, it’s about time...come on in.” Doc smiled and turned to me... “Boy, say hello to my brother Ian. As you can see from his gear, he’s a medical doctor. Since you’re thinking about med school later on, I’ve arranged for you to intern with him." Knowing what Doc meant, I crawled to Doc Ian and kneeled at his booted feet. His blue eyes stared down at me... “Hello, Sir.” “Thanks Con, it’s been a day.” Doc Ian said, sitting down and grabbing a pipe from Doc’s hand. “Hi boy, Conor... uh Doc Murphy’s told me a lot about you.” Doc Ian lit the torch and rolled the pipe between his fingers, never taking his eyes off me. Inhaling deeply, he held it for a few seconds and slowly exhaled, the white cloud slowly flowing over his lips. You’re welcome, boy. Internship starts now...” It took me only a second to realize what he meant... Placing my lips on his boot, he blew a cloud over me, and I breathed it in, moaning at the thought of what it would involve. I started licking the white 10-hole Rangers as I had been trained to do... pausing only to take in the clouds he blew down on me. I kept on, until he lifted each foot, and without questioning, I started to worship the soles of his boots. “Good, boy...” he grunted approvingly, putting his booted foot back on the floor and held the pipe between his thighs... “Go on, boy.” Instantly, I raised myself and wrapped my lips around the still warm stem. I stayed there, waiting as Doc Ian took his time to finally torch the bowl. I slowly inhaled and felt it enter my mouth and fill my lungs. Taking my time exhaling, I held onto Doc’s thick thighs and started moaning... the meth renewing my hunger for cock. “Another, boy...” he ordered. Taking another hit, I felt the meth flowing through my new body. I couldn’t help myself... I mounted his size 12 boot and started humping his leg. “Fucking love this shit!” I groaned, feeling my cuntlips sliding over the white leather toe of his right boot. “Goddamn, boy!” Doc Ian laughed, removing his cod piece and hauling out his cock. Pulling me up, he grabbed my head and placed the tip against my lips... “You know what to do...” I took a breath... his cock invaded my mouth... slowly at first... until he reached the back of my throat. Holding it there, against my tonsils, he looked down to see what I would do. Once he felt me opening up, he nodded and pushed on, expanding my throat as his widening cock slid down. With his hands tightly gripping my head, he continued pushing into my throat until his entire cock had disappeared. I could feel his pubes tickling my lips as the musky scent of a long day filled my nostrils. “I’m going to teach you so much.” he growled, pulling out until only the head was resting on my tongue. Looking up, I started teasing the underside of the cockhead with my tongue, going for the precum oozing out of his piss slit. “Yeah, that’s it boy,” he said, firmly gripping my head in his hands. “But what I want is to feel that cunt wrapped around my cock.” Without another word, he lifted me up and led me to the sight of Doc pulling Mike by his harness and fucking him in the sling. I couldn’t help but stare at Mike hanging in the air, his pale skin contrasting against the blackness of the well-worn leather. I stood there watching Mike taking cock... Suddenly, I felt Doc Ian’s fingers flicking my tits. I moaned. Leaning back into him, I could feel his cock pushing up against my back. His hands traveled across my abs and grabbed hold of my junk... “Has Con, told you about my specialty?” he said, his tongue wriggling against my ear. “Nooo,” I moaned, his cock sliding between my asscheeks. “I specialize in transforming bodies.” he growled, squeezing my limp dick and spreading his legs. I slid my arms back and grabbed hold of his hips, feeling the heat of his flesh. I pulled him in against me. I moaned, closing my eyes and imagining the possibilities... “Oh Fuck!” “Just imagine what else I could do with this, Con.” he chuckled, fondling my junk as Doc looked up. “Back off, Ian. He’s perfect as is.” Doc scowled, plunging his cock to the hilt in Mike. “Ok, big brother,” he laughed, his leaking cock sliding down my asscrack. A bigger wave of hunger came over me... My cunt started throbbing, wanting to be filled. Opening my eyes, I saw Doc ramming into Mike and felt his brother’s cock was closing in on my cunt... “OH FUUUCK!!!” Keeping my eyes on Doc and Mike, I leaned back into Doc Ian’s pecs, feeling his mouth chewing on my earlobe. Pushing my legs apart, he bent me over and pushed his solid cock into me. “YEH!” I moaned, feeling the heat from his cock stretching my cunt lips and scraping past my prostate. He kept on, slowly entering me... almost as if he was hesitating. Moaning, I begged him to fill me... “Do it! Fucking fill me! Sir!” I kept moaning as he increased the pace until I felt his heavy sac against my asscheeks. Instinctively, my cunt gripped and held it tight. “Fuck, big brother... you picked me a good one.” Doc Ian chuckled, holding tightly onto my hips. We stood there, watching the wild fuck happening on the sling. Moving his hands to my tits and pinching, Doc Ian started to calmly fuck me, pulling slightly out before filling me up again. “Keep watching, boy.” he ordered, taking his time fucking me with long slow strokes. Obeying, I surrendered to his cock, feeling every vein and ridge of it. The room filled with the sounds of fucking and groaning from the four of us. The smell of sweat and musk mixed with the scattered meth clouds filled my nostrils with every deep breath I took. Before long, Doc slowed his fucking to a stop... leaning in with his cock still inside Mike, he whispered into his ear. Nodding, Mike groaned, acknowledging what had just been revealed. Lifting his head, he moved in and flicked his tongue against Doc’s lips before laying back and releasing the cock inside him. “That’s my boy,” Doc Murphy chuckled, playfully slapping Mike’s sweaty abs. Releasing the restraints, he took hold of Mike and easily picked him up and carried him to the leather chair. “Here you go, son.” he chuckled, kissing him on the forehead, and handed him a freshly packed pipe and torch. “Thanks, Dad.” Mike moaned without a second thought, lighting the torch and inhaling deeply, I froze. Did I just hear right? Dad? Feeling the tightness around his cock loosen, Doc Ian wrapped his arms around my waist and explained as he held my smooth sweaty junk and stroked it. “That’s right, boy. Mike is Con’s son... my nephew. Con only found out about him when his mom died and his stepdad tossed him out of the house.” “Fuck!” I exhaled, remembering all the times Mike and I took Doc’s cock. “Mike found out about him and went looking. He showed up at his practice one day and confronted Con. It was during that confrontation that Con did his magic. Well, you know...” he chuckled, squeezing my sac. “Looks like he finally released that memory.” “Yep, baby brother. I finally did it. Thanks to this one here.” Doc smiled, motioning to me. “Let’s show him our appreciation.” “Shit yeah, big brother.” Doc Ian growled, pulling out and leaving me empty. Taking me in his strong arms, he carried me to the sling and carefully dropped me on the sweat covered leather hide. Doc Ian then stood back, watching Doc secure me to the chains, legs spread wide, stroking his cock with one hand while tugging on his tits. Finally secured, Doc stood at the foot of the sling between my open legs and looked at his brother... “Let’s do this...” he snarled, slamming his cock to the root in one thrust. Feeling his familiar cock inside me again, waves of lust rushed through my body as he started fucking me hard. I was concentrating on the pounding until I looked up and saw Doc Ian behind his brother. Placing his hands on Doc’s shoulders, he crouched and slid his leaking cockhead against my taint. “Are you ready, big brother?” Doc Ian asked, his cock sliding against his brother’s shaft and teasing it. “Always did fucking love that cock of yours...” “OH FUCK!” I hissed, feeling Doc Ian’s cock pushing past my puffed out cuntlips. “Yeah, baby brother... you might just get to feel it tonight. Always did love fucking you.” Doc grunted, feeling his brother’s cockhead gliding over his shaft. In the back of my mind, I knew my training had prepared me for this... I relaxed, opening myself up further. “SHIT!” I cried out, experiencing the fullness of two cocks stretching me out for the first time. Seeing my reaction, Doc Ian started pressing further along his brother’s shaft and deeper into me until his cock was in as much as it was going to be. “Fuck Docs, love it!” I moaned, feeling their shafts pressed against each other inside me. That’s when it got going, they started to pull back simultaneously and push forward, causing the sling to sway. I knew what I wanted... I started bucking, increasing my movements to fuck myself on the pair of cocks, moaning loudly over and over. Every nerve in my cunt screamed at the pounding. Suddenly, I saw Doc Ian whispering in his brother’s ear. “Goddamn, yes!” Doc growled, pulling his slimy cock out of me and moving behind his brother. Still in me, Doc Ian slowed his fucking. His body tensed and he took a deep breath... Without another word between them, Doc shoved himself into his brother. “Fuck yeah, big brother... so good.” Doc Ian shuddered, feeling his brother’s cock stretching him out. “Fuck me, Con...” Doc obliged... Pulling on Doc Ian’s harness, he buried his cock with each thrust. Doc Ian gasped at the roughness of the fuck. “You like that, Ian?” Doc growled. “Oh, fuck yeah! Goddamn needed it!” Both the Docs looked up at me, their eyes full of lust. Doc’s sweaty body heaved against his brother’s back as Doc Ian’s wet cock disappeared into my hungry cunt before being pulled out and quickly driven in again. Catching Doc’s eyes, I saw the animal lust enhanced by the meth flowing through our bodies. Sensing he was close, Doc pushed his brother down, forcing him onto my abs and pounded his brother. “Fuck, little brother, gonna fill you up with my cum” he hissed... “Get ready.” Nodding, Doc Ian rapidly started fucking me with shortened thrusts. A few seconds later, he started to shake... “Fucking cumming!” he screamed out... “Do it, Con... fill me up!” That did it! Doc’s eyes instantly rolled back, his hips spasming forward and drove his cock deeper into his brother... “Fuck!” he grunted, shooting his load into his little brother’s well used hole. The sight was too much for me and my cunt started to pulse... “Shit! Yeh!” I moaned, feeling the walls of my cunt wrapping tightly around Doc Ian’s cock. We stayed like that, trembling from the simultaneous orgasm. The first to make a move was Doc... “Shit...” Doc moaned, pulling out his dripping cock. Next was Doc Ian... Pulling out of me, he walked over to his brother and stood there shaking from the intense orgasm. Seconds later, Doc smiled and moved in and wrapped his arm around his waist... “Fuck, that was good, little brother. It’s been a while since I had that cunt of yours.” “Damn, Con... I know what you did back then when you came home that first spring break from college.” Doc Ian sighed, unashamedly... “It’ll always be a cunt for you.” “Always...” Doc smiled, fingering his little brother’s leaking cunt. Pressing his lips against Doc Ian’s, he pulled their sweaty bodies together and they started devouring each other... tongues dueling in between biting and nipping at each other’s lips. Not being able to control himself, Doc Ian fell to his knees in a weakened state and took his brother’s cock into his mouth to taste his own juices. To the side, I saw Mike growing in agitation from what was going on... “Fuck, dad...” Mike moaned, rushing to join his uncle sucking on his dad’s cock. I layed there, hanging in the sling, watching the familial scene in front of me. Finally remembering me, Doc Ian smiled, stood and walked over to me. Admiring my sweaty body, he started tracing the ridges of my abs. “He’s right. You’re perfect. My formula was all you needed.” Unchaining my restraints, he lifted me, placed me next to Mike on the floor and stood next to his brother. Taking charge, Mike quickly slipped his hand on the back of my neck and pulled me onto his uncle’s cock. “Go on, Sam...” Mike encouraged, “Suck my uncle’s cock while I service my dad." Hearing him call Doc “dad,” I went wild. I took the cock quickly in and started hungrily sucking... “Holy fuck!” Mike groaned, seeing me going to town. Staying on Doc Ian’s cock, I grabbed Mike by the shoulder and pushed him towards his dad. Eagerly, he leaned forward, closing his lip around his dad’s cock to taste his Uncle Ian’s juices on it. Doc stood there, not saying a word, enjoying his son bathing his hard cock with spit. Once completely wet, Mike pulled back to the tip and wrapped his lips around it as it disappeared into his hungry mouth, down into the back of his throat. “Fuck, Son!” Doc gasped, feeling his cock surrounded by his son’s throat muscles. Mike stayed there... his dad’s cock down his throat until he tightened his lips around Doc’s shaft... he pulled backwards, moving his lips along the shaft until all that remained in his mouth was the leaking cockhead. “Suck my cock, son!” Doc groaned as Mike’s mouth sank back down his shaft, burying his face in the musky pubes while Doc Ian started plunging the full length of his cock up and down my throat. Doc Ian’s groans only increased my desire for his cock... I wanted to feel his cock exploding in my throat, flooding my stomach. I needed it. I kept on... repeatedly milking the thickening shaft with my throat muscles. “SHIT! Fuck, boy... I’m gonna nut...” he growled, gripping my shoulders to steady himself as the pulsing shaft released a torrent of cum down my throat. Continuing to drain Doc Ian’s cock with my mouth, I pulled off as the last drops hit my tongue. I turned to Mike, watching him worshipping Doc’s cock. “Yeh, fucker...” I groaned, watching Mike dragging his lips back and forth on the shaft. Mike was sucking on Doc from the tip to the root of his shaft, making his dad moan. I could see the tension building in Mike. Suddenly, Mike’s hand gripped my face and slipped two of his fingers in my mouth. Moaning, I started sucking until they were covered in my spit. Mike released Doc and fell back onto the floor and spread his legs... “Fuck me, dad,” he begged, ramming his wet fingers into his cunt. Smiling, Doc went down to his knees and slowly sank into Mike. “Oh fuck, dad!” Mike groaned, feeling Doc’s cock stretching him wide and start fucking. Doc kept on, banging Mike’s hips into the floor as Mike wrapped his muscled thighs around Doc’s waist. Doc Ian and I stayed silent, watching them rutting like wild animals before Doc stopped and held his cock firmly in Mike. “Shit, son... Taaake it!” Doc growled, bucking and flooding Mike’s cunt before falling on top of him, panting hard to catch his breath. Like a good boy, Mike layed there milking it and taking every drop of his dad’s load. A couple of minutes later, Doc pulled out and sat back, holding his slimy cock. “Fuck, daaad!” MIke moaned, taking it into his hungry mouth. Looking lovingly down at Mike, Doc caressed his boy’s cheeks and grunted... releasing a stream of piss. Mike latched on and swallowed... “Give you an idea?” Doc Ian smirked, grabbing my head and rubbing his cock along my lips. “Yes, Sir!” I took it in, just in time to feel the beginning spurts escaping from his piss slit along my tongue. I don’t know how, but I swallowed the entire amount that filled his bladder. Finally tasting the last drop, I released Doc Ian’s cock and leaned into his thighs. “You did well, boy.” Doc Ian said, “I can see why my brother chose you.” “Thanks, Sir.” I replied, looking up and taking his sweaty sac into my mouth. Laughing, Doc Ian patted my cheeks and called to his brother. “Con,” he chuckled, “I need to talk to you, in private.” “Alright, my office...” Doc said, kissing the top of Mike’s head. Opening the door to let Doc Ian pass, he turned to us and smiled. Mike and I turned to each other and grinned. I crawled to Mike and kissed him passionately as he pushed me back on my elbows and started to study me. “Fuck, Sam... you’re fucking beautiful, bro.” “Yeh?” I smiled, spreading my legs... “This is all thanks to you.” “Yup... and a few cycles of my uncle’s special formula. No shrinkage.” he chuckled, crawling between my legs and taking hold of my sac. “Definitely no shrinkage...” he moaned, slurping my limp cock into his mouth and rolling it over his tongue. “Ah fuck, bro!” I moaned, suddenly needing to piss. I didn’t hesitate... I knew Mike wanted it and let out my potent chem piss. Grabbing my hips, he pulled himself down on me until I could feel his soft lips on the smooth skin of my crotch. “Shit, Mike!” I sighed, holding his head in my hands... “I fucking love you.” Hearing this, he grabbed hold of my thighs and squeezed until the last of my piss was in his stomach. He pushed himself up to face me and let out a large burp... “I love you too. Sam. But...” he laughed, hesitating a minute before going on... “Does knowing Doc is my dad weird you out?” “Shit, bro!” I laughed, kissing him... “Fuck no! It’s kinda hot knowing I’ve been fucked by the Murphy clan.” “Good,” he sighed, moving down and lapping at my dripping cunt as another layer was revealed.

I definitely get that feeling. I had a regular fuck bud that would fuck me missionary and he’d hit my spot every time. I’d have to hold it in as I didn’t want him to stop fucking me… It was only later with my first Daddy that I told him I needed to piss and he just said to let it loose.

Not my favorite pastime but my first Daddy was uncut. During one of our first sessions, he told me the next time I was over he'd make sure that I'd get a taste of his. He was true to his word. I was so turned with what was going on that I happily took his cock in and cleaned him up like a good boy. After that, he would sometimes surprise me but I never hesitated in servicing his cock.

Just wanted to add for those in the US… check out GoodRx for the generic version of Truvada. In my area, it can be found between $18-$28 for 30 days in some of the grocery store and chain pharmacies using the card/coupon which is free.

Doc Murphy’s Therapy 4 I followed Mike down the hallway, watching those muscled glutes framed in the black straps of his jock move with every step he took. I realized the extent of Mike’s therapy... He was a two totally different men in that hard body. On we went... instinctively walking down the long corridor until we reached the door. I was expecting him to open it, but he turned and started to inspect me... his fingers roamed over my body until they slipped inside me. I inhaled deeply... my skin now on fire from the meth clouds I had been fed. “Fuck yeh...” Grunting in approval, he tightened my harness... my pecs now pushed up and out even more... He moved to face me and smiled, cupping my pecs with both hands. “Sam...” he whispered, taking my tit in his mouth and biting. I groaned at the pleasure in my tit vibrating through my pecs and concentrating in my cunt. Slowly, he chewed on it until I couldn't take it any longer. I fell to my knees. My tit now throbbing, I looked up into Mike’s slightly dilated eyes staring down at me. All I could do was beg as blood rushed back into my tit... “Please...” He nodded and, seemingly out of nowhere, produced a leash he connected to my collar. I groaned at the need to serve filling my mind... “Oh fuck, yeh!” I could hear heavy footsteps coming down the hall... I turned and saw Bry leading his leashed sub towards me. Shoving his cock into the sub’s mouth and using it like a cunt, he growled... “You look good like that, bro. I only wish I could have collared and led you out the shed away from your fucking dad that night.” “Fuck yeh! Bry! I would have left with you. Why didn’t you...” I moaned, seeing the sub’s dripping fat cock jutting up and over the waistband of his jock. I stayed there... watching Bry’s thick cock disappear into the hungry mouth with every thrust. "Fuck, bro... You weren’t ready.” he grunted, shoving his steel-hard cock into the sub’s smooth cunt. “What do you mean... not ready?” I moaned, carefully studying the sub taking my best friend’s cock. My eyes settled on the ripped sub... the sight of the perfect arch of his back... The words ‘present cunt’ came rushing to me. I knew what I had to do. I was going to transform my body into that. “Yep, bro... you’re gonna be beautiful...” Bry snarled, taking the fucking to a new level. “Fuuck me,” I groaned, watching the sub starting to push back onto Bry’s cock to meet every thrust. Like a beacon, the sounds of the savage rutting drew the others. We were again surrounded by the leathered gods watching Bry take what was his. With every thrust, his cock invaded the well-trained cuntboy. Then I heard it... the same sound I heard that night in the shed come out of Bry’s mouth as he shot his thick load. “Goddamn fuck!” A roar of approval filled the hallway. Immediately, the sub moved off Bry’s cock and took it into his mouth. “Fuck yeh!” I growled, watching the sub on Bry’s cock... “Clean it!” “You’re learning, bro.” Bry chuckled, "But there’s one more thing... this one here needs to learn the one thing that you’ve never needed to learn.” “What do you mean, bro?” I nervously asked. “Fuck bro... I saw you looking at my cock when we had to take a piss. At first, I thought it was just about my cock... Now you know I didn’t mind... but shit... Fuck, you paid more attention to it when I was pissing.” he laughed, stroking his sub’s cheeks. “Bry...” “S’ok, bro,” he said, looking down at the sub still on his cock. “It’s part of you... and it’ll be part of this one, too.” he growled, holding the sub’s head tightly and releasing his piss. “Goddamn yeh!” I moaned, watching the sub’s throat muscles tense as he drank from my best friend’s cock. Releasing the sub, Bry pushed him forward without a word. The sub made his way to me... Leaning in, he whispered in my ear... “You’re on your way.” he said, motioning to the door before our lips met. I felt Bry’s piss steaming into my mouth... Craving it, I swallowed the ever-increasing flow. ‘But how,’ I thought... Suddenly, I could feel a cock in my mouth and my lips wrapped around it. I realized it was Mike’s... He was feeding me his chemmed-up piss. Lifting my eyes to his, I encouraged him to feed me... I held on tightly to his hips and took his entire cock. He quietly moaned as he stroked my cheeks... “Fuck, Sam, not just some messed up kid.” With his bladder finally empty, he pulled out of my mouth. I stayed there on my knees watching him approach the door and knock three times. Hearing no response, he took my leash, opened the door and led me into the room. As the door was closed and locked behind me, I looked to the center of the dimly lit room but struggled to see anything. Mike was moving behind me and the lights brightened until I was able to see another leather god standing in the middle of the room between two slings hanging side by side from the ceiling. I fell back at the now familiar sight... “Aww, fuck!” Doc stood there... booted legs apart, wearing a pair of skin-tight chaps bulging from around his muscled legs sitting below his sculpted abs... his ringed tits sparkled on his harnessed pecs. Taking in the thick leather band encircling Doc’s left bicep, my hand moved to my right bicep to feel the leather band. “Serve...” I thought. My eyes went down to the long black leather gauntlets encasing his arms before moving to his crotch. His semi-hard cock and full sac was surrounded by a thick metal band pushing them forward. I sighed, seeing him kitted out in the same gear as Bry. “Fuck yeh, serve...” “Yeah, boy... you will.” He picked up a packed pipe and handed it to me. Taking the pipe, I held it in my mouth while Mike knelt and lit the bowl. I inhaled deeply... wanting to fill my lungs with the thick meth cloud. Feeling the effects, I turned to Mike and leaned in to release it... “Fucking gonna serve...” I growled. “Serve...” Mike moaned, taking it deep into his lungs. Doc remained standing there watching us feed on each other until the last of the shards were gone. Dropping the pipe, Mike moved in and kissed me... our tongues invading each other’s mouth. My body was on fire... every touch of Mike’s hands on me burned. I reached out to explore his hard body... feeling his smooth muscled torso... with my fingertips. “So fuckin sexy...” I moaned, breaking from our kiss. “Fucking better than a thesis.” he whispered softly in my ear. “What?!” I whispered back, startled at what he just said. “Shh...” he mumbled and kissed me again. Doc chuckled, seeing the effects we had on each other. “Good boys, it’s time.” Immediately, we stopped what we were doing and faced him. Without another word, Mike stood and pulled on my leash... leading me to the leather covered fuck bench. I quickly got into position... face down, my cunt exposed and vulnerable... as Mike fastened my ankles first. Moving up my legs, I felt Mike’s hand run against my cunt before moving to my wrists. He bent down and smiled... “Shit Sam, I’m gonna have more of that hot cunt later when we’re alone...” he winked, securing the other wrist and signaling Doc I was ready. “Shit yeh, fuck me.” I begged, feeling Doc’s fingers examining my cunt. “Yes, boy...” Doc chuckled, placing two fingers inside me while motioning to Mike. I moaned... feeling Doc’s fingers expanding and contracting... stretching me out. My cunt now ached... wanting to be filled. Looking up, I saw Mike approach and stand in front of me... his jock gone. His ringed cock now hard and jutting from his smooth crotch. In his hand he held a syringe... I knew what that meant... I slowly growled, wanting it. “Mmmmm, yes...” Wrapping a tourniquet around my bicep, he prepped my arm. “Please!” “Yeah?” Mike quietly snickered. I nodded... Mike placed the needle at my bulging vein and expertly slipped it in and drew blood. “Fuck Sam, I didn’t know...” he whispered, pushing the chems into me. Releasing the tourniquet, Mike stood in front of me... his cock now within reach of my mouth. I growled and closed my eyes, feeling the chems rushing through my body as Doc took a long thick black dildo and began fucking me. “Goddamn it!” I slipped my lips over the Mike’s cock and teased it with my tongue. Feeling Mike’s hand on the back of my head, I ran my tongue along the underside of the shaft going down my throat. Opening my eyes, I looked up to see Mike carefully studying my reaction to the thrusting of his cock into my mouth. “Mmmhmmm...” I whimpered, acknowledging our secret. Seeing our interaction, Doc laughed and slipped the dildo deeper inside me and began pumping... it was inflatable! I gasped as it began to expand and spread my cunt lips wider. Mike’s thrusts began to increase until I felt his cock explode in the back of my throat and release a torrent of cum I greedily swallowed. My moans on the Mike’s deflating cock filled the room as the thickness of the dildo expanded in me. Looking up into Mike’s eyes, he smiled and released his piss and filled my mouth. I was loving it... The piss kept coming and I gulped it down, wanting every last fucking drop. Mike just stood there... watching me take it. Feeling the stream slow, he pulled out and showered me with the last few spurts of piss. Mike quietly growled, licking up the piss and sweat dripping from my face... “Fucking love, it, bro.” “AWWW FUCK!” I hissed, feeling Doc’s cock slide across the fattened dildo and spread me open hard and fast. “Do it!” My head went back from the pain. Mike reach for my tits with a sadistic smile and gripped them tightly. He started twisting and rolling them between his fingertips. “Fucking harder!” I begged, arching my back to take all of Doc. All I could think of was making Doc feel good and that did it... Doc’s cock hit my prostate and rolling waves of heat surrounded it. “Shit yes, boy... take it all!” Doc yelled out, pounding and pushing me forward into Mike’s tightly gripping hands. Holding onto my harness, Doc continued railing into me... pulling it completely out and then shoving it back down to the root. Mike just stood there, my tits in his hands. My eyes stayed on him... “Fuck yeh! Harder!” I kept begging Mike... feeling the pain in my cunt tighten even more around Doc. Doc’s breathing became hard, taking deep breaths with every thrust. Then I felt it... his cock expanding inside my cunt. “Mutherfuucckkk!” he yelled, his body shaking from the flood of cum pumping into me before falling on my back. Doc stayed in me as my tits continued to be tortured... the pain causing me to grip on the deflating cock until he couldn’t stand it anymore and pulled out. He stood there, holding his spent cock... a drop of cum visible in his piss slit. “Release him!” Doc snarled. Without a second thought, Mike released my tits and scrambled to free me from the bench. Finally set free, we both dropped in front of Doc’s slimy cock and cleaned it... our tongues fought for the slimy contents of my cunt until there was nothing left but our spit. I knew what was next... I looked up into Doc’s eyes and whimpered, wanting to taste Doc’s piss. Doc stood above us with a steel-hard gaze and grabbed my jaw, forcing it open and steaming hot piss rushed from his cock slit. The first rush hit my chin and then rose to my open mouth. “AWWW Fuck!” I moaned, trying to swallow. Remembering Mike next to me, I grabbed him by the neck and pulled under the piss stream still coming from Doc. Doc laughed... “Fuckers... you want to share don’t you.” We started nodding and moaning, letting him know it was true. At that moment, Mike and I were bonded... No matter what’s happened between us, we served Doc. Doc stood back and his piss started covering both of us, spraying our bodies. The hot piss rushed down, glazing us in a bright sheen as it gathered around us on the floor. I was hypnotized, watching it drip over Mike’s smooth muscled body. We started rubbing and wiping the piss with our hands over each other. When the last drops finally dripped from Doc’s cock, he stepped back... “Goddamn sweet piss boys... clean yourselves up.” We happily started lapping the piss off each other... our tongues covering each other’s bodies and exploring every nook and cranny. Moving to my ear, Mike licked the drop on my earlobe and whispered... “Shit Sam... I’m definitely gonna remember this.” I moaned, taking his head in both my hands and kissed him. Again, we went at it... tongues plunging into each other’s mouth to taste Doc’s piss. We couldn’t get enough of each other. As we kissed, I could feel my bladder signaling a need to release. I pulled off Mike and smiled... “Bro, I gotta piss.” Mike growled... Moving to my cock, he opened up and I put my cockhead on his outstretched tongue. As soon as it hit it, his thirsty mouth moved to surround the head... My chemmed piss gushed out. I could hear Mike’s frantic gulping and I realized this was Mike’s first time drinking piss. I laughed, looking down at Mike watching me... “No fucking way! Really!?” All he could do was give me a slight nod... It seemed like I was releasing gallons into his willing mouth. He was drinking as fast he could, but my piss was building up and pouring out over his chin. “All of it, boy!” Doc ordered, clearly impressed with Mike’s new kink. Mike moved forward to take my whole cock until I felt his lips against my crotch. At this point, I could see him struggling to take it down and could hear each gulp he took. As the stream started to slow, he started to relax and pulled back to taste the last remaining drops. Rising, his lips met mine... giving me a taste of my own piss. “Fuck! I needed that!” he murmured, trying to make sure Doc couldn’t hear. “All right, boy... in the sling,” Doc ordered. I don’t know how but Mike and I knew which one he was talking to. Mike quickly positioned himself and I moved to lock him in. I heard Mike groaning and turned to Doc... his arms now encased in long black rubber gloves. “Do it,” Doc ordered. Without questioning, I grabbed a filled rig and alcohol pad on the nearby table. I walked over to Mike and stood there for a minute before he smiled. I nodded, fastening the rubber strap around his bicep and prepped his inner arm... Holding the rig in my hand, my body began to tremble slightly as the needle met his vein. “Remember, boy...” I heard Doc tell me. New memories rushed into my mind... I knew what to do... I had done this before. “Holy shit, bro... I remember.” I laughed and expertly slipped it into Mike. I released the tourniquet and stepped back as the dose rushed through him. I could see him turn his face to me and growl through his clenched teeth... “Goddamn Sam...” With a motion of his hand, Doc called me over... I obeyed... Grabbing a stool, I placed it between the two slings and took a step back to watch. Placing a tub of lube on the stool, he plunged his hand into its white contents... “Good boy... watch.” he told me. His fingers caressed his twitching cuntlips and slowly pushed more and more of his fingers inside. With his body now writhing, Doc’s slicked hand disappeared into him. My eyes widened watching Mike take a fist. I could see the hunger and desire in his face... he was being stretched open... Doc started to easily pull his hand back and forth... each time a bit further out of Mike’s cunt. It was obvious he’d done this before! The fisting grew more intense... I could see the sling now swinging back and forth causing Mike to slide further onto Doc’s hairy forearm. “Fucking cunt.” I moaned and closed my eyes... I felt a strong rubbered hand grip my shoulder. I opened my eyes and turned to Bry, now standing next to me. “Look bro... fucking pig is leaking.” It was true... Mike’s cock was releasing a clear rivulet of precum forming a puddle on the floor underneath him. Bry gripped my shoulder again and took a bit of the precum with his fingers and fed it to me. “Fuck, yeh!” I moaned, tasting the precum and sucking on Bry’s fingers. My emotions at this moment were overwhelming and I fell into his arms and started crying. “Fuck Bry! Why didn’t you say anything to me that night? If you had only asked me to come with you, I would’ve!” I felt Bry easily lift me up and drop me into the empty sling... “Let’s do it...” he growled, securing me to the chains and pulling on a cord on the wall. “Oh... fuck!” I moaned. A black cloth dropped to reveal a mirror above me reflecting my glistening sweaty body. I watched as Bry slipped a hand into the lube. Spreading the lube on my cunt with his now slick hand, he started teasing it... “God damn, bro... that is one hungry cunt!” he growled, leaning in and kissing me. I moaned, feeling him at my cunt while we were locked in a passionate kiss. “Fucking pig... you’re loving it.” he smiled, giving me a final peck to concentrate on my cunt. He did this for a while... him playing with my cunt. Then slowly he slipped a finger inside. My eyes opened wide as my cunt heated up. My head flew back, and I exhaled deeply... “Fuuuuuck!” “You want me to stop, bro?” “Fuck no, bro!” I barked back, not wanting it to stop. “Good boy...” Bry grunted, slipping a second one in and finger fucking me. “Your slammed up cunt is getting a second dose.” My head was spinning but I loved it. With two fingers inside me, Bry opened them up and stretched me out... he was preparing me. I could feel him spreading more lube on my cunt and a third finger entered and opened me up even more... “Fuck yeh, more please!” I begged as the meth in the lube hit my bloodstream. Growling, Bry took it up a notch and slipped a fourth finger in and spread my insides to a point I didn’t think was possible. All I cared about was Bry’s hand working its way deeper inside me. My body burned with desire to be opened up. I could feel his fingers going deeper into me with every thrust until... at last... Bry took full control as his thumb came together with his fingers. He started rotating into me until I felt his entire hand slide in. I closed my eyes at the immense fullness in my cunt... “Motherfuuuuuck, bro! I never knew!” I cried out, having my best friend inside of me. “Fucking proud of you, bro!” Bry growled, feeling my cuntlips surrounding his wrist with his long fingers exploring my cunt. “Looks like you’re where you belong.” “Mmmmm... yeh... where I belong...” I moaned, looking up at the leather god who now owned me. “Yes boy, right where you belong...” Doc smiled, his hand firmly in my cunt. “Yeh Doc... more please.” I mumbled incoherently, realizing where I was. I looked up into the mirror reflecting both slings. Doc was between Mike and me... a hand in each of us. “Fist me, Doc!” I begged, wanting to feel everything the muscled boy next to me was experiencing. “Of course, boy.” Doc chuckled... somehow knowing what I was thinking. I began to wonder how, but then I felt Doc’s hand begin to work its magic in me and I didn’t care. I tried to wriggle myself down to feel his fist deeper inside me as he began to thrust deeper... slowly at first but then he began to speed up... “Shit yeh, Doc... so good!” Every once in a while, he’d push into both of us a little harder or at a different angle after slipping more of the potent lube into our cunts. Mike and I kept our eyes fixed on each other in the mirror, watching each other easily take a fist. The only sound coming out of the three of us were the moans and grunts as Doc punched and rolled his fists into our cunts. I could see Doc was deep inside Mike and driving his arm further inside. I knew there was no way I could take that. My cunt began to clamp down... trying to prevent the fist from going deeper. Noticing this, Doc slowed down and started to expand his fingers... “Goddammit! YEH!” I cried out, feeling his fingertips rubbing against the walls of my cunt. Doc continued slowly working on my cunt, but his fist was deep inside Mike... driving it deeper and deeper inside him. My cunt began to throb around Doc’s fist as I watched Mike’s cunt loosening up around Doc’s invading arm in what must have been new depths... I could see Mike’s body tremble and stiffen... not being able to take a deep breath. He started panting from the pleasure surging thorough his body until he let out a loud cry and fell back on the sweat covered sling... “Oh fuuck... yes... FIST!” he moaned, sweat pouring off his body. With his fist and forearm still in Mike, Doc began to laugh at hearing him so clearly express himself after his first cunt orgasm. That’s it boy... you’re integrating, aren’t you... tell me the truth. You’re remembering.” Doc chuckled, stretching out his hand and fingering the slimy walls of his cunt. “Remember everything...” Mike stared at his reflection in the mirror as the fingers thumped inside him... I could see he was reliving every moment that he had still blocked out... remembering his training... how his body was transformed... the hair removal... the piercing... the years of service to Doc. Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore and blurted out... “Fuck! Yes! I remember everything!” Doc smiled and pulled completely out of our cunts and undid our restraints. Carefully, he lifted us out of the slings. Mike and I stood there, holding on to each other to steady ourselves. “You thought I didn’t know, did you, boys.” he said, standing there smiling... his gloved arms dripping with lube and our juices. Mike stood there trembling, finally remembering that he was there when Doc began my training... “Sam, I’m sorry!” I didn’t know what to say... I was still in shock at what was happening and looked to Doc... “Remember...” he said, looking straight into my eyes and giving me my trigger. “Oh, shit!” I blurted out... remembering the last bit of memories that Doc had blocked from my mind. Mike and I looked at each other in shock... It was true... I was supposed to help unblock Mike’s memories of serving Doc. My brain started processing it. I ran to the door and tried to open it but it was locked. Turning, I saw myself as if for the first time in the mirror covering the far wall. Stepping to it, I stared at myself... From the beginning, I had been trained to do it. Doc had turned me into the collared leather gear pig standing before me. I knew I couldn’t go back. Worse, I didn’t want to go back... this was who I was! But everything I had done was under Doc’s control. I didn’t understand. Was I just some fucked up kid Doc used to get the one he really wanted? What the fuck was going to happen to me? Doc quickly came up behind me and turned me to face him. “It’s ok, boy.” he told me, wiping the tears from my face. “You’re safe... you aren’t going anywhere. And don’t worry, you’ll never have to see your dad, again.” “Yeh, Doc?” I asked, not really believing him. “Yeah, Sam... you’re staying here.” Mike said, walking up behind me. I turned to face him... seeing the complete man. I sighed and hugged him. We stood like that for a minute... my chin on his strong shoulders. That’s when I saw him... Bry stood at the open doorway with his collared sub at his side... hard cock drpping standing straight up. “Fuck bro... you’re ready!” he growled, and they turned to leave. I wanted to say something, but Mike took my face in my hands, and we started to kiss like long lost lovers. I could hear their heavy footsteps grow dimmer, and I heard the last part Bry said... “You’re free, bro... free from your dad. Have at...” “Boys....” Doc chuckled, interrupting our make-out session. Turning, we saw Doc sitting in his leather chair... His legs stretched wide, framing his hard cock. In his hand, he held a freshly packed pipe. Mike and I turned to each other and smiled. We dropped to the floor and crawled to him. At his feet, we both sat back on our haunches and waited. Doc lit the pipe and took a deep hit. We both moaned watching Doc’s pecs rise as the cloud filled his lungs. Exhaling, he motioned Mike to approach. Mike took the pipe and took a deep hit and fell back. “Boy...” Doc exhaled, teasing me with the pipe. “Fuck yeh, Doc!” I growled. I went for the pipe as soon I got between Doc’s thighs, but he pulled it away. I looked up into his eyes wondering what I did wrong. “You didn’t do anything wrong, boy,” he said, grabbing my chin, placing the at my mouth. “Feed.” Wrapping my lips around the warm stem, I took a deep breath of clouds and filled my lungs to capacity. Finally realizing this is where I was meant to be all along, I looked up to Doc and smiled. Grabbing my face with both his hands, he leaned into my ear and whispered... “Remember boy... remember everything...” “Fuck Doc!” I moaned, turning to Mike and fed the thick cloud into his waiting mouth... “I do now, Doc. I remember everything...” The End

Your diet can definitely affect the taste. I once shared a roasted elephant garlic bulb as an appetizer at lunch with a buddy… that night, we could taste it in our loads and sweat.