Doc Murphy’s Therapy

[Guest]

i think i am getting  high just reading....

[tallbootsleather]

SUCH A FUCKING HOT STORY.  FUCK YES!

[MKSub24]

This is soooo Hot!

[TallKinkyBttmSlut]

Mmmm I’d love to find a doctor like this!

[badjujuboy]

Doc Murphy’s Therapy 3 

I remember dreaming of men surrounding the bed... Their voices barely speaking above a whisper. I struggled to make out the words... Turning from side to side, I saw each booted muscled god geared in the shiniest of black leather. Tightly strapped leather harnesses accentuated their muscled pecs with rings through their prominently thick tits, making my mouth water... On my right, the men wore jockstraps... their full pouches so tight that I could see the subtlest of differences of their cocks... cut, uncut, pierced or not, it was more than obvious. While on my left, the men’s strong legs were enveloped in chaps... their muscles clearly defined as if the hide was painted on... their hard cocks and full sacs set off by a heavy chrome cockring. The room was filled with a distinctive scent of musk and leather as the sweaty tangled mass of flesh grew before my eyes... an orgy of every possible combination of lustful desire. The dream was so vivid... the men’s grunts and groans began to grow louder and fill the room. Seeing one of them escape the pile, I moaned, recognizing the young god approaching with tightly cropped red hair and green eyes. 

“Shit, Bry!” I called out, seeing my best friend transformed into the most incredible leather fantasy. 

His harness circled over his broad shoulders and under the thick muscled pecs. My eyes couldn’t stay off the twin slabs of muscle covered in reddish-brown fur showcasing a set of heavy rings piercing his thick erect tits poking through the fur. Below them, a trail of fur ran over the ridged stack of abs. His thick thighs bulged in the tightest leather chaps, drawing attention to the exposed dripping hard cock and sac. With every step of his boots, his muscles rippled at the slightest movement as he made his way to me. 

“Fuck Sam,” he smiled with a lustful gaze, pulling the covers off to reveal my shaved body... Staring at wetness of the sheets at below my cunt, he growled. “I hear you’ve been a good boy.” 

Still trying to understand how he could be in my room, I asked “How...?” 

“Never mind, bro...,” he said, interrupting me and pointing to the writhing heap of men in the room. “You need to serve.” 

Looking at the men, wave after wave of desire came over me... 

“Yeh, Bry...I do.” I growled, getting down on my knees as Bry’s leaking cock throbbed before my eyes. 

Licking my lips and wanting to taste that cock again, I reached up to his thick muscled thighs and leaned in, opening my mouth take it in...  

Suddenly, a sound woke me up... It was Mike, carrying a tray of food and juice into the room. 

“Sorry, Sam... didn’t mean to wake you. Doc told me you spent the night ‘cause it was getting late and asked me to just drop this off.” 

As I lay there, the images of Bry and the other men began to flood back into my mind. It took a minute to get into the moment before realizing I was sporting the beginnings of a hardon. But for some reason, it didn’t bother me, and it wasn’t definitely a problem for Mike... 

“Looks like it was a good dream.” he smiled, noticing my growing cock before putting the tray down next to the bed. 

“Thanks, Mike,” I said, drinking some of the juice and remembering last night. “Yeh, it was getting late by the time my session was over.” 

“Yeah, Doc doesn’t like to break up a session if it’s going really well...” he chuckled, looking me over... “Well, for some patients at least, he’ll keep it going as long as necessary. When that happens, I just head to my room and work on my thesis.”  

“Cool,” I said, remembering how he looked last night in his gear... my cock started stiffening. 

“Yeah, very cool... and so fucking smooth,” he groaned, sitting down on the bed next to me and rubbing my abs and shaved crotch before leaning in. 

Without a word, he brought his lips to mine... It was like last night never happened. He reached down and ran his fingers over my puckering cunt, causing me to groan in surprise. Kissing me deep and hard, his tongue invaded my mouth. 

“I thought...” I moaned, taking a breath as a finger entered me. 

“What? I’m a bottom cause I let Doc fuck me...” he laughed, feeling the remnants of cum in my cunt. “Don’t worry... I’m not jealous. It’s part of our arrangement while I finish my grad work. That's all there is to it... nothing else.” 

“Nothing else,” I groaned, feeling a second and third finger go in. 

“Damn... Doc must’ve worked your cunt over last night.” he growled, feeling my still loose cunt. 

“Yeh... he did,” was all I could say as he continued fingering me. 

“Did ya like it, Sam? Being filled with Doc’s cock or was it something else?” he grunted, stripping and pulling my thighs apart to expose my cunt.  

“Shit, yeh!” I moaned, seeing that hard pierced cock again... 

The next thing I felt was his warm wet tongue licking my cunt before it spread my cuntlips and pushed inside. 

“Goddamn!” I moaned, feeling him digging deep inside me. 

"Sweet fucking tasty cunt, bro" he said, coming up for air. “How’s that feel?” 

“Fuck yeh... fuck my cunt!” 

“That’s right, bro... what you have there is a cunt... Don’t ever forget it.” he told me, teasing me with his cock. 

I nodded, remembering my therapy... “Cunt...” 

Putting my legs over his shoulders, he shoved his rigid cock into me without warning, sending a wave of passion over me. 

“Say it, bro... tell me what you want.” 

“Fucking fill, me!” I gasped, feeling the ring hit my prostate as he began to rock in and out of me. 

He didn’t waste any time ramming his cock into me... 

“Fucker... gonna take my time with you,” he growled, slowing down and holding his cock deep in my cunt. 

He kept on edging... fucking me til he was close, then would pause, waiting for the sensation to pass... only to start again until I was begging for his load. 

“Fuck man... give me your load, bro! I need it!” I cried out, grabbing his hips and pulling him in all the way to the root. 

He began ramming me hard until he stiffened and let out a heavy roar, unloading a volley of cum inside me. I could feel each throbbing pulse of his cock. Bending down, still impaled inside of me, he kissed me. 

“Fucking hot cunt...” he smiled, pulling his still hard cock out and sitting back. 

I scrambled to clean it... sucking and tonguing his cock until I had done my duty. 

“Good boy...” he growled, his warm wet tongue licking my cunt before it spread my cuntlips and invaded. “Give it to me.” 

With little pushes of my cunt, the load dripped out onto his open mouth until I had released most of it... Then, he crawled up and fed it to me. Kissing, our darting tongues exchanged the load until we both gulped down the contents and fell on the bed in a sweaty jumble.  

“Fuck, Sam... That was hot. I never imagined that you’d be this good when you came into the office that day. I figured you were just some messed up kid needing therapy.” he laughed, exploring my smooth body with his hands. “You surprised me when you showed up here like this. What made you do it?” 

Knowing what I knew about him, I smiled. “Don’t know... I guess I just felt like it.” 

“Yeah, I know what you mean,” he chuckled, taking hold of my smooth pecs and rubbing his fingers over them. “I did the same thing when I first got here. But it’s a bitch to keep up... so I got it permanently removed. Doc has a buddy who does it and hooked me up.” 

“Yeh?” I groaned, imagining being permanently hairless as he went down to lick my pecs.  

Then, licking my left tit, Mike sucked it in and bit down... 

“Goddamn!” I moaned, panting at the pain he was inflicting. 

He stayed on my tit, chewing on it... tasting the sweat dripping off my pec. Releasing it with a kiss, he moved to the right one and I began to growl in heat as he repeated the torture now turning to pleasure. Reaching for my swollen cock, he began to stroke it as he alternated on my tits before moving down my abs. By now, my tits were aching and standing at attention, causing my cock to go rock hard. 

“Yeah,” Mike growled, exploring my shaved body with his mouth... “When did you do it?” 

“Yesterday, right before coming over.” I sighed, feeling his lips and tongue sliding over my skin. 

“You missed a spot, right here. I’ll let Doc know... so you can get that taken care of.” he chuckled, licking between my thigh and crotch before taking my cock in his mouth.  

“Fuck, yeh!” I cried out, feeling his tongue dig into my piss slit. 

He started licking and wrapping his tongue around the mushroom head... flicking at it and lapping the dribbling precum. Slowly sliding down, he started sucking on my leaking cock... keeping his eyes locked on mine with one hand on my shaft and the other holding tightly onto my sac. His hand began to pull it away from my body as he held my balls tightly in a fist.  

“Aw fuck! Harder!” I cried out... realizing at that moment the extent of my therapy.  

My begging for pain urged him on and his pace quickened. I thrust my hips up to meet him. The sensations of his mouth were overwhelming... I needed to cum. I was close... Grabbing the back of Mike’s head with both hands, I began forcing his mouth up and down my cock, faster and faster. I could feel myself slowly going over the edge. Then, as he released his grip, my body shook with lust, releasing an explosion of cum.  

“Fuck yeh, bro! Fucking love, this shit!”  

We remained like that... me on my back with him still latched on my cock... sweat running down our bodies until sound of Doc’s voice shook us out of the moment. Doc stood at the entrance to the room, but I couldn’t make out what he said. My mind must have blocked it out... but the moment Mike heard the words, he sat up, releasing my cock. Turning to Doc, he nodded and dropped to his knees on the floor next to him.  

“Good boy,” he chuckled, rubbing Mike’s sweaty shoulder. “I was wondering what was taking you so long,” 

I quickly apologized... “Doc... I’m sorry. I guess I fucked up.” 

“No problem, Sam. So... you’ve now experienced both Mikes.” 

Leaving the dazed Mike on the floor, he wandered over to me. 

“How’s it feel?” he asked, feeling my freshly fucked cunt. 

“Damn, Doc,” I smiled, seeing his growing bulge... “So good!” 

“Good to hear, boy.”  

He looked back to Mike kneeling obediently on the floor before noticing my chewed-up tits. Pulling his wet finger from my cunt, he rubbed the slime around my swollen tits and gripped them tightly with his fingernails. 

“Fuck, yeh!” I shuddered. “Harder!” 

With his cock now tenting his jeans, he whispered in my ear as he increased his grip on me. 

“Yeh, Doc...” I murmured, feeling the pain course through my body. 

After a couple of minutes, Doc let go and stood up. I quickly fell next to Mike, our hands behind our backs at attention. Turning to face us, he began to strip as... I could see him speaking, but I couldn’t make out the words. Gripping the bottom of his T-shirt, he pulled it up and off his torso, exposing the forest of fur on his muscled pecs. We quickly made our way to remove his shoes and socks. Mike then scrambled up to unbuckle the thick black belt around his waist. It was then I joined him as we pulled the jeans down to expose his furry legs. Slowly, we began moving our mouths up his legs... our hands massaging his powerful muscles until we met at Doc’s low hanging sac. Taking in the scent of his crotch, both of us began to moan and took one of his heavy balls in our mouths... 

“Fucking cuntmouths!” 

Our tongues darted out, tasting the hairy sweaty sac and we moved up to the base of Doc’s shaft... Up we went... our lips gently massaging the thickening shaft until our tongues met at the leaking piss slit at the tip of his engorged cockhead. Tasting the precum, our tongues began lapping it up. Feeling Doc’s hands against our heads and push our mouths against each other, our sparring tongues began to feed each other. 

“Goddamn cocksuckers.” he growled, holding us by the scruff of our necks. 

We began to worship him, sucking and worshipping his god-like cock like we had been trained...  

‘Yeh, that’s the word,’ I thought...realizing at that moment it had been imbedded in us... Mike and I were meant to serve together.  

Before I could think about it, Doc thrust between our lips... back and forth, enjoying our attention to his powerful cock. We needed his cock... we continued... pushing him closer to release with every movement of our mouths. Feeling the overwhelming need for cock, I moved to the head and slowly swallowed his cock to the base of his shaft. I could feel Mike’s tongue flicking at the saliva dripping out of my mouth. Slowly backing off, I grabbed Mike’s head and shoved my tongue in his open mouth. Gripping my tongue with his lips, he moaned... knowing his desire for cock, I pushed his head towards Doc’s still leaking cock and he swallowed it in one fell swoop. We continued like that... sharing Doc’s now steel cock. We were nothing but a pair of cuntmouths servicing a cock... just as Doc had said. Getting close, Doc pushed us off his cock and we fell to the floor... our faces covered in spit. 

Walking over to the bed, he pulled out a packed pipe and torch from the nightstand and climbed onto the bed. Spreading his legs, he lit the pipe, inhaled and motioned to us. Quickly, we climbed on the bed, slid over the soft sheets and joined him on either side. Placing our mouths to his, we inhaled the large cloud escaping his handsome mouth.  

“Go on... have at.” he growled, passing the lit pipe to Mike. 

We began sharing the pipe while Doc sat back watching us take hits and blowing the thick white clouds into each other’s mouths. Taking the last hit on the now empty pipe, I exhaled into Mike, devouring him in a deep kiss as Doc’s strong hands roamed over our bodies. Instinctively, we both went for Doc’s tits. 

“Fuckers...” he growled, pushing our mouths onto his furry pecs. 

Holding both of us tightly, we began to suckle like two nursing pups, humping our bodies against Doc’s legs. Doc’s hands roamed down over our smooth muscled backs and began to explore our cunts. 

“Goddamn cunts...”  

I began moaning as the realization of what I was becoming hit me and I raised my hips, giving Doc access. But it didn’t stop there... I felt another hand now exploring my exposed cunt. It was Mike’s. 

“Fuck me!” I cried out, feeling fingers digging into me before latching back onto Doc’s tit. 

Mike immediately pounced on me and shoved his cock deeply inside me. Holding onto my shoulders, he began to piston fuck me.  

“Fuck, yeh!” I cried out into Doc’s pec, feeling the PA scraping against my prostate with every stroke. 

The sensations in my cunt took over my mind and I was lost in the moment... My mind filled again with images of the leathered gods surrounding us... watching me surrendering to my desires. Bry stood out smiling, leading another by a leash to our side.  

“Fuck yeah, bro... Feels good, don’t it?” Bry growled, pushing the sub onto the floor on all fours.  

Smiling, he moved behind the sub and kicked his legs apart to expose the willing cunt. Bry dropped... Licking the pierced taint leading to the sub’s willing cunt, Bry smiled and looked at me before shoving his cock in quickly... causing the sub to let out soft groan. I couldn’t take my eyes off them... seeing the look of rapture on the sub’s face as he took every inch of Bry’s cock. 

“Fuck, bro... Tell me... is yours still tight?” he growled, picking up the pace and slamming the willing sub. 

“Fuck yeh!” I grunted, coming back to reality as I felt Doc’s hands caressing down my back.  

“YEH, DO IT!” I yelled, feeling Doc’s cock pressing on my cunt while climbing onto Mike’s back. 

I was grabbing at the sheets, feeling Doc’s cock sliding over Mike’s shaft and pushing past my cuntlips. 

“OH FUUUUCK!” I hissed, instantly feeling the pain of being split open. 

“Relax, boy... surrender.” Doc told me, before saying something else I couldn’t understand. 

Instantly, a wave of pleasure overcame any pain as Doc’s cock invaded me. Mike remained still... not a sound coming from him. 

“Yeh...” I now moaned in pleasure, feeling Doc’s cock invading my cunt. 

With my therapy now kicking in, I began fucking myself on their cocks.  

“Good boy,” Doc grunted, slapping Mike on the ass and they began fucking me in unison. 

With every one of their thrusts, I moaned... feeling myself stretched to the limit, I began to lose focus. The room grew warmer and filled with the sounds of animals rutting... grunts, moans and wet slapping bodies. Bry had returned...  

Holding onto the moaning sub by his harness, Bry’s assault continued as the sub fucked himself on the pierced cock. The wet slapping of Bry’s thighs against the sub’s shaved ass filled the air around the circle of leathered admirers. 

“Fuck, Sam... Every time I fuck this cunt, I imagine it’s you... my bro... taking my cock.”  

With each pounding, the sub’s moans grew louder, and begged for more. Bry continued pile-driving him... stretching his cunt with an ever-increasing ferocity until he couldn’t hold back and released an explosion of cum. Instantly, the sub scrambled to Bry’s still hard cock to clean off the remnants of his load.  

"Inspiration...” Bry growled at me. 

Coming back into the moment, I felt the thrusts of my double fuck begin to slow and intensify... I knew it wouldn’t be too long for them to fill my cunt.  

“Fuck yeh!” I cried out, feeling the simultaneous loads unleashing in me as the fucking continued until the contents of their balls flooded my cunt.   

Their load now deposited, they fell on my back and pushed me fully onto the mattress. 

“Inspiration,” I moaned... feeling the weight of their bodies on top of me. 

Pulling out of me, Doc stood up and positioned himself in front of our faces... 

“Beautiful...” 

Immediately, we took his slimed cock and cleaned it... taking the remains of the loads into our mouths. Satisfied, Doc walked away as Mike pulled me up and sat back, holding me in his arms. Holding tightly onto his cock, I leaned back...our lips met. We began to devour each other as his hands explored my sweaty body. Releasing his cock, my hands roamed over his hairless muscular body, knowing that it was what I needed... to bulk up and match his body. In the back of my mind, I already knew that my appointment with Doc’s buddy was set... I would never have to worry about stubble. I moved down his beautiful pecs and made my way to his cock and took it into my mouth, tasting the residue of the double fuck.  

“Fuck, Sam.” Mike moaned, feeling my mouth on his softening cock. 

Shocked, I sat up and looked into his eyes. There was no doubt, the other Mike was there with me now. He took me in his arms, and we fell back on the bed.  

“Fuck, Sam... Doc must be wondering where I am.” he said, spooning me. 

“Naw, he probably just thinks you’re working on your thesis.” I moaned, feeling his cock against my ass. 

“Yeah,” he sighed...  

Several hours later, I woke up in the dark room with Mike still beside me... our bodies tangled in the middle of the bed. Feeling a sensation around my neck, I reached up and found my leather collar securely fastened to my neck.  

“Yeh...” I moaned, turning to Mike and seeing him collared, too. 

I knowingly grabbed the note on the nightstand and read it... ‘Downstairs’ was all it said, and I shook Mike to wake him. Slowly opening his eyes, he smiled, seeing me collared. Slowly, we made our way to the two leather bags in the center of the room and faced each other. Keeping our eyes fixed, we slipped the restraints on our wrists. Next, we placed the harnesses over our shoulders and buckled each strap tightly. I moaned as the leather again touched my smooth skin. Retrieving our jockstraps, we slid them up over our hairless bodies and adjusted our cocks. My junk now snug in the cum crusted leather pouch, I pulled out my still sweat-soaked socks and put them on. Turning to Mike, I saw him standing there looking down at the socks in his hand.   

“What’s happening... Sam, what the fuck are you wearing!?” he said in a state of confusion, looking up as if he was seeing me geared up for the first time. 

Grabbing the socks, I dropped to my knees... “Let me help you,” I moaned, kissing his feet. 

After placing them on him, I pulled the pair of boots out of his bag... 

“10-hole Rangers...” I said, motioning him to step in. 

Now in his boots, he stayed there in a daze, still looking down at me. I began pulling the laces through the eyelets of his right boot. It was freaking me out, but I kept on... then, I realized that with every ladder rung I added, he began to calm down. With the boot now laced up, he dropped to one knee and began to methodically lace the other without hesitation.  

“Fuck...what the hell was that?” I mumbled, quickly putting on my boots, lacing them up and placing an arm band around my right bicep. 

Grabbing the other, I stood and saw Mike taking a long hit from a full glass pipe... his cheeks tightening as he pulled the cloud into his lungs. 

“Fuck, yeh... gimme some, bro.” I moaned, walking over to him and placed the band on his right bicep as I caught a glimpse of the beads of sweat dripping down his smooth pit... My tongue worked its way from his bicep to worship his pit. 

“MMMMM,” he groaned, clamping his hand around the back of my neck to smash our mouths together... tongues lashed around in our mouths as he fed me the cloud. My body became alive again, and I surrendered. With our lips locked, we clawed at each other... our hands covering every inch of smooth muscled flesh and encased leather on our bodies.  

“Fucker... Welcome back...,” I grunted. “Let’s go. Doc’s waiting.”

Edited March 26 by badjujuboy

[Pnp-pig]

WOW ! Chapter 3 was really hot

[badjujuboy]

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 

Edited April 21 by badjujuboy

[damsonffpig]

Awesome writing 🐷😈

[backpackguy]

Awesome story...wish I were Mike and Sam...I luv 😋 leather!!! Thanks badjuju!!! Maybe a sequel in the near future??? 10-hole Rangers, stinky/sweaty yellow socks, harnesses, cod-pieces, oh yeah!!🧦👣🦶🥾🔥😈🐷😛

[MusclePup]

Fuck!!   amazing ,   thank you for that great story .

[badjujuboy]

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. 

[backpackguy]

FUCK, luv this prequel/sequel Badjuju!!!!!!!!!!!! This story boned me to the end...went on line and ordered a pair of 10-hole Ranger boots, w/yellow laces. from Europe!!! They just arrived...I'm wearing them., w/piss yellow Nasty Pig soxs and drinking a piss/wine spritzer, and sniffing poppers as I read this amazing addition to your story...sooooooo fuckin hooottttt!!!!!!!!! All I need now is some clouds🗯️, a bump🧑‍🦰❄️🍊, a slam❄️🚀, and a hard cock🍆💦, and the Gift☣️☣️!!!

[Latinincdmx2]

Great story and well-written. Thank you for such a great fantasy. 

[themiraclebox]

please continue ….. slam them n give them both a good gangbang 

[badjujuboy]

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.