Hostile take-over

by brazboy   

Tomás develops a potion to use at work, but he thinks it can have many other practical applications. Who said mixing work and private life is bad?

Tomás had finished a master’s in chemistry and been immediately hired by a big company in São Paulo at the insistence of a director who knew his advisor—it isn’t every day that you have someone who develops a serum that was capable of making your interlocutor significantly more agreeable to what you are saying, and that would obviously have more than a few uses when it comes to business. As such, Tomás was given a large budget, a lab with a small staff, and two simple tasks: make more of this thing, and make it better.

And so he did—after six months on the job Tomás’s little lab was manufacturing ten liters of his serum a month, which the company sent to all their vendors mixed with sugar as a “premium coffee sweetener” to be added to the customer’s drink. He also managed to produce a concentrated version of the thing which was even more potent, but that one was highly expensive and given only to the executive staff, which were faintly aware of what it did, and used it only in high-stake negotiations, such as recently when they acquired one of their competitors for half the price—if the normal product made the interlocutor “more agreeable” to suggestion, the concentrated version made him perfectly willing to follow whatever he heard in a strong voice, rationalizing it as his own desire.

Finishing that deal, of course, led to Tomás receiving a massive bonus, which allowed him to buy his house and make a nice rainy-day fund, as well as financing to expand his lab’s research.

So now, Tomás was developing an even stronger version of the thing, which was dripping into a beaker in his lab, as he and his assistant watched.

“It smells very different from the other one,” said Tomás, collecting just one droplet, and dripping it in a cup of juice. He then turns around and gives the juice to his lab assistant, who drinks it.

“Uhhhh, it tastes really strong too!” said the 21-year-old intern, a hunk who was amazingly smart and on whom Tomás had developed a bit of a crush. While Tomás himself was not unattractive—he was 191 centimeters tall, rather muscular and had a reasonably pleasant face—Gabriel was a complete hunk with model-like features, so much so that most people were surprised when they learned how smart he was. The only problem with Gabriel was that he was a bit socially obtuse, although that was more of a tactic to avoid the extreme amounts of attention he received naturally than really born out of social limitations.

“Do you feel anything different?” asked Tomás, observing Gabriel, who shrugged.

“Not really… try commanding me. I’ll try not to obey as much as I can,” he said, and Tomás nodded, rubbing his chin as if considering what to say.

“Pick up the bench,” he said, and Gabriel quickly did it.

“I tried to resist but… I mean, surely, I felt compelled to follow the order but it doesn’t feel much different to the premium version we already had… it’s like trying to suppress a tic—I might be able to do it if I wanted to hard enough, maybe?” explained Gabriel, continuing to hold the bench with his thick muscular arms stretching his sleeves.

Tomás nodded—he had tried the other versions of the serum himself and he knew what Gabriel meant; basically, in the basic version of the serum you felt an inclination to follow the suggestion or command, but you could easily avoid it consciously if you wanted to. In the premium version, you could avoid it but it was harder, as you felt a compulsion to follow the command that was similar to the impulse to jerk your arm if you have such a tic, for example, as the command became internalized as your own desire. Avoiding it, then, was something that required a lot of mental effort to do, but it could, in some cases, be done.

“I see… so I’ll order you to do something you wouldn’t do normally. Let’s see how that goes,” said Tomás, and Gabriel nodded, putting the bench down—he was ordered to lift it, not to keep holding it up. “Remove your clothes,” said Tomás, and Gabriel squeezed his lips—he surely did not want to do that, as he felt he already got more than enough attention from Tomás as it was!

While Gabriel knew how hot he was, and used it to his advantage when he felt like it could favor him, he hated being so conspicuous just due to the size and aesthetics of his body, especially at work—he felt that it detracted from his academic and professional achievements, areas in which he also excelled. It was impossible for him not to stand out: at 197 centimeters of handsome brown muscle, he attracted eyes like a lighthouse in the middle of the blue wide ocean; but he didn’t want his boss to see him naked in his full glory and forever remember his caramel muscles, purple nipples, and deliciously thin body hair instead of his amazing reports and great comments whenever he looked at him from now on. Gabriel also didn’t want to inhabit Tomás’s yank sessions any more than he had to, either.

And yet, he couldn’t avoid doing it. He was sweating, trying to, but Gabriel’s hands could only lower around his body and remove his apron, slowly, and then pull up his shirt, more quickly, revealing his majestically muscular and thick torso, which included the thickest pecs Tomás had ever seen, dripping some sweat as Gabriel tried to resist revealing them. Tomás gasped, watching the muscles bounce, as Gabriel blushed.

“Wow,” Tomás whispered, and Gabriel felt awful—now he’d only be seen as a pile of muscle forever. Great! It was like when his advisor saw him playing football shirtless all over again! And yet, the hunk couldn’t avoid fulfilling the order and pulling down his pants, revealing his massive bulge and thick legs, which made Tomás hard between his legs.

Tomás gasped seeing the revelation of Gabriel’s lower muscles, and his cock trembled under his pants. Tomás had had a crush on Gabriel, and he hadn’t really fucked since he moved to São Paulo—he was too deep in work and didn’t really have a social network there. Seeing Gabriel get naked was so nice and pleasant that he even forgot to command him to stop—technically, originally, Tomás hadn’t meant for Gabriel to remove his underwear, to expose himself like that, but now that didn’t feel like such a bad idea.

“Tomás… tell me to stop,” said Gabriel with his hands on his briefs trying to resist the urge to follow the command, hoping that pointing out the situation would pull his boss back to earth and get him to reset the order. Tomás opened his mouth and almost did it, but his erection in his pants was too hard and he was horny.

“Gabriel, you want to show me your naked body. Remove your underwear and stroke your cock for me,” said Tomás, shocking even himself. Gabriel’s eyes widened as he heard it, but as soon as the order registered with his brain, it was true. He knew obviously that his mind had changed on this—he hadn’t wanted to get naked just a few seconds before, but now he did, truly and absolutely. And he would—he had a great body, why not show it? He had achieved this body as much as he had achieved his academic skills!

And so, Gabriel pushed his briefs down and threw them away, exposing his long 19cm soft member, which he grabbed and started stroking to hardness, as it engorged and grew to 21, 23, 25, 27, 29 and then amazingly thick and wet 31 centimeters of purple manhood, which literally made Tomás drool as he saw it grow. Gabriel’s long foreskin moved up and down, engulfing his wet cockhead and then revealing it, as he strokes his gigantic shaft.

“My god, Gabriel, how could you hide that from everyone?” gasped Tomás, and although it wasn’t an order, Gabriel felt compelled to respond, as he continued to massage himself, his balls swaying beautifully between his thick legs, as big as tangerines.

“I jerk off in the bathroom when I get hard. That’s why I go there so often, not to pee, but to jack off,” he said, still jacking his cock, his massive pecs flexing as his both hands are wrapped against the immense tool, squeezing it and getting drenched by Gabriel’s overflowing pre. One of his fingers then moves to polish his cockhead, travelling between his glans and his foreskin, getting soaked in man juices, which he tastes though his thick lips.

“Fuck… you are making me hard too… do you want to see me naked?” asked Tomás, cheekily, and Gabriel snorted, rolling his eyes condescendingly.

“Not really, boss. You know I’m straight; honestly, this is weird as fuck already. Just order me to stop jerking myself off… I’ll end up… hmmm, ejaculating on the beakers otherwise,” said Gabriel as he continues moaning and jerking.

Tomás frowned at the brash and honest response, which was a big turn-off for him. “You want to see me naked, Gabriel. You are fucking gay, gay as they come. And you won’t ejaculate, not until I say so. Come on, sit up there on the cold tiles of the table,” said an annoyed Tomás, surprised at himself by the words leaving his mouth.

Gabriel grunted in complaint, knowing he was being abused but unable to do anything about it. His brain was literally being rewired and suddenly he was feeling his attraction for women vanish and be replaced by a love of muscle, cock, and men. Worse, even though he started stroking his cock harder—now that this situation was slowly becoming appealing to his sexuality—he felt himself edging but unable to orgasm, biting his lips of need, frustration, and anger as he stared furiously at his boss; not before sitting his two fat buns on the table behind him, exposing his rod and balls to Tomás.

“Fuck, boss, you are a fucking pervert; if you stop now and… and revert this… I’ll not tell anyone… I don’t want to be gay, I have a girlfriend… I don’t want to be a fucking fag…,” said Gabriel.

Tomás almost recoiled with the implicit threat and the aggressive language. He frowned though, his hands resting on Gabriel’s legs and spreading them out, as he groped his subordinate’s thick and lovely muscles. Gabriel would have punched Tomás then, if he could stop stroking his massive member.

“No, you want to be gay, and you want to do whatever I order you to do. You won’t tell anyone anything I do to you, either. You want what is best for me, truly, and you couldn’t do anything to hurt me, directly or indirectly. Now stop stroking your cock and let me suck this massive toy, Gabriel,” said Tomás, feeling a rush that this massively muscular and well-hung stud was now helpless to his orders. Gabriel growling in anger, aware that he was being changed but unable to prevent it—he was being flooded by new feelings of wanting to help and serve his boss in ways much beyond what he would be willing to just second before. He grunted and stopped stroking his rod, put his hands on the sides of his body like a good lad—he wanted Tomás to be pleased by how he behaved now, to his own fury—and shook his hips to the sides, making his massive erection slap his abs and then bob left and right.

“Please, boss, suck my cock… fuck my ass… do whatever you want with me,” said Gabriel, as his face turned from contracted and harsh to soft, and totally red of embarrassment, showing outwardly the melting of his fears and concern into horniness and need. Tomás grunted, slapping Gabriel’s massive rod before pulling it and stroking it up and down himself, making Gabriel moan—fuck, being touched by the boss was much better than touching himself!

“Yea, that’s what I wanted to hear, you love being touched by me, the fact that it is me stroking or sucking or fucking you makes the feelings ten times stronger!” announced Tomás before lowering his mouth and swallowing the thick and purple rod in one fell swoop, engulfing the whole of Gabriel’s glans, licking them deliciously as the whole shaft trembled hard and amazingly hot, drooling immense amounts of pre against Tomás’s tongue.

“Oooooh, bosssss, fuuuuuuuuuuuck, it is too much! You fucking give amazing head!” moaned Gabriel, overwhelmed by the mere licking and sucking that Tomás was doing, the sensations now increased ten times. Tomás realized his mistake too late, as Gabriel moaned and mumbled and drooled and his balls trembled, and the lad ejaculated dry! There had been nothing in Tomás’s command forbidding Gabriel from orgasming, just from cumming, and that hadn’t happened as Gabriel panted and shouted and his whole body flexed in orgasmic delight, but shed no seed. Somehow, his muscles refused to pump his spunk, even though they trembled frenetically—it was like Gabriel couldn’t physically cum without permission anymore.

Realizing all of that, Tomás started sucking Gabriel harder and harder, engulfing the magnificent cock totally, up until his lips touched Gabriel’s groin, and then going up and down on the member as his hands pinched Gabriel’s massive tits, squeezed them, playing with his hard nipples and making Gabriel go mad, shouting nonsensical words.

“Glabargoooo, too fucklingaoooood,” shouted the muscular hunk, now completely out of control, as his body forced him to have another dry orgasm, and then a closer third. Because he couldn’t cum, he couldn’t get relief, and Gabriel was thus close to entering a state of perfect and continuous orgasmic pleasure where one dry bliss tied and led immediately to the next, due to the wonderful sucking and groping provided by his boss, without ever releasing his spunk and giving him relief and respite.

Tomás, however, wanted to eventually taste Gabriel’s cum. After a few minutes of delicious sucking, he pulled away from Gabriel’s cock, allowing him a second to breathe, while pre and spit formed many connecting threads between the fat glans and his own thick lips. Tomás smiled, as Gabriel lowered his muscular frame tiredly back on the cold tiles.

“Gabriel, you’ll cum when I slap your face now, understood?” said Tomás, and Gabriel was panting, tired, sweaty, stirred on top of the tiled table, feeling the coldness against his hot and sweaty skin. He nodded.

“Yes… boss… please…,” he responded as his massive pecs moved up and down frenetically, trying to control his breathing, and Tomás nodded too.

“Then sit up as I suck you, and praise me,” the boss ordered, and immediately spread Gabriel’s legs, engulfing his cock with his lips once again, except now he used his left hand to penetrate Gabriel’s exposed rear hole. Tomás used two of his fingers to poke and open Gabriel’s rear ring, as his right hand continued to grope the strong lad’s muscular tits, and his mouth went up and down on the dangerously needy and hard cock that was between Gabriel’s massive legs. Gabriel was soon panting frenetically again, feeling so much pleasure to an augmented level, almost wiping all reason from his mind.

“Boss, please slap my face, I need to cum so hard, you are so hot and amazing, you have completely taken over my body and there’s nothing else I can do but orgasm inside you mouth for you, boss! Please boss, let me cum for you and take my seed, there’s nothing else I can ask for! Your fingers inside me are turning me wild, your hands on my chest… fuck, fuck boss, I can’t resist… please let me cum!” said Gabriel in between panting and mumbling and grunting and gasping as another row of dry orgasms started when Tomás’s fingers swirled inside him and hammered his nice prostate, making Gabriel contract and his eyes roll and tear as his chatting mouth drooled and panted with his tongue out.

Then, as that happens, Tomás’s right hand left Gabriel’s right thick pecs and slapped his face, and Gabriel’s whole body trembled at once, like a meaty man-earthquake—all his amazing muscles contracted to expel his cum, which shot abundantly inside Tomás’s mouth, flooding the boss. Gabriel moaned and grunted, flexing frenetically like a fish out of water, as his cock trembled and throbbed. He ejaculated jet after jet of orgasmic milk, which Tomás swallowed, but then so much flowed so consistently that some of the thick juice oozed and overflowed out of the boss’s mouth, even as he tried to grunt and welcome all the manly liquid inside him. When Tomás pulled his lips away from Gabriel’s orgasmic cock, there was still enough spunk inside the panting orgasmic Gabriel to paint Tomás’s face warm and white, and when the cock slapped Gabriel’s abs, the hunk’s muscles and even face also get covered with sticky man-milk, not to mention the tiles on the table around him.

“Clean the lab, wash yourself, and then come to my office, Gabriel. I’ll fuck your ass, and then I’ll take you home with me. Be silent while you do the cleaning,” ordered Tomás, as he adjusted his bulge. He, too, had orgasmed, without even touching himself, as Gabriel pumped his milk inside Tomás’s overstretched and bulging throat. Tomás was now realizing the full potential of his discovery and he wanted to take some notes and delete some archives after making personal copies—he couldn’t give the secrets of this new serum to his bosses, as it was potentially world-changing.

Before going to his office, though, Tomás set the machine to make other doses of his new serum, which he planned to take home.

Fifteen minutes later, Tomás was naked at his desk, deleting archives after sending what he must to his personal email. He had also taken notes on what he knew about his new formula and how it worked, when he heard someone knock on the door.

“Who is it?” he asked as his body froze in apprehension.

“B…boss, it…it’s me… Gabriel… I’ve finished cleaning everything and came for my fucking. Also, the machine finished processing the materials you left there and you have around 19 or 20 centiliters of your new serum ready,” informed Gabriel’s deep voice but now in a more unsure, almost submissive tone. As Tomás invited him in, the cleaned and washed and dried up muscle hunk walked in naked, totally hard, and sat on Tomás’s couch, hugging the back of the furniture, spreading his legs and thusly exposing his deliciously tight hole as well as his massive dangling balls in the middle.

“I see… it seems my orders don’t just make him obey, they do rewire him to make it so that he fulfills them… this thing does result in… physical changes in people, as well as long-term mental changes…,” mused Tomás, but he just closed his computer and went to slap those delicious buns exposed for him, as his cock rose back up to attention.

“Good, Gabriel, you look great… I love this new dynamic between us. You love my cock and want to serve me, even more than I want to fuck and suck you… that’s how it should have been from the beginning,” said Tomás, rubbing his cockhead against the tight gapping hole, which physically reacted to his touch with desire, as did Gabriel’s cock, smacking his hard abs.

“Yes… boss… that’s right and good. I was thinking about it as I cleaned everything and I am glad that you used that potion to change me and make me this way… I used to worry about being judged by my body rather than my intellect, but I see now how stupid that is. My body is who I am. We are chemists, I should have known that from the beginning,” rationalized Gabriel. Tomás frowned, surprised by that logic, although it was happily very useful to him. The boss then grabbed Gabriel’s hair and pulled it backward, making the hunk shriek in delight, as Tomás realized Gabriel hadn’t turned into an idiot. He had changed but he had seen and understood what was happening to him as much as Tomás himself did.

“As soon as my cockhead crosses your tight hole, you’ll forget about the new serum, and think that that experiment failed. You will rationalize obeying me as just love and wanting to make me happy, and discovering your inner self. If anyone tries to investigate what happened, you’ll make sure the response they find is that nothing that came out of this lab is responsible for you or anyone else doing what I tell them to,” orders Tomás, as he pulls Gabriel’s hair back, and kissed him, making both cocks throb and slap, one Gabriel’s ass crack, and the other Gabriel’s abs—both creating glistening seams of pre.

“Yes boss…,” said Gabriel with his deep eyes staring Tomás’s own in between kisses. “It is… probably better I don’t know, indeed,” he added, and Tomás grunted, knowing that this was probably the previous order of wanting what was best for him speaking. But it didn’t matter, Tomás just smirked and then thrust his hips forth, forcing his rod to break through the virginal gaping hole and spread the muscle ring guarding it, popping inside with his whole cockhead and then most of his shaft.

“Hmmm, fuck, you are tight!” grunted Tomás as his cock was deliciously enveloped by hunk muscle, which trembled around it, massaging Tomás’s thick 24 centimeters of cock. Tomás’s balls slapped Gabriel’s buns too, as the thicker hunk’s balls swayed between his ass legs, amazingly heavy.

“Ahhhhwahhhhahhhhwnnnnn, fuuuuuuuuuuuuckinf greeeeeeeat…,” moaned Gabriel, deep, feeling 10 times the pleasure of having his hole stretched out by his beloved boss, as his eyes rolled, and his mind erased the information his boss told him to forget. As he started fucking his assistant harder and deeper, their tongues swirling together as Tomás’s cock pushed in and out of Gabriel’s hole, slapping his buns with the bossy balls Tomás had swaying around, the older and more experienced man could see a regained innocence in Gabriel’s eyes—that, more than sexual pleasure, made Tomás feel an immense power and control, and an unbeatable sense of security.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard, Gabriel. You are going to squirt spit when you orgasm!” said Tomás between kisses, and indeed that was what happened later on, making Tomás wonder about the limits of how much his drug could manipulate human physiology, besides the complete remaking of human psychology.

Tomás drove himself and Gabriel back to his comfortable home in one of São Paulo’s upper middle class, relatively dense suburbs. Gabriel had been sucking Tomás during the trip most of the way, and not due to any direct instruction, but out of his own initiative. Tomás even had to order him to be less eager, so Tomás wouldn’t cum again—he couldn’t order himself to be ready to have sex when they arrived in his home, after all, so he didn’t want to ejaculate for a third time so soon.

Arriving in the nice one-story house, Tomás told Gabriel to follow him to his bedroom, and then lay down on his own bed.

“Nobody but me has been here since I bought this place… and the maid, of course… that is sure about to change,” Tomás muttered to himself as he thought of his new situation. Meanwhile, the handsome, hunkish Gabriel climbed on the bed, and started flexing his muscles, turning around to show his ass, which he moved up and down, accentuating his legs and massive delicious buns, as well as his dangling manhood and fat balls.

“Come on… boss… I am hungry for your touch,” he moaned deliciously, as Tomás slapped his buns, and he felt his boss’s touch as a shock—ten times as intense as anyone else’s slap. He was surely getting addicted to Tomás. “Yeaa, boss… fuck me again,” Gabriel moaned and grunted, his cock already drooling pre on the king-size bed.

Tomás lowered his head to kiss Gabriel’s ass, and Tomás’s hands spread his assistant’s buns so he could eat the delicious muscle hole in between them. As Tomás’s lips kissed Gabriel’s muscle ring, his tongue poked against it, and was swiftly welcomed inside the gaping entrance, sliding inside massively muscular Gabriel, making him tremble as his muscles massaged his boss’s invading tongue, which swirled inside him as he panted.

“Gahhhh, this is so much more intense… than fucking women… my goooood, boss… please… ahhh, ahhh, fuck me for real again…,” he moaned, unaware that the amazing intensity of his sensations had been heightened by Tomás, as he ate his ass damping his insides with his thick spit. Tomás’s cock also got hard and slapped his abs now, before he pulled away from Gabriel’s hole. Gabriel had had another dry orgasm, as he still couldn’t come without his boss’s permission or a slap to the face.

“Nice ass,” Tomás said, slapping Gabriel’s buns again with one hand as the hunk grabs and strokes Tomás’s own cock, even as the boss continues to drool on his chin after eating his assistant’s hole. “Now, Gabriel, listen well. Your hole will be extremely tight as I fuck you, and you’ll control your muscles to massage my cock. You will love being fucked by me so much, you’ll always come back for more,” Tomás said, and Gabriel grunted affirmatively, not understanding why he was being told all those obvious facts, as Tomás’s manhood rubs on his gaping hole instead of sliding inside. The pink ring was naturally squeezing tighter now, expecting to be penetrated and fulfilling Tomás’s orders.

“Yea, sure, just fuck me, boss,” Gabriel said and then melted in delight as Tomás inserted his cock through the trembling muscle ring. Gabriel’s velvet insides were amazingly wet and exquisitely tight, and his muscles immediately started flexing and massaging his boss’s glans and sliding shaft, in a way that shouldn’t have been possible, and yet it was. Tomás’s eyes rolled in delight, stopping his thrust halfway, but hungry Gabriel simply moved his ass back engulfing the delicious cock entirely, until his hard buns slapped his boss’s groin and his massive balls clashed with the ones swaying between Tomás’s legs. “Uhhhh, ughhhhhh, fuck, it feels that this is what my asshole was designed to do!” Gabriel said, surprised at himself, and how easy it was for his rear to move, engulf and massage cock.

Tomás, however, was not at all surprised by the amazing squeezing he was feeling all around the whole 24 centimeters of his member, as Gabriel’s internal body was readjusting to welcome cock perfectly, and to allow him to do what he was about to do: move his ass back and forth, engulfing and letting go of Tomás’s shaft—but never his bulbous cockhead!—as he drooled and moaned, until Tomás recovered himself and slapped his assistant’s round and delicious ass, starting to fuck him as well.

“Ah, fuck, fuck, it’s too damn amazing!” Tomás said, sweating as he rocked his body back and forth, fucking, penetrating, and stretching ass, as muscles milked him and his balls slapped Gabriel’s own swaying sack. Indeed the tightness, wetness, and amazing massage Gabriel’s own thrusting ass provided Tomás soon made him ejaculate inside the hungry hole, which seemed to throb around Tomás’s cock as it was filled with spunk. After hours of edging, Tomás’s balls crumbled quickly and violently, delivering the second biggest load of his life inside the hungry lad’s anal cavity, but even as Tomás ejaculated, hungry Gabriel didn’t stop thrusting his hungry hips up and down, back and forth, wanting to pursue his own pleasure.

“Stop, Gabriel, stop,” Tomás commanded, but Gabriel moved his hands back, grabbing his boss’s ass and forcing his rod to stay locked in place as he raped his boss with his delicious hole, milking every last droplet of seed while trying to get an orgasmic achievement which he couldn’t naturally get—unknowingly to him.

“Not until I cum!” he said and Tomás gasped, and glared at the clock on his bedroom wall. Three hours and thirty-nine minutes, only, and Gabriel was already released from the effects of the drug—maybe it was because of how much muscle he had, or maybe the effect being stronger meant it also lasted less long. Fuck. Tomás’s softening cock was almost unable to penetrate Gabriel’s overly tight and trembling ass now, making Gabriel annoyed and angry as he milked Tomás raw. Gabriel eventually pulled away from Tomás, turns himself on his back, and started stroking his cock like mad with his two big hands, up and down, thrusting his massive hips with his muscular frame in front of Tomás, flexing his every muscle and making the king-size bed rock, trying to orgasm. “Why. Can’t. I. Cum!” he shouted and grunted amongst a second and third dry orgasm which still release no seed.

Tomás watched him beat his meat furiously while trembling orgasmically, drooling his squishing spit but not ejaculating spunk. Gabriel was flustered, angry, confused—he didn’t understand why his body was behaving different from usual in this big and important way, and why he can’t get sexual relief even after such great sex! It was like he didn’t know his body anymore. He didn’t understand why he can’t ejaculate and instead his body flies from one dry orgasm to the next, burying him in horniness.

“Just cum already, Gabriel,” Tomás said, and the biggest torrent of seed flew from his cock, covering his torso in whiteness, as well as his head and face. He lowered his mouth and enveloped his own 31-centimeter-long rod with his glorious lips, swallowing most of his seed as his face soften, despite some gagging and some overflow down his chin—it was clear the muscle hunk had often sucked himself, and it was no wonder either, given the size of his tool.

As his orgasm ended, his ejaculation becoming a drool, Gabriel sucked and slurped from his cock, and then let it fall on his abs, drooling cum and spit, as thick lines of both connect his slit and his hungry lips, as he glared at Tomás in shock. His boss had watched him ejaculate more in two minutes than a man should in a whole year—easily half a liter of cum. Gabriel was panting, his chin and lips dirty in spit and cum, as Tomás was calculating in his head that this proved that his previous instructions were still valid.

“What did you do to me?” asked Gabriel, in shock, and Tomás suddenly froze as his heart skipped a beat. But then Gabriel’s eyes seem to lose focus, and turn soft, and he gasped. “Boss… fuck, I think I’m in love with you,” he completed and Tomás nervously laughed, as the fear left him and was replaced with relief. It seemed his commands way back in the lab had been enough to protect Tomás from the logic of this genius hunk, and any scrutiny, replacing questioning with love and desire—soon he was certain to be very, very loved by the inquisitive jock.

After a few hours with Gabriel, Tomás did send him home, back to a version of his life which would certainly require altering, but which he trusted Gabriel could fix by himself. Indeed, it didn’t take many hours for Gabriel to publish a social media update coming out as gay, which took many people by surprise, but seemed to receive wide support from his social circles. Tomás, meanwhile, remained at his place, showered, and then went to make himself some food. He glanced over and over at the bottle with the new marvelous serum that he had developed. It seemed to be so little of it, and yet, it was so powerful. He sighed, looking at it, imagining what could be done with that thing—achieve world domination? Maybe not, but becoming wildly rich was certainly possible.

“I could get a raise, but I don’t really need more money or any sort of attention on that front. What do I want now…?” Tomás thought to himself, between bites of his heated-up meal, when his phone rang and he picked it up. It was just a notification from his boss asking him about how the development of the new had been going. He rolled his eyes.

“The new version of the serum has failed, but I think we might have a breakthrough changing a few elements. I’ll write a report by Monday,” he lied, thinking of making something up to also confuse and divert the attention of the rest of the team—Tomás absolutely didn’t want anyone following or recording the right path on this one, and possibly finding their own formula. He’d need to subvert the direction of the research team into something else, but this was a problem for another time.

As he pressed send, Tomás thought of something he did want to do now. He opened an old contact of a friend from high school on WhatsApp, a hunk he had long had a crush on and who had been the object of many of his fantasies for years. Amazingly, despite the fact that his phone had changed, he had messaged Tomás way back and Tomás had recorded his new number on his contact list—apparently, the former colleague also had a São Paulo area code, so he was closer than Tomás could have thought initially. Looking at his profile picture the hunk looked even more amazing than Tomás remembered him being—his face was perfectly handsome, but more mature and now with a great beard; his muscles had seemingly ballooned through the years, and he sported a confident and proud pose. Great.

“Hey, Saulo, Tomás here. How are you doing these days? Remember me from high school? I am living in São Paulo now and was going through some old contacts and I thought we could meet sometime to drink,” Tomás wrote, and pressed send. To his utter surprise, Saulo started typing almost immediately.

“Absolutely! When and where do you want to meet?” he asked, and Tomás almost gasped with his openness and how easy this was being.

“As soon as you can, and wherever you want,” Tomás responded. Saulo read it and started typing, and then stopped. Then started again and stopped a second time. This made Tomás nervous, but three minutes later Tomás received a full message in text.

“Tomás, no pressure, but if you want to you can meet me in my house in half an hour or so. I just finished work and I’m about to go back home. We can spend the night drinking and chatting comfortably there. If you can’t I can totally understand, and we can schedule something else… next week? I hope you come, though, but just as a warning I have to say my two younger brothers are staying with me (remember them? Felipe and Luís, the twins), and they’ll be there too. If you want to come, this is the address.” Saulo’s address followed. “Great to hear from you,” the message finished.

Tomás eyes opened wide, as he pondered how the flying fuck had this invitation fallen on his lap so easily. Maybe the dude was just lonely, or wanted to chat about the good old times—Saulo had certainly been one of those guys who shone in high school, fucking more girls than there were days in the school year. Maybe he wanted to remember and relive those times? But from what Tomás could tell from social media, it was not like Saulo was doing badly in life either—he had a decent job, as far as Tomás could tell, although maybe he also felt lonely having moved to a completely different town?

“Perfect! I’ll be there for sure!” Tomás responded, quickly, going to dress himself. When he was ready to leave, he left his home and went to buy some beer in a nearby convenience store, then coming back home and picking up the new serum.

“I don’t know exactly what the weight of the brothers is… but it’s better to be generous than being stingy and regretting it later… I’ll do twice the amount Gabriel had for the young ones, and three times for Saulo. Seven drops total…” Tomás reckoned aloud. He started by separating the amounts, and then injecting it in three of the four beer bottles he had bought with a syringe. Tomás then took sale stickers and put them on each one of the bottles, making sure that the clean one was the only bottle with the sticker outside of the label, so he could pick it up later.

Satisfied, he then drove to the address Saulo had given him—a nice apartment block in a middle to upper-middle neighborhood downtown—arriving there a fashionable 15 minutes late.

Tomás entered Saulo’s building, took the elevator, and soon he was on the eleventh floor. He rang the bell, and a cute and handsome lad opened the door—he was some 3 or 4 years younger than Tomás, and he had a baroque face filled with beauty, light and youth, as his thick golden hair dripped some droplets of water on his shoulders. The rest of his handsome body, covered by shorts and a sleeveless shirt, wasn’t quite so innocent—the lad was clearly beaming with perfect muscles, his nipples almost poking out of his shirt, and was indeed so amazingly put together that it was like he was out of a painting.

“You must be Saulo’s friend… eh… Tomé… Tomás, right? Please come in, older brother is showering… ehh, he wanted to be ready but me and my brother kind of take long showers,” he said, a bit apologetically, moving to the side so Tomás has some space to come in. The apartment was nicely decorated and ample—no wonder Saulo had invited his brothers to move in. Being alone here would probably be rather lonely; not that this would be a concern for him for much longer.

“Hey, man, nice to meet you!” said the other twin, jumping from his seat on the couch, watching TV, and going towards Tomás to shake his hand. Perfectly the same as his brother, the two lads could only be distinguished by their clothes—one wore red shirts, and the other blue, and their hair, which one wore short and the other at medium length. Looking at it attentively, Tomás could see the two young jocks were both taller than him by a good couple centimeters.

“Nice to meet you two. I brought some beer. Can I put it in the fridge?” asked Tomás, and the brothers helped him into the kitchen, so he could put the beer bottles away, except one, his own, which he identified and opened immediately. “Do you lads want one too?” he offered, smirking, and the jocks glanced at one another and shrugged.

“Sure thing, man,” said the one in red, and his brother nodded, his shorter wet hair throwing droplets of water all over the place. Tomás drank some from his bottle, put it on the table, and then opened two other beers which he gave to the lads.

“Cheers!” he offered, and the lads had a toast with him, each drinking from their bottles as Tomás observed the teens attentively.

“Damn, did they change the flavor of this thing… it’s better than usual,” said the long-haired twin, and his brother nodded, one arm raised to allow him to drink and the other rubbing his chest, as his shirt was raised showing his hard abs and happy trail.

“True, really good, this one. Thanks, Tomás, although big bro already bought plenty of stuff for us to drink tonight,” he said and Tomás nodded, observing his abs and the twins’ hot bulges under their shorts. Their bulges were clearly fat and heavy, even if they had probably beaten them in the shower only so recently.

“Ah, but this one is unique,” Tomás commented and the twins drank more and more.

“Sure… sure is,” said the one in blue as the three of them went back to the living room.

After a few seconds, before the situation got awkward—the sound of the running shower still came from the bathroom—Tomás put his beer down and smiled to the lads.

“I know this might seem offensive, but to you two it will just sound normal coming from me. Have you two ever kissed?” Tomás asked, and the two brothers drank more beer, glancing between each other.

“Ahhh, no? We are brothers and we aren’t gay,” responded the twin in red, while the one in blue laughed. Tomás smiled, because their reaction had been peaceful, as if he had asked them about sports or the weather. Clearly the serum in the beer was working its way inside their youthful bodies.

“I see. But it’s interesting, because you two want to kiss each other so bad. Maybe it doesn’t make you gay since you are twins? Whatever the case, you two absolutely have the hots for one another, and have always wondered what kissing and fucking or jacking off together would be like,” announced Tomás, and the twin in blue laughed while the one in red blushed.

“We jack off together all the time!” he admitted, as if mocking the idea that they’d not be aware of what that felt like, while his brother seemed more at a loss. Regardless of their outward reactions, though, the truth was that both twins were horny now, and their cocks trembled and lengthened in their pants, as they glance at one another’s mouths. They licked their lips, with the twin in blue opening his mouth and swallowing dry.

“Makes sense,” Tomás agreed. “What doesn’t make sense is how you two can contain that absolute necessity of kissing each other every so often. It is irresistible, and you two want to do it in front of me too, because for some reason it feels normal, that attraction, that compulsion for touching your brother’s lips with your own, and you’d never question that,” said Tomás, and then he sees the lads are about to put their beer down and jump on each other and he adds, “But you’ll finish your beers first!” he commanded, now with authority, and the two jocks stopped in the middle of their movement and gasped. Almost like robots, they raised their bottles and chugged in all their content before putting them down and flying and hugging one another, kissing wonderfully as masterfully as their muscles bumped and their bulges rubbed, lengthening and hardening, as their hands pulled up their respective shirt and then the other’s shorts, until the two hunks were naked and frotting while kissing and devouring each other’s mouths.

“Ohhh, fuck, Luís, I’ve needed this for so fucking long,” said the twin in red, as they drooled on the other’s mouths, their tongues swirling together and around the other, struggling wetly fo who devours whom more. At the perfect same time, their cocks rubbed up and down against the other’s cock and hard abs, as their teen muscles rub and interlocked, their massive balls compacting between their legs. They fell on the couch, kissing and rubbing and sweating progressively more, groping each other and wrapping as one in a massive manly teen mess.

“Yeaaaaa, Felipe, my god, my fucking god, how haven’t we done this once in 19 years!” proclaimed the twin in blue, lowering his head to kiss his brother’s thick chest, which looked just like his own, while his hands wrapped around their twin teen cocks and started jacking them off as one. Both members drooled so profusely, they were quickly getting soaked with pre juices.

“You two love each other so much you can hardly imagine being intimate with anyone else,” Tomás said to them, kneeling beside the lads, and then groping their muscles. They looked a bit disgusted at his touch, and so he continued, “Except your older brother, whom you love and admire infinitely, and me, who, for some reason you don’t fully understand or care about, you treat like a master. You two love me, want to make me happy, and everything that I like, you two approve of,” Tomás completed. The twins’ faces melted from slight disgust to delight with his touch, and as Luís humped his brother’s grasp around their cocks, and Felipe lowered himself on his brother’s body, their legs wrapped and buns exposed to Tomás.

“You are fucking right, man, I kind of feel a deep desire to please you and… fuck… I was wondering now if you’d like fuck us on our big brother’s couch,” said Luís, making Tomás laugh out loud, as he saw the two teens humping and groping each other, and Felipe’s free pair of hands now spreading his brother’s buns, revealing his hungry hole which trembled cutely.

“Please fuck him, and then fuck me… sir,” said the politest and maybe most formal of the two lads, as their brains adapted to their new situation, their orders, and those things connected with other deep influences in their lives and psyches. Tomás rubbed their assess, and slapped them before cooping their balls and massaging the two low-hanging scrotums, but he was still worried about Saulo, who was showering and not under the effect of the serum yet.

“I’ll eat your holes for now, but I’ll only fuck you when we get your brother to drink some of his beer—specifically, the one I bought him,” informed Tomás, and the twunks grunted in a mix of sexual delight and annoyance, while glancing at each other, certainly plotting to help Tomás with his plans later on.

Meanwhile, though, the twins started kissing, humping, and groping each other as their muscle holes gaped and stretched for Tomás, who spread Luís’s buns and then buried his face deep on his crack, licking and eating the deliciously perfect teen hole, making the naked upper twin moan deeper as his cock trembled against his brother’s perfectly equal rod, but wetter now.

“Awhhhn, fuuuuuck, man, you are amazing at this… no wonder you are so… great…,” he moaned and grunted humping his twin brother faster as he was groped in the ass and eaten inside by Tomás fat tongue, which felt, licked and spread his velvet insides, devouring the sensitive lad, whose muscles twitched, almost pulling Tomás’s tongue. Luís’s eyes rolled, as Tomás pulled away for a second, threads of spit connecting the mouth and the teen anus.

“I am amazing because you two love being eaten, fucked and kissed, as well as sucking cock. You are the two most cock and tongue-hungry jocks, especially for me and your older fucking brother. No wonder you’ve both long wanted to suck him in his sleep, and although you’ve never done it before, tonight you might, because you are always so desperate for his cock, or his mouth, or my cock, or my mouth,” said Tomás, making the twins gasp as they heard their reality be described so perfectly—yes, it contradicted with what they had felt just until now, but so what? It was true in the most complete and absolute possible sense, and there was no sense in questioning something that felt so right.

As Tomás buried his face down in the handsome crack and started eating Luís’s twunk hole again, the handsome twin quickly orgasmed, covering his pecs and abs on seed as well as Felipe’s muscles and even his face, which were down on the couch. So much juice rained as Luís’s cock shook incontrollable in his hands and against his brother’s cock, that his balls were aching with how exhausted they had become. The lads panted, as Tomás slapped Luís’s ass hard—leaving a red print of his hand in the white skin—before he moved to eat his brother, who soon started moaning as well, as Luís moved his hips and grabbed Felipe’s still rock-hard cock, and then lowered his drooling and lubed hole on his brother’s 23-centimeters of rod.

“Ahhhhh, fuuuuuuuuck, fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck, bro, I’ve always wanted you inside of meeee!” moaned Luís as Felipe’s hole was eaten, and his own mancave was stretched on all sides by his twin’s hungry rod. Felipe’s eyes rolled then, as he started to fuck his twin brother all the while his legs were stretched and his buns spread out so his holy hole was devoured by hungry Tomás. Luís flexed his legs and his arms as he sat up and down on his twin’s cock, his buns slapping Felipe’s groin as he forced the 23-centimeter pole to slide completely inside his warm hole, and grunted deeply as it rested there, milked by his muscles, and then moved to sit up and down again, as he flexed to his brother.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, Luís, your hole is fucking amazing and tight, my god… Tomás… sir, you are eating my hole so wonderfully, please… ah, fuck, I’m so close!” moaned Felipe as his eyes rolled and he drooled, his brother’s cock bobbing up and down and slapping both of their abs as he lifted and lowered his hips to envelop and then expel Felipe’s cock from inside his teen hole.

“Hgggggg, yea bro, yea, fuck, if I knew we were this self-sufficient, fuck, I’d never have gotten a girlfriend, I’d have only had you fuck me!” said Luís panting and sweating before lowering his torso and his mouth kissing his twin’s chest, biting his nipple, as Felipe shrieked, having his hole eaten by Tomás as his brother swallowed and massaged his nice teen cock with his own teen hole. Unable to bear it, Felipe started thrusting his hips up and down, fucking Luís too, as Tomás wrapped his hand on the handsome lad’s buns to keep his face buried in his crack, and his tongue swirling in the virginal hole.

“Fuck… fuck, fuck, almost there… almost there… better than any pussy, Luís, you are better than anyone I’ve ever fucked, no wonder we were born together, fuck, fuck… ah, ahhhh, for each other, ahhhh!” moaned Felipe, as he shouted, approaching a furious orgasm, his older brother’s couch shaking under the weight of the twins and Tomás. Then, suddenly, the noise of a door opening and closing was heard, and Tomás, in shock, puled away from the naked, incestuous, deliciously hot and sweaty, fucking twin brothers. Felipe and Luís, though, continued their shameless fucking, up and down, down an up, 23-centimeters of teen cock vanishing inside the muscular jock pussy, as his mirror image fucked him, both of their abs being slapped by Luís’s bobbing softening and drooling manhood, as twunk ass hammered against stud groin.

“What the fuck is going on there! Felipe?! Luís?! Fuck,” shouted Saulo, glaring at what his brothers were doing and seeing their incestuous relationship filled with sweat, teen muscles, desire, and abundant masculinity. Saulo himself, standing there, watching his younger brothers fuck, was an amazingly hot sight—the steam behind him made it seem like he was coming out of clouds, like an overgrown angel. His broad shoulders were perfect, although his shirt was a little bit wet and overstretched so it stuck to his gigantic muscles, and particularly his immense pecs. His sizeable bulge was clearly visible in his shorts, and now seemed to tremble in anger as a reaction to what he saw in front of him. Saulo seemed confused, above anything else, but he was also raging with anger.

“Older brother!” shouted the two twunks as the true hunkiest hunk appeared in front of their eyes. Felipe immediately orgasmed inside his twin, who felt the throbbing of the magnificent brotherly cock and pumping of warm fraternal seed inside him—an addictive feeling of warm milk filling his intestines as he moaned. Still, Luís simply rose himself, letting Felipe’s orgasmic cock pop out of his hole and continue exploding on the lad’s amazing muscles, as his anal ring drooled cum as it gaped.

“You must have some beer older bro… join us….,” he said, his eyes fixated on Saulo, who was confused, and stared down at Luís, ejaculating on his couch.

“Yes… older brother, have a beer and fuck us…,” he said, his hands moving to his hole, which was drooling spit, and rubbing it to attract Saulo. Saulo took a step back, in shock. He recognized his younger brothers but, even as they were very open about sex, they had never quite been like this—gay, and yearning for him. What the fuck! Suddenly, though, a realization hits Saulo—that spit in Felipe’s ass, it had to come from somewhere. He turns his face towards Tomás and stares at him in shock, noticing his thick lips were also covered in spit.

“What the fuck have you done to my younger brothers, Tomás?” said the towering pillar of muscle, and Tomás shrugged, biting his lips.

“Nothing, they were already like that when I arrived,” lied Tomás, which for one second made Felipe and Luís blink confused, as their memories were rewritten. They got a headache and grunted, with Luís—who had been standing—falling to his knees in pain. This gave the older lads some time to act.

“That’s impossible, they would never… they are straight and they would never do anything sexual to each other,” affirmed Saulo, as his cock seemed to tremble in his shorts. His younger brothers grunted deeply, as if those words were penetrating their mind and hurting them. Seeing this made Tomás lift an eyebrow.

“No, you are wrong. Your younger brothers always were gay, and always wanted to share their sexuality with you and between themselves,” he simply said, and the lads shrieked, as their minds hurt as if they had just been stabbed by a dagger in the middle of their brain repeatedly. This time, though, Tomás wouldn’t give Saulo time to change his orders, and so he immediately turned to the lads. “Go get your older brother now, do to him as you like,” Tomás ordered, and the twins—despite the pain—jumped on the muscular hunk. Saulo resisted, grabbing them and throwing them around—he was immense, and strong, and sturdy, and he had been tacitly dominating these two lads for literally all their life. He could beat them, he knew, but it was harder when they were hungry for him and he couldn’t be too harsh.

“Fucking hell, Tomás, what have you done? Why are my brothers listening to you?!” grunted the towering stud. Luckily for Tomás he hadn’t noticed the twins were also obeying him, yet.

“Be silent now!” shouted Tomás, before leaving the brother struggling in the living room as he ran to the kitchen, grabbed the last beer, opened it, and came back in a moment. Instead of just fighting, the twins had managed to rip off their older brother’s clothes—his chest was now fully exposed in its hairy muscles; his junk was hidden only by briefs, and even then his hard cock poked and drooled out of them. Saulo’s massive 205 centimeters of muscles were truly breathtaking, but his furious uncontainable python drooling out of his briefs was something else—its hole seemed to gape, angrily and as powerful as the hunk was. Amazingly masculine, smelling of sex, just as Saulo’s other parts smelled of hunk.

“Fucking stop, boys!” ordered an angry Saulo, and the twins stopped immediately, as the serum’s action redoubled their natural instinct of listening to and following what Saulo said, and so they just stood there staring at their sweaty elder. The twins wanted to undress and play with him—be fucked, suck him, and so on—but they respected his word, even more so after what they had been told by Tomás earlier—now admiration of Saulo was deeply ingrained in their biology. Seeing that utmost respect and admiration coming from the lads, whose cocks throbbed and drooled against their abs like needy puppy tails, made Tomás hard and horny, but also surprised.

“Ah, twins… your brother’s beer,” Tomás said, lifting it. “Make him have it,” he ordered, and the twins nodded.

“No, fuck, Tomás! Is this some sort of drug?! Throw that shit away or I’ll make you drink it,” threatened the absolute hunk, and his younger brothers shook a little, confused with the contradicting orders. Eventually, though, Luís stood up and grabbed the bottle, and walked to his older brother.

“No, fuck, stop Luís, don’t you dare try to push that bottle towards me,” threatened Saulo, for real now, and Luís just stopped.

“Okay, big bro,” he said and drank a big gulp of the beer, making Tomás gasp, and then put the rest of the bottle on the side. He then jumped on Saulo, with his mouth filled with the alcoholic drink, and kissed him. Saulo thought of resisting, but it was hard—his younger brother’s nice body was hugging him, and they were kissing, which made him swallow much of that beer although some rained down his muscular chin and neck. Saulo hated admitting to it, but he loved Luís’s kiss. His fat throbbing python, almost fully exposed, long and thick like a log, trembled hard and burst out of his briefs, now completely slapping his hardy abs, totally shamelessly. Tomás watched the kiss laughing, feeling victorious, but not noticing Saulo’s horniness or the sound of the rod slapping muscle.

“It seems Tomás was kinkier than I expected,” Saulo thought to himself, as the guest grabs the bottle of beer, and then slapped Luís’s buns.

“Let go of him, Luís,” said Tomás, and Saulo then watched confused and in shock as their kiss was parted. Luís’s cock throbbed as Tomás’s hand squeezed his ass, and then pulled away and to the side, watching the older lads interact. Tomás, meanwhile, simply handed Saulo the bottle peacefully, which the overgrown hunk took in his sturdy hands, looking down on Tomás.

“Saulo, you are a closeted gay, and you want to fuck your brothers deep and hard and often. You want them to serve you, and to serve them your cock. You want to eat them up, and to order them around, manhandling them with your big and sturdy body, and you can hardly resist doing it even now,” said Tomás, slowly, triumphantly, as Saulo’s cock throbbed and he breathed in more slowly, his full attention concentrated on Tomás mouth and words. “You also want to fuck and be fucked by me, you want me to worship your gigantic muscles, and then to let me rape your asshole until you cum for me. But first, you absolutely need, you must finish that bottle of beer, until there’s nothing left,” said Tomás, highly condescendingly, and happy with himself.

Saulo’s face, though, went from neutral and shocked to angry and furious.

“So fucking what?!” he spitted out, and jumped on Tomás, grabbing his throat until he couldn’t speak, and force-feeding him beer. “So fucking what if that’s all true, you bastard. You think that allows you to come here and completely fuck up my little brothers? I’ll show you what, you fucker… now you don’t speak anymore, you and Luís and Felipe, you all listen and obey only to me!” he said as Tomás gasped and gagged, trying but failing to breathe and not drink the beer. He could already feel his mind swaying and changing, as the words he heard became true, and his personality reformed, turning them a part of himself. Tomás swallowed and swallowed Saulo’s beer until it was over, and although he gagged some of it out, he had effectively been fully contaminated by a massive dose of the serum fit for a lad many times his size.

Tomás tried to protest, but no sound came out of his mouth. He couldn’t even squeak anymore; he could only grunt and moan and follow. Luís and Felipe gasped as they see their older brother attacking their master… but it didn’t feel wrong to have their adored older brother commanding them, and their master didn’t seem to hate it either—his cock was surely hard and throbbing under his pants. Any doubts the twunks had were dispelled after hearing the truest words they ever heard in their lives.

“Luís and Felipe, this scum here is below us; what he did, what he is, is sub-human. Love can only exist between us three, never with that thing. Grab some of our linen, we’ll tie him up,” Saulo ordered, and his word immediately reshaped the world, as the twins’ cocks throbbed and slapped their twin abs like a salute, as the lads ran to the bedroom to follow their older brother’s command.

Saulo, meanwhile, sighed, putting Tomás down. Tomás was confused, unable to speak, his eyes moving frenetically as his mind was rearranged—he wanted to obey Saulo now… Saulo, he hoped Saulo fucked him. Saulo, what did he want him to do? But he had almost gained full control over Saulo…! No, that was ridiculous. He was scum, he could never control a towering giant like Saulo.

“Shit… I didn’t think today would turn out like this, you crazy bastard,” sighed the hunkiest of hunks, shaking his head. “I had heard that you had developed a sort of brainwashing potion, but I didn’t know it was this powerful or that you’d use it on me, son of a bitch!” he continued, slapping Tomás’s face, as Tomás’s cock throbbed and stained his shorts. “I just wanted some of it to use to convince myself to like a woman instead of being closeted, but now we are way past that… I’m going to have a lot more fun this way, anyway. I don’t need to adapt to the world anymore,” said Saulo, laughing, and straddling Tomás, rubbing his magnificent 35-centimeter-long fat python on Tomás’s lips, and then sliding it in.

“Hmmmmmm, yea, I was made to fuck lads like you, Tomás, and like my brothers. We are all going to have so much fucking fun now,” said Saulo, as he slid his whole manhood inside his guest, forcing his jaw to widen and penetrating his throat which had to bulge immensely to welcome Saulo’s log-like rod. Saulo started fucking Tomás’s face, his balls slapping the guest’s face hard and several times as the two twunks collected linen with which to entrap their former master.

“Older brother, don’t ejaculate inside Tomás, please… we are following your orders all right!” shouted bratty Luís from the other room, making Saulo laugh as he continued raping Tomás, but now lowered his shorts and kissed his hard 24-centimeter-long drooling member.

“Don’t worry lads, the first load is for you!” shouted back Saulo, as his massive hands stroked his captive, and then he pulled his spit-covered massive rod from inside Tomás, who was red and spitting pre and gasping for air. Saulo slapped him in the cheeks. “You will get me a lot more of your serum, Tomás. You will serve me completely from now on… we’ll have fun,” he announced, and Tomás’s eyes opened wide and he trembled affirmatively—whether out of excitement or fear, it was hard to say.

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