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Smiling. John was smiling , while Jack was sporting a hard-on that could split logs. Get down here.
Put those lips to better use than reciting a stupid sales pitch. Suck me, dammit! Jack thought, his
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teeth biting into the ball. More decadent chocolate flavoring filled his mouth, causing his drooling to
intensify. A line of wetness snaked down across his chest, pooling in his belly button. He bounced on his
knees, hands and feet jangling the chains, frustrated that he couldn't get the words out around the gag.
"You're being a bad boy, Jack. Haven't you learned your lesson yet? If you keep interrupting me, we'll
be here all day, John said, arching an eyebrow. Jack yelped behind his gag as John delivered a series of
several sharp blows to Jack's butt. Your ass is turning the same color as our Cherry flavored Tasty
Balls, Jack."
Jack moaned again, his cock twitching pitifully. The tip was swollen and nearly purple with his need,
glistening with drops of precome. All day? If John swatted his bottom just a few more times, Jack
figured wouldn't last but a few more seconds.
He'd never felt as helpless as he did then unable to talk, to ask for what he needed, unable to take
care of the problem himself. Totally and completely dependent on the whim of a man he'd just met, a man
who probably hadn't even given Jack his real name. John Smith. Ri-ight.
Jack had also never been quite as turned on as he was at the moment. His cock felt like iron, his balls
swollen and hard against his thighs. Chances were good that a year ago, when Jack had had a normal sex
life, John would never have been able to get him to this point so quickly. But after more than three
hundred and sixty five days of celibacy, Jack was more than ready to shoot off like a high-pressure fire
hose.
John had walked around to face Jack. Eyelevel with Jack was John's heavy cock, long, thick, and
looking every bit as ready as Jack's own. The smooth rounded head was reddened, and wet with the
evidence of John's desire. He could smell the musky scent of it, the maleness of it. Jack swore silently,
desperately wanting to taste John's flavor instead of the chocolate ball gag.
Jack closed his eyes and groaned as John's cock traced his cheek, leaving a streak of wetness along his
jaw. His moan sounded suspiciously like a purr behind the ball of the gag as he rubbed his face against
the heated skin of John's erection.
"That's a good boy, John murmured, and for some unfathomable reason, his little compliment made
Jack blush and feel inordinately proud of himself, as if he'd mastered a difficult skill. You deserve a
reward, I suppose. After all, you did allow me to make my sales pitch and demonstrate my product. Lie
down, Jack, on your back."
Eagerly, albeit a little awkwardly, Jack fell to his side and rolled onto his back. It wasn't as easy a
maneuver as he would have thought since his hands were still bound behind his back.
His breath hitched in his chest when John lowered himself to the floor, spreading Jack's bent knees wide,
feet held immobile by the cuffs at his ankles. Shall I make you come, Jack? Have you been a good
enough boy for that?"
Jack nodded vigorously, whimpering behind the gag. His hips lifted toward John, pumping his cock into
the air. Please. Touch me. Give me just a little lick. Hell, just breathing on the fucker will be
enough. Do something, anything for pity's sake!
John crawled forward between Jack's spread knees, aligning their cocks. Velvety foreskin rubbed
against Jack's erection in a long, blisteringly hot stroke. Precome slicked their organs as John slid against
Jack's flesh. Once. Twice. Three times the charm.
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Jack came hard, teeth biting deeply into the ball as his hips thrust up against the hard length of John's
cock. A guttural cry tore at his throat, the ball gag doing little to suppress the volume as he screamed his
release. Jack's head snapped from side to side, the tendons in his necks bulging like steel cables. His
climax seemed to go on forever, every muscle in his body contracting with its power.
Only after he'd ridden the monster to its end, lying boneless and sated and still drooling chocolate spittle,
did Jack realize that at some point during his record-breaking orgasm, John had joined him.
John was smiling as he removed the cuffs and ball gag from Jack, freeing him. He had good reason to
smile, Jack thought. He'd just put in a helluva performance a sales pitch for the ages.
"I'll take four dozen, Jack managed to rasp, returning John's smile.
* * * *
The room snapped to attention as the general, polished eagles winking in the overhead lighting, walked in.
Armed guards stood sentry at the door, expressions hard and cold, weapons gleaming darkly at their
sides.
Small blue eyes scanned the bank of video cams as he accepted a clipboard proffered by one of the
men. A quick inspection of the data confirmed what he already knew the experiment looked to be at
least a partial success. Weesaw, Florida had been a perfect choice of location. Secluded, low
population, water derived from a community well, it had fit the criteria to a tee. The real challenge had
been in installing the surveillance equipment.
Darting back to the video screens, his eyes alit on camera 157. A small, neat white label under the
monitor read, Sensuous Shopper, Subject 709, Repellant.
"I take it that there's a problem with the repellant? he asked, his voice gruff, used to be immediately
obeyed.
"Not really a problem, sir. The repellant lasted nearly one year to the day, but as you can see, it's
apparently worn off. The speaker was a bespectacled man in his forties, balding, dressed in a white lab
coat. His nametag read Miller, William. However during that period it was completely effective. No
one wanted anything to do with him sexually. He seemed frustrated, but not enough so to do anything
other than masturbate."
"Maybe we should try something other than injecting it into his laundry detergent. Maybe it needs to be
taken internally, like Lot 889. Lot 889, cheekily dubbed Screw Brew by the team overseeing the
project, was the most potent aphrodisiac known to man. They'd found that it was most effective when
dispensed through the town's water supply. Lot 890, on the other hand, administered to one Mr. Jack
McGill, acted as both a repellent and an immunization against the effects of Lot 889.
"That's the next step in our protocol, General."
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