1. SAKE AND SATIN

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By Boloma

I can hear Jeff moaning in the other room. He’s taking Jeff’s 18-year-old cherry. Mark’s virginal butt will be next and I’m helpless to stop any of it . I try to blot out the sounds of Jeff getting screwed but my brain takes it in. Did I moan that way at 18 when I got…and then the memories flood in.

Chapter One:

I had just turned 18 that senior year in high school. I’d finished that year as soccer captain of a winning team and had my acceptance letter to the military academy in my shirt pocket. Janet, my steady, was finally putting out for me and the world was looking good.

I had gone out for track after soccer season and was heading from practice to my class in international relations. Today we had some guest speaker from the Japanese consulate and my teacher had sworn he would skin anyone who was late! I’d raced to shower and change and headed to the lecture still dripping wet . My tee shirt clung tightly to my wet frame and it felt like my jeans were pasted on me. On the way I noticed some of the sophomore girls giving me the once over. Well why not. I was 6’, cut and leanly muscular, with blonde hair and, as Janet said, sexy green eyes. Janet confessed to me that it was my hot looks & body that seduced her into ‘doing it’ with me. Thinking about her comments brought a smile to my face. I still was smiling when I got to the room and first saw him. He was about 5’6’’. Dark hair , clean-shaven, about 30 and, good-looking. I felt his eyes bore into me and I think I blushed. Throughout the lecture it seemed he was staring at me. Afterwards he spoke to the teacher and I found out he had offered to let me intern for a day at the consulate! I was floored but highly grateful as it would be a plus when I went to the academy in the fall. I made arrangements to go there that Saturday .

Chapter Two:

On Saturday I arrived at the consulate freshly scrubbed. I had remember how he emphasized the Japanese belief in cleanliness.

He was there alone explaining that everyone had gone to some function. He led me into a side room. He had me sit on a huge couch and left. When he returned his brought in a tray with a small bottle on it and two small cups. He said it was Sake and he poured some for me. I had never tasted it before. It burned and tasted different. He smiled and poured me more. I never noticed that he didn’t touch his. By the third cup I was feeling slightly high and couldn’t focus right. He came up to me and started talking. As he spoke I felt weak inside. He told me how much I had pleased him by coming. He kept repeating how pleased I made him until I found that I just wanted to please him. I broke out into a dumb smile and he nodded appreciatively.

He came to the couch, sat close and, reached over to unbutton my shirt. As he did he explained how the Sake had been laced with a hypnotic drug that rendered me highly pliable to suggestion and commands. He told me how my fresh scrubbed All-American looks & tight muscular body was highly sensual for him. He had to have me. Knowing I was straight made it even more erotic for him. American youth was arrogant he said. By taking me he evened the score in a way for his people. It would please him. He reminded me how important that was to me. I just listened and trembled with a desire to please him.

I felt my shirt open and the cool air hit my chest. He told me how nice my nipples were and how much I probably wanted them touched. I found myself nodding as he pressed his palms against them. I felt them stiffen as he warmly rubbed them and listened as he reminded me how much it turned me on. My cock stirred as he played with my chest. He slowly massaged my pecs and ran his hands down my six-pack toward my belt. All during this he repeated to me how much this turned me on and my head swirled in a rush of sexual heat. I could hear my ragged breath quicken as he undid my belt and zipper so he could slip inside my briefs. The warm touch of his hands on my cock and balls sent electric sparks throughout my body. I could barely suck in enough air as he leaned in and nibbled on my neck. My head filled with his encouragements and a low guttural moan came out from deep inside me.

Suddenly he leaned back and then stood up. I was staring at him lost in a sexual heat I had never known before. He smiled and removed his clothes. His toned body was hairless except for his crotch. He was aroused and commented on how much I must enjoy seeing him so pleased. I had never seen a man fully erect before and I felt a warm flush in my cheeks. He approached and asked me to savor his manhood. His engorged cock was inches from my mouth at that point. I had never sucked a man’s dick before and hesitated. He whispered to me in soft tones that I needed to taste him; that I desired to savor him; that I truly longed to service his Asian manhood with my American tongue. My lips opened. He entered. As I nursed my first cock he cooed encouragements and I found, as he kept saying I would, a rising sexual need in my body to suck more. He reveled in telling me how much he enjoyed sexually conquering young ,straight, good-looking, muscular American boys especially ones that were athletes. Dominating them gave him the most joy. I continued my oral service without a whimper of protest.

I sucked and orally nursed his manhood feeling every vein and ripple of his cock with my tongue. He moaned his appreciation. I felt fulfilled. I was serving him and it was as fantastic as he said it would be. A part of me vaguely tried to object but the steady stream of his voice kept filling my brain so that soon the critic inside was defeated. Under his direction I tasted my first man.

He pulled out all too soon and quickly handed me more Sake to drink. As I did he disrobed me and had me turn over. My will was his at this point. Whatever he required I had to submit to. I felt him lay on top of me. His smooth hairless body was soft. He told me how Japanese men have little body hair and how much that truly excited me. I found it did. I squirmed under him feeling the incredible texture of his skin rubbing on every part of my body. It was like being covered in satin. He encouraged me to express my pleasure and I found myself sighing and begging him not to get off me! As he said it would my own cock rose fully.

He reached under my waist and felt my arousal. I heard him chuckle. I felt his hard cock press between my cheeks and listened as he instructed me on how much I wanted to perform one final act to please him. I gasped and nodded as he pumped my young cock. And so it happened. I just spread my legs and let him push inside me. As he told me, I felt a roar of pleasure upon his entrance in me. I listened to him groan and savored him being inside my once virginal chute. His thrusts lit a fire in me. I submitted, to the need he placed in me. Through it all he encouraged me and tutored me in my performance until I was bucking under him in a sexual frenzy of desire. As he exploded inside me I gasped and, as he said I would, I found myself erupting in a copious stream of warm cum. My crotch felt the wet warmness under me as my insides savored the wet heat of his seed that was now in me. He took me sexually for the rest of the afternoon finally ending our session with me being on my stomach once more for his final burst within me.

When it was over he rose off of me and turned me back to face him. He grasped my chin and lowered my front jaw. I was too drugged to resist and to be honest something inside me just wanted to obey him .He poured more of the laced Sake down my throat and then directed me to stare into his eyes. He continued speaking to me. It all got fuzzy. Then I blacked out.

I shook my head. He was sitting in a chair smiling. At the time I thought that I had passed out like a wuss from drinking too much. I felt like an idiot but he was pretty nice about it explaining how Sake was deceptively powerful to inexperienced drinkers. I left that day thinking I was on a lucky roll. I thought I’d never see him after that.

I was wrong!

Chapter Three:

Life went on for me. I graduated from the academy and rose up to the rank of Lt Col. before I retired out at 20 yrs. Married Janet in secret a few months after HS graduation. I’d gotten her pregnant. Funny I had refused to use any protection or let her go on the pill. It just felt wrong. It was a tough 4 years hiding our marriage from the academy but when my twin sons were borne it felt right. Jeff was my spitting image while Mark had his mother’s dark good looks. I watched them grow into athletic young men full of life. To my fatherly pride they both excelled in sports and together we three worked on keeping our bodies in shape. It just felt right teaching them how to look good. Watching the girls swarm around them was rewarding.

Then the ultimate for me. Both boys got accepted into a military academy. Jeff was going to the air force while Mark was all for the navy. No matter, things were fine. Then I got a phone call. The voice said only one word . My past flooded in and I felt my willpower slipping away as he fed me his instructions. After that a package came as he said it would. I convinced Janet that she needed a break from the three of us and sent her off to visit her mom for a week. Tonight I asked the boys to join me in our den to share a drink. They were surprised as I was strict about liquor but it was a ‘special’ occasion. I brought out the bottle. It was Sake. Jeff wondered why that but I just shrugged. They smiled. My handsome beautiful athletic boys just smiled at me with total trust. I poured them both a big glass and watched as they drank. My boys never had a chance. As the drugged liquor did its work I ‘helped’ each of them to the bedroom. I stripped them off and made sure to bathe them. He insisted that it be done. In Japan cleanliness was an obsession. I washed their hard muscular bodies and then poured more of the Sake down their unresisting throats. Their eyes stared at my face unfocused yet questioning. They will easily fall under his hypnotic power now. Then I went to our front door, unlocked it, took a shower, and lay naked face down on my bed. As I felt him enter our house I rose up on all fours and fingered my chute. I felt him in the room before I heard his laughter.

Epilogue:

I can hear Mark’s low moans. He finished with Jeff then. He will soon be done taking his pleasure with them. Then he will come into my bedroom. He will find me naked, ass up, on all fours waiting to be screwed by him. Will it feel like it did so long ago? I doubt it. Last time I was just a kid. I’m still in shape but that smooth boy is gone. After he fucks me he will erase this night from all of our minds but I know he will leave us all reprogrammed. He boasted about it before he went to my boy’s room. They will not remember their defilement but after tonight they will also experience a vague unease with me. Things between the three of us will never be the same. Well its only right. I did set them up to be fucked both in mind and body. I deserve it. Mark is moaning more. He must be close to climaxing for him. My eyes are wet. Soon….. He will be here soon. He’ll fuck my ass, pour Sake down my throat, whisper his instructions then, he will leave…but he will come back in the future. He’s programming my hypnotically drugged boys to do what I did . Get their present girlfriends pregnant in the next month. They will have sons thanks to another drug he has injected into them…like he must have injected into me so long ago. Raise those sons to be athletic & healthy . At some point when their own offspring are in their 18 yr. old prime their fathers, my sons, will get a phone call. Once they hear that trigger word they will set up their own sons for his pleasure. My own grandsons! He’s here now. He removes my finger from my hole. It’s loose as he wanted it to be. I feel him in me. His flesh rubbing against mine. It’s like satin.

The End

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