STALLION MANAGEMENT - CHAPTER 7 -BLUCAS BORN AS A BOI-LOVER
OK, this one's my most tongue in cheek on yet (In every sense!)
It's
also the longest and wildest part yet, and I got to give a shout-out
to KingCobra and Mike for their inspiration! In fact, parts of this
story are so closely based on the ideas that they submitted to me,
they deserve a credit as co-authors! Also thanks to all the others
whose comments and suggestions who have truly made this story
possible!
I really hope nobody takes this too seriously, because this is a
STORY, not REALITY, and all I wanted to do is write a fantasy celeb
M4M story, and hope others enjoy it! So relax dudes, and enjoy!
Once again, if anyone doesn't like it, has comments or
suggestions,
ANYTHING – just post your thoughts or email me!
P.S. – And if you think THIS is extreme, wait until you see my
plans
for future chapters! Hehehehehe!
So here it CUMS – the ULTIMATE gay hunk/twink celebrity story I
have
yet written! ENJOY!
STALLION MANAGEMENT – CHAPTER 7 – BLUCAS BLUCAS BORN AS A
BOI-LOVER!
The morning after, Nick and Aaron awoke together, spooning all night
like the newlyweds they were in silk sheets of a King Size bed, at
Mr. Stallion's mansion, in the room that they would now think of
as
their common "bedroom", from now on.
They dressed in their daytime outfits hanging in the closet, that Mr.
Stallion had chosen for them, which perfectly fit their new
personas. Nick wore an impossibly tight black spandex shirt that
showed off his now massive pecs and perfect abs totally, with letters
in each color of the rainbow gay flag that said "2QTBSTR8".
He
looked almost like a parody of the most flamboyant muscle queen in
West Hollywood, which, thanks to Stallion Management, that was what
Nick now was!
For his part, Aaron chose another impossibly tight T-Shirt to show
off his skinny, nubile young body in the best way, one that had
the "Hostess Twinkie" logo on it.
Both put on a pair incredibly tight jeans that left NOTHING to the
imagination! They wore no underwear. Why would they? Both of their
dicks now had to be ready for action at a moment's notice!
They of course showered together, making every kind of gay love to
each other in the steam. Nick, now the total top stud of Aaron's
dreams, fucked his boy like a pro, the hot shower washing both their
cum away so that they were totally clean.
They groomed together before the mirror, Nick now acting like an
expert on "Queer Eye For Straight Guy", applying designer
moisturizer, gel, and even concealer under his eyes to hide the dark
circles he had from his long night last night. Aaron did the same,
blow drying his blonde hair and tousling it perfectly.
The hunky and twinky gay boyfriends modeled in the mirror. They
looked flawless, but they also looked like the faggiest couple anyone
had ever seen. But that was what Mr. Stallion had made them, so what
was the problem? They both embraced and kissed each other more
passionately than any two actors in the most romantic old Hollywood
film.
William was off today, deprogrammed because he had an event to go to
with his wife, so Aaron took care of starting fixing Mr.
Stallion's
breakfast, while Nick used his cell phone to carry out the
instructions Mr. Stallion had given him when they returned to his new
home last night, just before he had fucked Aaron doggie-style, and
the two exhausted transformed gay boybanders had fallen into a deep
erotic sleep in their new, common "bedroom", Nick's
muscular body
wrapped around Aaron's protectively, lovingly.
"Jessica?"
"HI NICKY!" Jessica Simpson squealed! "I've missed
you honey! I've
been away on this promo tour so long, I can't wait to see you
again!"
"I can't say the same Jessica. I don't miss you. I'm
divorcing you."
Gay Lachey said without the slightest trace of emotion.
"Divorcing me? Is that like de-flowering me? Wasn't that
what Daddy
said you did to me on our wedding night?" the impossibly stupid
bimbo
said hopefully.
"No, Jess. What it means is that our marriage is over, we're
no
longer married. Done. Finished. We will never see each other
again." (If HE could help it, he thought, sickened at the thought
that he had once been married to this dumb blonde bitch who smelled
like fish!)
Jessica started to cry. "Nicky, I don't understand!"
(This was the
EXACT phrase Nick remembered most from his entire relationship with
his soon-to-be Ex-Wife, the new Gay Lachey thought).. But although
he was now a gay stud top essentially married (in an odd way,
granted) to a little gay blonde bottom twink, the new Nick still
didn't want to be needlessly cruel.
"Jessica I don't mean to hurt you in any way. All I can say
is that
sometimes, people just CHANGE, and feelings just CHANGE!." That
typical breakup line was true, and ESPECIALLY true in Nick's case!
"But what about "Newlybreds", Nicky? Don't we have
a…I think it's
called a contract or something?" Nick's almost retarded
blonde ex
wife asked, still sobbing.
The new Nick could barely control his impatience with this brainless
bimbo he had been married to before his new life had begun, when his
Master was awaiting his breakfast?! He bit his now even bigger
tongue, and just said evenly "Listen, Jessica, all I can say are
a
few things: It's over between us forever, it's no one's
fault, I'm
just not the same man you married anymore. Second of all, my new
management has already made arrangements for my belongings to be
moved out of our house today, and their lawyers will handle the
divorce. It will be quick, painless, and as generous as possible to
you. This will be as PRIVATE as possible, and I swear to you
Jessica, I will never speak to the press badly about you, I will
NEVER say ANYTHING bad about you publicly! You and I just have two
different careers now, and I KNOW you are going to have a great
career!" he said, thinking of all his fellow gay bois who had
been
gyrating on the dance floor to her new Single.
"Finally, the show was called "Newlyweds" Jessica, and
it's cancelled
now. I'm under a new contract now!" he said, smiling
knowingly to
himself. He had been kind, and told her the truth (not quite the
full truth of course, that he had just been drugged, hypnotized,
inducted and transformed into a gay muscle stud with a penchant for
leather and a young boyfriend he loved more than life itself and a
hairy, beefy muscular Master who had done all this to him and was his
God, but Jessica didn't need to know the details. She had
trouble
even reading "Us" Magazine without being confused. Nick had
tried to
keep this as clear and direct as he could!).
"But, but Nicky I was going to make you a tuna fish sandwich
special
when I got home! Now that I know what it is, I thought you might
like it!" Jessica sobbed over the phone.
Nick had finally lost all patience, especially as his stomach rolled
over with nausea at any thought of "fish" of any kind. He
just
responded politely as he could, "Goodbye, Jessica,. Please
don't
call me anymore, it will only make us both uncomfortable now. If you
need to reach me for any practical matters, call my new manager,
Chris Stallion at Stallion Management…. The number's in the
book,
sweetie, and if you have trouble finding it I'm sure your daddy
can
help you"
"Nickey, are you all right? You sound different somehow! Do you
have that acid reflex disease like my sister Ashlee has?"
Jessica
asked in her weeping, bubbly voice
This was the last straw! Gay Lachey's patience had reached the
breaking point! He just said firmly "Buh-bye!" and hung up
his
phone, then programmed it to block any calls from his former home
number, Jessica's own cell, her father's, or any other way
his stupid
former wife and in-law's could get in touch with him.
Nick felt a little bad, but he really had tried to make this break as
cleanly as possible, as Mr. Stallion had instructed him to, and he
knew Stallion Management would take care of everything now.
That reminded him! His Master needed his breakfast prepared! He
hurried to assist Aaron in the preparation, the boyfriends rubbing
each others tightly clad asses affectionately the whole time.
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Mr. Stallion strutted in from his morning workout for breakfast. He
was completely naked, which he enjoyed being when he was in his
mansion home for the weekend, and he also liked to give his celeb
slaves a thrill. Both Nick and Aaron gazed in utter awe at their
Master's massive hairy body that would put any bodybuilder to shame,
exuding masculinity and dominance simply in the way he walked, and
both slaves said a silent prayer of thankfulness to themselves that
they both had gotten a chance to be fucked by him last night, and
looked forward to the next time they would experience that pleasure.
Their Master was followed by a young man they didn't recognize, a
well dressed young man with a knowing grin who smirked as he looked
at these two boybanders he had helped turn into total faggots. He
had had a LOT to do with making that possible!.
Mr. Stallion wrapped his huge, hairy, naked body around the table and
addressed his slaves. "My disciples, I would like you to meet
Kullen. He's been my employee and primary adviser for close to a
year, and he has played a big part in planning both your
conversions. I asked him to join me here this morning because he can
give you a little background on the nature of the M4M conversion
process we have devised. Then I will proceed with your instructions
for the weekend."
"YES MASTER!!!!" both his devoted slaves shouted eagerly, rubbing the
crotch of each other's jeans..
Kullen smiled at the studly and twinky "Newlyweds" (a fantasy come
true of his own) and explained, in a slight southern accent "Well to
make a long story short, I always fantasized about turning straight
male celebrities gay, in various combinations and permutations. When
Mr. Stalllion hired me, we discovered we shared compatible interests -
I wanted to fulfill my fantasies, and he wanted to be the God King
of all of male Hollywood, so it was all good!" Kullen drawled
excitedly.
The gay M4M MC expert continued to drawl "I also got a PHD in
chemistry. That's how ya both were converted. The initial
prototype, M4M-1, was what was used on Aaron. That took a few weeks
of ingestion and induction to transform him. So I kept workin'
on it
and developed the next generation of the drug, M4M-2, which was what
was used on you, Nick. As you now know, it took several hours of
induction and suggestion to transform you into Gay Lachey."
While Aaron and Nick listened, they weren't particularly
interested
how their transformations had specifically been achieved, they were
just happy it had happened! But the Master wanted them to hear this,
so they listened closely while Aaron laid his head on Nick's
shoulder
while Nick rubbed his boy's hip instinctively now.
"So, to cut to the chase," Kullen finished, "I been
working on the
most powerful version yet – M4M-3. It bonds to testosterone
hormones
like a glove, and is so powerful that even relatively minor exposure
to it can transform a man's sexuality. There are two different
varieties, M4M-3A and M4M-3B. Since males' testosterone levels
typically drop as they get older, 3A works by raising testosterone
levels in men 25 and older to gigantic proportions, so much so that
it makes them even more masculine and muscular, like a steroid, and
also drives them to seek ever increasing amounts of more, like a
drug. 3B, on the other hand, decreases testosterone levels in
younger men who typically have high testosterone levels. This has
the side effect of decreasing their maturity, and drives them to seek
out more testosterone, and the greatest fountain of it is the men who
have taken 3B and are practically oozing with it! Thus, a hunky
muscular hunk and a twinky young boi are reborn, immediately in equal
need of each other and thus completely turned homosexual conversion
forever. Aaron and Nick, although the drug wasn't used to
convert
either of you, you are both a model of the result of the process"
Both Nick's and Aaron's heads were spinning. This was WAY
beyond
them!
Kullen smiled and finished his explanation. "The best part is,
it's
transmittable by all bodily fluids and even by scent if it's in
any
male's bloodstream! Even better, the two drugs work
interchangeably! Basically, with sufficient exposure a transformed
man over 25 can transmit to a similar man and change him into another
gay hunk, or a man under 25 into a little gay boy toy, and vice-
versa! It's my finest creation yet, and I tested it on Amtonio
Banderas just last night, and in only a few minutes and a little
suggestion, he transformed into a lusty, Latino stud faggot who likes
body worship from tight, muscular blonde bois! Melanie is gonna be
SO confused!" Kullen chuckled. "Oh, and women are basically
immune.
If they get too much exposure, they turn into big butch bull-dykes
who won't shave their legs!" Kullen couldn't help but
laugh, and all
the other gay guys, both old and new, laughed along with him.
Mr. Stallion now stretched his huge, naked, hairy, sweaty body onto
the kitchen sink, his dick already hard as he stroked it almost
unthinkingly, devising his plans for Gay Lachey and
Twinkie "Ronnie's" new missions! He smugly thought of
his current
accomplishments – Aaron Carter turned into a little bottom boi,
Nick
Lachey turned into a gay Leather man "married" to Aaron, a
boy
practically half his age, Antonio Banderas turned into a hot a young
Spanish stud who was even now probably having another threesome with
the Brewer Twins, his "muchachos", David Charvet turned into
a dumb
gay "bubble boi" with the ass to show it, Billy Baldwin his
obedient
secretary, Antonio Sabato Jr. now a macho Italian Guido top who
fucked any man ass like his life depended on it, Derek Jeter his homo
humanoid chauffeur until he decided how further to use him, Ryan
Phillipe a desperate cum junkie… Mr. Stallion truly couldn't
even
recall all of the triumphant transformations he had engineered! And
it was only going to get better!
He smirked at his two utterly obedient celebrity slaves, stroking his
hairy crotch seductively, like a dog, like the total Alpha male he
was to these Beta Males, in a sense. After last night's triumph,
he
had decided that "Master" was inadequate now to describe
himself.
His friends were Masters – he was a KING, and thus he had already
instructed his slave bois to address him as such. All he lacked was
a crown, but his solid gold cock ring would do for now.
"Now that you've heard the explanation, you bois are ready
for your
instructions. Nick, you will be heading to New York on a special
mission with Mega-Top Antonio Sabato Jr. who you has a NEW role
assigned to him! Aaron, today you will be making a special visit to
Marc Blucas, who played the role of "Riley" on the fourth and
fifth
seasons of "Buffy The Vampire Slayer"
"Wow he's hot! Buffy was DA BOMB!!!!!" Aaron squealed
excitedly.
He had been a HUGE Buffy fan even before his transformation. Now
that he was a gay twink-boi he got turned on thinking of every male
cast-member of the show – (David Boreamz, Nivholas Brendon,
James
Marsters! ) He could hardly wait for them all to join "Stallion
Management" and see his Master's plans for them! But for
now, he was
excited enough listening to his God's plans for him and
"Riley".
Mr. Stallion flexed his massive muscles and continued, even more
aroused himself by Aaron's enthusiasm. "He has been,
unknowingly of
course, the first subject of Kulllen's testing of M4M-3. I found
out
just this morning that it has been working. Therefore, you both may
worship my body while I explain the details of your missions for the
weekend!"
Nick and Aaron rushed over to their King, Nick wrapping his full lips
around Mr. Stallion's dick more tightly than his golden cock
ring,
Aaron taking position behind Mr. Stallion to lick his asshole
hungrily. Mr. Stallion had just had his breakfast. This was THEIRS,
and they were STARVING!
As Kullen injected 3A and 3B into Nick and Aaron's neck's
respectively, to prepare them for their respective missions, both gay
slaves were totally unaware of the needles' prick, they were so
focused on their Master, their KING'S instructions!
"Now my boy toys, here's what I want you to do…", King
Stallion
began. When he was finished instructing them, both enslaved former
boybanders stood up, saluted, and said "YES, YOUR HARDNESS!"
and
pranced off, eager to begin their respective missions!"
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Marc Blucas was feeling very confused lately.. His career seemed at
a dead end of guest shots on TV shows, at best. He was getting
older, and he knew his prospects were already shrinking. Hollywood
was a town that seemed to get more obsessed with youth all the time,
and he was already 32.
In hopes of turning his career around, he had signed up with Stallion
Management last month. He had not yet been into the office because
he had been busy shooting a guest appearance on "Charmed".
Guest
appearance? Marc couldn't believe his career seemed to be
sinking so
low!
So he read the Stallion contracts, signed them, and sent them back in
the included return envelopes. There seemed to be so much paperwork
it was unbelievable! The ink on the contracts and the glue on the
return envelopes he licked was…unusual, not at all unpleasant,
kind
of nice in a way, actually.
What Marc didn't realize was that the envelopes were soaked with
M4M-
3A, and the ink on the contracts included it. He had no idea, but
was even now being slowly transformed, while the drug entered his
bloodstream and irreversibly began to alter his brain cells and
hormones, into a gay hunk with an overpowering urge for gay bois!
Marc was straight, or at least he had always thought he was, but just
lately he inexplicably seemed to be turned on by young, hot boys…
what he had once heard gay men called "twinks".
He had desperately tried to resist the urges for the past few weeks,
but the sensations just kept getting more and more powerful. Last
week, he had shame-facedly started buying copies of "Tiger
Beat" at
the nearest convenience store, and started jerking off to them with a
mixture of lust and embarrassment, the sensation of lust slowly grew
more dominant each time. After he came, which he seemed to keep
doing so much more quickly and more often and more powerfully with
ever j/o session, he still felt desperately ashamed, but the pleasure
was overwhelming him. Jerking off to these teen idol pics was SO
much more erotic than making love to his girlfriend Debbie! Within
only a few weeks of this, she noticed his increasing lack of interest
and dumped him.
"You're just not the same man anymore Marc! You're like
on… drugs or
something!" Debbie shouted angrily at him on Friday night, when
they
had planned a romantic evening in together, but Marc's mind was
somewhere else, enthralled by his newfound fantasies of young teen
idols, his muscles seeming to grow larger at the thought at the same
rate his dick was… so actually this was all true.
"That's not true." Said Marc with no real emotion. He
really just
wished she could leave so he could get back on his Bowflex machine
and work out. His muscles somehow seemed to be growing faster
lately, and he had come to enjoy doing bench presses while indulging
in his most dominant fantasy now – reclining while his little boi-
tois worshipped his seemingly un-stopably growing muscles!
"I've had it with you Marc! You've just….
Changed!" Debbie screamed
at him and slammed the door as she stormed out.
As Nick had told Jessica, people change…
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Marc honestly had no real regrets by that point. Fantasizing about
pretty bois was just so much more exciting to him now! Only minutes
after his bitch ex-girlfriend had stormed out, he was so obsessed
that he just knew that he NEEDED to meet one of them in person. Of
course he wouldn't DO anything! He was straight, and he still
had
the good Midwestern morals he had been raised with (or so he still
thought), but just SEEING one of them in the flesh, in the same room
with him, would give him jerk-off fantasies for years!
This happened to be the same night as Nick's "Bachelor
Party". As
Marc flexed his muscles in the shower he found that he just
couldn't
stop jerking off while he listened to the sound of his new favorite
album, "Aaron's Party! Come and Get It!". Almost
unthinkingly, he
pinched his nipples and stroked his dick like a gay stripper. But
no gay stripper had EVER danced to THESE songs!
He walked out of the shower not even bothering to dry himself. he was
now so determined! He just KNEW he had to do something about this!
Marc knew Stallion Management had Aaron as a client, so he called the
office. Of course, no one was around to take the call because they
were all having a massive gay orgy at Nick's "Bachelor
Party" at that
time, so he just left a message on the voicemail.
"Hi, this is Marc Blucas, I'm a new client of yours," he
said
haltingly, still somewhat hesitant. "I got a question to
ask… it
might sound kind of strange…"
Mr. Stallion had received that voicemail first thing the next
morning, and knew the time had come, and that was when he had
formulated Aaron's mission! Marc looked like a farmer almost,
and
now he WOULD be a farmer in charge of KING STALLION'S CHICKEN
COOP!
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A sweat soaked Marc Blucas heard the doorbell ring. He had been
spending his Saturday morning watching teeny bopper shows, sticking
his hand under the one piece lycra singlet he now wore when he
exercised, rubbing his dick in between bench presses, crunches,
lifting weights with his arms while he did leg presses at the same
time. He was so exhausted by his morning of his now constantly
rotating regimen of working out and masturbating to teeny-bop shows,
he could barely find the strength to answer the door, he was so out
of breath, and slightly annoyed to be interrupted because his new
favorite shows were about to start on the Disney Channel!
He opened the door and saw something he couldn't believe was
possible! Aaron Carter was standing right on his doorstep, looking
cuter now in person than he ever had looked in any magazine, jiggling
his ass (which somehow seemed even bigger and more luscious in person
than in any photo Marc had ever seen), wearing what seemed to be
impossibly tight clothes and dancing like it was his natural way to
wait for anything (which it was - Mr. Stalllion had programmed him
for that.)
"Hi Marc! I'm Aaron! I hope I haven't disturbed you, but I'm here
from our management company! I was told you wanted to meet me in
person, and I would love to meet you too, so I've been sent over
by
Stallion Management, and I have some more… material for you
to… sort
through!" Aaron said, batting his eyes flirtatiously and smiling
his
sweetest smile at Marc.
"Sure! Come on in Aaron! Have a seat on my couch!" Marc
said with
enthusiasm, his dick already rising through his workout singlet.
This was TRULY a dream come true for him now!
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**
As they sat on the couch and chatted, making small talk about working
in the entertainment business, Marc realized that Aaron seemed to be
reacting strangely to him, slowly getting closer to him, until their
legs were touching each other's, Aaron's nubile young hips rubbing
against Marc's now almost massive, muscular legs.
Aaron was practically sitting on Marc's lap now, and he shouted out
to him sweetly, "HEY! Can I try out one of my new songs for
you?
It'd be great to get some... feedback!"
Marc, still desperately trying to hide his rising dick under his
workout singlet could now only breathlessly whisper "Yeah,
sure!!!!
Go for it Aaron!"
"OH MARCKIE YIPPIE DOO, I'M A BOI FOR YOU, MARCKIE, YIPPIE DOO, I
WANNA SUCK ON YOU! MARCKIE, I WANNA FUCK WITH YOUOOOOOOOO!" Aaron
sang in his sweetest, most seductive voice, dancing all around
Marc's
living room.
For a few minutes, while Marc watched amazed as this teen idol
flirtatiously performed a song just for HIM, he just couldn't believe
it! He had only wanted to MEET Aaron, but Aaron smelled so GOOD,
looked so CUTE, This was MORE than a dream come true! There was an
inner debate in Marc as to whether or not he should take advantage of
this – but his ever-rising erection was taking over very quickly!
Aaron continued to dance and sing sweetly " I LOVE SUCKING, AND
I'M
IN HEAVEN EVERY TIME I THINK OF RIMMING YOUUUUUUU! YOUR BIG COCK IS
LIKE A DREAM! AND I''M A FAGGY TWINK WHO WANTS TO SUCKYOU-----
OOOOO!" Aaron sang, ripping off his clothes and doing jumping
jacks
now!
Marc was now utterly transfixed by the sight and sound of his new
fantasies becoming reality. After Aaron had finished his
"private
performance", he just couldn't deny his urges, or Aaron's
pleading
eyes, and could no longer let him not lay down on his crotch and give
him a blowjob. It was a hundred million times better than his best
fantasies!! Marc was so excited now he blew his load into Aaron's
mouth in less than a minute, discovering now that he really COULD do
this, that he COULD really be a hunky gay twink boi-lover! And as he
came, he couldn't help but sing along to Aaron's song, in his
own
lyrics now. He couldn't stop himself. He sang the next verse in a
gentle, baritone voice he couldn't even imagine he had even days ago!
"OH AARON YIPPIE DOO! YOU'RE SO FUCKIN' COOL! AARON YIPPIE DOO,
I'M
A HUNK FOR YOU! AARON YIPPIE DOO, MY COCK'SHOULD BE DRAPPED WITH
YOUR DROOL!" Marc sang along, ripping his massively arect cock
out
and waving it in front of Aaron's crooning lips.
Aarom didn't need any encouragement. He dove onto Marc's lap and
proceeded tp suck his dick eagerly.
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**
When Aaron had finished licking up every last drop of Marc's
juice up
like he was sucking the last, sweet drop of a Frosty, Marc moaned
with massive pleasure, so exhausted he fell into something like a
deep sleep, or more precisely, a hypnotic trance.
Aaron, continued to lap up all of Marc's newly expelled cum,
completing Marc's transformation into a total gay boy lover for
all
time. He now sat atop Marc's ever-growing dick enthusiastically,
rubbing his young ass cheeks against Marc's cock in an ever-
increasing motion, licking Marc over and over. Marc was in TOTAL
ecstasy! His greatest fantasies were being fulfilled, or so he now
believed!
Marc could not BELIEVE the pleasure he felt as his dick exploded like
a geyser into Aaron's hungry asshole, Aaron sucking up every last
drop that didn't make it into his hole, like the little gay puppy
he
now was. He ADORED his boyfriend Gay Lachey and he WORSHIPED his
Master of course, but this was like a dream come true for him too!
Serving his Master, completing the seduction of this sexy hunk –
could life get any better than this?!!!
After Aaron had lapped up every drop of Marc's cum, he whispered in
his ear. "I'll be back with some other bois tomorrow! Our
Master's
instructions are to make sure that the pleasure I have given you
today will be DOUBLED, TRIPPLED, QUADRUPLED EVEN, tomorrow! I'm
such
a stupid little gay boi, I don't even KNOW the words for it all!"
Aaron giggled cutely, and Marc couldn't help but give him a huge,
sloppy kiss on his lips. This was the first male-on-male kiss he had
ever experienced, (although he had FANTASIZED a lot about it
recently!)
Aaron nibbled on his earlobes and whispered sweetly "I have a master,
a KING, and he is now YOUR'S too! He's made this special CD for you
that I have in my knapsack, kind of a "motivational instruction"
Aaron giggled.
"Sure, anything for the MASTER, who has made my greatest fantasies
come true!" Marc said honestly, smiling sweetly as he rubbed Aaron's
boy cock up and down affectionately.
Aaron kissed him tenderly on the lips once again and when he broke
the kiss, he also knew it was time to leave, to allow Marc to
complete his transformation now. He gently cooed to the now almost-
transformed Marc Blucas "I gotta go, Studly, but I'll be back
tomorrow, and if all goes as planned, today will PALE before
TOMMOROW!!!!", licking Marc's now huge biceps up and down.
Marc grabbed Aaron's blonde tousled hair to raise his lips to
his,
and he kissed the young gay teen idol ferociously, and when he was
done he whispered sexily "Do whaever the MASTER requires,
sweetie!"
Marc couldn't have imagined himself saying something like this
only a
few weeks ago, now he couldn't imagine NOT saying it!
The hunky stud and the young faggy twink made out now with no abandon
at all now, both knowing they were about to be separated, but they
were gay servants of the MASTER now, and their kisses were only made
possible by HIM, they now both now knew.
When they had finished, Marc wrapped his now unbelievably muscular
legs around Aaron's sweet ass, sweeter than he had ever imagined in
his wildest fantasies, and finally they extricated themselves from
each other reluctantly, both aware that their new instructions.
"I gotta go now, sweet cheeks! But keep your pecker hard for
tomorrow! I'll be back with some new chickens for you to
"pluck"! I
PROMISE you won't BELIEVE it" he said enthusiastically,
"It will be
like nothing you've ever known, I swear to you!" Aaron
said, as he
nuzzled Marc's shoulders.
Aaron completed his assigned mission by flirtatiously, rubbing
Marc's
now massive dick, affectionately, rubbing his tongue sweetly over
Marc's now massively increased pectoral muscles. Aaron rode
Marc's
ever-growing dick enthusiastically, rubbing his young ass cheeks
against Marc's dick furiously, licking Marc over and over. Marc was
in TOTAL ecstasy! His greatest fantasies were being fulfilled, or so
he now thought! Marc's face an utterly transfixed look of joy at
this boy before him! He was now ready to receive his new
Master's
final instructions!
As Aaron now left Marc, reluctantly,, licking him all over
affectionately like the little gay puppy he now was, he placed
headphones over Marc's ears, and Marc listened to Mr.
Stallion's
entrancing voice on the CD, completing his conversion as he listened
and absorbed the words "You ARE gay! You are ONLY attracted to
boyish young teen idols! Anything other than this fills you with
total aversion! You are NOW a GAY HUNK SLAVE of Stallion Management,
and soon I plan for you run a HAREM for these boys! Your final
instruction is about to begin!" said the enthralling instructions
of
King Stallion's voice into Marc's ears, and they became his
own total
truth forever after.
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Marc kept on listening to his final instructions on the walkman
provided by Aaron, while performing his now almost constant workout
and masturbation sessions, Marc's mental transformation was
almost
total, and his physical transformation was almost complete too, he
thought excitedly, exploding with his most massive orgasm yet, at his
Master's plans for him!
UP NEXT! LOTS OF OTHER NEW GAY BOY TOYS JOIN MARC'S NEW CHICKEN
COOP, ONE OF WHOM NEEDS "SPECIAL" INSTRUCTION! AND CUMMIN' SOON,
DREW LACHEY! USHER! AND THE RETURN OF RYAN PHILLIPE AND "MEGA GUIDO
TOPMAN ANTONIO SABATO JR.! I DON'T THINK ANYONE WHO HAS BEEN
ENJOYING THIS STORY WILL BE DISAPPOIINTED