The Telemachus Story Archive

The Organisation
Part 4 - It's fantastic
By Dylan (Illustrated by Dylan)
Email: boy18cute@yahoo.com
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The Organisation: It’s fantastic

Many men contact ‘The Organisation‘ to fulfil their wildest dreams, their deepest, most hidden fantasies.

‘The Organisation‘ is the place to cater those men, the place to speak out loud what normally must remain hidden.

As you already know, we work in the business of adult entertainment, but we do not simply hire pornstars or hustlers, we make the object of someone’s desire give in, we make even the most stubborn individual do what they are told.

Mike, for example, the security guard in the mall, the man that just the other day had facefucked one other object of someone’s desires, was one such individual.

Mike is in his thirties, well built, hung, and one hundred percent straight.

He is the type of man that everyone respects. However, a certain client of ours has set his mind on seeing Mike degraded, used and abused, but still having the chance to walk away.

The client gets his ultimate pleasure from the knowledge that the big burly man does the most unspeakable things, hating every second of it, but still does not complain, ends the game, walks away.

Today is no exception. The black man is scheduled for another session on webcam, a session he still thinks he’s giving just for one perverted man who knows certain things about his unwilling object of desire.

In reality, however, the audience is much, much bigger.

Over the past several weeks, Mike had jerked of all the time for the webcam in response to the e-mail he had received from an unknown source. His tormentor had trained him to lick his fingers clean after each cumshot, so that the muscular man slowly got used to the taste of his own cum, until he was addicted to it, even though he still didn’t understand this urge.

He had now swallowed what felt like hundreds of his own loads, but he still felt a tinge of disgust at the thought of eating his own cum. Anyone watching noticed this slut’s obvious distaste for the cum as he swallowed it, but if anything, it turned them on even more.

“You better get used to that taste soon slut,” the man paying for all this chided while watching his cam-feed, “by the time I’m done with you, you will be swallowing buckets of man-juice on a daily basis, whether you like it or not!”

The man got really hot at the idea of other men using his object of desire. If he had his way hundreds of men, if not thousands, would be plundering every orifice of the man he watched, lost in lust.

The man on screen held a pink dildo in his hand, a toy he had received in the mail. The unknown source had included a full sheet of detailed instructions in the box, and the man already was used to fucking his own ass with the thick, long piece of rubbery plastic.

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The instructions told the security ward what to do in no uncertain terms. He had to sit back on his sofa, pull his legs up and hold them open wide, so the camera and every one watching the feed, could watch the young man’s wrecked, gaping hole slowly trying to contract and close as he pulled the dildo slowly out, waiting for the right moment before pushing it in again. Aside from general puffiness, no one would be able to guess that this hole had been stuffed with nine inches of pink dildo just moments before.

The black man pushed the dildo into his own ass once again, letting out a low moan as the thick invader started to fill his inner sanctum, painfully stretching his ass-rings.

The audience went crazy, but the man giving the show was still oblivious. The abused stud looked like he was about to pass out as he now followed his last instruction to jerk off his fat cock, his breathing still heavy from his self-fuck session with the dildo. Mike was still hard after everything he had done to himself, thanks to some powerful pills that his secret tormentor also had provided, and a dull sense of pain and pleasure was radiating from his ass. He almost felt relieved that this ordeal would now soon be over. All he had to do was cum, shoot a huge load, scoop it all up and eat it on cam.

However, much to his surprise, the screen gave a bleep, and a text appeared.

Mike’s lower lip quivered as he gingerly pulled out the obscene toy he had now used for almost 30 minutes. It was about half the length of a baseball bat. He had hoped his ass would get some rest after he had completed the session, but the guard was quickly learning that he had to stop hoping for anything good like that to happen in his life. The message had been clear. The time for rest had not yet arrived, his online tormentor even told him he had cum too soon and needed some more input to cum again.

Mike sighed as the text on screen suggested using a chain of balls instead of the dildo. The so called ‘Anal-Beads‘ were in fact almost as big as golf balls. Mike, being a cam-sex-model for just a short time, needed some careful introduction to the joy of this type of sextoy, the operator knew, and the men watching would love every minute of the muscled jocks ordeal.

The audience watched Mike slink out of the room to get the newest toy. The men loved seeing the freshly dildo-fucked, sweaty ass walking away from the camera. It made them want to hunt Mike the muscle man down and plough him for real, fuck the shit out of him in reality.

An operator in headquarters pulled up the webcam feed they had specially set up for watching this slut on several screens. The camera he chose gave a clear live video of Mike’s living-room.

The Organisation had successfully made Mike surrender all his holes by threatening to expose him. Mike still thought he would just be doing these perverted things for just one tormentor, in private, with no one else to be watching. What the poor jock did not know was that evil men could never be trusted.

He had no idea that he wasn’t giving his degrading shows to just one guy. At this very moment, there were hundreds, maybe thousands, of perverted pairs of eyes waiting for the sexy man to go on with his show. One man quite some time ago had, in a moment of inspiration, found the perfect way to expose all those dumb sexy boys to the world.

It had initially started as a small little cam show. The man had chatted with a lonely boy, slowly gaining the trust of a jock that had been adventurous and foolish enough to show off his sexy, well muscled body to a stranger, using a webcam to perform for the man on line.

What had started as a private cam-session and ended in the most powerful cumshot the boy had ever experienced, was quickly repeated again and again. The boy had even thought he had tricked the stranger, since he received little gifts and even some money as a reward for his shows.

In reality, however, the man had soon marketed the boy’s sexual prowess.

At first five other men had watched the muscular Adonis fist his oily cock into a sticky explosion. Within two weeks, the news had spread like wildfire.

Soon there were no less than seven hundred men, waiting anxiously for the appearance of the beautiful stud. They could not wait to see how the jock would debase himself this time.

“The bitch would probably pass out if he knew,” the man who started this all thought to himself wickedly. He had successfully set up a very lucrative enterprise.

Just last week, the chat room exploded with excitement as the oblivious hunk slipped a finger into his perfect ass while jacking himself off at the man’s request. The audience thought the sexy young model knew what he was doing, and why he was doing it.

However, no one knew that the boy had no control over his actions. He had been given specific orders on what to do on camera for his master. He had no idea that he was also putting on a show for several other men.

Reading the nasty comments made by random strangers made the man directing the action overly excited. He loved that so many men were desperate to catch a glimpse of a slut he was ‘screwing’ daily. To know other men were watching and commenting as he was making his personal virtual cumdump do the most unspeakable things made him feel especially powerful.

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And today, the latest model in a long line of guys performed for the audience.

The black, muscled man on screen was certainly something else.

Not the confused teenager, tonight a real man was the star of the show.

Mike showed the chain of anal beads he had gotten. He held the chain up for the camera, and the audience knew he would hate to push them up his butthole.

Online, men watching leaned back in their chairs, putting their hands into their briefs.

The operator himself was, as always, excited watching the models debase themselves. He grabbed his fattening fuckstick, settled back into his seat and waited for this whore to expose himself.

There was a flurry of activity in the chat room when Mike finally entered the room again, holding his new toy in his hand. He was covered by a sheen of sweat, the only obvious evidence of the anal pounding he had just delivered to himself with the huge dildo. He walked across his room as his cock swayed and bounced up and down, still hard thanks to the pills he had swallowed earlier.

He hated the fact that the camera would be seeing him humiliate himself. Little did the big burly man know how exposed he truly was. He went to the black leather couch and sat down, his legs open wide, his ass facing the camera. He brought the first ball that he was about to push into his quivering asshole to his mouth to lube it up with his spit.

His pink pussy was being broadcast online in total clarity.

“They haven’t seen anything yet,” the operator muttered. Sweat was collecting at his temples as he started sliding his hand up and down his thick salami as he watched Mike.

The unwilling model struggled with the thought about this newest act of perversion someone else was making him perform.

However, he was now lubing up the first bead with his mouth. He was never usually allowed to use any lube when he performed with toys, just his own spit and, at max, his own cum.

The operator had found wicked pleasure as he had told Mike that using only spit would train him to be ready to fuck in any situation. Even though the security guard was straight, he had fully given in by now. In fact he knew that the man on the other side would, at some point, send him real men to fuck him.

He was now used to dildos. Various dildos, in all shapes and sizes. The chain of anal beads, however, would be something new.

He knew how a thick pink dildo stretched his pink, pouty lips. He was used to the feeling as he pushed it deeper into his mouth, briefly causing himself to gag. He knew if he did not do it, the operator would punish him ten times more than the task he refused to do.

It was always a truly whorish sight and the men ogling the pornographic scene could attest to that. There were already messages in the chat room from men saying they had shot their load.

“Fools, they should have saved themselves up for the main attraction,” the operator mused. The first part of the show had already been a huge success, but the anal beads would set a new benchmark in their sluts development.

However, the audience loved watching the black muscle model.

In the early part of today’s livestream, before the order came to get the Anal Beads, Mike had facefucked himself like there was no tomorrow. When the words on his screen had told him to get on with the show, he at once had removed the dildo from his mouth and lowered it to his hole.

With as much resistance as he could muster, Mike started pushing the disgustingly large toy into himself. The operator checked the numbers. More than 5000 men were now watching and he almost heard the collective gasps of all the men online. The chat room was silent for a few seconds. Then the sight sank in.

The operator had to stop reading. It was all a blur. He looked at the view count and the number of men watching Mike stuff his cunt was reaching 6000.

He turned his focus back to Mike’s cam feed. The sight of the slick glossy dildo being pushed to the hilt into the unwilling model’s pussy was almost unbearable. Just like the paying audience, the operator had to slow down his jerking off to rein in his own boiling cum.

What took the operator almost over the edge was his slave’s own rock-hard cock, dripping it’s clear ball juice all over his defined six-pack. Mikes navel was filled with precum.

The systematic abuse was slowly turning the security guard, the straight stud, into a whore with a penchant for humiliation. Mike had slowly pumped the dildo into his ass a few more times before he felt the all too familiar waves of pleasure boiling over near his fuck-nut. The intense sensation quickly spread to his balls, causing them to churn out another huge deposit of man batter. Mike moaned as he looked down to see multiple streams of his cream erupt from his thick cock, coating his torso.

Without missing a beat, the now well trained muscle model had looked directly into the webcam and scooped up all his cum into his mouth with his free hand. The men online watched as the hunk on the screen filled his mouth with his own spunk. Once all the cum had been gathered, Mike got up from the couch, dildo still lodged in his ass, and walked over to the camera. He had opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue and showed the camera the slimy contents before he, after a brief pause and a slight grimace, swallowed his own load and gave a forced smile for the camera.

The operator typed franticly, and soon the cam had seen the stud get the anal-beads for the next part of today’s web-show. Slowly, the audience would see what the model would do with the wicked balls, and slowly they would get bigger and bigger, just like the dildos.

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