Chapter Four: While We're Out Together Dancing Cheek To Cheek

Things got intense at school after that. Naturally Brent got suspended from the team since ever time he got near the pool water he zoned out and started...well you know. Enrico came into his own as a star school swimmer and out as a gay one to boot. Always liked that guy. We became buds fast and he confided in me that his home life was hell due to an older brother who served on the local police force. A regular hunk built stallion among the ladies who trained at the gym I worked at. Seems he gave his 'pussy' younger brother a hell of a lot of crap for not 'scoring on chicks like a real man' as he put it. Another check went off in my brain.

Brent however was unfinished business. I had planted a key word in him that would send him back into a hypnotic state. The when and where of finishing him off was my problem. But as fate would have it the mountain came to me when Sean left for an away weekend wrestling tournament a few weeks after that infamous swim 'meat/meet' . My parents had gone with him to cheer him on while I was stuck doing a school project at home all weekend by myself. It was a bummer missing my bottom-boy do his stuff but this was a project that had to be done. Turns out thatweekend I got two projects completed . I had just finished the school one when someone came to the door. Yep, it was Brent!

"Brent," I said somewhat in shock," what are you doing here?" He just glared at me and pushed his way in.

"Listen you pansy assed fagot." He angrily said as he grabbed my shirt with one hand and put a fist near my face. "I'm popping boners every time I'm near water and, there is a rumor you got something to do with it. I think the rumors are right! I'm going to fuck you up bad." He drew in close for the kill. I knew I had to move fast.

"TOP DOG"! I uttered swiftly. Brent's eyes glazed and his body went slack. The keyword I'd programmed into him weeks ago came to life! I walked around my hypnotic captive and smiled. "I think you arrogant fucker that you are the one getting 'fucked up'. Gently I ran the side of my hand across the handsome face of the zonked athlete. An idea hit me.

"Strip you bastard and ah...do it slow and sexy." I commanded.

Brent began to sway his hips in time to some imaginary music letting me take in the erotic scene of a hot straight jock doing a highly charged striptease. Silently he unbuttoned his shirt, exposed his hard leanly muscled but defined swimmer's body, and let the shirt drop to the floor.

"Play with your tits boy," I ordered. My zapped hunk complied moving his hands up to his soft brown pubs. He rubbed each one gently making sure to squeeze and tweak them. "Shittt," he whispered as the brown orbs hardened. Brent increased his massage on them till they stood up rock hard and bullet pointy. I noticed that his crotch basket was showing signs of arousal as well. The hypnotized stud continued his tit play with one hand as the other moved down his chest, past his six-pack, and cupped his basket. His hips still swayed and he turned erotically giving me a nice view of his cute butt hidden in those jeans.

"Drop those pants cunt-boy," I said.

Brent unbuckled his pants and slide them off. He stopped for a few seconds to get them past his thighs then, continued his sexual gyrations. Those muscular legs reflected his pool-workouts. His tight white cotton underwear fit snuggly in front and back. I walked over to my swaying hunk and glided my hands across his warm tender inner thighs then, I inserted them up his legs bands to enfold his balls in my grip. He was hot, moist; the flesh was soft to my touch. I removed my hands and had Brent drop the final shield to his soon to be toppled 'instrument of straightness'. His firm, marble-white, dimpled butt was so fuckable .His meat, now semi hard, was framed by that set of nuts that now swung in rthymic time to his hip movements.

"Finger that butt hole pussy while you play with your sack," I insisted. Brent bent slightly at the knees & reached down with one hand and rolled his balls while the other sensually slide down his crack and into its deep crevice. "How does that feel jock?" I smirked as Brent finger fucked himself before my eyes. His dick rose to full staff. "Ohhh...fffuuccc." Brent rasped horsely. He was ready!

"Brent", I said firmly. "Remember how you feel when you see water?"

"Yessss," he sighed as he continued his anal and testicular maneuvers on himself. "It feels hot,"

" It's hot and powerful right?" I went on. Brent nodded. He was in sexual heat to judge by a fully erect dick, which had precum hanging down from it's slit and hitting the floor in one long strand of translucent white.

"Hot. Powerful," Brent acknowledged.

It totally arouses you." I went on.

"Yes, hot powerful..total high," my stimulated dancer agreed.

"Man sex is like water," I suggested smiling.

"Man sex...like water." Brent repeated. His brain centers were at maximum capacity for manipulation and it was time to go for it.

"Sex with men is warm and powerful. Wet, warm and, powerful just like water." I instructed. "Repeat it."

"Sex with men is wet, warm, powerful." He replied.

I reached down to stroke his cock. "Feel the warmth, the power. It's beyond sex with women." I chanted slowly as I fed his control panel its new marching orders.

Brent's cock throbbed in my hand. "Men sex ...better...fucking hotter," He whispered.

"Women don't arouse you anymore." I insisted as I went for the final piece.

"No arousal women. Men...sex..with...ohh damm I'm hot." My dazed jock muttered as I took over his ball job too. He continued his ass screwing with his fee hand returned to minister to his nipples. Brent's breathing intensified. His brain was rapidly processing the information he was receiving and the sexual overload I was giving it.

"Need man- sex. You need man-sex." I hurriedly replied. "You ass likes cock in it!"

"I need man sex." He nodded as his mouth slackened. "My ass needs cock in it." He increased the tempo of his finger insertions. Judging his hip thrusts of his rod through my hands while he was doing it and the flickering of his eyelids he was close to breaking apart. Time to clinch the deal.

"You need cock. You want warm cock juices in you. You love to eat cum. You hate sex with woman. Women turn you sexually off." I yelled into his face abruptly. " You want to be the woman with a guy. You love being a pussy!"

"I NEED COCK. I NEED COCK. WOMEN DON'T TURN ME ON. A PUSSY. I AM A PUSSY." He shouted as his eyes stop flickering and his hip thrusts quickened. I had done it. I had rewired his mind turning a cunt crazy jock into a cock crazy one.

"Men turn you on so bad you can cream right now!" My voice echoed in his mind.

"MEN....OOH SHIT.....MEN......TURNED ON BYY THEMMM......GGGGOT TO BLOOOOWWWW...OOOOOHHHH." He screamed.

"Blow your wad then you bastard," I hooted. "Spill out that hot man juice. Remember, when you cum now you will be admitting that you are a cum crazed boy-cunt from now on." I squeezed his balls and pushed his cock to point up to his arrogant face. As I did he exploded sending his cum past his chin to hit his upper lips and nose.

Brent's slipped to his knees exhausted by the powerful sexual high I had him on. He gazed dully ahead and repeatedly sighed in a dull chant that was music to my ears "Love cock. Love cock. Need men. Need cum. Ass fuck, need it bad."

I stared at him. On his knees, telling the world of his new sexual desires all while licking the cum off his face with his tongue. "Fucking hot." He muttered as he ingested his cum and with it forever sealing the loss of his straightness. "Man juices are sooooo hot." He giggled girlishly.

"What the fuck is this,"a voice from the doorway stated. I turned to see a smiling Enrico nodding in glee at the sight of Brent down there on his knees with cum on his face and fingering his butthole. "Ghees Eric told me the dude was on his way here so we kicked butt get here in case you needed help," he chuckled. "But fuck man you cleaned stud boy's clock but good. Right Eric?"

It was then I noticed a stunned Eric behind Enrico.

"Eric," I stammered, "its not what you think."

" I think you turned Brent into a pussy," said Eric sternly. The air grew quiet until suddenly Eric broke out laughing. "And that is sooo cool" , my blonde buff swimmer said in glee.

"You ...ahh," I was confused and it showed.

"It is cool man," Enrico assured me. "Since Brent was kicked off the team old Eric and I found we had a lot in common and I mean A LOT!" The young Latino reached over and put his arm over the blonde stud , kissed him on the cheek, and winked at me. "Eric's my lover bro. I was going to tell you but wanted Eric to get comfortable in it."

"Yeah," said a blushing Eric, "I kinda knew for awhile but Brent put the fear of God in me about coming out so I..." his voice trailed off. "Then being around Enrico...."

We all looked at Brent who was still on his knees licking up the cum from his face and fingering his chute. The bastard had done a lot of damage and we all knew that it was time for payback in a big way.

"Hey guys," I laughed. "How about we make a movie". The two jocks looked at me in a puzzled way. "And I got just the star for it!" I stated.

Chapter Five: Top Dog

"Are you sure I won't be recognized?" Eric asked as he adjusted the black leather mask on his head. He was dressed in a pair of black leather chaps with matching front-laced black leather jockstrap. Across his well-defined pecs there were two crossed bands. His hard lean swimmers build filled out nicely in leather bindings and the outfit only emphasized his sexual allure.

"Man I don't even recognize you. You look fucking amazing," said Enrico as he glanced over from behind the video camera. The hunky Latino grinned at his transformed teammate with ill-disguised lust and a telltale bulge in his jeans. Eric broke out into a smile and his black cod piece protruded out a bit more; it was obvious to me that these two were seeing each other in a new way for the first time.

"Well guys I hate to break this up," I interrupted as both jocks refocused on me. " But to quote some old MGM flick: Let's put on a show!"

Enrico got busy at the camera and Eric did a quick set of pushups and situps to not only pump up the goods but also to give his hot leather-covered body a nice sheen of sweat. I brought in our major performer." Gentlemen," I hoped mockingly, " I give you the star of our video: Pussy Puppy!"

With that I lead in Brent who came in on all fours suitably attired in a black leather studded dog collar and a flimsy leather thong. He looked great with his basket straining in a crotch-costume that was two sizes too small for the items that were to be covered. The tip of his cock was just barely visible at the top of the black waistband while his balls protruded slightly out on each side to give the entire piece a forward sexy thrust. His hard dimpled muscular jock-butt shone like white marble under the lights we had set up. I stepped out of camera range and signaled Eric to begin.

Eric walked up to his puppy and said gruffly,"Brent say hello doggy style."

Brent lifted his head, "arf...arf", he barked as he wagged his exposed butt to the camera. His swimmer toned body rippled with each sway.

"Come here straight boy," Eric commanded. Brent crawled up close until his nose was in direct contact with Eric's package. "Sniff what a real man smells like," our leather master snarled in contempt. Brent pushed his nose deep in and the camera recorded our macho boy's expanding chest as he sucked in the funky sexy scent of hot crotch wrapped in leather.

Eric pushed Brent back and stared at his pup. "You want a taste?" He asked. "Does pussy puppy want to slobber on his master's bone?"

Enrico zoomed in to capture the delirious look of hunger on Brent's face. His sensual features were a vision of pure animal lust and I could see his meat pushing hard on the flimsy thong. I signaled Enrico to get it in the shot but the hunky Latino was already on it. Brent moaned in desire and his tongue licked his lips. The straight dude was turning out to be one lusty cock-hound!

"Beg boy," stated Eric. "Show me how a good pussy pup begs."

Brent rapidly rose up on his haunches holding his arms up at either side and keeping his tongue hanging out. Eric reached over pulled Brent's head very close to his crotch. Brent's tongue flicked out and licked at the lacings. "Need..." he gasped, "Need it so bad sirrrr."

"What dog," asked a smug leather master to his prey? "Tell me what a young straight jock stud always needs."

"I need to suck that bone master," Brent babbled. " I need man cock sir. I FUCKING NEED MAN-COCK."He yelled.

"Lick my crotch you pussy pup," he growled sexily as he permitted jock hunk Brent's tongue to run up and down Eric's jockstrap. Brent, the babe seducer master went wild. Can there ever be anything hotter than watching a straight jock down on all fours, dog collared, sporting a hard-on in leather thong, tongue out slobbering to give a leather master 's basket a hot moist bathe and, filling the air around him with cries indicating his sheer devotion to man-cock. Okay there are two more scenes that rank up there but hell, give the movie time dudes! Eric relaxed and enjoyed the oral service of his former hero. Judging by his bulging meat in that codpiece good old Brent gave good service. Eric reached down to pat his pouch's head. Enrico signaled me he had got it all on tape." Go on boy," Eric encouraged. " Get inside my leather."

Brent reached up to unlace his master's bone but had his hand slapped away quickly by Eric.

"Use your teeth cunt," snarled Eric.

Brent uttered a gut-wrenching moan of pure surrender and proceeded to unlace Eric's raging manhood with his teeth. As the laces came undone the young leather master's pole sprung out and slapped Brent across the face. Priceless dude. Priceless.

"Want this," Eric laughed sharply as he slapped his pecker across Brent cheeks. Brent's eyes looked ravenous as spittle dripped from his open mouth. Oh yeah, he wanted it. That former cunt man was now thoroughly cock happy. "Then suck it you bastard." Eric whispered heatedly as he guided his monster meat into Brent's waiting mouth.

"UUUMMMPPHH," a cock filled mouth of Brent tried to reply. The school's star athlete greedily slurped away as he got his dog owners manhood all nice and slick for future uses. Brent's cock-head was sticking further out of his thong and the material by the slit was wet and gooey.

"Good puppy " Eric laughed after a few minutes of Brent's oral chow downing. He reached further down to rub Brent pac. The effect was priceless as Brent flopped onto his back and howled in pleasure at his belly rub. His arms and legs flayed about while his cock rose up further out of a waistband showing signs of a wider wet patch.

"Tell me." Stated Eric, " tell me like a dog how much you like the touch of a man on your belly?"

The room filled with Brent's quick cries, "WOOF.WOOOF.WOOOF"

Eric reached down further, spread apart Brent's hard thighs, and ran his finger over Brent's crack. Brent's head began to move back and forth in excitement as Eric slipped his hand between the swimmer's cheeks to massage that inner tender skin. "Okay boy tell me what you want now. I and speak normally". Eric said while his hand rubbed further into his pooch's crack. We had all agreed that to really work the audience would need more from Brent that animal noises and I had so instructed Eric.

"I want my ass full sirrrr," groaned Eric who was obviously in heat."Puppy needs cock sirrrr".

"Are you sure bitch?" Eric rasped as he, in full camera view, lifted up one of Brent's legs so Enrico could zero in as Eric inserted his finger into Brent's hole. The camera recorded the jock's outer ring yielding to the invader. Watching that soft moist muscular chute-ring contract and relax as Eric's finger-fucked away in it was hot let me tell you!

"OHHH... FFUUCCC," Brent howled as the finger in him hit home. "My cunt needs to get fuckkkkkked." Brent kept up a steady stream of begging whimpers while Eric continued the intial scew job on the once haughty jock . Brent would never live down the words he said then:

"Fuck me sir,"

"Slip it in my pussy hole,"

"Take my ass like the bitch I am sir,"

It was amazing watching Brent grovel to get finger fucked. One week ago he was a cocky arrogant straight jock bastard. Today he was a pitiful cock crazed cunt dying to fill his openings by a guy. Damn it was sweet.

"FUCK Meee," he pleaded. "Oh dam my chute needs you sir,"

Eric then fliped him over and slapped Brent's marble white ass. "Up on all fours you bitch!" he commanded. As Brent complied Eric landed a series of slaps on that jock butt.

SLAP

"OOHH YEESS," cried Brent

SLAP SLAP.SLAP.SLAP. Came the sounds as Eric butt slapped the jock- hunk.

"Fucking turn my as red sir," Brent begged. Yep when a straight jock goes for cock he loses it bad. After a few more whacks and that marble white butt was fire engine red. Considering Brent's brother career I wondered if he might be needed right now to help dose his little stud brother's sexual fires. Hmmm ...ah later.

Eric stopped then walked around to face his dog-boy. He undid his codpiece's laces fully and exposed his stiff meat to a dazed & ravenous looking Brent. " I want it slicker punk. You want my bone some more boy?" He rasped gruffly as Brent's head nodded furiously in agreement. The former straight athlete's tongue hung out dripping with desire.

"May I suck your bone sir?" He whimpered submissively, " This pansy assed dog needs it so bad sir."

Eric guffawed and inserted his cock into that mouth that had once ridiculed gays and spouted its own vaunted straight masculinity. The camera captured good old Brent good old heterosexual & haughty Brent slobbering away on leather-man's cock like he was a cheap whore!

"Oomph, more, more." He slurped as he deep throated Eric pole. at one point he

then broke off to lick his leather master's balls. Eric pulled away, turned his butt to Brent's face. Spreading his powerfully developed cheeks Eric wiggled his exposed asshole at the delirious puppy. "Want to eat my ass boy." He rasped.

"Fuck yes sir!" hooted Brent as he dove into those bubble cheeks. The room filled with Eric's breathing and the unmistakable sounds of a hungry dog's munching.

"UUUMMPPHH," Brent muttered as his muffled voice came from its hiding place deep in Eric crack. Eric's dick was ready to blow from the rimming he was getting. I signaled him that it was time for the 'money shot'.

He pulled away from his pup to reveal Brent's sexually blissful face covered in saliva. Eric quickly went to Brent's rear, spread jock boy's cheeks and, asked the killer question. "What do you want bitch?"

"I want you to fuck my ass sir," begged Brent as he wiggled his butt aggressively. "I'm so fucking hot for it sir. My puppy- pussy is wet for it."

Eric nodded to the camera and drove his rod home. "TAKE IT YOU BITCH!" he roared as his dick burst into virgin fields.

" Aaahhhh....yyeahhh...getting fucked," a slacked jawed Brent cried as the camera recorded the deflowering and how Brent's eyes rolled back in his sockets in a sublime joy. Our 'star' moaned in pleasure with each thrust (well score one for big brother Craig huh but, he should have said it was really straight hunky jocks that moan as they get plowed). "Fuck my hole. Yeah get it deeper sir." Brent encouraged as he began to piston his hips back and forth to help in his screwing.

Enrico, who by now had dropped his pants and was stroking his own impressive hard-on signaled to me to take the camera? When I did, he walked up to Brent's face and pushed his honey-toned Latin meat right up to the 'star' mouth. Brent instantly opened up to savor the treat. "Take my dick you arrogant asshole," Enrico growled. Soon the three of them were at it hot and heavy (I made sure Enrico's face was out of every shot).

Eric reached down to stroke Brent's engorged cock and it was obvious that a climax for all three was imminent. Sure enough I soon heard the cry.

"I'M CUMINGGGG," Eric moaned as he thrust deeply between Brent's dimpled butt cheeks and exploded.

Enrico pulled out of Brent's mouth. "TASTE MY SPUNK JOCK-BOY," he bellowed as he came onto Brents face.

"AAAAHHH FFFUUCCKK ," Brent yelled as his own rod burst forth a steady stream of hot cream. It splattered up his chest and dripped from his chin. Brent's dazed, grinning face was covered in both his & Enrico's jis. I filmed his smiling image, tongue out, licking the man-cream around his lips. "Man juices," rasped Brent as he savored each drop.

It was an awesome sight. Brent's deflowering, degradation, and humiliating sexual lusts were now forever recorded for future generations to enjoy. We continued to tape a few more scenes until at last I said the fateful words:

CUT & PRINT! The three of us then cleaned up the set letting Brent do the honors of tongue mopping the floors for any remaining cum.

Later on I made two copies of our epic. One for public consumption and one 'special' tape for a private audience. Eric, Enrico, and myself watched the public tape later as a docile Brent, still collared and on all fours, hungrily sucked away on our hard cocks. Ever notice how straight young muscle jocks go crazy for cum after their first taste of it? We all had to agree as we saw the finished product: A Star had been borne!

Chapter Six: What No Popcorn!

The next day I invited macho fireman Craig over to the house after his shift. He arrived in his fireman's blues. Had to admit that in that tight uniform he was one fucking steamy number. His muscles pressed against the buttons of his shirt .He had undone a few buttons at the top revealing dark curling black chest hair covering an impressive set of pecs. Both his forearms were bulging and I swear he had small melons under each bicep.

"Well what the fuck is this all about?" He snarled as he walked in. "And let me tell you kid I've heard about you and your pansy assed brother so lets get things straight now; touch my ass," he said as he smacked his meaty blue uniformed covered butt, " and I'll bust yours. Got it!"

"Yes sir," I answered with fake fear and submission, "I'd never dream of touching you sexually sir. I know a faggot is never a match for a real man sir". Oh yeah right G

Craig smiled smugly. "Good cause my meat," he grabbed his crotch with one of his hands and cradled it so that it pushed up the already tight material to further outline what promised to be one fully rounded sack of potatoes and meat, "is only for bitches."

"Yes sir," I muttered as I fed his macho ego. "I asked you here because.... well sir ... Brent made this tape sir," I began to sputter so he'd think he had intimidated me. Set him up high then knock out the pins!

"Tape," he replied, " what the fuck are you talking about?"

"It might be better if I showed it to you sir." With that I pointed to the chair and Brent's big brother sat down to watch the first public showing of 'Dog Bone Production Inc.' (named by courtesy of Eric). A nifty little movie about a pussy pup named Brent! With an underlay of, you need ask?

"Where's the fuckin popcorn?" Craig said sarcastically as he adjusted in the chair. His powerful thighs spread slightly in the seat. Soon they'd spread open farther if things went as planned. I hit play.

The video revved to life and Craig was treated to little brother Brent doing his sexual doggy tricks for a leather-masked man (Eric who at second glance was really into it).

"What the fuck," gasped Craig as he turned to me.

"You better watch it all sir," I said quietly. "It gets worse and he says things about you in parts (a lie but hell he had to focus)."

A pale Craig gazed back at the video. As the movie went on his jaw dropped. The room filled with Brent's voice shouting (or moaning you decide) such choice lines as:

"Fuck my straight pussy sir! I need it soooo bad!""

"AAAHHHWWWHHHOO...AARRFF AARRFF!"

And my own personal favorite:"Please feed me that bone sir!"

Craig was mesmerized. I guess at first, cause he was watching his athletic little brother being thoroughly degraded and loving every minute of it but later, cause the programming in the tape had locked onto his brain.

I let the movie run its course. Hey you don't stop art! When it ended I flicked off the machine and turned to Craig. He was staring blank eyed.

"COME HERE!" I ordered. My hunky fireman got up and walked to me. I pulled his shirt roughly open, popping his remaining buttons and, releasing that massive chest into full view.

"Big brother you work out," I chuckled as I undid his belt and dropped his pants. I reached for the waistband of his tight white cottons and slowly exposed his more intimate charms. Hung like the proverbial horse with balls to match. An uncut mouth watering treat if you didn't count his meaty butt. Relax, I did count it hehehe!

I jiggled his balls in my palm. "I'm afraid I lied Mr. Fireman when I said wouldn't touch you sexually. Am I forgiven hmmm?" I chuckled. "in fact this is only the start." I bent over and kissed his full sensual lips. Hmmm tasty too!

"Okay boys , are we ready to permanently hose down the fires of this muscle built fucker's sexual image," I said as a smiling Enrico and Eric entered the room. Each was ready for the action. Hell, Eric even brought 'Dog Bones' biggest (and so far only) star performer with him. Good old reformulated pussy boy Brent who bounded in on all fours suitably collared and leashed. Dogboy Brent raced up and sniffed at his zonked brother's crotch. Watching him bark at Craig was too cool. When Brent stuck his nose up Craig's but crack to further sniff we all lost it. After that we went to work on Craig. But, that's a whole nother tale gents!