Ryan had trouble concentrating. He was in a bare room that had a giant mirror built into one wall. For some reason his brain felt stuffed with cotton and he couldn't remember how he got into the room. A door opened and Ryan saw a man enter. He looked vaguely familiar and he was holding a camera favored by fashion professionals.

"Well ready for the ad shoot I see." The man said suppressing a grin. " Shall we get started?"

"Huh," Ryan replied as he tried to get his brain to focus. It was then he realized he was dressed in just a pair of tight white cotton briefs. From the way they pulled across his muscular frame it was obvious that the size was smaller than he would normally wear. "What shoot?" he muttered as the cameraman came up to him and handed him a bottle. Was he still modeling?

"You must have partied too much. Drink this it will fix you up fine," the man stated a sly smile breaking out on his face.

He looked so familiar yet Ryan couldn't place where he'd seen the man before. A small voice in his brain told him not to drink the liquid offered but, inspite of his misgivings, he took the bottle & drank the contents down. Within seconds the room took on a soft glow and a warm flush came to his handsome face. Ryan felt a tingling throughout his body.

"That's right baby," the cameraman cooed gently, " Feeling good now aren't you stud boy."

Ryan tried to reply but he couldn't get a fix on the words. Ryan's body felt alive. As the cool air flowed across his body he felt totally aroused. His eyes glazed slightly & he just broke out into a goofy grin. The cameraman moved back and began to take pictures.

"Touch your nipples boy," the cameraman ordered hoarsely. "Rub them and feel how great it is."

Ryan was going to object but something in him responded and he found himself running his hands across his muscular chest. The effect was fantastic and soon the humpy young man was playing with his nipples and sighing for joy. "Ohhh....hhoottt dammnnn," he babbled as he felt them stiffen under his caress.

"Twist your nipples ," said the photographer. "Twist them hard boy and tell me how much you love it!"

Ryan tweaked his round brown orbs savoring the sexual heat that it caused to pulsate throughout his body. "Oh fuck...my tits ...yeah ...feeling myself up good." The looped young man chuckled softly as he continued his assault on them.

"How does it feel? " the other man queried.

"FUCKING FEELS HOT!!" Ryan groaned loudly with pleasure while the cameraman continued to click away and encouraged him to stimulate himself. Ryan's nipples grew harder in his grasp as he twisted and pulled them and the effect of their arousal quickly became apparent in visible fullness that was developing below Ryan's waist. "Playing with my nips," groaned Ryan who was floating with the pleasure he was inducing in himself now. Behind the mirror in a separate room Hiro and Sano watched as the young executive sexually explored himself for their amusement.

"You see Sano," Hiro stated in a matter of fact tone. "The secret of success here was reorienting our young arrogant boy 's inner mind just slightly to accomplish this."

"What do you mean sir?" Sano inquired.

"Ryan was a model. Posing would come natural to him so, he would not resist doing it in his confused state. That is why he only needed to be lightly drugged today. Just enough hypnotic drugs to fuzzy his thinking process and make him even more pliable to the photographer's commands than he would normally be when he modeled. The liquid in that bottle he drank just now dramatically increased his body's response to any sexual stimulation. Our profile on him showed that he was smugly convinced of his sexual allure. In fact some of his fellow models told the survey team that Ryan, after a few drinks, would reveal how turned on he always was after a good shoot. We just needed to build on that sexual response he always experienced to get the desired results."

And the photographer?' Sano inquired. "Can he be trusted?"

Hiro laughed. " A professional fashion photographer that Ryan refused to work with due to his homosexuality. Ryan falsely claimed the man had come onto him and the scandal ruined him with American companies. I thought a bit of payback was in order."

Both men laughed and redirected their attention back at the two men in the room.

"That's right baby play with that chest," the man said as he clicked away.

"Oh yeah," growled Ryan as both of his hands swirled across his chest giving his built pectorals a firm massage. The hotshot young former jock had his head thrown back, his palms rubbing furiously on each hard nipple and his manhood tent poling his underwear. The camera clicked merrily away.

At some point a small part of Ryan brain tried to insist that this lewd conduct was not right but with each twist he gave to his nipples a new sexual wave of pleasure washed any concerns away. Ryan found himself slowly lowering one palm downward across his hard six-pack following the light brown haired trail to his by now obviously excited manhood.

"Go for it you bastard," the man said softly as he continued his photographic recording of the young stud's obscene actions. "Tell me how much you want it."

"Fucking hot," moaned Ryan as his hand slipped below the elastic waistband of his underwear and lowered his white cotton briefs till the band slipped under his hefty balls. Ryan had never felt this turned on before. As he palmed his huge nuts the wiry hairs on them felt like small electrical wires that send sparks up inside to base of his stiffening cock. " Ooohhhhhhh....shiiiitttt," the drugged young man babbled as he posed for the next round of pictures with one hand on his nipples, his hard uncut eleven inch cock at full mast waiving in the air &, the other fondling his bull-like nuts that hung over the white cotton briefs.

"Lets see you touch that dick boy," the photographer commanded sharply, " Squeeze it for the camera,"

Ryan released his sack and grabbed onto his fully engorged cock. "Yeahhh.." the zapped American muttered as he stroked himself.

"Pump it," the man said firmly, " pump that meat and blow your arrogant fucking juice for me ."

Ryan began to stroke. As he did his breathing grew ragged and beads sweat broke out on his defined cut muscular frame giving his skin a glistening effect. His cock grew to its full extension ; its head ballooning like a red wet mushroom. The young man was just on the verge now.

"That's it bitch," the photographer said as he clicked away furiously now, "Give the people the money shot!"

"Oh...man..ohhhhh hot dammnnn." Ryan gasped as he felt himself losing it. "I'm going to...goin to...I'm ...FFUCKKKKK ...III'MMMM... LOOOSSIINN IITTTTTT!!!!!." He roared as he blew a stream of cum into the air. The clicking camera recorded the shot of the hunky young stud spilling his seed. Having blown his wad he just stood there in the room panting for oxygen. Ryan was dripping sweat and his tight briefs were bunched up around his taunt defined thighs. The man took a few more quick shots then reloaded. After he had done so he reached into his camera case and withdrew another bottle. Unlike the other two this bottle was shaped like a dildo. He again came up to Ryan and handed him the bottle. . The sexual exertions had left Ryan desperate for something to drink now & the drugged jock greedily put it to his lips. Because of its shape however the dazed hunk found he had to suck on the end to get the much needed liquid. Inserting the 'nozzle' between his lips Ryan sucked away as the camera recorded him giving 'head' to a dildo. Another milestone for later viewing. As the liquid entered his system Ryan immediately felt its effects. His mind spun and his body quivered with a renewed sexual stimulation.

"Ryan, lets get some ass," hooted the laughing cameraman. "Pull up those briefs, then turn around and look over your shoulder while you feel up that ass of yours!"

Ryan dropped the 'bottle', complied with the request and slowly turned; taking one hand he slowly ran it down his side until it moved underneath the cotton waistband ran across his bubble butt. The underwear slipped slightly down exposing part of the young man's creamy hard cheeks. A dreamy look flashed across his face as he massaged his cheek.

"Feel between them," the man said with anticipation. " You'll love how it feels."

Ryan slipped his fingers between his crack and pushed in deeply between his dimpled butt-cheeks. The camera recorded for posterity that golden moment when Ryan Cantrell, former Olympic champion, professional model, defender of macho heterosexuality and, smug U.S. executive first touched his own virginal chute. "FUCKINNN... AAA," Ryan roared as he hit pay dirt and discovered how much stimulation playing with a hole could be. The young American's body quaked at the pleasure that cascaded through his body.

"Show it baby," the man encouraged as Ryan moved his other hand to his backside and pushed down the cotton briefs to expose his hard smooth but-cheeks to full view. "Let's see it boy," he growled forcefully. " Let me see that hole now!"

Inside Ryan's brain a sharp battle took place. A part of him tried to clearly think of what was going on while another part that always loved the sensuality of modeling fought back aided by the strength of the hypnotic drugs & the sexual stimulants. Ryan paused. The photographer noticed his subjects' hesitation. Would Ryan break?

"Come on baby," the man said hoarsely. " Push that hand in deeper, spread those cheeks and, show it to us."

It was then Ryan's finger, which up till then had been rubbing his soft moist chute ring, broke though and pushed in to hit his prostate. "God.... Oooohhh fucking....God," Ryan growled as he felt the ecstasy of his digital massage. The battle ended and Ryan bent over , pulling his cheeks apart as he did so while making sure to continue to keep one finger deep in his hole in order to keep up his self pleasuring.

The camera clicked away as it moved in for the dramatic close-up of a deliriously looking Ryan Cantrell popping his cherry for his public.

"Yeah you bastard," laughed the cameraman as he focused on Ryan's face and finger action in his chute. "Got you good you homophobic bastard. Smile for the camera!"

Ryan was too blissed out to care or hear anything as he repeatedly gave his chute the digital stimulation that he now found so intoxicating. "Shittt...ohhh hottt shittt," he sighed as he bent fully over causing his handsome face to appear between his spread legs and thus giving the camera a great shot of a smiling Ryan with his head between his legs, a raging dripping hard-on just under his chin and, one finger firmly planted up his knuckle in his own ass. "Feeling greattttt." He whispered as the shots continued.

"Bet this will feel even better stud," chuckled the photographer as he picked up the dildo bottle . "Here boy try this in there."

Ryan was by now too far gone mentally to even begin to think of what he was doing. He pulled out his finger and took the offered 'bottle'. Slowly he placed it against his chute.

"Ram it in fast boy," the happy photographer said forcefully, "that hole was made for fucking stud-boy!"

With one quick thrust a now compliant Ryan rammed it into his waiting hole. "OOOHHH SHIIITTT," he yelled as the instrument hit his now totally sensitive prostate. "MYYYY ......AASSSSSS.....OOONNNN...FFFIIIRREEE ."

"Move it in and out boy," the cameraman hooted in glee as he clicked away.

"UUUHHH....OOOOHHHHUUUHHHH," moaned Ryan as the young American Olympic champion fucked his own ass for the camera. After a few thrusts the drugged hunk found it to be pure pleasure. "OOOHHHH....HHHMMMM," he gasped as he quickened his penetrations. His cock rose again to its maximum length & Ryan used his other hand to grab it and pump his massive meat in rthym with the pump at his other end.

"Go for it you smug arrogant cocksucker," encouraged the man as he continued getting shots. "You love it now don't you?"

"YEAAHH....YYYEEEAAAHHH....YYYEEEAAAHHHH!!!!," chanted Ryan .

The room filled with the sounds of Ryan's grunts and the incessant click of the camera.

In the next room a smiling Hiro plotted the distribution rights of the Internet sales from the pictures that would follow. Poor Sano had been so turned on he had left to find Tag. Ah, thought Hiro the young Tag has been getting quite a workout from Sano. Hiro returned his gaze back into the room. So many photos. Good sale value. He had neglected to inform the photographer that a secret video camera had recorded the entire action for later distribution on DVD. Oh well, the Asian thought, who cared how that stupid American fashion photographer felt. A profit was a profit after all and after all the cameraman had gotten a measure of revenge. Some extra money would take care of any problem. As Hiro gazed at Ryan he plotted the next phase of his plan for arrogant smug American.

Epilogue:

Hiro sat at his desk reviewing the latest impressive financial reports from a secret holding company on Ryan's DVD & photo sales . The DVD's returns alone had gone through the roof. Of course officially Hiro had issued a statement decrying the screen & photo actions of one of his executives and had , with much regret, fired the young man. Ryan had also officially gone into hiding but in reality had merely been hypnotically retrained and then shipped to Japan where he was busy sexually servicing the senior Japanese & Singapore executives of a friendly firm. The executives were quite grateful to have a buffed & handsome young American as their sexual bottom-boy. The fact that he as also a former Olympic champion, had a well-known anti Asian reputation and, was a former model made it even more exciting for them. Their gratitude had been most forthcoming to the benefit of Hiro's businesses. Sano buzzed him on the intercom. "Yes," he said a bit annoyed at the interruption, especially since he had distinctly informed Sano he was not to be bothered as he reviewed these reports. Lately Sano had been showing a distinct lack of proper deference Hiro thought. That would have to be corrected soon.

"There an officer from the state police here to see you." Sano said quietly." He says it's about his brother a Mr. Anthony Gugatta."

At the mention of that name Hiro's mind wandered back to an image of a striking, straight, muscular 25 yr old Italian-American hunk to whom Hiro had taught the joys of getting fucked by Asians. Hiro had truly enjoyed spreading his beefy butt cheeks and savoring his girlish moans of delight as Hiro had fucked away his virginity. Now a brother is here he pondered.

"Well send him in then." The door opened and a tall man of about 30 entered. He was over six feet and like his brother was powerfully built and stunningly handsome. His broad chest area tapered into a narrow waist. His snug tailored officer's uniform pants not only showed his well-defined thighs but also an impressive bulge in another critical area. . As the sculpted enforcement officer turned to close the door Hiro was given an opportunity to check out a meaty bubble butt rippling under the straining material. A true prize the middle-aged Asian thought.

"The name is Sgt. Jake Gugatta." He said in a sexy low voice as he strode up to Hiro 's desk confidently. "I'll get right to the point. I'm here unofficially to find out what you know about my brother's disappearance."

Hiro opened his mouth to speak but the dark curly haired officer waived his hand dismissively and leaned over the desk so that his steel blue eyes bored into Hiro.

"I'm not here for bullshit. I want answers. I'm here unofficially so talk straight." He replied

"Unofficially means what?" Hiro queried.

"It means no one knows I'm here so I can get physical if need be," he growled as he straightened up emphasizing both his height and his impressive physique. "I want information. Give it up and I don't fuck you up okay. And don't try to fuck with me."

"Why yes of course," Hiro stated as he pressed his desk button. " Let us talk over some tea," he smiled as the Sgt sat down across from him. " No need of threats Sgt. I would not dream of fucking you over," Hiro replied. 'Just yet' Hiro contemplated in his mind.

A smirk came to Sgt Jake lips as he crossed his massive arms across his powerful chest. "Figured you Asian's would respect force." The good-looking Sgt. sat there full of confidence in his upper hand.

Sano brought in the tea and gave the Sgt. a larger than normal sized cup. "Let us drink then officer to ah...oh yes...not fucking you," Hiro said as the hunky state trooper drank down the tea. Sano quickly refilled the cup.

"Yeah like you two could ever fuck with me," chuckled the handsome arrogant officer as he drank down the second cup Sano had poured for him. " Think we Americans showed you Jap guys that couldn't happen." Hiro watched as the officer's eyes began to exhibit the telltale glaze that showed the drug was taking effect. "You fuck ...with....me...not ..a ..chance." The arrogant police Sgt. was slowly succumbing as his brain struggled to focus. " Like ...to...see ....thatttt........yoouuu ......twooo...fffffuck....me," the drugged state trooper slurred as his thought processes became less coherent, " yeaaahhh...lliikkeee ..toooo....seeeee.. youuu..ffuucckk...mmee". The muscular beefy hunk went down without a struggle. "Yeahhhh..," he murmured, " yooouu..twoo...fuccckk...mmeee". Then he fell silent his luscious eyes merely reflecting a mass of disjointed swirling thoughts.

"Well since you asked," Hiro chuckled to the helpless officer as Sano reached over to start disrobing their latest American stud. Hiro observed the officer's defined sculpted hairy chest & rigid six-pack . Prime meat he thought. The powerfully built policeman reminded Hiro of a hard drinking muscular Aussie he had once known who bragged about how he could fuck anyone in sight. By the time Hiro was through with him the handsome hunk was draped buck- naked on a table busily humping it while he ravished his own hole with a butt-plug to the delight of everyone there. Perhaps ,when Hiro was done with this arrogant American , Hiro would sell him to the same establishment that had acquired his brother. The patrons might find a 'brother on brother act' most arousing. "Well," Hiro said as he approached the zonked, buffed & naked cop, "you asked to find your brother and, it would be rude to refuse you." Hiro laughed as a dazed & confused look came across the young officer's face.