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And now, our feature presentation…
“Good afternoon, gentlemen. I’m Dr. Harper Delaney, and I’ll be overseeing your trial today,” a man with silver hair walked into the room, clipboard in hand. Despite his hair, he looked like he might be in his mid thirties, maybe early forties. He walked over to Malik first, shaking his hand, before shaking mine, and then Jacob’s.
“Nice to meet you, Dr. Delaney,” Malik said, smooth as shit. No matter what the situation, he was always calm. Personally, I was a bit nervous about this, and I’m sure Jacob was too, even though he hid it well.
“Likewise. Now, before we begin, I need to check some information. Who is Mr. Braxton?”
“I am,” Malik said, raising a hand. “Call me Malik, please.”
“Of course, Malik. And how tall are you?” The doctor asked.
“Six feet, five inches,” Malik answered, and the doctor made a note on his clipboard.
“Excellent. And you just graduated high school?” The doctor asked, eyes still fixed on his keyboard.
“Yeah, we all did,” he answered. “We were in the same class.”
“Ah, excellent. And you are 18, correct?”
“Yep.” Malik leaned back and half sat on the countertop.
“Alright, next, Jacob Feliciano.”
“That’s me,” Jacob spoke up.
“And your height?”
“Uh, six-three,” he answered.
“And you are 19?” The doctor asked.
“Yeah… I, uh, I had two senior years,” he chuckled.
“I see,” the doctor said, filling the information in on his clipboard.
“And you must be Jesse Hackett,” the doctor said, turning to me.
“Yes,” I answered, wincing as my voice broke. Malik and Jacob tried to hide their snickers, the asses.
“Your height?” he asked, looking down at me.
“And you’re eighteen?”
“Excellent.” He sat the clipboard down. “Well, welcome all of you to Euphrates Medical Research study number 25846. We are in the human phase of testing a new drug. It’s a euphoriant, so if you go forward you’re going to have an enjoyable 24 hours or so,” he chuckled. “I take it you are all aware of the reward for participating?” He asked.
“Full scholarship,” Malik answered.
“Or the cash equivalent,” the doctor added. “Basically, you give us 24 hours and the next few years of your lives are set.” He walked over to a drawer and pulled out three clipboards. “Here are the consent forms. Look them over and sign if you wish to proceed. I’ll be back shortly.” He handed us each a clipboard and left the room.
“Can you believe this, guys?” Jacob asked enthusiastically. “We’re going to be set!”
“Fuck yeah, no having to work and go to school at the same time,” Malik added.
“Are you guys sure about this? This seems too good to be true…” I said, not confident that I wanted to proceed. But there was no way I was going to back out if they didn’t.
“Don’t be a pussy, man,” Malik quipped.
“Fuck you,” I said, blushing as Malik signed the form without reading it. Jacob shrugged and signed his as well. I started to read mine over, though it seemed about what I’d expect.
“Dude, why are you taking so long?” Jacob asked. I moved my hand down to the signature line without finishing it and signed, right as the door opened and Dr. Delaney came back in.
“All done, boys?” He asked before collecting the clipboards and looking them over. “You’re all good to go. Please follow me.” He walked out of the room, Jacob and Malik close behind. I took a deep breath and followed. The doctor took us back to the elevator. Inside, he inserted a key and took us to what looked like a sub-basement level. When the doors opened, there was a comfortable room with screens on the walls, a couch, a couple of armchairs with ottomans, and a king size bed. When I looked back at the elevator I caught the doors just closing again, just as I noticed that you had to use the key to leave.
“We’re locked in?” I asked, nervously.
“Just for the duration of the study. We can’t have you wandering out while high on the drug, after all, you might be injured.” Dr. Delaney explained. “Please, gentlemen, have a seat. He walked over to a cabinet that was built into the wall and entered a code on the keypad. When it opened, there were three glasses of water, and three little plastic cups with a single unmarked pill in each, all resting on a tray. He pulled the tray out and walked over to us. “Who wants to go first?” He asked.
“Shit, I’ll go,” Malik said, and he took one cup of water, and one pill cup from the tray. He tipped the pill into his mouth, and sipped the water.
“Open,” the doctor instructed, checking to make sure the pill had been swallowed. “Excellent. Jacob, your turn.” He repeated the process, checking after to make sure that Jacob took the pill.
“Fuck guys, this feels great,” Malik said before the doctor even made it to me. He had this big dopey grin on his face.
“Your turn, Jesse.” He held out the tray. I took the two cups and steeled myself, taking the pill like my friends had. I opened my mouth to show him I’d swallowed it, and he went back over to the cabinet and returned the tray before closing it.
“Woah,” Jacob said as whatever we were testing hit him. “You’re right, bro.” They both grinned over at me, waiting.
I knew as soon as it hit. I started to feel floaty, tingly even, and my nerves went away. I also noticed my dick start to get hard. I looked down at Malik’s crotch and noticed a huge bulge. My eyes moved to Jacobs, and he was tenting his pants as well.
“Alright guys. This medicine is a combination of two drugs that we’ve developed, so I’m going to explain them too you before you get too far along to understand me,” he chuckled. “You might have noticed that you’ve gotten a bit excited,” he gestured at our crotches. Malik and Jacob both looked down and let out guffaws as they noticed their erections.
“Fuck! I’m hard as a rock,” Malik agreed.
“Me too!” Said Jacob. They both looked at me when I didn’t agree.
“Uh, yeah, I’m hard too,” I said
“The drug you took is going to continue to increase your libidos. You will each continue to get progressively more aroused until you achieve an orgasm, or the 24 hour period runs out.” He explained. I looked to the side and saw that both Malik and Jacob were stroking themselves through their pants.
“Aww, fuuuck, I’m already so horny,” Malik complained.
“Slow down, boys, there’s more you need to know. In all previous test subjects, having an orgasm while on this drug triggered a change in sexual orientation.” Malik and I both gave the doctor a horrified look, understanding.
“Huh?” Jacob asked, a confused look on his face.
“Hmm, how to put this…” Dr. Delaney thought for a second. “If you cum, it’ll make you gay,” he explained to Jacob.
“Man, this is fucked up,” Malik complained, getting to his feet. He wobbled in place, clearly impaired by the drug.
“Sit down,” the doctor ordered, giving Malik a little push that sent him falling back into his seat. “Now, there are three things you need to know about this. First, if you make it the whole 24 hours without orgasm, you’ll remain heterosexual.” Malik seemed to relax as he heard this. “Second, if you orgasm in an active role–masturbation, active penetration, et cetera– you will become a dominant homosexual. Finally, if you are brought to orgasm in a passive role–as in anal or oral stimulation–you will become a passive homosexual.” We were all staring at him now, our mouths hanging open.
“But… I don’t wanna be gay at all,” Jacob said, Malik and I both nodding in agreement.
“And you don’t have to be. Just don’t let yourself reach orgasm, and you’ll be fine. To help with that, I have one single device that will prevent penile stimulation, so no matter how aroused you are, at least one of you won’t be able to stimulate your penis. Do any of you want to take this option?”
“I do!” I said, just ahead of Malik and Jacob. The doctor smiled.
“All right, Jesse, stand up and open your pants so I can put it on you.” I was embarrassed to do it in front of my buddies, but no way was I going to let this turn me into a faggot. The doctor slipped a plastic ring around my balls, and gave my cock a little thump to make it soften. He squished it into a tube that slid over the ring, and locked it all in place. I could feel my cock trying to get hard again, but the thing wouldn’t let it. When it was over, I closed up my pants and sat back down, trying to ignore the dirty looks from my two friends.
“That’s fucked up, bro,” Malik said under his breath.
“Now, where was I… Ah, yes… That was the first effect of the drug,” Dr. Delaney said.
“Wait, there’s more?” I asked, panicked.
“Of course. I did say it had two parts,” he said reasonably. “The second drug is hard to understand in technical terms, so I’ll try and, ah, dumb down the language for you.” He chuckled, and we all looked back and forth at each other. “You will notice yourselves getting more and more aroused, and, at the same time, you will find it harder and harder to think. The second drug is effectively shaving points off of your IQ and giving those points to your libido. This effect will continue until you achieve an orgasm. In your case, Jesse, you will likely become so aroused that you will have a spontaneous orgasm anyway, but your mind will be pretty far gone before that happens.” I grasped the chastity device through my pants.I wouldn’t be able to jerk off to make this stop. I was going to just keep getting dumber.
“No. No. No. No.” I said quietly, realizing the situation I was in.
“In the end, boys, it’s a race between the drugs. Will you choose to remain intelligent, but become homosexual, or try and resist becoming homosexual, but lose all intelligence?” He stood up, and walked back toward the elevator. “I will be monitoring your progress through the cameras, and the screens around the room will provide you with some entertainment and ideas. Good luck, boys.” He let himself out, and we all sat on the couch, silent, for a few minutes. Suddenly the screens came to life, each showing what appeared to be a different gay porn. I averted my eyes.
“So, we have to be either gay, or stupid?” Jacob asked. He had never been that smart to begin with.
“Guys, said the stupid one makes you cum eventually… What if it makes you cum before the gay one wears off? We could end up gay AND stupid.” Malik said, still gently fondling his erection through his pants. My head was swimming as I watched him rub his package.
“I’m fucked,” I said, still watching Malik rub himself. I could feel both of them looking at me.
“That’s what you get for trying to sell us out!” Jacob said. I looked up to Malik’s face, and he was watching me with a strange expression.
“Fuck this, guys,” he said, standing up. “I’m not going to let myself turn into some idiot.” He tore off his clothes, and before I got over the shock of what he was doing, he was standing there beating his massive cock right in front of us. I’d seen him in the locker room before, so I knew it was big. I’d heard all the guys joke about black guys having huge cocks. But I’d never seen it hard. I stared at the monster as his fist slid his foreskin frantically up and down.
“Don’t do it, you’re going to make yourself a faggot,” Jacob said, also staring at Malik’s dick.
“At, unh, at least I’ll still be smart!” He countered. “Ohhhh, fuck, it’s never felt this good before!” He was abusing his cock, his fist making a slapping sound as it impacted his pelvis on each frantic stroke. His eyes had fixated on one of the screens. I glanced at it and noticed that it was guys fucking in this room. Guys like us. “Oh, so good! It’s so good! It’s! It’s! Ahh!” He cried out as cum started to fly from his dick, splashing to the floor in long ropes. I heard a moan next to me and looked over to see Jacob’s cock sticking through his fly, slicked with his own spit as he worked his fist up and down, eyes locked on Malik.
“Gonna, unh, be, unh, gay, unh,” he was saying under his breath. I stared in horror.
“Yeah, man, do it! It feels fucking awesome,” Malik said, egging Jacob on. “Cum, bro, then we’ll help Jesse out.” My eyes snapped to his face, and he was watching me with a wicked look in his eyes, still stroking his hard cock. I panicked, and jumped to my feet, running across the room to the bathroom. I slammed the door shut right as I heard Jacob start to moan loudly.
“Awwww, man! I’m gonna cum!” The moaning picked up, and I knew that he was a faggot now, too. I slid the flimsy bolt into place to lock the door, and looked in the mirror at my pale face, framed by the messy curls of my hair. What was I going to do? I could still feel my dick throbbing, trapped by the cage, and I wished now that I could touch it.
Gay or stupid. Gay or stupid. Thinking about it now, I wished I could just beat off like they had. Now my only choice was to try and hold out until it wore off. No, that would make me stupid, right? Fuck! But if I wanted to stay smart, I’d have to become gay, but I couldn’t reach my cock to do that!
I froze when I heard a pounding on the door.
“Open up, buddy,” Malik said in a musical tone.
“No!” I screamed back. “I need to think!” My head was swimming. I didn’t know what to do.
“No you don’t,” Malik cooed. “Remember, you’re getting stupider by the minute, but we aren’t. We’re still smart… well, I am.”
“Dick,” I heard Jacob quip.
“You can’t trust yourself, man. Let me in, I’ll think for you.” I was tempted. Malik was still smart, he made himself gay almost right away. But how could he help me? I was locked up, there’s nothing he could do… unless… I watched an expression of horror appear on my reflection’s face, trying to remember the doctor’s exact words. Something about anal stimulation, or oral. Or was it aural? What did that mean? Fuck, it’s happening! I’m getting dumb. I kept reaching to my crotch, intending to stroke myself, only to have my hand rebuffed by the cage.
“You can talk to me through the door!” I yelled. “I don’t know… I… I don’t.”
“Of course you don’t,” Malik said matter of factly. “You’re getting stupider by the second, and you’re too horny to think, anyway, aren’t you?” I was. I was so horny. My dick ached inside it’s plastic confinement. I pulled off my shirt, groaning as the cotton slid over my nipples. I looked down at them, hardened into tight little nubs. I noticed goosebumps on my skin, and then my eyes settled on the bulge in my pants. I unfastened them and let them fall to the floor, looking at my dick, seeing how it had expanded in the cage, squishing into every bit of space until a bit of the head bulged through the piss slit. There just wasn’t enough room.
“I wanna cum!” I cried out. What had we just been talking about?
“I know you do. Open the door so we can figure out a way to help you. Let someone smarter figure it out for you.” I heard Jacob chuckle in the background, and then a bit of whispered conversation. I looked back up at my reflection and absent mindedly brushed away the drool that had run down my chin. I tried to touch my cock again, and when I couldn’t my hands settled on my thighs. I moaned, the physical contact feeling good.
“Hear that?” I heard Malik say to Jacob.
“He’s so ours.” Jacob replied.
What were they talking about? My hands slid around my thighs, back to my ass. I moaned again. Touching my ass had never felt good before. I slid them back around to the front, but when they got to my cock I couldn’t feel anything, so I went back to my ass.
“Open the door, Jesse. We’ll take care of you, I promise,” Malik said. I fought the urge to do what he said and kept rubbing my ass. I was watching my reflection, and I saw more drool running from my mouth.
There was a sudden crash, and then Malik was standing behind me in the mirror, towering over me. I stared at him, mouth hanging open, and he reached around to rub my chest and abs.
“Well, look at you,” he said to me, his touch causing me to shudder. I reached up to grab his arms, and he pressed his pelvis against me. I could feel his erect cock pressing into my back, and my grip lost strength, my arms falling to my sides. “Let’s go back out here,” he said, turning me and making me move in front of him.
“What are you doing to me?” I asked, my head rolling back to rest on his chest, even as we moved.
“I’m helping you, man. You don’t want to be a moron, do you?”
“No, I want to stay smart!” I said.
“I think it’s too late for that, but we can help stop things before you’re a total idiot. Plus, it’ll be fun,” he added.
“But I can’t touch it,” I whined, looking up and over my shoulder at him.
“There are other ways to cum, buddy,” he said with a wicked grin, grabbing my shoulders and spinning me around. “Just relax and let us help you. You can trust us, we’re your friends.” He pressed on my shoulders. I fought it, but the pressure increased until my knees gave way. Suddenly, his cock was right there, right in front of my face. It was huge, and I had never seen anything like his dark foreskin up close. I stared, more drool running from my mouth.
“Looks good, doesn’t it?” Jacob said into my ear. “Give it a lick, man, you’ll like it.”
“But I don’t want to be gay,” I said softly.
“Do you want to be stupid?” Jacob asked, caressing the back of my head. Malik’s cock was so huge. The foreskin couldn’t cover it completely, and I noticed a bead of precum glistening on the tip.
“No, I wanna be smart,” I said.
“Well, you can’t have both. Think about it. If you try and stay straight, you’ll either end up straight and dumb, or gay and dumb. But if you just let yourself do what I can tell you want anyway, you’ll stop getting dumber and just be gay. It’s the safer choice, man.”
“Plus,” Malik said, “There’s no way Jacob and I are going to go twenty four hours without a bitch to fuck. You should be honored that we chose you, buddy.” Jacob was rubbing the back of my head still, and he took Malik’s cock in his other hand, waving it in front of my mouth.
“Just taste it,” Jacob said. “You know you want to.” He put a little pressure on the back of my head, tangling his fingers in my hair. I reached out with my tongue, and let it run across the head of Malik’s cock, tasting the bead of precum that had been clinging there. I moaned in pleasure, my cock trying once more to escape the cage. “Told you that you’d like it. Take it in, man. Taste that cock. You’re going to love it.
I couldn’t fight it anymore. Everything he said was making too much sense. Besides, he was smarter than me. He knew what he was talking about. I stopped fighting the pressure he was putting on me and opened my mouth. Malik’s dick slid in, and I started sucking it without any hesitation. The taste was.
The taste. It tasted… It tasted so fucking good! I closed my eyes and just let myself suck it. Nothing had ever felt this good before. I couldn’t believe sucking cock could feel like this. Jacob started laughing.
“There you go, buddy,” said Malik, replacing Jacob’s hand with his own as he started to fuck my face. I had never even considered sucking a dude’s cock before, but Malik’s… It was the best thing I’d ever had in my mouth. A deep, primal moan escaped me as Jacob licked his finger and started rubbing my ass hole.
“Ooh, you’re going to love having a dick up there,” he said, Caressing. Swiping. Pressing. Rubbing. I didn’t know what to do, so I just kept sucking. “Malik, bro, his dick is dripping from that cage. He really likes this.” They both laughed. Malik jerked my head from his dick.
“What’s six times six, faggot?” I was so caught up on doing the math that I didn’t even think about him calling me a faggot.
“It’s, ah, six times six… it’s, uh, thirty, uh, six. Thirty six.” I felt a moment of panic. That should have been a lot easier. It went away when he shoved me back down on his cock. I was so horny that I couldn’t fight this. Why would I want to fight something that felt so good? Jacob started to move behind me, but Malik stopped him.
“Nuh uh, bro. Cherry’s mine. Just get him ready for it. Hey, Jesse, what’s twenty times five?” He pulled me off his dick again and waited, slapping my cheeks with his tonfa of a cock.
“It’s, uh, uh, it’s… One hundred and… and… and twenty!” I was sucking his cock again before I realized that was wrong.
“How does it feel, Jacob, not being the dumbest anymore?” Malik asked him casually.
“I love it. He sure is a dumb little slut, and we’re not even done with him, yet.” My hole tingled from the attention he was giving it.
“Speaking of dumb sluts, what’s one hundred times one hundred, buddy?” He pulled me off and waited. I thought. And I thought. And I thought some more.
“It’s… It’s… It’s… It’s too many numbers!” I cried out. I had no idea what the answer was. I knew it should be easy, but my brain just couldn’t do it. Malik laughed and jerked me to my feet, spinning me around and marching me to the ottoman. He gave me a little shove and I fell over it, knees on the floor, and my head hanging over the other side. Jacob moved around in front of me and grabbed my hair, jerking my head back. His cock was right there. It wasn’t as big as Malik’s, but it was still pretty huge. I opened my mouth without him saying anything, and he shoved it in. I was sucking it with no hesitation, though part of me knew I shouldn’t be doing this.
I heard Malik spit, and felt it hit my hole. There was no way he was going to fit his cock in there. It was way too big. I squirmed on the ottoman as he pressed the head of his cock against me, pinning me in place like a butterfly. I writhed, not sure if I wanted to escape, or invite him inside me. Still, he waited. I was sucking Jacob more frantically, feeling his pelvis and my nose connect. Still, he waited. I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Please!” I said, pulling off if Jacob’s cock. “Please! Malik, Please!”
“What do you want?” He asked, rolling his hips to pivot his dick as it pressed against my hole.
“Ohhhhhh, please, fuck me,” I crooned, ready to know what it would feel like inside me.
“Are you sure, buddy? If I fuck you, you know it’s going to make you cum. You want me to make you gay?” He asked, still teasing my hole.
“Yes! Please, do it! Make me cum!” I begged. I was ready. Malik laughed.
“Oh, you’re going to be such a good slut,” he said, grabbing me by my hips and lifting me to place my knees on the ottoman. Jacob lifted me by the shoulders, positioning me on all fours.
He slid his dick back into my mouth in one go, and I felt Malik’s head press against my ass again. He pressed. He pressed. He pressed. And my ass gave, the muscles giving a final quiver before allowing him entry. Long and smooth, his cock slid right into me. It stretched me, and stretched me, and I was seeing stars.
“He’s, unh, sucking me even harder,” Jacob commented. “He likes it,” he added.
“Of course he does. He’s going to like it even more once I fuck the cum out of him. Hear that, buddy? I’m going to fuck you so hard that everything straight about you is going to shoot right out your dick. When you cum, it’s over, and you’re our stupid little faggot forever.” He bucked his hips, making me moan around Jacob’s cock. And again. And again. He was fucking me, sliding roughly in until his pelvis impacted my ass, and then drawing out until only the head remained. Over, and over, and over.
I felt something that I hadn’t truly expected to feel while wearing the cage. An orgasm was coming, but it was different. Always, in the past, orgasms had centered on my dick. This time, it was building deep inside me, in a part of my body I’d never given much thought to before.
“He’s about to lose it,” Malik grunted. “Give it up, buddy. Be gay with us.”
“Aww, shiiiiiit,” Jacob groaned, and I felt cum flooding my mouth for the first time. It filled my mouth and burst from the corners before I could think to start swallowing, running down the corners to my chin.
“Give it up, faggot, give it up! Give! It! Up!” Malik ordered, his hips shaking as he neared his own orgasm.
I did. Something in my head felt like it snapped, and more pleasure than I thought humanly possible washed over my body. Cum started to run from my cock, dripping down onto the ottoman in a stream with little bursts. I was squealing around Jacob’s cock, swallowing the last of his load, and I felt Malik plant his cock inside me and start cumming himself. It was too much. The feeling of that huge cock swelling and jerking as it unloaded in my guts sent me over the edge again. It felt even better, this time, and more cum gushed out of my dick to run from the cage in a sticky stream.
Finally, Jacob pulled out of my mouth, and I let my head hang, witnessing the sight of my own, caged cock still dripping into the pool of cum on the ottoman.
“How does it feel, Jes, being a dumb slut?” Malik pulled out of my ass, and I just moaned, feeling so fucking good. I leaned down and started to lick up my cum, not concerned about my friends’ laughter, not even a little bit.
“I asked you a question, stupid,” He added, grabbing me by the hair and pulling my face from the diminishing puddle of cum. “How does it feel?”
“Feels so good,” I said, panting. “Being gay feels so good.”
“You’re not gay, buddy,” Malik said, still holding me by the hair. “We’re gay.” He pushed my face back down into the puddle. “You’re a faggot.” I moaned and started lapping again. I realized that he was right; they’re gay, I’m a faggot. Yeah, I’m a faggot!
Right as I finished licking up my cum, Malik grabbed me and carried me over to the bed, tossing me onto my back. He climbed on top of me and pressed his dick to my lips. I opened, and his cock slid into my mouth and started to work down my throat. I was hard again already, and I could feel my cock jerking around in the air.
“Your turn,” Malik said, and I felt Jacob lift my feet into the air, setting them to rest on his shoulders. “I got him all lubed up for ya.” I moaned around Malik’s dick as Jacob started fucking me. He wasted no time, just thrusting in and getting right down to the fucking. I was grateful. I moaned, and sucked, and opened up to my buddies.
“Well done, boys,” I heard a voice say. It was that doctor guy, but I couldn’t remember his name. “Malik, how are you feeling now?”
“Fan-fucking-tastic, doc,” he answered without breaking his rhythm. I almost had him balls deep in my mouth at this point. I couldn’t breathe, but every few seconds he would withdraw just far enough for me to get a breath before sliding back down my throat.
“And how do you feel about being gay now?” The doctor asked.
“I love it, doc. I wouldn’t go back if I could,” Malik said, giving my head an affectionate rub as I deepthroated him.
“And you, Jacob? Would you say you feel the same?”
“Fuck yeah, doc! Being gay is awesome!” He was still slamming into my ass, over, and over, and over.
“Excellent. Malik, could you pull out so I can ask Jesse here some questions?”
“Sure thing, doc.” Malik pulled his cock from my throat with a wet slurp, leaving me panting and moaning as I caught my breath.
“Jesse, how do you feel about being gay?” The doctor asked, speaking slowly.
“I’m not gay,” I said, staring up at Malik’s face as he slapped me with his dick and began sliding it around my cheeks, leaving trails of drool and precum in its wake.
“Oh?” The doctor asked with raised eyebrows.
“Yeah. They’re gay, I’m a faggot!” I said, trying to catch Malik’s dick with my tongue as it moved around. Malik and Jacob burst out laughing, and the doctor gave a pJeste chuckle.
“Ah, I see,” he said. “Now, the drug will keep your libido amped up for the rest of your time here, but you will notice a permanent increase even after you leave. Will any of you want a drug to bring your libidos back down to normal levels?
“No way,” Jacob said, panting as he fucked me.
“No, doc, and Jes here doesn’t want it either. Faggots need to be able to keep up, don’t they, Jes?”
“Yeah! I don’t want it.” I agreed.
“Excellent. So, for the record, you are all satisfied with the results of this trial? No complaints from anyone?”
“No, doc, this is great,” Malik said, teasing the head of his cock around my lips.
“Unh uh,” I agreed, kissing and licking the head of Malik’s cock.
“Nope, we’re great,” Jacob threw in.
“Excellent, boys. Enjoy the rest of your time here.” He walked away, and Malik pushed his cock back into my throat to resume fucking my face.
I had been so nervous coming into this, but now I knew that there had been no need. I felt so good, and I felt closer to my friends than I had ever been before. I was their faggot, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Dr. Delaney sat in a lab, watching the boys continue to fuck, in every conceivable position, on a wall of screens.
“Doctor,” his secretary approached him, clipboard in hand. “You called for me?”
“Yes. Send word to the lab that the trial was successful. Tell them to lower the amount of CSE-284 for the next trial. The loss of intellect appears to accelerate more than we predicted in the combined drug.
“Yes, sir. Anything else?”
“Yes. Let the board know that their worries about resentment were unfounded. All subjects are perfectly satisfied with their new perspectives.”
“Right away, sir.” She walked out of the lab, leaving Dr. Delaney smiling as he watched the boys continue fucking.
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