Date: Wed, 6 Jun 2007 10:13:54 +0100
From: johnnymanipulator@lavabit.com
Subject: The Training Course, Part 4

The morning air was cool against Dominic's exposed and still saliva-wet
anus. He wriggled his big naked bottom in his sleep, suspended in a sling
above Jamie's bed. His massive cock was stiff and throbbing as he dreamt of
how utterly superior he was. A big fat conceited grin played on his face as
he imagined the whole world hypnotised by his enormous cock. Quite right
too, his cock was everything. His big shaved body was fucking amazing. Even
his arsehole was beautiful - Jamie had said so again and again between
slurping licks at the tight aperture. The city boy was obsessed with Dom's
big manly body. Just how it should be. Dom didn't need to do anything to
prove he was the biggest, hardest, sexiest man alive. He just was. That was
all. His lips formed into a filthily narcissistic 'oooo' in his sleep and a
glob of precum oozed from his magnificently obscene member onto his shaved
belly, as it had been doing all night.

A long thick string of precum ran from his belly down between his thighs,
under his balls where the little key to Jamie's shorts dangled, past his
exposed hole and hung in a rope down to the bunk where Jamie slept. Jamie
was on his back halfway down his bed, mouth open, unconsciously swallowing
that of Dom's delicious ooze which had not already drooled all over his
handsome face. Jamie dreamt of shrinking in size until he was only just
able to reach around Dom's hard cock with both arms, pushing and pulling
the thick foreskin up and down for the big man until he forcefully
ejaculated. Then he was wallowing in the thick splattered lake of spunk,
drinking and bathing in it, looking up to see a coaxing expression on giant
Dom's face. A shadow had fallen across him as the colossal hardon
softened. Jamie found himself pinned to Dom's sticky belly beneath the
cumbersome weight of his enormous satisfied penis, as it gently leaked a
trickle of sperm over his helplessly smothered face. He gasped in his
sleep, swallowing more of the tasty precum as he did so.

Dom was the first to wake after the curtains were pulled and light flooded
in. He lifted his head. At the foot of the bed staring at his shaved,
spread legs and exposed hole was a handsome, wholesome, cheerful-looking
bloke in a suit and tie. It was his boss, Niall. Dom tried to close his
legs to hide his hole but the stirrups were locked in place. He wriggled
his big arse but all he was doing was drawing Niall's attention to his
little hole.
	'Good morning!' said Niall cheerily, as if it was the most natural
thing in the world to be stood there staring at Dom's naked body.
	'Sir, er, boss...' stuttered an unusually embarrassed Dominic.
	'Good night's sleep?'
	'Er, yeah...' He was suddenly aware of what an obscene position he
was displayed in. 'Not my choice this, Niall...'
	'No? Lost a game I see?' Niall was grinning in that bright,
innocent, sunny way he had, making Dom feel a little less sordid.
	'Yeah. A game. That's right.' Dom smiled back at him. It was just a
silly exercise after all, nothing to be ashamed of.

At that moment Jamie woke up in the bed below the suspended Dom. He
stretched out and yawned, and then heard his boss's familiar cheerful
voice. He sat up with a start, still yawning, and to his horror his face
shot straight between Dom's legs and the arrogant fucker's fat bollocks
plopped straight into his yawning mouth.
	'Fuck yeah,' moaned Dom before he could stop himself.
	'Morning Jamie!' said Niall.
	'Mmmmnngggffff,' said Jamie, unable now to get the swollen balls
out of his mouth. He tried pushing with his tongue. That only made Dom
squirm and gasp appreciatively. Jamie could see his rival's massive cock go
rock hard before his eyes.
	'Don't rush on my account,' said Niall. 'Just thought I'd see how
you boys were getting on.' Jamie tried to pull his head back, to slip his
fingers into his mouth to pop the balls out, but they were so big they were
lodged in there, filling his entire mouth.
	'Suck on my... mmmm!' murmured Dom.
	'Nnnnmmmm,' snarled Jamie.
	'You seem to be building up a good team spirit,' said Niall. 'How
are you finding working with Jamie, Dominic?'
	'Ooooo, greedy cocksucker, yeeeeeaaaahhhh...' cooed Dom. Niall
grinned and nodded enthusiastically.
	'And how's Dominic been? Behaving himself I hope?'
	'Hhhwwwhhh,' whimpered Jamie, slobbering on Dom's balls, tears of
frustration and humiliation running down his cheeks. Niall ruffled his
hair.
	'Excellent. Well, I'll see you boys for breakfast, eh?' said Niall,
winking at them. Dom nodded back, wanting to say something managerial.
	'Suck my fucking huge balls, greedy little musclecunt...' he said.
	'Ssssssssslllluuuummmmggghhhmmmmmmmmmmm...' slurped Jamie
helplessly.

Ten minutes later they sat round the table in the kitchen - Smithie, Niall,
Dominic and Jamie. For some reason it hadn't occurred to the city boys to
get dressed so Jamie was dressed only in his tight padlocked shorts and
Dominic was naked except for the band round his cock and balls which held
the key to Jamie's shorts. The band kept him permanently erect, so as they
munched on their breakfast his massive cock waggled about stiffly between
his thighs. Smithie was in fatigues, Niall was sharply suited, but neither
of them reacted to the others' undress.
	'So lads, how's the course going?' Niall asked.
	'Good!' they both said at once.
	'They're very competitive,' said Smithie.
	'That's good to hear. You both look like it's doing you the world
of good to get out of the office. Jamie, how are you finding the course?'
	'Well, Niall,' said Jamie, glad at last to get to speak
intelligently to his boss about the training course and his ambitions. 'I
fucking love sucking Dom's massive dick.' Dom burst out laughing at his
rival as Jamie sat there wondering why the fuck he had just said that.
	'Really? And what do you see as the benefits of that, Jamie?' They
all leaned forward to hear his answer. Jamie concentrated, trying to
formulate a grown-up business response.
	'It's fucking delicious, Niall. I didn't know I liked cock till I
was sucking on Dom's yesterday and now all I want to do is have it pumping
my throat. It's the most magnificent thing I have ever seen. And although I
can't stand the man we all know he has complete control over me because I
just can't resist his astonishingly horny body.'
	'I see.' Niall nodded. Dom's smirk said it all. Jamie felt so
small. 'And are you looking for promotion?' Jamie's eyes lit up.
	'Yes, of course I want him to fuck my arse.'
	'Good,' said Niall. 'And Dominic, how are finding things here?'
	'Cheers Niall, I'm good. All I need is to sucked and licked,
boss. All over.' He shook his head. What the fuck?
	'And why is that?'
	'It's my big cock, boss. It's all I can think about. It's so much
bigger and cleverer than I'll ever be. I'm such a dumb fucking moron, boss,
the cock's in charge.' Dom saw Jamie was staring at him in disbelief. 'Oh
yeah, and my big fat arse too. That needs worshipping, boss. You know, your
tongue, your lips, my little hole.'
	'I see. And you're keen on promotion too?'
	'Definitely. I'm basically just a totally fucking gorgeous sex toy
with no brain. Look how big I am all over. You're gonna suck my beautiful
cock, you might as well get on your knees and do it now boss. I know you
are all completely transfixed by it.'
	'Thank you, Dominic, we'll come back to that. But I think Smithie's
got some tasks for you.'

Slique dripped from the roof and their job, working as a team, was to stop
any hitting the floor. The only problem was, both men were attached via
bungee ropes to opposite walls and the drips were falling in the middle,
where they could barely stretch to. It was Jamie's idea when he'd stretched
his bungee to the max to lean forward and catch the drip on his
outstretched tongue. They took it in turns as it took so much effort to
reach the slique leak. They had to really encourage the other guy to help
him reach it. As Jamie stretched out, naked and smooth, Dom was encouraging
him.
	'Imagine it's my massive cock,' he called. 'One more step and you
could be running your tongue over my beautiful dick, Jamie. Imagine
that. Can you see it? Visualise it, man. Every throbbing vein, every thick
inch. Slipping into your mouth man. Come on. Suck it for me man. Suck my
cock.' Jamie's whole muscular body was stretched to breaking point, his
tongue reached out and caught a fat splat of slique. He slurped it down and
bounced back to his wall. Now Dom pulled on his rope and edged towards the
middle.
	'You can do it, Dom,' said Jamie. 'Push that tongue up my
arse. Really wriggle it up there as far as it can go. Show me how much more
of a man you are Dom. Lick me. Fuck me with your tongue.' And sure enough,
with a triumphant smirk, Dom caught it on his big tongue and bounced
backwards. After a good hour of this both guys were exhausted but the drips
kept on coming. And then Jamie had an idea.

	'Let's both go together, hold on tight in the middle against one
another. It's got to be less tiring than this.'
	'Okay man.' Dom rubbed his giant cock. 'Let's go.' They both
struggled out to the middle, then grabbed on tight to one another. A drip
came and they both leaned in, tongues out. As they touched and wriggled
together the slique splattered on them. They grinned at each other. It was
working. They inched closer together, big muscular arms pulling each-other
tighter. Tongues out they caught another drip and licked the excess from
each-others lips. They were so close now, soft wet lips glistening,
surrounded by manly stubble.
	'This is great,' whispered Dom into Jamie's mouth.
	'Oh yeah,' Jamie whispered back. Another drop. Another slow tongue
wash of each-other's face.
	'Lick it all up,' murmured Dom.
	'Mmm, tasty,' sighed Jamie. They kept licking and nuzzling
each-other's faces, just letting the drops fall on them and cleaning them
off afterwards with slow, satisfying licks.  'Your lips...' whispered
Jamie, so close that Dom could feel his breath in his open mouth.  'Yeah,
my lips.' Smirk. Millimetres away from touching.  'Your... lips...' he
gasped again. 'Big...  full...'  'My big full lips...' repeated Dom.
'Please... I need to...'  'Beg.'  'Please Dom. Oh please. Your lips. Your
mouth. Your tongue. Please let me. Oh god...' And then a kiss formed as
they faced each-other, gripped so tightly together and naked. Their tongues
played deeply in each-others mouths, their lips kept locking and relocking
as they gasped and whimpered straight from mouth to mouth. The slique
splattered on their blissful faces as their big, shaved naked bodies rubbed
together and they continued to kiss with an intensity that overwhelmed
them.

A series of tasks followed, resulting in the two rival businessmen
attempting to outline their strategy for corporate growth to Niall while
having to avoid their opponent's cock finding its way into their mouths to
gag them, wrestling in slique to remove their rival's rubber cock rings and
eventually having several very thorough and uncomfortable enemas as they
awaited their final game of the day. A big see-saw awaited them. On the
floor beneath each seat was screwed a big thick tube. The seats themselves
on the see-saw were no more than straps they sat in, like a parachute
harness. Dom and Jamie sat facing each other, naked and nervous, strapped
to either end of this see-saw. They were aware of the tubes beneath them
pointing up towards their defenceless holes, full of thick warm slique. The
object of the game was simple. The loser was the one with no slique left in
their tube at the end. A whistle was blown.

Dom quickly bounced up high in an effort to get Jamie's arse speared on his
tube before he was even ready. Jamie's muscular thighs sprung him up before
he made contact. Dom grinned cruelly, and did the same again. Over and over
Dom bounced high and Jamie only just avoided the tube beneath him. Pretty
soon he could feel the warm kiss of the teat-end of the tube on his hole as
he desperately tried to avoid losing another task. It felt so inviting
there, about to breach his anus, perhaps I should just let it, thought
Jamie. After all, what did it matter? Dom was bigger and older and more
devious than he was, he'd surely get his own way. And his cock was bigger
too, much bigger. He watched it bounce every time they
see-sawed. Big. Cock. Mmmm. Jamie was tiring and Dom the showman was having
a fantastic time bouncing him on the end of the see-saw just as arrogantly
as if it was his big cock. Jamie was getting increasingly frustrated - he
never seemed to gain a foothold that Dom didn't exploit. The inevitability
of his defeat was assured. And then, just as Dom was dangling his rival's
arse perilously close to the prong filled with slique he lost his
foothold. There was a stumble backwards and a look of fear in his eyes. And
then the big, heavy framed guy began to fall. Jamie was amazed as he rose
in the air looking down at the look of fear and shock on Dom's face. With a
big smacking, slapping, grunting plop the big rubber tube jabbed straight
up between those fat cheeks and penetrated his hole with merciless
efficiency. Dom looked wracked in agony as it shot up there, and then as
his big plump cheeks spanked hard on the seat Jamie saw his expression
change. Something lit in the big man's eyes. The tube was pumping a massive
surge of slique up Dom's helpless arse, and it was having a profound effect
on him. He wriggled his butt on the tube, taking the huge jet of cream up
his bum. As he locked eyes with Jamie he did the now familiar 'oooo' of a
man in thrall to his sex. He was fucking loving it.

And Jamie suddenly knew why, could see it all as clear as day. This slique,
it was doing something to their brains, something bad.

To be continued.

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