A Different Kind of Loan Shark

These two brothers have learned an important business lesson: don’t mess with loan sharks, especially not one with the name Mr. Bigger.

Unlike other loan sharks, Mr. Bigger doesn’t send goons to beat you up when you don’t return his money, nor does he hire a hit man to go after you. The two brothers here, George and Lenny had figured that meant Mr. Bigger was a pushover and that they need not worry about the fact they lost all the money. They were very wrong and learned why Mr. Bigger was more feared than other loan sharks.

The day after the money was due, they found themselves enslaved to Mr. Bigger’s cock. They couldn’t explain it, but like magic they became obsessed with the cock of their master. Master. That’s right, master, they knew it was wrong, but they also knew they were nothing more but slaves now, slaves to Mr. Bigger’s cock and all the cocks of Mr. Bigger’s associates and crew. They will spend the rest of their lives paying back the money with interest as slaves, and once Mr. Bigger’s gotten back what’s due him, or he tires of them, whichever comes first, he will hand ownership of the brothers over to one of his many friends, the majority of which are far more sadistic than himself.

Pink: The Gayest Color

It’s true what straight guys tend to say about pink. It’s a girl’s color that only gay guys would like. Jeff here can tell you that this stereotype is real, especially now that it has become his most favorite color.

Jeff's girlfriend had gotten him this pink speedo for their vacation as sort of a joke, but demanded he try it on even though he was persistent in his not wanting to. Of course, it was easier to just do it and get it over with. When he pulled them on Jeff found his sexuality completely rewritten, his desire for girls erased, replaced with a desperate need and want for cocks of all shapes, sizes and colors. His IQ severely dropped and his girlfriend quietly wed him, making sure all the millions he would inherit when his father passed away would go straight to her pocket book. And truthfully why should he care about money when there are so many cocks in the world that can be shoved up his ass or in his mouth. 

 

Training With Mr. Sticks

Cole wanted to be the greatest lacrosse player there ever was. He was good at the game, and after graduating high school and going to play for college he decided if he wanted to be the best he should learn from the best, a man named Mr. Sticks currently held that honor.

Cole tracked down Mr. Sticks and begged the man to teach him everything, to train him. Mr. Sticks agreed but warned Cole it would not be easy and that there were consequences, Mr. Sticks even made Cole sign a binding magical contract that Cole stupidly didn’t bother to read.

Once Cole had signed his free will away the training began, and Mr. Sticks told him that if he dropped the ball ever, or missed a target he would regret it, there would be great consequences. Cole quickly learned that every time he messed up on the field, he would lose a piece of his freedom, and lose a chunk of his sexuality. He quickly realized that every mistake had him drooling over men more and more and also had him desiring to serve Mr. Sticks like a slave more and more.

When he realized what was going on he became more focused on the game than ever, knowing that any screw-up would be bad. He became the best player he could possibly be, until one final mistake and he felt the effects immediately. He had lost everything, and he knew not why he ever desired to play a sport when he could be servicing Mr. Sticks instead.

That was a year ago, and this year while on a camping trip with his master a new guy has shown up wanting Mr. Sticks to train him. Cole knows what will happen to this new guy, he’ll end up in the same predicament as Cole, but all Cole can think about is how nice it will be to have a fellow slave.