STALLION MANAGEMENT - CHAPTER 11 - LURIING THE LUSTY LEPRECHAUN!

Nick arrived at JFK and took a Stallion Management limo (driven by a

totally entranced Jason Giambi of the New York Yankees, pumped up

with even more steroids, driving Nick with all the skill he used as a

baseball player, to bring Nick to the corner of 7th Avenue and

Christopher Street, and then he drove off vacantly, utterly mindless

now for his own part in losing the Pennant, driving like the

homosexual humanoid he now was, to deliver Nick to his programmed

destination..

Nick jumped out and strutted uncaringly now, sexily smirking at all

the other gay guys around, and he saw Antonio Sabato Jr., smoking a

cigarette, arrogantly blowing the smoke out of his mouth, wearing a

big pair of sunglasses, and smirking flirtatiously at the other hot

gay guys all cruising him. He was dressed in skin-tight leather

pants, a mesh tank top, and sunglasses, and a chain around his neck

that was engraved with a medallion hanging from it, bearing the

words "MEGA-TOP TONY – COURTESY OF STALLION

PRODUCTIONS!". When he

saw Nick approaching, he ran up to him and embraced him, wrapping his

muscular arms around Nick's now equally muscular ass.

"How ya doin' horse-hung? What's the 411?" Nick yelled out at him,

squeezing Antonio's butt, glad to see him again.

"I' just been serving the MASTER!" Antonio said, grinning

happily "Get this! I'm now PERMANENTLY a dumb guido top and I never

gotta go back to fuckin' women! The Master ROCKS!" he

screamed out,

rubbing his hard dick against Nick's ass through Nick's

equally tight

jeans seductively.

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When Antonio had been straight, he had been a normal, moderately

intelligent guy, but now he was thick as a brick and a total gay

fucking machine., having only the mental capability to respond

sexually to other hot studs (and hot young BOIS! He thought, licking

his lips at the thought!) the way any other straight Italian Stallion

would do to a woman. But Antonio Sabato Jr. was now NO LONGER

straight at all, as he made out furiously with Nick, the two of them

attracting little notice. They seemed to be just another couple of

gay fags in the West Village to any passers-by.

On some level, Antonio was aware that he had once been smarter,

somehow different, and had once been attracted to women, and he had

spent the last few months trying to get that feeling back while Mr.

Stallion completed his conversion, - trying to leaf through "Playboy"

or "Penthouse" magazines, desperately trying to remember what was

sexy about women. He had gotten furious at his new Master, who he

had met finally, standing over him, hairy, muscular, and naked,

rubbing his massive cock over his face, smirking at him like a cat

with a mouse in his trap.

"What the fuck did you do to me? I'm supposed to like pussy!

I'm

supposed to wanna FUCK pussy, not man asses! I'm STRAIGHT,

goddamnit! What the hell did you do to me?!" Antonio had yelled,

trying desperately to keep the head of Mr. Stallion's dick away

from

his mouth. He had summoned all his strength and had hulked

menacingly in front of Mr. Stallion, about to belt him and get away,

but then his new Master had calmly told him entrancingly in his deep

voice how sexy it was to fuck hot man ass, and explained to him that

he would now be only excited by it, that he was MEANT to be a dumb

guido top fag, that it was just his PROPER identity, and

Antonio's

conditioning finally had sunk in, and he had fallen to his knees and

sucked Mr. Stallions hairy cock, which imprisoned him now.

Mr. Stallion had gloated, loving it. This was EXACTLY why he had

set it up this way. He had been looking forward to puting this

Italian stud in his rightful place. It had been a huge thrill for

them both, both him and the now-converted "Mega-Top Tony",

who had

lost all his resistance and was on his knees giving Mr. Stallion ,

his new God, a blowjob worshipfully. He had always been a good

Catholic, and now he prayed to himself "Your hardness, whose dick

tastes so good, hallowed be thy name, I want your cum, your will be

done, on my ass as I will with dick. Give me this day my greatest

pleasure, as I will try to pleasure you! And lead me not back to my

old life, and deliver me from straightness, now and at the hour of my

death, Amen!" He ripped his shirt off and crossed himself across

his

muscular chest, continuing to suckle Mr. Stallion's dick, already

looking forward to fucking hard other guys like his Master was going

to fuck his Ass now. He had flexed all of his leg muscles to wiggle

out of his jeans, reborn, remade, filled with anticipation.

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The two newly gay celebrities walked arrogantly uptown towards their

mission, their muscular arms wrapped around each other's

shoulders.

They attracted little notice from anyone. They just looked like

another gay couple as they caught up with each other about what had

happened to them since their first "meeting".

"Best part is Stud, I's got me a new job! Well ta be honest, the

Master got me this job! He filled out all the fuckin' forms and shit

for me, and now Stallion Management's gotten me a new gig! I

don't

gotta do no more acting or modeling or dumb shit like that! I'm now

OFFICIALLY a high school gym coach in New Jersey!" Antonio said,

slapping Nick's ass.

"That sounds like a HOT gig for you, Mega-Tony!" Nick

responded,

wrapping his now massively muscled left arm even more tightly around

Antonio's neck.

"Yeah, Sexy, it makes my dick Totally caliente'! I just gotta stand

in front of this basketball court, right in front of this whole class

of hot boys, sitting on the bleachers before me just waiting for me

to teach them! All I gotta do is take one of these cuties into the

locker room and pull my gym shorts down to my ankles, and each and

every of these young guys just runs ta suck my dick!" Antonio laughed

heartily.

"Dude that is some HOT STUFF!" Gay Lachey exclaimed, slapping

Antonio's own ass playfully.

"Yeah ass-boi, this one hot kid, who looks just LIKE Leoardo

DiCaprio! He ran down from the bleachers into the locker room just

to give me blowjob like his fuckin' life depended on it," Antonio

laughed heartily, shoving his tongue into Nick's mouth again, his now-

even more puffed-up ass cheeks vibrating. "He slurped up as much

of

my huge dong as much he could fit in his mouth! The other boys were

all watching us, just staring wide-eyed, and most of them had hard-

ons throbbing right through they's fuckin' gym shorts!"

"That is HOT stud!" Nick said, giggling, and the two of them

shared

their laughter, walking up 7th Avenue together, their hands now

wrapped around each other's asses. "The Master says he's

planning MY

new career too, and I can hardly WAIT to see what plans he has in

store for me!"

Antonio nibbled Nick's ear and said excitedly "Da Master

really do

know best, don't he?"

Nick grinned and said "He did for ME!", and gave Antonio a

sloppy

kiss on his full Italian lips. Some of the people walking by them on

the sidewalk stared, but they couldn't help but be somehow

jealous,

whether they were gay or straight

The two transformed hunks continued to laugh and kiss together as

they headed up to "Marty's", an Irish bar on 23rd street.

Marty was

an old friend of Mr. Stallion and he was in on the plan.

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Colin Farrell was getting steadily drunker, sitting at the

Marty's

bar and swallowing another swig of Guinness, depressed over the

failure of his latest flick, "Alexander". He just wanted to get

drunk and forget about it all, and when he was drunk enough he

planned to go to Scores and get a lap dance from some dumb stripper.

He didn't yet know he would soon be getting the best lap dance he

had

ever gotten, one he could not IMAGINE!

Two faggy guys entered the bar and sat on the stools beside him.

Colin drunkenly felt disgusted by them, he was so homophobic. But he

really only wanted another drink.

One of them said friendlily "Buy you a drink, dude?"

The other, this Italian guy who looked vaguely familiar, said "Yeah

how about a couple of shots of Tequila, guy? Me and my friend are

getting some myself!"

Colin was running short on cash, so he slurring, agreed to the

offer. He was so inebriated that this was an offer he truly "could

not refuse.". Marty served up the shots, and Colin was so drunk he

didn't even notice Antonio and Nick were sprinkling drops of M4M-A in

Colin's two shot glasses.

Colin drank them both down quickly, and he got drunker, but he also

felt kind of... strange as. He swigged both shots. These two dudes

were fags obviously, but they really seemed to be pretty cool.

"I need to take a waz guys. Be right back!" Colin said in his

slurring Irish brogue, drunkenly stumbling towards the men's room.

"Sure stud! Go ahead and take a piss!" Antonio said to him,

grinning

broadly, elbowing Nick, excited that the conversion was about to

happen. Nick rubbed Antonio's leather clad hips and grinned back

at

him, while Marty also smiled, excited himself about what was about to

be done.

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Colin urinated at the stall and noticed that Nick had followed him

in, pissing at the stall on his right, and he was grinning at him,

licking his lips. When Nick finished peeing he shook his erect, huge

dick in front of Colin, and Colin found himself feeling an

uncontrollable sense of lust.

Colin was so woozy and drunk, his eyes were glassy, but he couldn't

seem to take his eyes off Nick's massive dick. He loved to have

sex

with any hot young chick he could get, and there seemed to be a huge

pool of them ever since he'd become famous, but he now felt

something

click in his mind telling him to give into his new desires. He

pulled his jeans down more, and knelt down to lick Nick's hard

cock

up and down, jerking himself off without even thinking.

Antonio came in and pulled down his leather pants, breathing

seductively in Colin's ear "Ya wanna be a sleazy cocksucker

RIGHT, ya

dumb Mick! Ya wanna be top gay dudes like us, right?", shoving a

finger up Colin's ass.

"Yeeeeessss!" Colin yelled out, and squatted so Antonio could fuck

his ass while he sucked Nick's dick. Only minutes before, Colin

would have been repulsed by this scene, but he was now in such a

mixture of drunkenness, lust, and entrancement he could only moan.

When Nick blew he slurped it all up while Antonio came into his

virgin ass, the combination transforming him forever. Colin was as

horny as he ever had been, but now he wanted only sex with men, not

women, preferably the kinkiest sex he could find!

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