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DING DONG ISLAND (ncmc wiki)

by NCMC readers

When he woke up, before he even opened his eyes, Dirk felt the searing pain digging deep into his brain. The only thought he could hang on to was that he must have really let himself get hammered the night before and now he has to pay for it this morning. "Did he have to go to work?" he thought to himself, "Nah, thank goodness, today is Saturday, all I was planning to do was go to the gym later."

Dirk rolled himself over, adjusting the blankets as he went, his eyes still not open. He was slowly waking up and the senses were slowly starting to come back. He felt his dick being squeezed between himself and the mattress. He wasn't exactly feeling horny, but he felt the pressure of lying on his rather thick tube. He realized that whatever happened last night, the one thing that didn't happen was that he scored. "Oh, well, what's one night?" Dirk felt smugly proud that he could pretty much get anyone he wanted, male or female. He had a strong, muscular build and a large member.

It finally occurred to him that the sun was actually shining quite bright. That wasn't good. In fact, he didn't see how it was possible considering that he always kept his shades drawn in his room. Assuming he was in his room.
Dirk finally opened one eye to check out his surroundings. He was definitely in a bedroom he hadn't seen before. It was very bright, even cheery looking. Dirk suddenly jerked himself up to a sitting position, becoming more alert with every second. Dirk lived in Pittsburgh. Pittsburgh is many things during the year, but bright and cheery is not one of them.

He got out of the bed to walk toward the window. It wouldn't have surprised him if he had been totally nude, but he wasn't. He had on a lime green colored g-string that‘s only purpose seemed to be to hold his package in place. He turned to a full-length mirror that was readily available against a closet door. He saw what he always saw, his hard muscular body, tuffed with black hair in all the right places, his pleasure trail and pubic hair going down to his big fat dong that is now stuffed inside this g-string.
He did a quick check of his back and saw that the strings were practically invisible against his hard butt so from behind, he was, for all intent, totally nude.

It was weird. He started flexing his arms and found them sore, like he'd been working out, his muscles were getting over being pumped up, in fact, he could tell very quickly that they had just been pushed to their limit not all that recently, but he couldn't remember anything from the past few hours.

Dirk decided it was time to go to the window to really look out. What he saw almost knocked him to the floor. From his window, he was in shock at what he was seeing, a blue ocean off in the distance and palm trees and tropical plants in the foreground. What the hell was going on? Was he dreaming? He needed to find out what was going on and right now. He started to check to see if there were any clothes he could wear, but he stopped right before he could open a nearby dresser drawer.

The thought occurred to him that he wasn't allowed to wear anything else but the g-string and in fact, before he could leave the room he had to check to make sure his dickhead was as visible as possible.

"What?" Dirk thought to himself. "Not allowed to wear anything else?!" "Check my dickhead to make sure it was as visible as possible before I leave the room!?" He almost wanted to rip the g-string off him to make the point, but the shockwave hit him when he found himself checking himself out, squeezing his package to make sure his big dickhead was as noticeable as possible. He was very proud of his dickhead. Even when flaccid, it was the size of a golf ball and it was the perfect crowned head.

Okay, enough of this, Dirk was going to find out what was going on. He decided that it didn't matter what anyone thought, so he angrily stepped out into the hallway of an upper story of what appeared to be this island mansion.
When Dirk stepped out into the hallway, he was taken aback because he saw five other guys there. They were all muscular hot guys that he instantly considered to be in his league, one was white and blonde, white and a redhead, a black mound of muscle, a muscular Asian. They were all dressed exactly the same as him, except in different color g-strings.

Dirk had never seen these guys before, and yet, he knew them. He didn't know why, but he knew that they had worked out together and, there was something else, but he couldn't remember what it was.

The other men had the exact same reaction. The black guy, Sam, came up to Dirk. Sam had on a g-string that was blinding red.

"Man, I don't know you, but I know we've hung out. You know what's going on?"

"No, I don't." Dirk could only say.

The handsome blonde man was named Cyrus. He had the face and body of a very muscular model. He had on a g-string that was powder blue. "How did we get here? Last thing I remember, I was at a bar in New York. Then that's it."

"Someone must have drugged our drinks, but I'm not from New York, the redheaded man said. "I'm from L.A."

"Philadelphia." Dirk piped up.

"Florida." Sam chimed in.

The group turned their attention to the Asian man. He was standing there, staring out a window.

"Hey, you, Chino guy. What's your problem?"

The Asian man looked back at him with a blank expression and then exploded.

"I don't know where I am, standing with four other morons with only this yellow dick supporter on, and you ask me what my problem is?"

The blonde one, Cyrus, decided to say it out loud. "Worse than that, did you all get the same flash that I did, that this dick supporter as he called it, is all we're allowed to wear...

Then Dirk finished it, "...and before we could leave the room, we had to check to make sure our dickheads were as on display as possible.

They couldn't help it. They all looked down and saw that they might as well have been nude, except the bright colored packages made their dicks look even more conspicuous.

Sam got very frustrated and intended to get into Dirk's face. Sam screamed, "I don't believe you, man. This is crazy shit, man! I know you, but I don't know you. Waking up here wearing a dick pouch that I can't take off."

Then it happened. Their baskets which were pushed out anyway thanks to the g-strings, bounced into each other. The two men reacted to this like it was pushing a button. The two men jumped back and couldn't believe it happened. The two men looked at each other, then, without any reason, Dirk broke out in the broadest grin of his life. He just wanted to smile like he was the happiest human being on the planet. He looked directly at Sam. The angry linebacker type was doing the exact thing.

"What's so funny?" Cyrus asked.

"I don't know. It's just I'm so happy to be standing here with my big fat dinger hanging out." Dirk replied.

Cyrus pulled back but Sam was faster. He pushed on Cyrus' pouch like it was pushing a button. Cyrus was stunned then he stopped. Then he looked down at himself and the proud grin came on.

"I have one of the biggest ding dongs on the planet, don't you think?" Cyrus grinned.

Sam looked down at Cyrus' package and normally, he would have said, ‘What the fuck? What do I care about your cock?" But instead, he looked at it, smiled and said, ‘Yeah, it's pretty big, but my pee pee head is definitely bigger."

"No, I think this dickhead is pretty spectacular." Out of nowhere, Dirk went up to the redheaded guy who had pretty much stayed in the background up that point and grabbed his pouch. Dirk just didn't push on his dick, he actually began to fondle it. At first, the redheaded guy, Peter is his name, tried to pull away. But unlike before, Dirk held on to him and started fondling his balls and package. Peter didn't just stop and start to grin, he started giggling.

Peter finally spoke, "I'm a pee pee toy."

Dirk and Peter startled giggling at each other. They were so happy.

And then they heard a bell ring and a man over an intercom said. "Boys, it's time to come downstairs and show everyone your toys."

This excited them all to new heights. They had beautiful bodies and nothing they could think of would make them happier then to show off their tight muscular asses and bulging legs, pecs and arms. The four who were turned "on" and happy rushed to the stairs and wanted to show off. Lee, the Asian in the yellow g-string who had not been transformed, was like a soldier as he followed up the rear. His body went completely stiff as he walked to the stairs. His face was cold. At one point, he tried to stop. He struggled with himself. He didn't want to go down and meet whomever was behind this with only his underwear on, but his arms and legs were not his own.

The rest of the boys giggled as they skipped down the stairs sneaking an occasional squeeze or stroke from assorted parts of each others bodies. At the bottom of the staircases awaited five small children's desks, the kind you'd see in an elementary school only larger. In front of them was a larger 'teacher's desk' and of course the class room was rounded out with chalk boards. The entire set up was on a slightly elevated stage and the men couldn't possibly see the who or what was watching them from the darkness below.

Standing besides the teachers desk was a beautiful young Latino man. Much like his 'students' he was an incredibly muscular stud dressed in a g-string. Even flaccid his long thick cock stretched the limits of his orange g-string. In addition to his skimpy bottoms, a tie hung from his neck gently laying between his massive pecs. He stood staunch with his hands across his chest as his giddy pupils entered the room.

"Your butt is squishy!" Cyrus exclaimed as he squeezed Sam's ass in his hands.

"Ohhhh!!! Ohhh let me feel!" Dirk shouted with enthusiasm as he pushed Cyrus out of his way so he could get a nice handful. "It is!" He giggled as he caressed it gently.

"It tickles!" Sam giggled covering his mouth to contain his laughter. He loved the way his toy bounced inside his red banana hammock. "Wait, wait! I can make it hard."

As Sam went to clench his butt cheeks a voice called out from the other side of the room "Boys, take your seats."

Five voices rang in unison. "Yes, Mr. Ruiz!" They all knew that they HAD to listen to teacher. They didn't know how but they knew they had to just like they knew dick heads must be visible and they could only wear g-strings.

"Now I hope everyone's ready for show and tell today!" Mr. Ruiz said staring at his class.

Most of his students were delighted but there was something wrong with Lee. Lee was stiff and displeased. He looked frightened and his eyes darted from side to side. "Lee," Mr Ruiz. called "Did you forget to bring something for show and tell?"

"I don't know what the hell is wrong with you people." His breathing was heavy and he was scared shitless. What scared him the most is since this man told him to sit down he couldn't get up but that problem was quickly remedied.

Ruiz cleared his throat "Lee, come up here." The young Asian felt compelled to do just that. He was naturally frightened but the 'teacher' had such a reassuring smile. "I see you have a wonderful toy to show." He reached out, his fingers grazing the other man's dick through his g-string.

As Ruiz's finger tips touched him, Lee was filled with an incredible sense of glee. It was a childish innocence and an absolute fascination with the male form. He just wanted to touch penises and muscles and other guys and see what happened. But the second that Ruiz's hand slid away that feeling dissipated. Ruiz obviously noticed this and was puzzled. He pressed on Lee's dick again. The feeling quickly rushed through him and left again.

"Please," Lee pleaded. "I just want out. I don't care what you're doing here."

"That's it, young man." Ruiz shook his head "If you can't behave, you'll need to go to the principal's office."

Lee immediately found himself marching off, presumably to be disciplined by this 'principal.' Meanhwhile, Ruiz looked over to the rest of his class and said "OK, boys, time to start class! Before we start show and tell, there is something I need to tell you, boys."

"I want you all to look in your desks. There you will each find a white bow tie. Although you normally only wear g-strings, for today, you will also wear the bow ties. Go ahead and clip them around your neck and make sure they are worn correctly."

All at once, the three men, (Dirk, Sam, and Cyrus) reached in and pulled out the bow ties and proceeded to put them on.

Mr. Ruiz then said "Ok time for show and tell. Who wants to go first?"

The three boys raised their hands and starting jumping in their seats. "OH, I want to go first! Please pick me! Please, please!!"

Ruiz went down the line of men sitting at their desks, deciding which boy would go first. His dong in his orange g-string at eye level to them. When he passed by Dirk, Dirk got a sudden flash on his face and pulled down Ruiz' g-string. Mr. Ruiz's big dong just flopped out. Dirk managed to pull his g-string completely off. "Show and Tell, Mr. Ruiz!" "Show and Tell!"

At first, Ruiz was about to be put off, but then something happened and his face turned into a giggly grin. He just started running around the pretend stage classroom flopping his long erection about for everyone to see. The former tough musclemen just stood in their seats and applauded and laughed. These were the kind of men who would have punched you out cold then ever allow themselves to be degraded into this fantasy of silly kindergarten schoolboys playing 'show and tell' with their penises. But there they were and actually feeling jealous that Ruiz was so openly flaunting his big dinger all around.

When Ruiz passed by Dirk, he slapped his hard erection against Dirk's face. It's like something woke Dirk up. Dirk's face suddenly became enraged with anger as his sense came back. "What the hell is going on here?" Dirk jumped up, taking the desk with him. This monster of man immediately pulled the desk off him and threw it across the room, knocking one of the blackboard stage ends over.

Dirk took a second to look down at himself. His memory came back to the flash of where he was before when he looked down and saw he still only had on the lime green g-string, his big monster of a dong jutting out like a great magnificent monument to manhood.

Mr. Ruiz came back up to him. "What's going on here, Dirky, is it that it's your turn to do show & tell? Come on, now, it's time to show everyone your big ding dong." Before Dirk could belt him, Ruiz squeezed Dirk by his cock and then everything changed. Dirk managed to mumble a, "what the...?," and before he could say anything, the big grin returned to his face. He immediately pulled off his g-string and his big dong flopped out. Dirk was uncut so that made him especially thick with extra girth.

"It's show and tell time! It's show and tell time!" Dirk squealed. The muscleman then started to join Ruiz dancing around the staged classroom. Within seconds, he was skipping like a little boy without a care in the world and feeling such joy for showing himself.

Sam and Cyrus remained in their seats giggling and laughing at the two men. Finally, Sam shrieked, "I want to see you tickle your heinie holes!" Cyrus laughed and said "Yes, tickle your bung holes!"

Dirk and Mr. Ruiz stopped dancing around the room and went in front of the other two men, they turned around, spread their butt cheeks and then started tickling their holes. The two men looked back with huge grins on their faces. If the two men could see how they looked, they probably would have been mortified, but that wasn't important to them now. They had to show their butt holes. Both men had massive muscular glutes and they each happily fingered and tickled their butt holes as they laughed. As they did so, Dirk announced, "I love playing with my bottom!" Mr. Ruiz agreed, "That's right Dirk. All good boys love to play with their butts and other boys' dicks and butts too!"

Soon, Mr. Ruiz told Dirk to return to his chair and then said, "come on up here, Cyrus. It's your turn."

The huge blond man confidently strode up to stand next to the teacher and pulled his g-string down. His big dong flopped down, and it was clearly evident that the man had completely shaved off all his pubic hair.

"Tell the class how you like to play with your wiener now Cyrus."

Cyrus giggled and smiled and then said, "I like to draw funny faces down there!"

That's when Mr. Ruiz handed Cyrus a red makeup crayon. "Here you go Cyrus. Show us. Draw one for us right now!"

Cyrus quickly drew two eyes on his bare crotch above his large dick and then a broad curve across his balls to form a smiling mouth.

The other men cheered.

"My pee pee is the nose," Cyrus explained. "And when the nose gets real big, snot comes out!"

"Ooooo... please show us that, Cyrus." Mr. Ruiz said encouragingly.

"I'd be glad to, Mr. Ruiz. It always feels good. All I have to do is tug on the nose like this."

The three men watched fascinated as this hulk of a man masturbated in front of them with a stupid grin on his face.

As Cyrus got closer and closer to ejaculating, Mr. Ruiz moved his face closer and closer to Cyrus's dick. He wanted to see it spurt up close. Soon, Cyrus grunted loudly and shot thick creamy ropes of cum all over Mr. Ruiz's face and head and into his gaping mouth. It was clear by Mr. Ruiz's expression that he absolutely loved the cum facial he was receiving. He swallowed a good amount of cream and announced, "Yummy! Tastes like candy!"

"I want some!" barked Sam. "Me too!" exclaimed Dirk. Both men left their seats and bent down over their teacher and together began licking the remaining cum off the man's face.

Cyrus on the other hand, as he came down from his orgasm, was starting to realize where he was.

"What the fuck?" Cyrus shouted as he looked down at the three nearly naked men below his dripping cock. "What have you guys done to me? I'm getting the hell out of here!"

But at that moment, the cum oozing from the tip of Cyrus's dick got Dirk's attention and without thinking about it, Dirk took Cyrus's prick into his mouth so he could taste more of the creamy goodness.

And when Cyrus felt the pressure on his dick, the pleasure centers in his brain immediately fired and a dopey grin once again regained control of the muscle man's face. He no longer wanted to go anywhere. He wanted to stay right there and play with his friends and all of their big dongs.

A moment later, a bell rang and each of the men's expressions suddenly went blank and all of the men including Mr. Ruiz stood at attention and faced a flag in the corner. Sam was the only one who still had his g-string on. When he got up, he immediately pulled it down for he knew he had to pay the ultimate homage. The flag had a picture on it of a dick plunging into a naked butt. Dirk suddenly knew it was time to recite his pledge of allegiance and placed both his hands over his cock. As the other men gazed at the flag, they did the same and then began speaking in unison.

"I pledge allegiance to the flag that stands for every man's dick and asshole. I will gladly suck dick or take dick up the ass, because I am a brainwashed mindfucked boy toy. I live to serve and please men - no dick is too big, no ass is too dirty - all men's privates are irresistible, all must be played with and all their juices mindlessly swallowed and enjoyed. From this moment on, I will be the very best cocksucker and the very best fuck I can possibly be. I am a ding dong forever."

After that, Mr. Ruiz instructed the men to retrieve their brightly colored g-strings and return to their seats.

Mr. Ruiz stood at the front of the class holding his orange g-string in his hand and addressed the class, "Now, before you put your underwear back on, we are going to learn about sharing. It's important to share. Today, we are going to share our underwear. So I want everyone to pass their g-string to the boy next to them. I will give mine to Dirk, and Sam, you give me yours."

All of the men exchanged underwear and then the muscle hunks looked back to the teacher for more instructions.

"Very good. Now, before you put them on, I want you to hold them up to your nose and take a big sniff like this."

Mr. Ruiz placed the g-string Dirk had been wearing right up to his nose and took a big whiff. The odor of Dirk's sweat mixed with a hint of the piss and pre-cum of this muscle bound hunk made his dick twitch and Mr. Ruiz started to get an erection as a stupid grin spread across his face. "Mmm... smells like dick... so good..." the teacher groaned. "Keep sniffing them while you play with your dick like this." Mr. Ruiz took another whiff of Dirk's undies as he grabbed hold of his own stiffy and began to stroke it.

All of the students eagerly followed the teacher's lead, and all of them began moaning as they all became very aroused from sniffing each other's underwear while they masturbated. Once every dick in the room was dripping with precum, Mr. Ruiz told the men to then put the g-strings back on. There were a few "Awws" from the muscular jocks, but they all obeyed the teacher and stood up so they could get as much of their hard dicks as possible back into the small brightly colored packages. Dirk felt proud to be wearing the teacher's underwear.

Meanwhile,
Lee walked to the principals office. He didn't know what was happening but it was definitely weird. As he began to walk along the corridor he saw a man walking on all-fours woofing along, smiling so contently, naked. He glanced at one of the classrooms, there were three jocks pushing 12 inch dildos in and out of them. They were calling it weight exercises, casually pushing it pass their sphincter, a coach nearby counting out how many times they can push them all the way in.

Finally, Lee reached the principals office. There were no doors or walls to obstruct the view of some unseen audience. There was a large wooden desk with a name plate stating "PRINCIPAL BUTTPLUG" in large letters, a large wooden chair and a blank chalkboard standing nearby. The principal was a massive and very hairy man. He had a thick mustache and was extremely masculine looking like he had just stepped out of a Marlboro ad only without wearing the cowboy costume. Just like Mr. Ruiz, the man was wearing little more than a tie and it hung down over his dark furry chest. Lee stopped a few feet away, and as the principal stood up and came over to Lee, Lee could see that the principal was wearing a black g-string that was doing a very poor job of containing the man's huge cock and that he wore big black boots that made him look even more menacing. That's all he wore, a tie, g-string and boots.

The principal looked at Lee and then grunted as he sat down on the large wooden chair in front of his desk. "All right, Lee. You know what to do. It's time for your punishment. I'm starting to think you enjoy being a bad boy."

Lee removed his thong. He found that he couldn't help himself. He came right over to the principal and laid down across his lap, his bare ass sticking out and the principal immediately raised his large bare hand and began spanking Lee on the butt fast and hard.

Once Lee's ass was a bright red, Lee was made to sit on a small stool with a "dunce" cap on. This was no ordinary cap though. It was really a mind control device that makes it's wearer respond to specific stimuli like their dick being touched, and the smell and taste of sweat, piss or semen. Even the smell of a mens restroom or locker room can trigger their arousal and dopey trance-like state like they just took a hit of poppers. The cap had wires coming out of it's tip and extending on up into the darkness someplace. It hurt to sit down, but the thoughts of pain quickly subsided as the principal pushed the "dunce" cap down on his head. Images of men having sex and intensely pleasurable sensations pumped into Lee's mind. Almost immediately, Lee starting thinking about how much he loved it when men touched his cock or his butt. It always made him feel so good.

After a solid 30 minutes of getting mind fucked by the cap, the principal removed it and then grabbed hold of Lee's dick. A stupid grin immediately came to Lee's face and he said dumbly, "I am a mindfucked pussyboy."

Principal Buttplug pulled his hand away, but the happy, giddy expression on Lee's face did not go away. His behavior reinforcement was working thus far. The principal made Lee write on the chalkboard 10 times "I am a mindfucked pussyboy". But at the bottom, Lee wrote "Principal Buttplug likes to get butt fucked". When Lee announced that he was done, the principal looked over at the board, but when he saw the last line, a strange glazed look came over his face... but this was soon followed by a goofy smile as he said, "I like to get butt fucked. Be a good boy and ram your dick up my asshole. Please son, I need to get fucked up so bad..." This big hairy masculine man had suddenly been reduced to begging for cock as he bent over his own desk, spread his hairy ass cheeks and invited his muscular student to poke him in the ass and give him a good butt fucking. And as Lee looked at the principals big furry ass and dark inviting ass crack, his dick got more and more erect. The ass before him was irresistible. He needed to fuck this big man more than anything!

"Oh yes Sir! I would be glad to fuck you Sir!" Lee smiled broadly as he thrust his cock between the principals ass cheeks and began to slowly press his cockhead into Mr. Buttplug's hole. In no time, Lee had his entire shaft buried all the way inside the principal as the man beneath him groaned with pleasure.

And each time the principal felt Lee's cock go all the way inside and massage his prostate, the principal would grunt and say to himself, "I like to get butt fucked." And while they fucked, both men would frequently say "I am a brainwashed mindfucked boy toy" and every time they said it, it made them feel even happier and want to fuck more. They loved how they had been programmed to obey, to fuck, and to get off on having sex with men.

Back in the classroom, it was reading time. All the boys were sitting at their desks looking at picture books. Every page had a picture of a naked man in one position or another. Dirk was staring at one page that showed a man sticking his hairy butt way out and the caption beneath it read, "I have a big hairy butt . Look at my butt hole. It looks good!" Deep in his mind, Dirk knew that it was very important to follow instructions and to learn everything he was taught. So he stared at the picture of the man's hairy behind, and as he did so, he agreed that it was big and hairy and looked really good! And as he thought these thoughts, his dick twitched as if signaling that he had learned the lesson on the page and could move on to the next one. The next page showed a picture of a muscular man sucking his thumb with the caption, "Sucking my thumb feels so good. I enjoy sucking on anything that is put in my mouth." Dirk smiled and then popped his own thumb in his mouth. His dick twitched again as he began sucking happily and turned to the next page.

Sam was also looking at a picture book, but as Sam stared at a rough looking man sitting on the toilet with his legs spread lewdly, he suddenly felt like he needed to go to the bathroom.

Right away, Sam raised his hand and announced, "Teacher, I need to use the potty."

Mr. Ruiz replied, "Okay Sam. I know you're a big boy, but even big boys need help to go potty. Just wait one moment and I will take you."

Sam squenched up his face trying to hold things in and said, "Yes Sir."

"Ah, I can see you can't hold it for long. Let's go now. I'll be right back, boys. You just keep looking at your books."

Mr. Ruiz quickly walked over to the big black bodybuilder and took his hand like a child. Then the two hunky men walked off hand in hand together down the hall. They did not have to go far until they reached a room that had six free standing toilets. There were no stalls or pipes to block the view of anyone sitting on them and three of the toilets were already occupied. Sam immediately recognized the man that he had seen in his picture book sitting on one of the toilets. He looked almost exactly as he did in the picture, like some big rough hairy trucker. His muscles bulged and he had his legs spread wide like he was waiting to be serviced. His work pants were way down around his ankles and he wasn't wearing a shirt at all. His dark hairy chest was completely exposed and large veins protruded from his thick cock that jutted up from his crotch.. The man's balls were hefty and hung down rather low in front of the toilet bowl rim.

"Who's that?" Sam whispered to his teacher.

"That's Mr. Grunson." Mr. Ruiz whispered back. "In order to go potty, you're gonna have to lick his balls and kiss his ass."

Sam's crotch tingled and he felt kind of excited at being made to do something nasty like that.

"You need to use the potty, boy?" Mr. Grunson grunted.

"Yes, Sir." The black man said rather timidly.

"Then get the fuck over here now!" Mr. Grunson growled. "On your knees and lick my balls, boy!"

Sam let go of Mr. Ruiz's hand and scurried over to the man on the toilet and dropped to his knees. Then he stuck out his tongue and began licking Mr. Grunson's balls feverishly.

"And don't think you're gonna get off with just watching Ruiz. You get over here and lick and sniff my armpits while he's doing that." Mr. Grunson ordered. "And stroke my dick while you're at it."

"Right away Sir!" Mr. Ruiz responded. Mr. Ruiz loved how he had been programmed to obey and to get off on pleasing masculine men like Mr. Grunson. He eagerly went over and got down next to the toilet and began masturbating the gruff man as he sniffed and licked his arm pit hair. Mr. Ruiz couldn't help but get an erection as he followed the man's orders. And as he obeyed, he knew that there were two other men in the room that would want to be serviced as well. Mr. Ruiz loved going to the bathroom more than anything in the world.

While Sam and Mr. Ruiz enjoyed using the facilities, Principal Buttplug returned to the classroom with Lee.

"Where's Mr. Ruiz?" the Principal asked.

Dirk looked up from his book and replied, "He took Sam to the bathroom."

"Oh, then I had better take charge until he gets back." the Principal announced.

"I think you boys have probably looked at those books enough for today. Why don't we play a game until your teacher gets back?"

All three boys put down their books and cheered.

"Yay! Let's play a game!" Dirk piped up.

"You boys are really going to enjoy this! We're going to play HOT BUTTPLUG" the principal said as he reached into a nearby bag and pulled out a bright red butt plug.

"The rules are simple. We all sit in a circle, and pass the red buttplug, this funny looking red thing, to the boy next to you as fast as you can. Whoever is holding the buttplug when the music stops, has to sit on it and is out of the game. The winner is the one who doesn't have his butt plugged. And what does the winner win? He gets to suck everyone else's dick in the circle! Sound like fun?"

The boys all cheered affirmatively.

Then they all sat down on the floor in a circle and some fast paced music, not unlike something that you would hear in kindergarten, began to play. Right away the principal passed the hot buttplug to Dirk sitting next to him and Dirk immediately passed it to Cyrus like the plug was on fire. Cyrus passed it to Lee and round and round the toy went from one man's hands to the next. Suddenly the music stopped and Lee found himself holding the buttplug. Lee sighed but played by the rules and slowly inserted the red toy into his ass and sat back down a wee bit out of the circle. The principal fished out another plug a bit larger from the bag and then the music started up again. Principal buttplug was the next to get caught with the buttplug in his hands. But rather than being upset about losing, he looked happy that he was going to be able to stuff his hole with the toy. Soon Dirk and Cyrus were passing an even larger buttplug back and forth to each other. Cyrus was about to toss it back to Dirk when the music stopped.

"Awe... Man... Looks like Dirk wins," Cyrus groaned. Then he took the buttplug and sat down on it. Dirk on the other hand looked really happy about winning. He loved sucking cock and all three muscular men sitting near him had real big ones! One by one he took each of their dicks into his mouth and sucked on them until he got his delicious reward for winning from each man. Once he had finished, Dirk smiled and said, "That was great!"

And just as the other men were about to fondle Dirk's dick, the school bell sounded three times.

All of the men's smiles faded and they stood up at attention like robots as a deep voice boomed from above them.

"TIME TO GO HOME. YOUR DADDIES ARE HERE TO PICK YOU UP. BE GOOD BOYS AND GO WITH YOUR DADDY."

Three well dressed men suddenly appeared on stage. They had a look about them that they were very wealthy. Dirk instantly recognized one of them as his "Daddy". Somehow, he knew it wasn't his real dad. But a play dad. And he knew that he HAD to go with HIM and do whatever HE wanted. And when the man came over and touched his dick and said, "Let's go home Boy!", Dirk grinned stupidly and said, "Oh yes, Daddy. Let's go home and play!"

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