Mental Penetration
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When Jou got to the register, he found all three of his night staff standing around, looking anxious. Ken was still behind the counter, but the register was off. Jou glanced at his watch; it was half an hour past the store's closing time.
"What, you guys live here now?"
"Don't keep us in suspense!" Laiko burst. "What did he say?"
"What did who say?" Jou asked, confused. He had enough going on without his staff getting squirrelly.
"Hat Man!" Ichiro was sitting on the counter itself. "Is he going to produce the Katsuya Videos?"
"Is he WHAT?" Jou shook his head hoping he was just hearing things.
"Katsuya at Home, Katsuya at School. Is he going to produce them?"
"HOW THE FUCK -"
Laiko laughed. "Boss, you left the tapes under the counter. We didn't know what they were til we played them." She blushed slightly. "And uh, wow!"
"So who the fuck said anything about Kai- Hat Man wantin' to produce shit?! Who the fuck said anything about him having the money to produce shit?!"
"Seriously, Boss?" Ken shrugged. "He's an ultra platinum membership. The only other one of those is that Arab guy - and he told us himself he's a prince!"
"Besides, Boss, the question isn't how'd we find out you made a porno; the question's are you gonna make any more?"
"Good evening, sir." Laiko said suddenly, bowing formally.
Jou looked around to find Kaiba trying to slip out behind him.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!" He exploded.
Kaiba was in his complete 'Hat Man' gear - trench, wig, hat, glasses.
'One minute, he was implying he wanted to rape me', Jou thought, 'the next, he's trying to sneak out.' Jou felt like he was having a bad acid trip. Nothing was making sense. Kaiba wanted him? His staff thought he was making porns professionally? He badly needed five minutes of calm and a stiff drink.
"Sir, I know it's probably not my place," Laiko continued as if nothing was unusual, "but we are Jounouchi-san's staff, and we just wanted you to know that if you will produce that tapes, we will help make more. We support Boss 100%."
Kaiba's head turned toward Jou and the blond could feel those cold eyes burning through him. "No, wait! I don't know what these idiots are talking about. I'm not trying to become some AV star!"
"I don't mind being the star." Ichiro tittered.
"Shut up!" Ken joined Laiko and bowed to Kaiba. "Sir, Boss is just embarrassed. He didn't know we'd seen the tapes - he left the first one with some other stock and we found it and put it out before we realized what it was."
"WHAT!"
Kaiba's lips pressed into a thin line, but he gestured the two to continue the story.
"Dayshift saw it first." Laiko admitted. "Tabanna didn't actually recognize you, Boss, so he entered it in the system as a new title and put it out. It got a good 50 rentals before Boss saw it in the restock bin and told us to leave it under the counter."
"Then when he gave it to you - and made the second one - we figured out you were a producer." Ken finished.
Jou pulled Kaiba aside. "Look, I know what you're thinking," he whispered, "but I am not trying to squeeze you for money!"
Kaiba pushed Jou away and stepped back over to the employees. "You believe Jounouchi would be successful?" He asked in a voice deeper than usual.
"I won't be successful because I'm not doing it!"
Kaiba turned suddenly and pulled Jou well away from the group. "I rather like the idea. I can never have you in the flesh, but this appeals to both my monetary and sexual desires." Even behind the dark glasses, Jou could see the man leering.
"Speaking of, I thought you weren't leaving until you hurt me or something! What the hell is this sneaking out bullshit?"
"A moment of clarity. You are quite correct. One night with you would never satisfy me. But this could perhaps give me a measure of pleasure without infringing on your moral issues regarding my alleged wife." He stepped away from a rather overwhelmed Jou. "If this is your production team, I am very impressed with their audacity." Kaiba said in a loud, fake voice. He turned to face them. "I do prefer those that take their destinies into their own hands." He looked at Ken, Laiko and Ichiro. "Will you three work directly with Jounouchi?"
Ken and Laiko looked at each other, excited, while Ichiro crowed like something good happened. "Yes, sir!" Ken replied for the group, "I used to help my brother-in-law film weddings and stuff, and Laiko makes AMVs."
"I placed third at my last convention." She offered. "Itchy's just horny all the time."
"But that means he'll always be ready to shoot," Ken put in quickly. "So that's good."
"Yes, it is." Kaiba nodded. "Very well. You have my commitment. ¥50,000 to start. We'll call it..." Kaiba paused. " ... ah, yes. Hatman Productions. Yes?"
They all laughed. "Yes!" They all bowed. "Thank you, Hatman-sama."
"Excellent! I will send my agent and the funds tomorrow evening, after your closing time. I believe I know just the man I wish to assign to this project."
He arrived just as they were closing the store for the night, as Ken was ringing up the last customers.
"Sorry, we're closed." Jou said without paying much attention to who was at the door.
"We can make an exception." Ichiro breathed.
"Seriously!" Laiko agreed.
Jou looked up.
The boy in the entranceway moved to let the last customers out. "Hatman-sama sent me here." He said in a soft voice.
The voice was husky, but somehow almost timid. The boy had waist-length black hair and deep brown eyes. Something about the shape of his face was familiar, but Jou could not quite place it. Besides, dressed as he was - skin-tight jeans, a see-thru and torn tank top, and dog collar complete with leash - it was difficult to worry about details while looking at him.
"I'm beginning to love Hatman." Ichiro grinned. "Tell me you're an AV actor!"
"Hatman-sama said I'm whatever Jounouchi-sama says I am." The boy said looking away shyly.
Jou frowned. He figured Kaiba would show up; he seemed excited about making a video; why would he suddenly send this kid instead? And he did seem damn young. "What's your name, kid?" Jou asked, suddenly suspicious.
The boy reached into his back pocket and handed Jou a note. "Hatman-sama said to give you this."
'You're not a very bright mutt, are you?' the note read. It was wrapped around a check for the ¥50k.
Suddenly Jou realized who he was looking at. "Oh, you have got to be kidding me!" He muttered. He took a closer look at the boy.
The boy's lip lifted just slightly at the corner. His eyes, though brown, were cold. "Oh, fuck me!" Jou groaned.
"If you'd like." Kaiba said in his new fake voice. "Hatman-sama told me I should do anything you want. Use me Jounouchi-sama." The words sent blood surging down Jou's body.
"Oh that line is so going into the script!" Laiko cackled. "Say it again, only make it 'Katsuya'."
"Will I be working with him?" Kaiba grinned - an extremely unnerving expression from Jou's point of view. "I saw his tape; he's very sexy."
"That's him!" Ken said, pointing to Jou.
Kaiba threw his arms around Jou's neck. "Use me, Katsuya-sama. Fuck me like I'm a virgin!" The others chortled as Kaiba whispered in Jou's ear, "I really am a virgin, you realize. I have never had a male lover."
Kaiba let go of Jou and slipped past him before the man could respond to the admission.
"Ok, I'm Ichiro. She's Laiko and the workaholic is Ken."
"Honored to meet you all." Kaiba said as he bowed low. Jou rolled his eyes.
"So who are you?" Laiko asked.
"Call me," Kaiba looked over his shoulder at Jou, "BottomBoy."
In the Live Performance room, things did not get easier for Jou.
Kaiba seemed to be in his element.
"So let's just do a few warm up shots, ok?" Ken said. "Boss, you can get into character while I get Itchy and Scratchy on tape."
"You're just jealous because I'm sexy!" Ichiro tossed back lightly.
"Yeah, and after Hatman pays us to put your clothes back on," Laiko teased, "You will finally kill that ego!"
"Puh-lease!" Ichiro scoffed. "Hatman does not do tuna!"
"Laiko is very pretty." Kaiba cooed. "I'm sure Hatman-sama would like to watch her."
Jou scowled at Kaiba. "Would he? Really."
Kaiba managed to look almost bashful. "Hatman-sama has very unusual viewing tastes."
"Does he." This whole 'make a video' idea was even worse than Jou thought it would be.
"You already know about that?" Ken sounded relieved. "Good, I wasn't sure how to explain it to you. Tell you what, BB, why don't you go first."
"Me?" Kaiba demurred. "What should I do?"
"Just undress for us. Nothing fancy."
"Will Katsuya be watching?" he asked, staring at Jou.
Despite the contact lenses, those eyes were still piercing. "Yeah." Jou found himself answering. "I'll watch."
Kaiba stripped. Slowly. He managed to take twenty minutes to remove a shirt, pants and shoes and three out of four cocks were rock hard when he finished.
"How was that?" Kaiba asked when he was down to nothing but a collar and leash.
"Can I spray him now?" Ichiro moaned. "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen."
"Uh, yeah." Laiko agreed. "I mean, sploush."
"What did you think, Jounouchi-sama?" Kaiba asked in a voice laced with innocence.
Jou wiped the sweat from his brow. "Uh ... wow."
"Did it make you want to take me?" Kaiba pressed.
"Hell it made me want to take you!" Laiko quipped.
"Uh..." Jou couldn't think. Kaiba was on his knees crawling toward him and Jou was running out of reasons not to fuck the man raw.
"Hey boss, why don't you just knock out a quick one just so we can get it on tape." Ken suggested. "I'll keep your head out of shot since you don't have the wig on yet."
"Here, I'll help." Kaiba offered.
"No - you don't - oh! I -! Jeeezzz!" Kaiba wrapped his lips around Jou's cock. Jou wanted to push him away, but couldn't. He put his hands on Kaiba's head and held it gently. Firmly.
Kaiba had clearly never given anyone a blowjob before. He caught Jou with his teeth several times. And Ken kept reminding them to move BB's hair aside.
But Jou was in heaven. Kaiba was sucking his cock. It was the first time Seto had ever sucked anyone and it was Jou he was sucking. "So good!" He heard himself moan. Kaiba groaned in response.
"Hey BottomBoy." Ichiro yelled out. "You like sucking Boss' fat dick in front of us like this?"
Kaiba stopped sucking just long enough to take a breath. "Yes! I love it!"
"What if I fucked you while you sucked him? Would you love that?"
"NO!" Kaiba gasped. "Katsuya has to be first!" He looked up at Jou, eyes pleading. "Be my first, Katsuya." He whispered. "Please be first."
There was no way Jou could have said no to that. He put his hand on Kaiba's chin, pulled the man up halfway to meet him, and kissed him. Kissed him deeply, as if the deeper the kiss, the more sense the whole situation made.
Jou felt someone behind him and then felt the wig being pulled on his head. "Let me get this before you guy start, boss!" Laiko sounded a bit rushed.
It didn't matter. It didn't matter about the wig. Or about the wife. About the intervening years, the insults, the secret life. Nothing. The only thing that mattered to Jou was Seto. Here. Tonight. Seto began unbuttoning Jou's shirt and then sucking and licking Jou's nipples. He moaned. Seto's lips felt divine. Very quickly, Jou was naked and the two of them were rolling around together on the floor.
Jou got Seto pinned and began sucking his nipple, just to see how the normally subdued man reacted.
"Agh!" Seto cried out. "Oh Katsuya! That feels so good! No one's ever - ever!" Suddenly, beneath him, Seto was shaking. Then he came hard, spraying cum across both of their chests and stomachs.
"Good God!" Ichiro laughed. "You are so related to Hatman! Did you get that, Ken?"
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The clouds overhead were lit with a pale reddish orange glow, skidding above on an unseen wind. A gibbous moon, pregnant with danger, peered down like a blind eye, giving the feeling of being watched by some lurking evil. The dark trees waved their branches menacingly, as if to grab the unwary, seeming to reach out with long shadows in the dim pale light of the pulsing moonlight. A slight figure appeared, running into the clearing, looking over it's shoulder anxiously, seemingly fearful of...
"This is it, this is where I want to adventure!" crowed Freaky. "No, we are NOT going to adventure in Gor!" stated Hardcase. "I won't be a slave girl, I will NOT be branded, and I am NOT piercing my nipples!" "Aww..." protested Freaky weakly. Sigh, it had been worth a try, anyway. Axorie changed the screen without comment. A desert caravan, dusky robed guards wielding massive scimitars, overloaded ill-tempered camels trudging along single file. "Too hot." said Hardcase. "Too...
Three or four or five, depending on how you counted. Axorie was certainly a person, albeit an unconventional one not born of mortal man. Mr. Bigfoot was also along, and by all rights should be counted, he had a personality and presence equal to any. By my count, it was five adventurers, who left our world and entered into another, one where minutes and days flew past while only seconds ticked by in our own. They arrived without anything material except for their forms, their wits, and their...
(Ahem.) The next morning, it was decided that Hardcase would go into town dressed in her finest greenery, accompanied by Mr. Bigfoot. Freaky had made stone sabots for those who wanted them, and in Hardcase's case, they had little planters on top, to root her vines in. The vines twined up her legs, and anchored in a wreath about her bluegreen hair. For style's sake, the wreath was adorned with little red berries, and the cunning vine hid all her prurient parts from salacious views. Mr....
Steetch, Axorie and Freaky learned much on their visit to the town. Mostly Axorie, since she would invisibly lurk about interesting conversations, but the young men also gleened useful gossip. The town was a frontier settlement, having started as an outpost a mere century ago, and was surrounded by tiny communities huddled behind their wooden palisades, all within a half a day's journey. Their goddess of the wilderness, who dressed in leaves and often walked beside fierce beasts had held...
"Come, join the Holy Crusade of Thia and Her consort! We march to the wilderness to end the Original's Menace to Her Bounty!" cried the fevered zelot. "No, come and join the Minions of Phantos and His paramor! We salle to battle against the godless Originals!" cried the equally fevered zelot of the other camp. The entire town of Twomby was gathered, in two equally large groups, each prepairing to go forth in the direction their respective god or goddess seemed to be sort of pointing as...
Axorie didn't say 'I told you so!', because, well, honestly, she hadn't. So there is a benefit to being a naysayer after all, the sweet triumph of declaiming "I told you so!". But really, isn't that a hollow sort of satisfaction? Wouldn't a better triumph be to have told them, and had them listen, and follow your advice? That is just how it seems to me, anyway. "You sure told us!, Glad you were around to tell us, otherwise who knows what we might have done?" -Like that ever happens....
So, the next day they all went round to the castle for lunch. They were greet- what? What is that you are clamoring? Hardcase? You want to know how she did in her trials? She lost. So, they were greeted at the door of the castle by the factotum, who instruct- what? Details? Very well. I will tell you exactly what happened to Hardcase. Hardcase was out of her league. They quickly retired the middle range of scholars, and sent in children, children of nine and ten years of age, to match...
"What are we even doing here?" whined Hardcase to Steetch. "Stupid Quests, stupid contests, and we only have three condoms left." "It was your stupid idea to come here. I have been having fun, except for your complaining." savaged Steetch. "Just remember, when we get home, it will still be us, the same people, except you will be still 14, still have to go to school, and you won't be able to drink beer. Or screw around with me unless we are sneeky and do it in the secret fortress."...
** Chapter Three: Crossing the Threshold ** Truth be told, their nominal boss William was really the instigator of the illicit pre-testing. Victor had forgotten his wallet in the lab somehow and returned after-hours to retrieve it. Entering the air locked complex of inner observation and examination chambers, he was surprised to find the corridors well lit, but figured Denise was working late again. The neurologist was surprised to instead find the Vice President seated at an observation...
I’m thinking, “Is that how she sucks mine? Does she really look like this? She looks like she truly is enjoying this. " I made the mistake of slowing down to get a better view because I’ve never seen her give a blowjob to someone other than me. (Even if it is my clone, it still counts in my opinion) Mid moaning, she pulls out his dick, turns to me with this possessed look and says, “Don't you fucking slow down, fuck me harder!”. “Oooookaaay! Sorry, sorry. Let me get off the floor...
** Chapter Four: Consciousness is Key ** Twelve days after the start of their gentlemen’s agreement, Cromwell came by the lab and asked Victor if he could stay late to help him ‘run some numbers’ on a possible biochemical refinement to the formula. When Denise came over to see what was up, he explained that his chemistry background had provided him with an idea quite out of the blue. ‘I’ve been watching the tapes of Trial 3, and it occurred to me that the immediate drop-off of energy might...
It was a cold winter day. The sun was bright but the snow was pouring down. Matt stared out the window through his glasses. He was a stereotypical nerd. He had pretty much no friends since starting high school in August and the only real interaction he has with other students was in class and group projects. He was sitting at his desk and looked back down as he worked on his science project. Matt had been studying psychology a bit and the training of animals to do things out of rewarding...
Prologue: After years of fame and stardom, Robert realized that he wanted more in life. He realized that inventing things for the world would never mean anything to him if he had no one to share the world with. Sure, he had his loving wife Trisha, but life was so large that he always felt he could fit so much more. Of course, Trisha would never agree. She would never want to raise a child in the chaotic and hectic life that they lived, but Robert found a way. First, he bought a house in the...
Mind ControlHe stood in the back of an empty parking lot, surrounded by shadows. His name was of no importance, only his purpose. The place in which he existed did not matter either, as he could shape it to his will, freely. The world was his oyster, and anything he wished would appear before him, anything he desired would come forth. He walked slowly through the dark parking lot.
Jeremy fucked Fiona on the lounge chair on a warm sunny morning. The look on her face was priceless, as Fiona displayed a carnal look while she circled her hand over her clit. He held on to her legs and folded them over her body. Jeremy pushed himself in nice and deep. Then, out of nowhere, Lane come up to his side holding his cock in his hand. He wore a lustful look as he stroked himself. Jeremy turned to him and the looked at his cock. Lane was rock hard, and the way it pointed at him Jeremy...
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So this takes place in the spring of 2006...I'm now 20, soon to be 21, and I'm nearing the peak of my party stage, and sexual experimentation stage. I had recently broken up with my boyfriend of nearly 5 yrs. He left me for another girl. Heartbroken and a bit vengeful, I went on a spree, sleeping with about any guy with a nice smile. Anyways, moving on, I was home from college (my first stint) on spring break and I had acquired a fake id while attending. I went out bar hopping with some...
It was a Friday night like any other, Katie and Jamie decide to have a movie night at Jamie's dorm room. Katie doesn't usually like going over there when her room mate is there, but Jamie has assured her that she is going out of town for the weekend. They have just got snuggled in on the couch and started the movie and not even 5 minutes in there is a sex scene. They both look at each other and start giggling, then continue to watch the couple on screen. It's getting really steamy, and Katie...
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