Caleb Rushed To The Door When He Saw The Delivery Truck Pull Into The Driveway. He Helped The Driver

Caleb rushed to the door when he saw the delivery truck pull into the driveway. He helped the driver carry a large box into the house and gave him a generous tip. Caleb waited for the truck to pull out, his cock tenting in his pants. Excitedtly, Caleb opened the box, and there, under layers of foam was his very own drone. The box also contained an instruction manual and a carefully folded rubber suit, a spair Caleb assumed. The smell of rubber hit his nose immediately, making his cock even harder. The rubber figure sat motionless as Caleb read the instruction manual.

Caleb spoke the activation phrase "DRONE CONVERSION MODE" and the figure jumped to life. Rising to its feet, Caleb couldn't help but admire it. Its smoth black rubbery skin, no worries or thoughts. Caleb couldn't help himself, he reached into his pants and stroked his cock infront of his new drone. Seeing this, the drone aproached Caleb and began to tease and play with his body.

"God these things really know how to please," Caleb though. The smell of rubber Was all around him now, making it harder to think. Caleb hadn't noticed but the drone had stripped him of all his clothes. He felt its rubber touch all over his body and wanted more, he was so close to the edge of orgasm but he couldn't quite cum. Unconsciously, Calebs Attention was drawn more and more to the spare rubber suit that had come with his order. He felt the drones hands all over his body and wondered what it would be like to wear the suit. His thoughts slowed more and more as the drone became bolder, rubbing rubber clad fingers against Calebs hole and tracing his lips.

He needed to cum but he knew he needed permission first. Once Calebs mind had gone numb from horniness and the smell of the rubber, his drone ceased its teasing and retreived the rubber suit from the box. The boys cock Twitched as the suit was pulled up his legs. It covered his cock and fit tightly around his ass. The suit covered his chest, rubbing pleasurably against his nipples. Caleb was in pure ecstacy. The hood was then pulled over his head, transforming his once handsome face Into a blank, black rubber void. The intense smell of the rubber assaulted his nose, and in the moment of pure bliss, Calebs cock exploded into his suit, and his mind shattered into a million peices. The drone that was Caleb was shipped to the factory for final conversion.

His alpha brothers' feet called to him. He had been stealing socks and sneakers since he lesrned to masterbate. He longed to tell his brother the truth and worship his feet for real, but he was too weak. Then came the moment he had dreamed of for years. His brother asleep in bed after the gym, door open, foot exposed. The faggot crept in through the door and began his worship. So lost was he in exctecy and submission, that he didnt notice the triumphant grin on his brothers face.

Jake had a bad habit of listening to his brother John having sex with his bf Quinn. Jake would go right up to Johns bedroom door and carress his cock through his jeans. His brothers moans of pleasure as Quinn plowed his ass would always drive Jake over the edge.

Today was different tho. John and his bf started kissing as usual, but then some weird music started to play. Jake found it hard to concentrate on anything, but then Quinn began to speak and he could focus on nothing else. It felt so good to listen to Quinn. His words felt right, and each one brought so much pleasure. Jake found himself stripping down to his boxers and flexing, he felt so good doing it, and a dumb grin spread across his face.

Jake became enthralled to Quinns voice. Then, Quinn asked a question "do you want to be my slave?" Jake and John answered in unison, "yes Master." For a minute there was complete silence. Then, Jake heard footsteps comming to the door. Quinn found him there, flexing and unable to move or think for himself. Quinn just smirked, and Jake joined his brother as a mindless slave.

"Im gonna make a drink," Nick said, turing on some staticly music and slamming the glass down infront of you. The music made your head feel funny but you didn't want to make Nick think you were uncomfortable. He finished the drink and set it down infront of you.

"I almost forgot," Nick said, "theres one last ingredient." Before you could react, he dripped of little bit of his spit into the glass, and rubbed its rim against his armpit before setting it back down infront of you. You shivered as he put his hand on your shoulder and told you to drink. Helpless under his addicting gaze, you lifted the drink to your mouth and sipped. Once you had one, you needed another and another, but instead of getting drunk, you got hard and horny. You felt your mind slipping away, replaced with a need to serve and obey Master Nick. Once you're thoughts had all gone away, Nick pushed you to your knees and pulled out his cock. You eagerly sucked and stroked 3 loads out of Master Nick's massive cock that night. Swallowing his cum cemented your status as his slave forever.

"What are you looking at faggot? Haven't you ever seen a cock cage before?"

You knew better than to provoke a member of the Chaste-Frat, but you couldn't resist sneaking a peak at this alpha in the gym showers. He pushed you to your knees and put your gawking mouth to work, licking the slit of his cage and his balls.

Once he saw just how hard your cock was, he smirked and pulled out his phone to make a call. After a few rings, someone picked up on the other end of the line while you kissed the alphas cage.

"Hey Chad, break out the caging kit and make sure all the bros are at the house tonight, I just found the newest pledge for the Chaste-Frat."