The door swung open. A black snakeskin boot strode into the bathroom.
Jason - better known as Snake - entered, and slid down his dark
glasses to look at Ryan Standish kneeling there on the floor naked
licking the cum from his lips. He saw Vinnie and Horst standing there
with their limp cocks hanging out. Their jaws hung open and their eyes
stared blankly at the floor.
"Am I interrupting something, girls? I just came in for a smoke,"
Snake said pulling out a pack of cigarettes from his right boot.
"Get over here, Snake, and I'll give you a blow job while you smoke,"
I said eagerly.
"Damn, who knew football stud was really a nancy boy, but I never turn
down a free blow job," Snake said walking toward Ryan.
He produced a match and struck it across my forehead. It flickered to
life. It was an old trick Snake had learned to actually strike the
match head against the rough underside of his ring, but it freaked the
guys he bullied out no end. I didn't seem fazed at all. I just
reached up and unzipped Snake's fly, and reached inside.
The tattooed manhood did startle me slightly, but my hunger was too
great. Snake blew smoke in his face. He coughed and swallowed Snake's
snake-tattooed cock.
"Oh, yeah," moaned Snake.
I sucked hard, but I didn't drain Snake's balls completely. I stood up
smacking my lips.
"Tasty, I think I'll save the rest of you for later. You're about my
size, so strip naked, and give me your clothing, Jason," I ordered.
"Uh, yes, master," Snake said as if in asleep.
I put on his clothing and left him sitting naked on the toilet in the
last stall. Then I turned my attention to Vinnie and Horst.
"Wakey, wakey, I need my eggs and sausage!" I said slapping their pale
faces.
My zombie slaves perked to attention.
"Don't you mean baky or bacon?" Vinnie said.
I groaned, and tugged on his cock.
"Does this look more like bacon or sausage? I need sausage. I need
cocks and full balls. So you two dried up nut sacks go find me some
guys with wet nut sacks that are ready to be drained. And be quick
about it!" I snapped.
They shuffled away after zipping their flies up. I glanced back at the
stall door behind which Snake waited. I wanted more of him, but he
tasted so fine, I didn't want to suck his balls out of his nutsack the
way I had Vinnie and Horst. I felt a little remorse that they would
now have empty flaps of skin under their cocks, but I was so hungry.
Besides it was their own fault. Vinnie turned me into Cum-drinking
Vampire and Horst had wanted to friggin' wear me. I wasn't sure about
Carter - he had always been more of a follower. What was keeping my
ball-less wonder slaves?
The door swung open, and --