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Flashback Friday: Productive Crew

Colson had found himself drawn to Moshe’s big package lately. He seemed to be unable to keep his eyes off of it whenever the crew had downtime, such as lunch.

Unfortunately, he also lacked some tact. “Is it true black guys are more hung?”

“Dude, that’s offensive.”

“How is that offensive? Being big is a good thing, ain’t it?”

“And what if I’m not big? It reeks of stereotyping and I shouldn’t be fetishized like that.”

“I’m sorry, man. I swear I’m not fetishizing you.”

Colson meekly continued, “It’s just I… I haven’t been able to take my mind off your cock ever since that productivity expert visited. But I  know you’re not gay. I didn’t think I was gay.” 


Moshe wasn’t so sure his buddy was right about that. But had it really been that visit? “Dude, those were some weird-ass videos he made us watch. Though I can’t really remember much about them now.”


“I think I started to strip, but I don’t really remember either. It was like we were just stuck staring at the screen.”

“You looked really good,” Moshe let slip. “Wait, didn’t you already see my cock that day?”


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The Contractor

Jax was a local contractor who was building quite the reputation –  and not a good one. It seemed he was always scheming for how he could prolong projects and add unexpected “costs” to the budget – all so he could pocket more for doing less. Knowing that gossip isn’t always right, I gave Jax the benefit of the doubt and hired him for a job – but I also kept close tabs on him. Hidden cameras around the place proved the rumors were sadly true.

Since I worked from home, I began playing music more loudly. It helps Me focus on work while you guys are making all that racket. He sneered in response. “Whatever you want, boss.” He probably figured it was time to grab his earbuds, but then he found that the music was actually kind of catchy. Before he knew it, it was time to clock out.

Within a few weeks – when the project should have been done, but having received excuse after excuse along the way – it felt like the subliminals were finally beginning to sink into his subconscious as I noticed his eyes struggling to stay open on one of the hidden cams. I entered the room.

It’s getting hard, isn’t it, Jax? Go ahead and feel it. It’s so right to just enjoy it as you go ahead and remove your shirt now and feel up those hard nipples too.


That’s it Jax. You’ve been thinking for so long about how to make an extra buck but sometimes it just feels so much better to not think at all. And with every tweak of that nipple, you find yourself just letting go more and more. Letting go of that need to always be thinking. Letting go of all your inhibitions.

The weeks of programming had set the groundwork, but I knew the only way to make sure he wasn’t screwing over others was to ensure that being screwed by Me was all he now craved. His growing desire to please Me would help him to work so much harder on the job.


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