Date: Fri, 19 Mar 2021 15:31:22 +0000
From: Matt Smith <matterotica@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Phil's Naked Adventure - Part 10

Author's Note – Welcome to part 10 of my interactive story, it's been
great to hear how many of you are enjoying the story. At the end of the
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The Vote
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Part 9 concluded with Phil's five co-workers deciding which option would
'equalise' the situation between Phil, Niall and Thomas after they saw Phil
working naked the day before – either Phil working naked for another
day, or Thomas and Niall doing it. Despite a few write-in votes asking for
all three to get naked, there was a clear winner – you guys want to see
his co-workers get naked. Well I'm always happy to help expose more guys,
even if they're not real....

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Phil's Naked Adventures – Part 10

Phil had sat expecting the worst – or was it the best? He had already
experienced working naked in front of two colleagues and his manager and
that had been enough to fuel a lifetime of humiliation-based wank
fantasies, so as embarrassing as it would be to strip in front of the rest
of them, it would only serve to fuel future masturbatory pleasure.

He watched intently as Charlie asked which of them thought Phil should get
naked. Rob, Kyle, Travis, Josh and Mike remained motionless. The grin on
Thomas's face dropped away instantly. He had been so sure Phil was about to
experience another naked day.

"Well that's pretty clear," Charlie said with a wicked grin. "But just to
be sure, any votes for Thomas and Niall?"

The other five eagerly shot their hands up, sniggering to each other at the
humiliation they were about to inflict. It was almost a shame Niall was
caught up in it, he was quiet, kind, approachable and well-liked, as
opposed to Thomas who was the cocky, brash, loud-mouthed newcomer who had
already gotten idea above his station. Thomas was going down for his own
actions, but was taking Niall with him.

"Well there ya go!" Charlie said casually, as if deciding what brand of
paper to get for the printers rather than determining which staff members
would remove their clothes.

"No way, not happening!" Thomas insisted. "And you can't make
me. It's... it's sexual harassment!"

The room fell deadly silent at the refusal, all eyes turning to Charlie,
curious to see how he would respond.

The man in charge took a deep breath and shook his head. "Actually, I'm
already dealing with one charge of sexual harassment. I believe you made
some comments to Phil yesterday, which if true, would most certainly be
sexual harassment. It'd be a... terrible shame to lose your job over
something like that!"

"Oooooh!" the others chorused. While most of them were unaware of the full
history between Thomas and Charlie, they all knew the boss was fucking the
new boy, mainly because he had done so with most of them when they joined
the company. While the threat sounded real, they had a sneaking suspicion
that it was more a cover for what Charlie would actually do to Thomas if he
refused.

Niall, meanwhile, remained silent and while he didn't object as Thomas had,
he also showed no signs of compliance yet. Phil just watched the entire
thing in absolute bewilderment. He had expected today to be memorable, but
certainly not in the way it was panning out so far.

"So what's it to be, lads?" Charlie asked, getting no response beyond an
angry glare from Thomas to his earlier threat.

"I don't see how this makes things even!" Thomas argued. "Why does EVERYONE
seeing us balance things out for two of us seeing Phil?"

"Hmm, you do make a good point I suppose," Charlie conceded. Thomas looked
relieved, like he had found the one loophole that could release him from
what was about to happen. His expression soon changed back as Charlie
added, "So you guys work naked and leave the Phil thing to me!"

"Come on boys, get to it!" Kyle taunted.

"Yeah, show us what ya got!" Josh joined in.

"Thomas is definitely smaller than Niall, right?" Travis asked the others,
deliberately loud enough for Thomas and Niall to hear.

"With that attitude, I'll bet he's smaller than just about everyone!" Mike
sniggered.

"I guess we're about to find out, right!" Rob said, staring expectantly at
Thomas.

The two strippers still showed no sign of disrobing until Charlie cleared
his throat curtly.

Thomas sighed and began undoing his shirt. Niall hesitated, but then copied
along, deliberately matching Thomas' pace, clearly not wanting to be the
first one naked. Their co-workers continued taunting and teasing as the two
guys stripped, while Phil and Charlie watched in silence.

First the shorts were tossed aside, already revealing more than the others
had ever really seen of their two professional colleagues. Shoes were
slowly removed and socks, delaying the inevitable trouser-removal that was
to come next. Niall's underwear for the day was a pair of baggy boxer
shorts, while Thomas was wearing a pair of designer briefs. They both
stopped at that point, looking to Charlie who just raised an eyebrow.

"Get 'em off, get 'em off!" a chant started from the others.

Looking more annoyed than embarrassed, Thomas looked to Niall and shook his
head. Silently synchronising with each other, they both removed their
underwear at the same time. They had both cupped a hand over their cocks as
they did it, now standing there naked but not yet fully exposed. Another
cough from Charlie was enough to prompt hands to drop to their sides, fully
exposing them to their seven-man audience who burst into cheers and
applause.

"Good lads," Charlie said, finally moving. He approached their desks and
retrieved the discarded clothing as the two naked men, already covering up
with their hands again. "You can have these back at the end of the day!" he
told them.

Phil was shocked at the sight of the two naked men, his own cock swelling
as much as it could within its cage. It was a little embarrassing to know
that, in their situation, he would also be sporting a raging erection. He
almost wished he could have done it. Perhaps one day he might. The thought
made his stomach lurch with a mix of excitement and terror.

"Right, you lot!" Charlie addressed the room. "They're working naked and
the key word in that... working! So get to it! Phil, into the conference
room and take your clothes off!" Once again his order was so casual you
would have been mistaken for thinking it was an everyday occurrence.

Phil complied without question, clearly not needing the same coercion or
threats it had taken to get the other two naked. He headed straight for the
conference room, alongside Charlie's office, and began to undress. The
manager had deposited Thomas and Niall's clothes in the room next door then
immediately come in to join Phil.

Charlie shut the door and leaned against it watching Phil undress, not even
being subtle about his enjoyment of the view. "So are you still doing your
blow job task?"

Phil nodded as he neatly folded his trousers, placing them on the
conference table with the rest of his clothes, now wearing just his
underwear and chastity device, which bulged against it.

"And that would make today day nine, yes?" Charlie enquired.

Phil nodded again.

"Okay, well I'm gonna let Rob, Josh, Mike, Travis and Kyle come in here one
at a time to get a good look at you. That evens things out a bit, but once
you're done, get dressed. Today is Niall and Thomas' naked day, not yours,"
Charlie explained. "They don't get the pleasure of seeing you like this
today. The reason I ask about your task is that the others have all proven
themselves to be... open to certain activities, if you know what I
mean. Might help bump up your numbers for the day!"

Phil's heart thumped as he removed his underwear. He was going to be seen
naked by them after all, which was already exciting enough, but he might be
able to blow them too? It wasn't so much that all five were hot, though
they were a pretty good-looking bunch, it was more the thought that he
could potentially have some kind of sexual contact with literally the
entire office. It made him feel slutty, dirty, used... and he absolutely
fucking loved it.

"Oh, and feel free to blow the other two at some point too. I'm sure the
others would enjoy the show!" Charlie added. "And because I'm feeling
generous, get your phone out. You're getting your first load right now!"

"Yes Sir!" Phil said excitedly.

Charlie unzipped and fished out his large cock, not undressing, just
standing there in his formal work clothes, rigid cock protruding. Phil
virtually ran across the room and dropped to his knees, cock already in his
mouth before he reached up and handed the phone to his manager.

Charlie very much enjoyed belittling Phil as he knelt there sucking the
meaty tool, calling him names, telling him what a fag he was, how pathetic
he looked, how he was going to be the office slut. By the time Charlie was
recording himself shooting in Phil's mouth, Phil was literally dripping
pre-cum.

Charlie left once he had put his cock away and composed himself, the door
shutting behind him so Phil couldn't hear what was being said out in the
office. A few moments later, one of the others came in.

All five encounters went almost identically. They would come in, react to
Phil's nakedness and chastity – usually a mix of laughter and horny
admiration – tease him a little and then get offered a blow job by
Phil. Even when not prompted, he had explained the reason for his offer and
the need for recording it. The humiliation of confessing such a slutty task
simply made it all the more enjoyable.

All five of his colleagues had accepted the offers. He wished more of them
had got naked, he was curious to see what was going on beneath their
clothes, but at least he had seen (and licked, tasted, swallowed) their
cocks. None of them were small, but none particularly huge either, just a
pleasant selection of average cocks which he had pleasured one after the
other, his jaw actually aching by the last one as he realised he had taken
six cocks in the space of two hours.

It was late morning by the time Phil emerged from the office, dressed once
again. It was surprising how ordinary things seemed. Bizarrely, it was
stranger to have everyone in the office at once than it was to have two of
them sitting there naked.

"Having fun?" Phil asked, enjoying a rare moment of someone else's
embarrassment as he leaned on Thomas' desk.

"Fuck off!" Thomas snapped moodily.

"Hey come on, don't be like that. I didn't do this, ya know!" Phil said
defensively. It was mostly true. The situation had been Charlie's idea and
the vote had been their colleagues, though the situation wouldn't have come
up at all if not for Phil's actions, but he hoped Thomas didn't make that
leap.

"Whatever!" Thomas said, his usual bravado and aptitude for banter
seemingly discarded with his clothing.

"I actually thought I might be able to cheer you up a bit!" Phil said
softly.

Thomas looked at him suspiciously. With his eyes narrowed, he asked, "How?"

Phil moved round the back of Thomas' desk, dropped to his knees and crawled
underneath. His immediately saw Thomas' bare legs, covered in dark hair and
his cock, small and shrivelled in a neatly-trimmed bush. He placed his hand
on one of Thomas' knees and grabbed the cock with the other. "Like this!"
Phil called from beneath the desk.

"What, no!" Thomas hissed, reaching down and pushing the hands away.

Phil quickly grabbed the cock again, noting delightedly that it had
definitely plumped up a little. "You don't seem sure!"

Thomas knew he was getting hard and looked around awkwardly. "I am. Stop
it!" he said quietly, but didn't push the hand away this time.

Phil tugged on the cock, feeling it thicken and lengthen in his grip,
letting his other hand slide up and down a furry thigh as he did it. He
reached in to lick the cock, but the gap between Thomas' lap and the
underside of the desk was too small so he began pushing the chair.

As Thomas realised what was happening, he grabbed the desk, but it was too
late. The chair rolled back and Phil followed, plunging Thomas' cock into
his mouth as soon as he was out far enough to allow room.

As you would expect, the others had been looking round at Thomas and Niall
regularly throughout the morning, enjoying the sight of their exposed
bodies, whispering or talking openly about them, deliberately increasing
their embarrassment. So when they looked at Thomas and saw him, now more
openly displayed and unmistakably with a head in his lap, their attention
dropped away from the work and instead just spectated.

"Fuck," Thomas moaned.

Phil had felt the cock stiffen to full firmness in his mouth, but as the
others began to watch, it seemed to throb even harder. He pulled his mouth
away, keeping hold of the cock with one hand as he looked up and asked,
"You like an audience, do you?"

Thomas smiled awkwardly. "Maybe a bit!" he confessed.

Phil grinned and resumed sucking, discretely pulling out his phone to
record himself doing it as Thomas got increasingly excited by the whole
situation. By the time he shot in Phil's mouth, he was virtually doing
full-on, over-exaggerated, porn-style moaning.

"Thanks," Thomas said, feeling a little awkward in his post-orgasmic
come-down as Phil stood and began walking away.

"No problem," Phil said, glancing at the clock. He felt so horny and
aroused by the entire morning that he decided to be bold in his final
conquest. "Well the morning's not over yet, may as well finish the set!" he
declared.

Everyone watched him, even Charlie who had been observing the blow job he
gave Thomas from the doorway to his office. It didn't take long for
everyone to realise what he meant, with Niall suddenly getting a lot of
stares.

"What? No... I'm... I'm straight!" Niall stuttered.

Phil got close and grinned. "So are half of this lot, but they still
enjoyed it, didn't ya fellas?" he called out, getting a few cheers back. As
he stopped at Niall's desk, he leaned in close and whispered, "They don't
need to know we've done anything before. Make out it's your first
time. Hell, pretend to hate it if ya like!" Phil offered, then grinned and
said, "But I'm blowing you either way!"

"Fuck, okay," Niall accepted. The morning had been fairly tame for him so
far. Most of the taunting and teasing had been aimed at Thomas, though the
others had found most flimsy of reasons to come over to his desk at various
times, seeking to get a better look. As he stood now, he felt the other
really taking in the view.

Phil handed Niall the phone and said, "Record it for me, 'kay?" He dropped
to his knees and got to work on the not-flaccid-for-very-long dick. If
Niall was suffering from any nervousness, it certainly didn't seem to be
affecting his sexual performance. He remained rigid, even going as far as
grabbing Phil's hair and fucking his face for a few moments before
realising what he was doing and stopping.

"Ugh, yeah, I'm close!" Niall muttered excitedly.

Phil opened his mouth wide, stroking the cock with one hand as he stared up
at the camera. Niall's load was soon shooting over his face and into his
mouth. The orgasm had barely ended before he stood, took the phone back and
said, "Thanks mate. That was fun!" He looked round at his spectators and
just grinned. "Full set complete. You lot should probably get back to
work. I'm taking an early lunch!" He virtually swaggered out of the office,
on the biggest fag-high of his life.

*****

When Phil arrived home, he heard noise coming from the kitchen and
immediately went to investigate after undressing, as had become
routine. The room was an absolute disaster zone.

"Oh, you're home!" Alex said as he saw Phil enter. "I... thought it'd be
nice to make dinner for you!"

Phil chuckled. "That's sweet!" he said happily. "Do you actually know how
to cook?"

Alex shrugged. "Not really, but learn by doing, that's what I always say!"

"Well I hope you can learn by doing the washing up. Have you actually used
every pan I own?" he asked, looking round at the mess.

"Probably. But don't think of it as mess, think of it as experience. I'm
levelling up!" Alex said with a snigger.

"If you say so," Phil said, amused by the teen's enthusiasm. "Where's
Hunter?"

"Upstairs, asleep I think. He's... had a tough day!" Alex said, gesturing
upwards.

"Oh?" Phil enquired.

"He... tried calling his parents!" Alex said, sighing.

"Oh!" Phil said, nodding. "Guessing it didn't go too well."

Alex shook his head. "His Dad's always been a bit of a judgmental cunt, but
I never thought he'd take it quite this badly and I'm amazed his Mum is
going along with it too."

"I'll go check on him in a bit," Phil said, then tilted his head as he
looked at Alex. "So how are you?"

Alex shrugged. "I'm cooking! I had to do something, because if I did
nothing, then I'd think about it and..." he couldn't finish the sentence,
shaking his head.

Phil approached and pulled him into a hug.

Alex took a few deep breaths as he leaned against Phil, head resting on his
shoulder. When they parted, he shook his head again and said, "I feel so
stupid, being this upset. I mean, Hunter's got it so much worse than me,
but all I can keep thinking about is my own situation! He's getting by and
he's lost everything while I'm a gibbering wreck just cos things are a
little bit bad."

"Don't do that!" Phil reassured him as he moved back a little. "Someone
else's pain doesn't invalidate yours. You did something big and brave and
scary and there's gonna be fallout from that. Give yourself a bit of credit
for how well you're actually doing!"

Alex smiled. "Thanks. You're the best, I can see why Hunter..." he paused,
eyes wide, only just stopping short of saying something he knew he
shouldn't, though it was still very clearly implied.

Phil wasn't sure what to say but opted for silence instead, just staring
back at Alex expectantly.

The teen sighed once more and said, "Ya know, when things started with me
and Hunter, I just kinda... accepted that we'd end up together some day. It
just seemed... obvious."

"And now?" Phil asked, leaning on the door frame.

"Do you actually not see how he feels about you?" Alex asked, almost
accusingly.

Phil blushed a little and nodded, feeling a little guilty. He did know. It
was impossible not to. Hunter wore his heart on his sleeve.

"And I admit I don't know you anywhere near as well as I know Hunter, but I
have a feeling it's... mutual?" Alex said, half statement, half question.

Phil nodded again.

"Exactly. You know, that's part of the reason I lashed out at him when he
said he came out. I just thought he'd done it so he could be with you, like
he literally chose you over me!" Alex confessed.

"Alex, I'm gonna ask you something and I don't want you to be offended,"
Phil said frankly.

"Oh... kay," Alex said cautiously.

"Are you... a fucking idiot?" Phil asked, giving an over-emphasised shrug
as he did it.

"Oh, why would I ever be offended by that?" Alex asked sarcastically.

Phil smirked. "My point is, he could never choose me over you. He was
fucking devastated yesterday and as much as the stuff with his girlfriend
and his family hurt him, what bothered him most was you. You're that
fucking important to him, he cared about losing you more than his own
family. I may suspect how he feels about me, but I know how he feels about
you with absolute fucking certainty! He loves you!"

"He... does?" Alex asked, shocked at the comments. He smirked and asked,
"Why? He's... so... everything and I'm... a scrawny streak of nothing!"

"Wow, you are fucking stupid!" Phil said. He was finding the whole
conversation more than a little surprising. To be speaking so openly, so
abruptly, it was how he had been at work. 'Maybe I should blow the whole
office every day', he briefly thought to himself, before pushing the
thought aside for fear of distraction. "You think you're nothing?
You're... funny and cute and smart and kind... usually... and you're a
great dom too. If I've fallen for you in six weeks, can you even imagine
how Hunter feels about you by now?"

Alex blushed at the compliments and nodded. "Yeah, I suppose..." he stopped
mid-sentence, frowning. "You... fell for me?"

All of Phil's bravado melted away in a matter of seconds as he realised
what he had said. "Well... erm... maybe... erm... You're like a... package
deal. Buy one Hunter, get an Alex free!"

"So I'm the free gift with the guy you actually wanted?" Alex asked,
looking a little dejected.

"Okay, bad analogy. I'll stick with being blunt, it seems to be working for
me today. I like you, I like Hunter, okay?" Phil explained.

"And Hunter likes me and he likes you!" Alex added.

"So it seems," Phil said, nervously. "And how about you?"

"Well I like Hunter," he replied shyly.

"And... me?" Phil asked. He was a grown man, yet he felt like a schoolkid
again, asking his crush if he liked him. It was a different kind of
embarrassing to the things he had been experiencing lately, a kinda that
made his stomach flutter rather than his cock swell.

Alex gave a wry grin. "You're alright," he said with a casual shrug.

"Wow, such passion," Phil said, shaking his head with a lop-sided smile.

"Fine, fine! Okay!" Alex said, raising his hands defensively. "You're sexy
and fun and cute and sexy and naked and sexy and... I may... like you a
bit... too!"

"That's a lot of sexy..." Phil observed.

Alex grinned. "Thanks for noticing," he joked, gesturing to his own body.

"You're such a dick," Phil chuckled. He looked the teen up and down. While
his experience with Hunter had certainly built a closer bond, it was
undeniable that he had grown just as close to Alex in the short time they
had known each other. "I think... we should maybe talk to Hunter. Ya know,
see where we stand!"

"No need," Hunter said, appearing behind Phil.

"You're up!" Alex said, stating the obvious.

"Honestly it was kinda hard to sleep through your 'cooking', if that's what
you're calling it!" Hunter said with a snigger. He grabbed Phil from behind
and gave him a hug, hands reaching round to put one on his chest and one on
his stomach. "Welcome home," he whispered, kissing his neck.

"How much did you hear?" Alex asked, blushing as he realised how much he
had said to Phil that he had never said to Hunter before.

"Pretty much everything from 'are you a fucking idiot'," Hunter said,
sniggering, then added, "And just to be clear, yes, yes he is!"

"Fuck you!" Alex said, laughing reluctantly as Phil chuckled at the
comment.

"So?" Phil asked, tilting his head to the side so he could look back at
Hunter.

"So what?" Hunter asked, letting go of Phil, so the three could talk
properly.

"So are we right?" Alex asked.

"Do you like Alex?" Phil asked.

"Or Phil?" Alex asked.

"Or both of us?" they asked in perfect, unpractised unison.

Hunter smiled at the other two, but it quickly dropped away.

Phil moved in close and casually stroked his arm. "Maybe... we should talk
about this another time. You've been through a lot!" He turned to look at
Alex too. "Both of you have, and I've had... a crazy day too. We don't need
to talk about this now or decide anything."

"I think that's a good idea," Hunter said, slightly relieved to be off the
hook.

"Good, now let's burn the kitchen down and order a takeaway!" Phil said,
grinning.

"Hey, you haven't even tried my food yet!" Alex said, looking offended.

"I think it's moving!" Hunter said, pointing at one of the pans.

*****

Day ten of Phil's task finally came around, having passed day nine by
blowing Alex and Hunter despite only needing one of them. The final day was
also started with them both, then all three got work on finding Phil his
other eight. It was with a mix of delight and disappointment that Phil sent
the final video to Master Matt of his tenth load, completing the task
successfully.

Hunter was the happiest with the success out of the three. While Alex
enjoyed having Phil locked and submissive, Hunter made no secret of his
desperation to unlock and pleasure Phil's cock, so completion of the task
was the final barrier to that potentially happening.

It was amazing how quickly a sense of routine developed in the
house. Hunter had officially moved in, with nowhere else to go. Alex had
been reluctant to make the same move, but seeing Hunter and Phil together
so much, a slight hint of jealousy and fear of missing out drove him to do
the same.

They had never really spoken about the conversation in the kitchen, about
who liked whom or formally starting any kind of relationship, it was just
relaxed, casual. Phil was as comfortable being with either of the teens
alone as he was with them together, a sentiment mirrored in both Alex and
Hunter.

Work had become interesting for Phil too. While there had been no repeat of
Niall and Thomas' nudity, though it was still mentioned regularly, Phil
himself had been naked for at least part of most days, the guys also making
no secret of the fact he was now being used as a regular cock-sucker any
time they were in the office with him.

When the day finally came for the timer lock to reach zero, Hunter had been
almost uncontrollably excited about it, to the point of counting the hours
and, eventually, the minutes. Phil had been advised by Master Matt that he
could unlock right away, but that any sexual activity (at least, any
involving his cock) was prohibited until ordered to do anything.

Phil was instantly hard the moment he was free and when he stated he wanted
to take a picture to show Master Matt, Hunter had jumped at the chance to
do a full photo shoot, really emphasising Phil's large cock in all its
unrestrained glory.

When instruction came from Master Matt, Phil was not at all surprised to
find he had once again been offered a choice.

'Six weeks without cumming and completing your blow job task is quite an
achievement, fag. It definitely needs to be celebrated with a big final
task.

Option 1 – Spend one week without clothing at any point. You will still
need to attend work and go about your normal routine, but will not be
permitted clothes at any time.  Option 2 – Be seen naked my at least
1,000 people at once. This must be in person, online viewing does not count
Option 3 – Start an online profile of your sexual activities (yes, you
have to show your face) and reach 100,000 views in total for your videos

Let me know which option you will be choosing.'

Phil was literally trembling as he finished reading the message.

"You okay?" Hunter asked, rolling over and placing a hand on his stomach.

"Read this!" Phil said, handing him the phone.

Alex immediately popped up on the other side, reading it too. "Fuuuuck,
that's so hot!" he said excitedly.

"Huh," Hunter said, frowning.

"What?" Phil asked.

"He... called it your final task!" Hunter pointed out.

Phil grabbed the phone back and looked at the message again. "I didn't
notice that. My eyes kinda went straight to the choices!"

"So you think he's bored of you?" Alex asked, frowning and wondering how
anyone could ever want to stop playing with the gorgeous exhibitionist.

"Maybe," Phil said, looking a little downbeat.

"Or maybe he just knows... you're moving on to other things," Hunter
suggested, gesturing to himself and Alex.

Phil smiled. That sounded much more likely.

"Well whatever the reason, it's your last one, so what's it gonna be?" Alex
asked eagerly, his mind already racing at the possibilities.

*****

That's right gentlemen, Phil's final naked adventure (don't worry, still a
couple of parts to go)! What's it going to be?

Option 1 – Naked week
Option 2 – Seen by 1,000 people
Option 3 – 100,000 online views

You can email me your vote at matterotica@hotmail.co.uk and I also welcome
any thoughts, comments and feedback. Similarly, if you like my stories and
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*****

My other stories:

The Benny Saga (in reading order)
Benny Takes Control - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/benny-takes-control/
The Dangers of Desire - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-dangers-of-desire/
Benny's House - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/bennys-house/

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Possession - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/possession-series/
Jack Hamilton - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jack-hamilton/
Tales from Kingswood - http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/tales-from-kingswood/

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Jake's Exposure - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jakes-exposure
The Art of Seduction - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-art-of-seduction
Becoming and Internet Master - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/becoming-an-internet-master
And Then It Got Worse - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/masturbation/and-then-it-got-worse
Brian's Big Mistake - http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/brians-big-mistake