Wicked way. (Patreon)

Mate, I know you’ve been looking at me, I know your gay and I know you want a piece of me. Your a really good friend but I’d never let you do anything with me. It’s just not my thing. I do have an idea though. I’ll use and abuse your hole on one condition. You’ll be able to get close to me, even if it is only to allow me to breed you.

Name it, anything like that. Little did he know that this was what I was waiting for.

If you can lick my socks clean and white again, then I’ll do what I said. Breed your hole.

It’s a deal. Little did he know that i had done this countless times before and by the end of it, his socks would be white by the time he saw them again.

I began as soon as he suggested it, licking his socks, moving him into a false sense of security, enjoying every second. Little did he know that his socks weren’t getting cleaner, they weren’t even getting wet.

I was about to get very close to him, very close indeed. And I would finally get my wicked way with him. My wicked way was to take over his body for a week. A whole seven days and nights and at the end of it, we would be back here, his socks completely clean and sparkling white and he would breed my hole as he so politely put it. And he wouldn’t even realise he hadn’t been in control of his body for the last week.

Even after the first lick I was already merging into his body. Initially parts of me became the very fabric of the dirty socks, but eventually I was fully absorbed into his body and able to take over his mind.