Wait In Line For A Piece Of Jake
Alex was having a chill day at the bustling county fair. He was eating some popcorn as he wandered through the crowds. Alex was scrawny, with messy dark hair, he wore a sweatshirt and glasses. He looked totally harmless, but don't be fooled, he was a sadistic mind controller who loved breaking straight men's minds and bodies. But today he wasn't hunting, he just wanted to enjoy the day at the fair.
There, at the food stands, stood this tall, jacked, intimidating officer. He had to be 6'4", broad shoulders straining against his uniform pants, fresh haircut, and a big bubble butt—Round, firm, begging to be fucked even if the hunk didn't know it yet. Alex grinned, licking his fingers clean. Time to have some fun, he thought.
With minimal effort, Alex slipped into the officer's brain like a whisper. No resistance came from the cop, no one was able to resist his powers. Alex learned that the officer's name was Jake, he was straight as an arrow, married, and had two young daughters. He was a good, brave man with strong principles. But Alex never cared about his victim's background, he started rewiring the officer's urges immediately, flooding his mind with an insatiable new addiction; his cock.
Jake quickly turned around, and his eyes met Alex's for the first time.
Jake didn't know how or why, but he now knew that the cock he desired so much was inside the stranger's pants. His hole suddenly ached, throbbed with a deep, burning need to be filled by Alex's big cock. It hit him like a freight train. Jake froze, his face flushing, a confused whimper escaping his lips as his straight brain screamed "what the fuck?" but his body betrayed him. His massive dick—9 inches—started chubbing up in his pants, and his ass clenched involuntarily, craving something he'd never wanted before.
Jake thought about getting on his knees and begging for the man to fuck him. But the idea didn't seem right to him, he found that if he really wanted the stranger's cock to fill his hole, he would have to earn it.
Jake turned around, put his hands on his knees, his uniform-clad ass sticking out like an offering. He then started shaking it, twerking like a slut, working those glutes back and forth, hoping—praying—that the random young stranger would notice and deem him worthy.
"Please... fuck me, sir. Look at how big and juicy my ass is! You want to fill it with your big cock, I know you do!" Jake begged, his voice shaky, humiliated but so fucking turned on. His hole winked through the fabric, his mind foggy with need.
Jake felt even more humiliated when people started to stare confused by the once intimidating officer acting so depraved, some even started filming thinking it was a prank. Alex chuckled, taking another handful of popcorn. But first, he expanded his power. A quick mental pulse rippled through the entire fair like a ripple effect—hundreds of people, vendors, families, all of them. Anyone who stepped foot in the fair would be totally oblivious to anything sexual going down.
Alex then leaned against a nearby stand, finishing his popcorn slowly, eyes locked on Jake's desperate display. The officer then got on all four, his ass cheeks jiggling in those tight pants, his boots planted firm as he arched his back deeper. "Come on, sir... I need you to fill me so bad, my hole feels so fucking... empty." Jake groaned louder, his straight pride crumbling, but his cock was rock-hard and leaking pre into his uniform. Alex savored the view, licking the salt off his fingers.
Finally, popcorn done, Alex sauntered over. Jake's eyes lit up with desperate hope as Alex cupped the perfect cop ass, squeezing hard, feeling the muscle tense under his grip. "Look at you, big tough cop, shaking like a needy slut," Alex mocked. Jake moaned, pushing back into the touch. "Yes... pleeeeeease, sir! This ass is all yours!"
Alex hooked his fingers into the waistband of Jake's pants and yanked them down to his knees, exposing tight white boxers hugging that bubble butt. He leaned in, pressing his face right against the fabric, inhaling deep—the musky scent of sweat and man driving him wild. "Smells like a virgin hole begging to be claimed," Alex teased, nipping at the cotton. Jake whimpered, his dick throbbing visibly now, a wet spot growing.
With a smirk, Alex pulled the cop's boxers down too, letting Jake's ass cheeks spring free—pale, smooth, and so fucking inviting. The hole twitched, pink and tight, already puckering for him. Alex cupped both cheeks in each palm and played with them for a while. Nearby, a man was eating a buttery corn. Alex reached over and took the corn from the man's hand. "Sorry, I will need that," he said to the oblivious guy, who just nodded and smiled.
Alex walked back, corn dripping in his hand. He crouched behind Jake’s raised ass. Jake whimpered, his hips twitching backward. The command looped in his head: You need to be fucked. You need to be stretched. You need to be filled...
Alex pressed the blunt, butter-smeared tip of the corn against Jake’s hole. The officer gasped with need and pushed back without thinking. The first inch sank in easily; the butter made everything obscene and slippery. Alex twisted the cob slowly, letting the ridged kernels drag against the smooth inner walls.
“Fuck yeah, open for me, you slut,” Alex breathed. He fed another inch, then another, watching Jake’s muscular thighs shake, watching the tight pink ring stretch wide around the yellow shaft. Jake’s moans were broken, animalistic; every time Alex rotated the corn, a fresh bead of pre-cum dripped from his cock.
Alex worked it deeper, half the ear now buried inside the cop’s greedy ass, then started a slow, rhythmic fucking motion. In, twist, out, twist. The wet, filthy sound of butter-slicked kernels sliding through the tight hole was music to Alex's ears. Jake’s back arched harder, head dropping, drool slipping from the corner of his mouth and his eyes rolled back.
“Gonna come just from a fucking vegetable, aren’t you?” Alex taunted, free hand gripping one meaty cheek and spreading it wider.
Jake felt so humiliated, but only whined louder. After several long, torturous minutes Alex pulled the corn free with a wet pop. The cob was coated in a sheen of butter and something unmistakably thicker. The officer’s hole stayed open for a heartbeat, winking, before slowly clenching shut again. Alex stood, walked to the man, and handed him back the used corn.
"Thank you." The man said with a smile, walking away while savouring the corn, ignoring the strange new flavor. Alex then returned to Jake, dropped to his knees behind him, and lined up his cock, already weeping at the tip. It was time to give Jake what he wanted.
Alex slammed balls-deep in one thrust, no mercy. Jake howled in pleasure-pain, his body shaking as Alex gripped his hips and started pounding the officer like a machine. "Take it, bitch!" Alex growled, slapping Jake's ass hard, leaving red handprints on those jiggling muscular globes. The fair continued, people stepping around them without a single glance, chatting about rides and games. Alex dominated him raw, pushing Jake's head against the concrete, he leaned over him and whispered "Your hole is mine now, officer! You are totally addicted to my cock."
Jake was loving every second, his huge cock swinging hard between his legs, pre cum dripping onto the ground. "Fuck yes! Harder, sir! Use my straight cop ass! It's yours now!" he moaned loudly, no shame left, just pure bliss as Alex railed him deeper, hitting that spot over and over. Alex reached around, jacking Jake's thick monster cock roughly. "Cum for me when I say, slut." He thrust wild, grunting, the butter making sloppy sounds as he humiliated the manly cop—spitting on his back, calling him "Officer cumdump."
The scene dragged on, Alex slowing to edge himself, then speeding up, fucking Jake into the dirt ground as people casually walked around them. Sweat poured off both, Jake's muscles flexing as he pushed back, ass gripping like a vice. Finally, Alex buried deep and unloaded, hot ropes flooding Jake's guts. "Take my load, officer cumdump!" That triggered Jake—he shot hands-free, ropes of cum splattering the ground, his body convulsing in ecstasy.
Panting, Alex pulled out, cum dripping from Jake's wrecked hole. The officer stayed bent over, ass up, quivering, his handsome blank face resting sideways on the ground. Alex suddenly shouted, "Does anyone here have a marker?"
"I do," the popcorn stand vendor said casually, handing over a thick black Sharpie.
"Thanks." Alex knelt and wrote boldly on Jake's asscheeks: "Fuck this cumdump for only 20$." And then drew an arrow pointing straight to the gaping, cum-leaking hole. Alex stood, smirking down at his handiwork. Then he tugged off Jake's boots, placing them side by side next to Jake's head—like tip jars.
Closing his eyes, Alex tweaked the mind dome around the fair. Now, every guy over 18 in the fair got hit with horniness overload—dicks hard, balls aching, desperate for a tight hole to dump in. And boom, Jake was right there as a savior. The first to notice was a fat older dude in a flannel shirt with a beer gut and tented pants. He waddled over, eyes glazing at the sight, whipped out his stubby cock, knelt, and shoved inside the officer. "Ahh, yeah, you're tighter than my wife..." he grunted, pumping away as Jake moaned happily, still addicted and blissed out.
Behind him, a line formed quick. A buff guy in jeans, hard-on raging out of his fly, waited patiently. Then a dude with his girlfriend, the young man let go of her hand. "Sorry babe, gotta fuck this cumdump real quick. Be right back." She just smiled obliviously as her boyfriend joined the queue, already unzipping.
Vendors abandoned stalls—corn guy, pretzel dude, even the Ferris wheel operator—all rushing over, cocks out, forming a snaking line of horny men. "Damn, look at that ass," one muttered. "20 bucks? Worth it." Another said.
The fat guy finished with a groan, pumping his load deep inside Jake. The man then pulled out and put 20$ into one boot. The next in line dove right in, thrusting hard, making Jake yelp in pleasure. Alex grinned widely, turning to leave, Jake's moans echoed behind him, getting railed non-stop. The mind dome around the fair would hold strong till nightfall.
13 hours later, night fell. The fair was now a ghost town—stands shuttered, lights off, it was dark and cold. Alex strolled back, the mind dome was fading weakly now.
There was Jake, still on all fours in the same spot he had left him, ass up high. Anyone else would be freaked out by the sight, but not Alex, the sight made him hard. Jake's hole was a mess—gaping wide, raw and red, crusted with dried cum from god knows how many dudes. Hundreds, easy. Muscles trembled from exhaustion, but that cock addicted look lingered in his eyes. The boots? Overflowing with twenties—crumpled bills spilling out, a small fortune.
"Thank you for your service, officer cumdump. Your ass made me quite some money today." He gave that abused cheek a hard spank, making Jake jolt and moan weakly. "Stand up!" Jake stood up shakily, his big flaccid cock dangling out, cum-streaked thighs quivering. Alex caressed his handsome stoic face, thumb tracing those full lips. "But I'm sure you'll earn me a lot more tomorrow." He shoved his thumb into Jake's warm mouth, and the officer sucked on it obediently. "Maybe we'll put this front hole to use too—add a urinal function to it. I'm sure the men here would love an open-air urinal."
With a mental nudge, Alex commanded Jake to pull up his pants and grab the money-filled boots. "Let's go home now, officer cumdump. Let's get you some food. Your holes are gonna make me a very rich man in the next few days. Don't worry, you'll get paid in the end by becoming my permanent cumdump." Jake nodded eagerly, eyes glazed with submission, following Alex into the night with a smile on his face.
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