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He loves being addicted to his cigarettes so much, and he knows he looks good smoking them. He never misses a chance to fill his lungs with more of the smoke and tar that they desperately need. His family still nags him about the damage he’s doing to his lungs, but they just don’t understand the intense pleasure he gets from destroying his lungs with his delicious smokes. Eventually they will have to accept that he will never quit choosing pleasure.

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By the time he could buy his own cigs, his 3 older brothers had made sure he is a pack a day smoker by keeping him well supplied

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It's our duty as smokers to recruit more nonsmokers to our side just as we were set free

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The toxic push arounds that turn into gentle embraces when he submits to smoking, are the dynamics the team uses to condition John into oblivious addiction

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Finally Tom could hire a flat where smoking indoors was allowed. He made good use of it, sucking down his 1,5ppd of Reds even in the bedroom so that his lungs could get the second-hand smoke even while sleeping.

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Every time Tom was in his flat, he made sure to wear the same sweater and pair of sweats as he smoked throughout the day. This was because he enjoyed the layers of smoke building up on them. It was also because his non-smoker buddy James jokingly asked for Tom’s smoky clothes.

It had been about 3 months since Tom started this and James’ birthday was coming up. He thought of giving this set of clothes to James as a gift. He’d normally smoke with the window open. But for the week leading up to James’ birthday, he decided to close the window to make sure the clothes absorbed all the smoke it could. He chained cigarettes on his bed, getting excited at the thought of his buddy wearing his clothes.

Finally, the day of James’ birthday came. He smoked a couple cigarettes before he removed the sweater and sweats. He smelled them deeply, enjoying the combination of his musk and smoke. He folded it neatly and put it into a ziploc bag to lock in the smell, before putting it into a birthday themed bag.

James invited him over to his place to hangout for the day. As soon as James opened the door, Tom brought him in for a hug. “Happy birthday buddy, a gift for you.” James chuckled, “Man, you reek of smoke. Thanks for the gift.” Tom chuckled back, “I always do. You like it though.” The two then entered James’ flat.

They sat on the couch, and Tom told James to open the bag. “A sweater and a pair of sweats? What’s so special about it?”, James asked. “Trust me, take it out of the ziploc. You’ll like it.”, Tom said, a fat grin on his face.

James did as he was told, and the sharp smell hit him immediately. “Oh fuck, is this what I think it is? I didn’t think you’d actually do it.” He was in shock, but very happy. “Wore those at home for three months without washing. Made sure to smoke in them always.”, Tom smiled. James brought the clothes to his face and inhaled deeply. “Fuck they smell so good, like you but more intense. Can I… wear them?”, he hesitated. “Of course, that’s why I gave them to you. I know you want to.”, Tom replied.

James immediately removed his clothes to put his gift on. The smell of Tom’s musk and smoke was overwhelming him in a good way. The sweats failed to hide his excitement. Tom lit up two Reds, offering one to James. “About time you started smoking too.”, Tom said. James took the cigarette with no hesitation, smoking it like he was a long-time smoker. The second the nicotine hit, he was in heaven. Tom put his hand on James’ crotch, signaling him to feed him his load.

An hour and many cigarettes later, the two were spent and in a state of ecstasy. James’ musk mixed with Tom’s on his clothes, creating an even more potent scent. “Best birthday gift ever.”, James said. They continued to celebrate James’ birthday.

It didn’t take long for James to match Tom’s 1.5 ppd habit. Eventually, James moved in with Tom, chaining Reds together everyday and wearing each other’s musk and smoke-filled clothes.

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I’d been struggling with low libido for a while now. I confided in my best friend James about it, and he recommended me to go see Dr. Alex Jones. He hyped him up, saying that he also helped him recover from the same thing I was going through. He emphasised though to mention that James referred me.

I booked an appointment immediately for the next day. In the doctor’s waiting room, I saw his many awards and pictures of him receiving said awards. “Damn, he’s hot and smart?”, I thought to myself. Eventually my turn came and I was greeted by his beautiful smile. I was in awe.

The consultation proceeded like any other. He heard me out about my low libido and assured me it was normal, even for young men. I really found myself getting lost in his eyes, since he was so beautiful. In my daze, I mentioned that I found him attractive. He chuckled, “Thanks, I get that a lot.” I almost forgot to say that James referred me. When I did, his polite smile turned into a knowing smirk.

He cleared his throat and opened up a drawer, pulling out a pack of Marlboro Reds and putting it on the table between us. I was shocked, what kind of doctor encourages smoking? Even with this, I remembered all his awards and how much James recommended him, so I decided to trust the process.

“Okay, I know this seems quite unorthodox but it’s the best thing I can prescribe to treat your libido issues. I’m guessing you don’t smoke?”, he asked, that smirk still on his face.

I shook my head. “Alright, follow me and I can teach you.” He led me out through the fire exit of his office, ending up at the private parking lot for doctors. He brought out his own pack, pulling two out, putting one in his lips and giving me the other one. He first demonstrated how to light it, inhale properly, ash it, and whatnot. Then, he let me do it myself.

I coughed during my first few drags. He pat my back and encouraged me to continue. By my fifth drag, I inhaled deeply and stopped coughing. I felt the nicotine reach my brain and was in heaven. I groaned in pleasure, my gray sweatpants unable to hide how much I was enjoying. Dr. Jones noticed, and said it was working already. As I smoked, I got the urge to release my load. Dr. Jones immediately got on his knees and went to work. I finished in his mouth at the same time I finished my cigarette. It was the best feeling ever.

He got back up and fixed himself, before bringing us back to his office. I was still in ecstasy. He told me to see him every two weeks to monitor my progress, and that’d become once a month once I reached a pack a day. He put that fresh pack in a bag, along with a lighter and ashtray. “For best results, I recommend smoking inside your home.”, he said. I nodded as he led me out. “Thank you Dr. Jones.”, I said while shaking his hand. “Please, call me Alex.” With that, he smiled and I left.

I couldn’t wait to get back home and smoke another one. On my way home, I called James and thanked him. I followed the treatment plan well, and it only took me a month to reach a pack a day. Alex was pleased with my progress, and my libido issues were gone. We’d become closer as time went on, starting to see each other as friends and hanging out more.

A year passed and a friend called me up, talking to me about his libido issues. I smirked, immediately recommending him to visit Alex.