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All Leon could see was white. His eyes fluttered open slowly, brows furrowed as the bright of the light sent his head spiraling in pain. A figure came into view, blocking the light from Leons eyes.
“Who’re…”
Leons head was suddenly yanked upward by his hair, forcing him to grunt in pain. The face that graced his vision was not graceful at all. Victor Gideon.
“I told you we were going to have a talk.” His hand slipped to hold Leons face by his jaw, his jeweled thumb carefully caressing the mans stubble.
Slowly, Leons entire body began to feel odd. His face, ears, and hands grew painstakingly hot. His mouth ran dry, and he felt like he needed to move — but his hands and ankles were tied down. He blinked hard, his eyes sensitive to the bright light in what looked to be an operating room. Something about Gideons touch left a burning, tempting feeling upon Leons skin.
“Wh-What did you do?!” Leon barked, trying to fight whatever feeling that was trying to take over him. He was so dizzy, the room began to spun — multiple images of Gideon standing menacingly before him.
“Yes… relax.” Gideon hissed, his snake like tongue flicking out from between his golden teeth. “What did I do indeed?” Gideon sat on the sofa across from Leon, flicking the button on a remote, which removed the electronic binds from Leons extremities. Gideon sat back slightly, his legs crossed. With nothing to keep him down, Leon fell forward onto the carpet beneath them.
Leon struggled to get up, his arms violently shaking as he could barely hold up his own weight. Sweat beaded down his face, huffing aggressive, gruff breaths just to try and swallow the disgusting feelings that began to boil inside him.
“Do you feel it?” Gideon questioned as Leon slowly crawled closer to him, a smirk spread across his grotesque face.
Leon wasn’t sure what he was feeling, when he tried to speak, he couldn’t form any words; drool merely pooling down his lip. He managed to lift his hand, grabbing ahold of Gideons knee. The brunette struggled to pull himself forward, looking up at Gideon from the floor. For some reason, gazing upon him made a tight, lustful feeling form in Leons gut.
“O-Oh God…” Leon whined, his head hanging in shame. He barely caught on, realizing Gideon had managed to drug him.
“Give in…” Gideon hissed, once again caressing Leons soft, brunette shag. Leon looked up at him, meeting the older mans gaze. Leons grey eyes were glazed over and hazey, a definite tell that he wasn’t all there.
“Y-Yes…” Leon finally managed to pull himself upward, his hands gripping Gideons shoulders as his legs quaked, struggling to keep himself in place. He pulled one knee upward, resting it on the sofa as he bucked his hips against Gideons knee. “P-Please… help…”
Leon sounded immensely frustrated, biting his lip and avoiding Gideons gaze by hiding behind his bangs as he forced his groin against the peak of Gideons knee.
“What’s the matter dear?” Gideon teased, keeping his hands to himself. Leon huffed, letting out a long whimper. “Can’t get it up, old man?” The snake like mutant leaned closer to the smaller man, his hot breath offending Leons nostrils, although he couldn’t focus on the unpleasantries.
“D-Dont be a bully…” Leon whined, huffing and puffing like an old dog in heat. Gideon chuckled.
“What can I do for you?”
Leon opened his mouth to speak, quickly biting his tongue. He couldn’t possibly risk his pride for quick pleasure. He had to regain his composure. Despite his efforts to be stronger, his hips continued to buck and wiggle against Gideon.
“If you want me to do something for you, you have to do something for me.” Gideon sneered, tipping Leons chin upward to face him, his thumb pressing on the vulnerable mans lip. Leon inhaled sharply, suddenly taking Gideons pale thumb into his mouth and sucking on it gently. “Ah. You’re such a smart boy.”
Gideon kicked Leon to the floor like a mutt before unbuckling his belt, wiggling down his trousers and pulling out his two, deep purple and moist hemipenes. Leon choked out a sob, glaring up at him — it quickly melted into an expression of longing desire as his eyes fell upon the fallic tendrils. He quickly returned to his place between Gideons lap, glancing upward quick as if waiting for a sign of approval.
Gideon nodded, watching as Leon grabbed onto the base of the grotesque sex object, taking the length of the two pulsating rods into his mouth eagerly.
“Mmmph, mmm. Mmmmph, mmmmh.”
The brunette licked, swirled his tongue, and sucked. It was foul. It was the most foul and disgusting act he had over done. His entire body trembled as he used his hand to pump the base of Gideons cock, kissing the tip of one of the cocks before swallowing down the whole 8 inch length, his throat tight around it.
“Ahh,” Gideons head fell back against the head rest, a pleased, wide toothed grin spread across his mug. Leon ignored the ache in his jaw, his free hand wrestling with his own belt, freeing his only semi-hard cock from his jeans. He palmed at his sad excuse of an erection, trying to feel something as he choked down Gideons length.
“Now, is that polite? You can’t wait your turn?” Gideon clicked his tongue, shaking his head. “What a greedy boy.”
Leons mouth was stuffed, he couldn’t possibly respond. He continued to work the other mans length, in hopes Gideon would spill his wonderful seed down his aching gullet.
What a disgusting thought. Leon felt his stomach flip upside down as a thick, warm substance spilled down his throat. He coughed and gagged, pulling away — making a mess between Gideons cocks and his stubbled chin. Leon looked up at him with wide eyes, searching for approval. He ached. He just wanted the same release.
“Why, yes.” Gideon purred, that distasteful grin never leaving his blackened lips. “You did quite the good job, Leon.” A sheepish smile spread across Leons messied lip, the approval going straight to his weak boner. It twitched pathetically. Gideon pulled Leon onto his lap, grabbing his semi-hard dick between his hand with his own cocks, jerking them off together. Leon hissed at the contact with the other mans foul genitalia, his hands balling into fists in the fabric of the freaks snakeskin duster.
’No thanks, bro..!’ Leon thought, unable to muster the words as he whined and whimpered. He couldn’t fight Gideons touch, his head lulling to the side as pleasure rolled over him in waves. They sat like this together for many moments, Gideon stroking Leons cock in a way almost akin to a long term lover would. Leon held up long, but his stamina was already well spent. Most of his movements and moans were involuntary, sounding off only for the fact the drug harshly increased his sensitivity to such sultry actions.
Leon yelped as he suddenly painted white belts of cum onto Gideons stomach, ruining his deep purple, velvet vest. His hands dragged down his face, embarrassed by the noises leaving his mouth.
“Is that better? Is it wearing off?” Gideon questioned, his hand lingering on Leons cock, squeezing it teasingly. His free hand traveled to Leons neck, fingers invading the toxic flesh. “Sorry I couldn’t bother to give you any better answers. This was still quite the talk, no?”
Leon huffed tiredly, his thoughts jumbled and his mind tired. Gideon set the man down on the sofa, straightening his duster when he stood. Why would he do this? What was the intention? Just to slow him down? Why didn’t get kill him while he was down?
“Why don’t you get some sssleep…” The doctor hissed as he dipped out into the dark hallway, leaving Leon to bask under the bright light of the operating room. Leon struggled to get up, he tried, but the drug was still strong in his system.
“You’re sick!” Leon seethed, trying and failing to get up again.
“Don’t get cocky, Leon!” Gideon disappeared deep into the hospital, his ugly cackle bouncing off the walls eerily, leaving Leon alone with his guilt.