MAKER'S ICING
The buff, handsome and masculine male model was complaining to his assistant as he entered the photo shoot location, "I don't want to do that shoot! The concept is so faggy!"
"Dude, this is what the client wanted for the swimwear line we agreed to advertise!" the assistant mentioned.
"Why did you have to sign me up to be a model for product for gays. Ugh, you know I don't like dealing with them!" the model grumbled.
The assistant waisted, "because all our other brands pulled out because you got cancelled for being a petty harrasser."
"The girls liked me flirting with them," the model insisted.
"I am not going to go through this with you again," the assistant said the pointed to the door, "enter the studio, the photographer is waiting for you."
The model rolled his eyes and entered the studio, which was fully set up. A middle aged man holding a camera came up to him and shook his hand, "I am Maker."
"Yeah. Can we not make this shoot too faggy please?" the model said firmly.
Maker nodded, "sure. Let's just make it sexy. The theme is birthday and you can wear the white trunks there."
Reluctantly, the model went and got the trunks and wore it. He looked in the mirror and was pleased at his hard body, but was pissed at how he looked like a gay bar gogo dancer.
The Maker asked him to hold the cake and pose. Despite his continuous complaints, the photographer was patient with him.
"Okay, I want to see you lick the icing from the cake," Maker instructed.
"Ugh. Too faggy," the model murmured but did ut anyway. But as soon as his tongue touched the white icing, his brain burst with energy, ecstasy and excitement. His face lit up, "fuck. That was the best thing I tasted."
"Oh, that icing is also high protein," the Maker said then passed an aerosol bottle onto him, "here. You can take this directly."
He was consumed with too much excitement that he just opened his mouth and let the icing enter. He became more alive and excited.
The Maker kept taking pictures. He needed it for the promotion of this potential mannequin of his.
The model was so eager that the icing made a mess on his body.
The model looked sad when he consumed the whole bottle. He then started devouring the cake.
The Maker got another bottle, pushed down his pants and placed icing on his dick, "I got more here."
The model, with his mind already infiltrated with the Maker's subduing chemicals, crawled to the Maker and started sucking the cock.
The Maker moaned, "yeah keep doing that. And you'll get the more important icing. Ahhhh!"
The Maker came in his mouth and he swallowed it all.
The Maker played with his hair, "you're better being a man's plaything, you horrible harrasser."
"Yes... yes Master Maker."
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