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Sin Tech Expo

In a large darkened hall holding tens of thousands of people, lit only with some sparsely placed dim white lights, there was an audible audience chit chat.

The sound of hand tapping on microphone resonates across the room and the room immediately quiets, then a low and booming voice spoke over the loudspeakers.

Ladies and gentleman, welcome to a Sin Tech Expo, you have heard the rumours, you have speculated, and now the wait is over. Please give a warm welcome your host today, someone who needs no introduction, our Senior Vice President of Trans-Global Marketing, Tooooommy Biiiiittersweet!

The light in the room goes crazy, lasers race hectically across the hall and bright lights start flashing, then the bright beams focussed on the centre stage, the audience applause loudly and cheers ran across the room.

From the shadows a figure started to appear, a lithe frame that eventually made itself into the light, a young boy who looked to be 11 maybe 12 was illuminated. He was impeccably dressed in a smart navy three-piece suit with faint closely knit stripes and all the trimmings, with the gold chain of a pocket watch peeking just outside of the unbuttoned jacket, who raised his arms to wave at the welcoming crowd, causing the cheers to go through the roof.

The boy was perfection personified, straight golden blond hair in a short smartly styled cut, pale but by no means pasty skin, and a slim athletic build with no visible baby fat, standing at 4'6" [1.37 m]. His face was a wealth of exquisite features, wide, bright, blue and green heterochromatic eyes, small and boyish face with just enough femininity to entice the most masculine of men, longer than it is wide, with a smile that shone brighter than the rainbow lasers that had settled into pillars next to him. A master sculptor from aeons past would have been awed by his beauty, if angels were real, they would surely envy the boy on the stage.

He raises his arms to wave at his guests at all angles, "Thank you, thank you," he eventually spoke out after a couple of turns, second repetition louder than the first, turning his waving gesture to one that tried to clam the room. The audience hushed and silence befell the room.

"Thank you," the boy said in one last run, better enunciated than before, before clasping his hands together and taking a light bow.

"Welcome," he began anew, "to a very special Sin Tech Expo keynote. This is our most exciting launch in recent memory, maybe ever, even if I say so myself," the boy's sweet soprano voice spoke, carried with a microphone to speaker laced throughout the hall, some small cheers could be hear. If a sweet sound could melt ice, this voice threatens to turn the room into molten lava.

"But before we go ahead, what keynote would this be if we don't blow our own trumpet at least a little bit," the boy said with a mischievous grin, then taking a pause. "For over 200 years, Sin Tech has been a leader in science and technology, our work on meeting those primal human pleasures had transformed the market, revolutionising markets after markets, our innovations in medicine, engineering, and genetics had broken the shackles placed on us by nature itself and taken the human race, literally, further than it had ever been," he said dramatically, another pause.

"But in case you think you might have stumbled on the wrong launch, let me assure you, right now, there's nowhere else you should be. We are all here to celebrate our latest and most exciting innovation in the pleasure boy market." Tommy said to the apprehensive and excited audience. "And it cannot be overstated how monumental this statement is, in this market, Sin Tech had introduced several game changers over the last century, from our products in bondage, which I know many of you still enjoy, to the medicines that extended the usable periods of a pleasure boy by almost 40%, and genetics advancements that gave us the opportunity to provide clients with custom pleasure boys to meet their particular tastes, not to mention age locking technology that had become so advanced that no one, including a few here in the audience, need to experience ageing ever again, which inadvertently accelerated space colonisation projects with the fear of time past and the need for cryo freeze now removed. At least, for those that can afford it," the audience was buzzing, many were shaking with excitement.

"Just how successful are we?" the boys said teasingly "Just kidding, I'm sure you know perfectly well how successful we are, but here's a reminder, voted 'Top Lad' for three years running, Timmy Benton," Tommy said as a super stylishly dressed boy of around 13 appear on a small stage in the centre of the room, he stood and bounced, and waved in the circle to the again cheering audience, blowing kisses, and twerking his hips at the people closest to him that paid top dollars for the close up.

The boy and straight auburn hair, tanned bronze skin and green eyes that captivates those to laid eyes upon him. Across the room, several more copies of the boy was projected above the audience, which were so realistic that if you were to reach up to them you may be surprised to not feel flesh, a twist and a twirl later, the 'boy' quickly changed to a difference outfit, that showed much more skin, though giving away that even the one on the central display stage was a mere projection.

"What? You didn't think we were going to be able to bring him here did you? He's a busy boy!" Tommy joked with the audience who booed in response, though clearly in a humorous way. "Ok, ok, here's another, voted 'King of the Playground' for two years running, Eeeedddiieee Gardener!" The boy loudly introduced, and the project of Timmy of replaced by another boy that looked about 8 or 9, with long dark hair, and slightly bulgy cheeks that held the last of his baby fat, though by no means fat himself, quite the opposite. In his small antique green 'Toys Story' briefs, and colourful cotton socks, it left little to the imagination, the boy was, depending on the eye of the beholder, every bit as attractive as the boy he replaced, though not quite as attractive as the boy on stage. Tommy paused and waited patiently to allow the audience to ogle on the handsome young boy.

"And who can forget," he finally carried on after almost two minutes. "A boy who won just about every fucking award for ten consecutive years, including the fucking award, finally having to pull himself out and ban himself from nominations to give other boys a chance, a boy that was voted boy god of all time," the audience murmurring became louder as the boy spoke, becoming more excited than even when the two incredibly attractive boy moved seductively in front of their eyes. "Seriously, I hope you haven't forgotten, Tooooommmmyyyy Biiiitttersweet!!!" he finally announced, louder than ever.

This time music played loudly in the hall, and several projections of the boy god appeared in different parts of the room, almost half of which were only in their underwear, some even less, showing off the boy's rather unimposing but nevertheless as perfect as the rest of him, cocklet and shapely balls. Some renditions were even a dressed in plastic suits, fluffy animal tail butt plug and cat ears, and nappies, to satisfy the more esoteric people in the audience. Needless to say, the audience roared, and clapped, and stood, and cheered, then repeated again as the projections paraded around the room.

Finally, two minutes later, the real boy on the main stage snapped his fingers and all of the projections disappeared at once, prompting loud 'dawww's from the onlookers. "Now, time for the main event," he said, more seriously now.

"Wwoooowww yeah!" A stray cheers at the front of the hall right next to Tommy vocalised. "Alright, Ronald, easy on the ass kissing, I already said we can spend some time tonight," Tommy said. "You can save that for later," he finished with a grin and a wink.

Of course, even though, as you may have guessed, Tommy had in the past been a pleasure boy and a mechanise of Sin Tech, he had long since been granted his freedom, and as SVP of Trans-Global Marketing for the leading corporation in the known galaxy, he had no obligation to meet men ever again, but sometimes he does like to indulge and having the option to choose the men he sleeps with was a great perk for the now free boy.

"A century ago, pleasure boys were a rare commodity, whist struggling families didn't shy away from selling their children to make ends meet, their short shelf life, even with the medical advance we had back then, meant that less than 2% of household could afford to have a regular pleasure boy to meet the libido of men whose wives didn't have the same energy, that changed with the advent of our age locking therapy, but things didn't really kick off until we perfected that 50 years ago, where we can now keep anyone in their chosen prime indefinitely," Tommy said solemnly.

"Today, 60% of homes that have any desire to own a child slave has one, and their purpose has extended far beyond simply pleasure. Families would acquire slaves for cooking, cleaning, and chores, but, the core purpose of acquiring child slaves remained unchanged, 80% of owners said that the primary purpose of acquiring a child slave remained to be for sex," Tommy said as he strode across the stage, hand waving to emphasise his points and charts and tables floating behind him.

"But, we had one big problem," Tommy said, making an attempt to lower his voice, succeeding somewhat. "kids just don't like having sex with men, or most women, for that matter, our research shows that around 70% of pleasure boys don't enjoy having sex with their masters, leaving roughly 30% who were indifferent or better, and only a fraction of 1% truly enjoys the sex," he said, waving his hands and shrugging his shoulder. "This was done by direct observations, so the boy could not fake his response, and we know well enough to spot the difference."

"Even with the best slut schools money can pay for, a pleasure boy that graduates from these schools only pretend to like cocks, I mean, why would you send a pleasure boy to a slut school if their already liked cocks, and more experienced men, that is most of you, can tell in one fucking whether the boy truly enjoyed it."

"And, if there's one thing that all of the best pleasure boys in the galaxy have in common," Tommy said dramatically again. "It's that we fucking love cocks."

"We love it when you ram your big cocks in our tiny boy pussy," he announced, as a loud bang and a bright flash of light coordinated precisely with the appearance of boys in the halls getting fucked, from boys that were just projected earlier to other boys well known by the audience, including yours truly. They were getting fucked in all imaginable and unimaginable lewd positions, and the room immediately filled with high pitched lustful squeals.

"We love it, it when we get to lick your juicy cocks and suck your hairy balls," he said, another bang and another flash of light as more boys appeared doing just that, with ecstatic groaning and moaning joining in with the chorus.

"We even love it when a few of you try to go at us at once." No bangs or flash of light this time, but energetic music started to increase in volume as some of the boys disappeared and the men remained, who turned their attention towards the fake boys, with each one now having to deal with at least three cocks at the same time, if not more.

"What we love most of all though, is when you give us your thick, creamy jizz," he finally said, the projections of the men around the stage started to grunt. "We love it when you cum in our pussy." The ass-fuckers grunted as they collectively climaxed and deposited seed deep into their simulated partners, joining the squeals of delights from the boys who themselves were bucking and writhing in their wet or dry orgasms. "We love it when we swallow you creamy load." As partners across the hall pumped cum into the little boys' hungry tummy, some directly into filled mouths, some apparently half way down the little boys' throats, and some at a distance shooting into eager mouths. "We even love it when you just fucking cum of our face." Ropes of fake cum flew everyone as the last of the boys received their creamy shower. Some members of the audience actually flinched, fearing that the fake cum would land on them. All of these happened in the carefully curated music to build momentum.

"We fucking love every drop of it." He finished as a big picture of Tommy appeared behind him, kneeling on the floor, dressed in a blue pair of briefs covered with pictures of footballs, a game almost as old as time, covered in what must have been a bucket of of cum, covering nearly every inch of his face and upper body, his perfect blond hair weighed down with a thick coat of cum, but sporting a happy smile holding both hands up in 'V' signs.

"That's from this morning, I sucked off the whole board, twice, told them I needed it for my marketing material, even Gabe joined in," Tommy said. "It was fucking awesome," he said proudly with a subtle nod and a small smile.

"So, ten years ago we finally decided to go about solving this age old problem, we had a simple goal, to help boys enjoy the service they provide their masters so everyone's happy, the masters can be happy with the service they receive from their genuinely willing and eager pleasure boys, and the boys can take pleasure from their masters," Tommy carried on, more professionally now "and with a combination breakthroughs from retro-virus gene splicing, and nano-mechanical enhancements, we are now at a stage where we'd like to share with you our results."

"Allow me to introduce to you, Sam and Jake," Tommy said as he raised both arms, and two figures appeared next to him, both dressed in clothes common for a boy. "Their parents got into a bit of financial struggle, and as a result, they decided that they would sell their child and accept the government injunction," he introduced, referring to the government injunction whereby parents who struggled to meet their financial obligation are allowed to sell their children to raise funds, but in return, will not be allowed to have children for their remaining days, more so to avoid them turning themselves into professional baby factories, since the breeding of children for slavery purposes requires a special licence, and also to exert control over the supply of child slaves, than to protect the welfare of future children.

Both boys were handsome and slimly built, and Jake was just an edge more muscular then Sam. Sam had medium length blond hair, sitting on a slightly squarish face just short of his blue eyes, and Jake had brown hair that were cut pretty short and styled upwards, on a face that looked a little punkish.

"After Sin Tech acquired the boys, they were chosen to be the one of the test subjects for our experiments, though not quite taking equal parts, we treated them equally, but Jake was intended as a control against Sam, who will actually receive the procedure," Tommy continued in the middle of the motionless projection of the boys.

"They were sent to our special facility specifically designed for experimenting with this procedure, which was modelled like a school. The boys knew they have been sold by their parents, of course, and knew what their likely fate would be, but were sent to the school ostensibly to learn the skills they need for their future, since it was modelled after a school and they were taught varying skills from normal school work to house cleaning, cooking and gardening, some of the graduates had taken up work in our executives canteen, although I understand that they're more often the recipient of special sauce than the one giving them out," Tommy joked and the audience giggled.

"No doubt they thought they had struck it lucky and spared the 'horrors' of brothels or house pleasure boys that most child slaves are destined for," Tommy continued more seriously, making quotation marks with his fingers at the word 'horror', since he had loved every second of his previously indentured life.

"The facility can house around 70 children, and we filled it with actors around Sam and Jake's age. In the beginning, both boys were very apprehensive and uncertain of the purpose of the school," Tommy said. "But they soon settled into their new life there."

"Of course, the purpose of the experiment was to examine the efficacy of our treatments in turning a normal heterosexual child into a slutty little boy that looks forward to receiving his master's cock, so early on in the experiment we aimed to ascertain their sexuality, and if they were found to be homosexuals, they would have been replaced," the well dressed boy carried on with the long winded background and the audience listened intently.

"The actors were thus tasked with seducing Sam and Jake, so actors of both sexes were soon befriending the boys, and to ensure that the environment doesn't inhibit homosexual tendency as children often suppresses these desires, other actors in the facility were already playing the parts of existing couples, both homosexual and heterosexual couples, with both adults and children at the facility openly accepting the apparent existence of these relationships."

"Sure enough, each boy soon found their female mate, and though the advances of male actors were appreciated, after two weeks at the facility, Sam and Jake eventually rejected them in favour of the girls that were also available."

"We were pleased to learn that they were, afterall, heterosexual," Tommy said, as the projections now come to life, each joined by a female projection as the 3D pictures were replaced by footage captured from the facility, footage the showed the nervous young boys, now dressed in plain light blue uniform-like clothes, courting their mate, eventually sharing deep, wet, and passionate kisses. "Very heterosexual," Tommy repeated, as several more projections appeared across the room, showing the boys receiving and giving oral sex to their partners, and volume of their interactions raised slightly so the audience could hear the moans and sighs of the children as they projected footage of the children in the midst of powerful orgasms. "Very, very, heterosexual," Tommy repeated again, as yet more projections appeared, this time depicting the children in the heat of penetrative sex in all manners of positions, and from the footage, appeared to have been taken place in different parts of the facility, from toilets and cupboards for some quick stand up sex, to wild games in the yard, and of course, in the comfort of their own room.

"When they arrived at the facility, they were assigned random room mates to two person dorms, we assigned a boy for each of them first, so that we could keep a close eye of any homosexual tendencies, and though they are obviously not homosexuals, this also allowed us to confirm how they feel," Tommy explained as the children continued to fornicate around him. "We also gave them the option to apply to change room mates, which of course they did, choosing to bunk with their girl, or just plain bunk them, two weeks after they arrived at the facility, just as they wanted to move forward in their relationship with our female actors," he said as he pointed towards a projection of Sam furiously fucking his girl from behind in a rather challenging position, both were laying sideways along the bed, and as Sam's right hand held onto the girl's hips, his right hand held onto her thigh, just above the knees, young cock thrusting quickly in and out of the girl's pussy, both partners dressed only in a pair of plain white socks.

"It was actually quite cute, I think they felt sorry about leaving their original room mate," Tommy commented. "Although I think that feeling may have disappeared after the first night," he said, nodding at a depiction of Jake fucking his girl in a classic missionary position, again, both dressed only in a pair of white socks.

As Tommy finished, the noise in the room rose to fever pitch, and all of the boys and girls in the room orgasmed in unison, though likely most of the footage of the girls were probably just faking their orgasm.

"Both Sam and Jake came to us as virgins, a status that they lost rather quickly, and to allow them to explore their sexuality fully, we allowed things to continue for a further six weeks," Tommy said as the footage of Sam and Jake having sex began to fade out. "On the first morning of their ninth week at the facility, they were told to report to the principal office, when they were raped for the first time," he said matter of factly.

Projections of Sam and Jake fully clothed appeared, this time, rather than simply displaying 3D footage of the children, it was a 2D projection of the event of their first rape, with each projection showing the videos of the boys side by side. It started out innocent enough, but things soon took a darker turn.

On the screens in front of the audience, Sam could be seen entering room. "Excuse me, Miss," Sam said meekly as he entered the serious looking room. He was surprised to see a man in the room, since the principal was a woman, who was nowhere to be found. Jake's scene was similar but with a different man.

Surprise soon turned into shock and horror, as the men violently approached their boys and grabbed their arm with one hand whilst the other went ahead to rip their shirt off. "Wait, what are you doing? Stop!!" the boys shouted, attempting to get away from their man in vain, soon, the shirts were ripped from their bodies and the boys bared their chest, sweet small nipples and smooth toned chests coming into view.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" Stop!! Help! HELP!!" the boys shouted, screaming for help that would never come and still struggling against their silent man, who now pushes them onto the ground. Predictably, the man started to tug on the boys' trousers, and instead of trying to push the man away with their free hand, both boys used their free hand to hold on to their trousers, which didn't help, since their rape had been planned and their trousers had been designed such that the right pull would rip them apart with little effort, and so the boys were left in their plain white briefs, socks, and plimsolls.

Jake was the first to catch on to what was happening, so while Sam continued to curse and asked the man to stop, Jake asked for mercy. "Please sir, please stop, I'll do anything you want, please don't do this." As he held on to the wrist of the man now molesting his thigh and legs, fondling his cock and balls through his briefs, momentarily forgetting that as a slave, there was nothing he could possibly offer the man other than his body, and even that wasn't his property, or perhaps he did, but didn't know any other ways to ask the man to stop. Sam too, caught on as the man molested him in a similar manner.

The boys pleas fell to deaf ears, and as the man tugged on their briefs. Clearly, someone at the production had made a mistake as they didn't rip apart as easily as the other garments did, so the men had to free the boy's arm and rip the boys' underwear with both hands. At this point Jake had resigned to his fate and was sobbing as the man tore his underwear apart, Sam, on the other hand, apparently still had some fight in him, as his man let go of his hand to tear his briefs, he tried to use both hands to push the man away, which had little effect, and then, to the surprise of the audience, he fisted up and took his best swing on the man's jaw.

"He's a little fighter, that one," Tommy commented. Sam's punch, of course, served only to annoy his tormentor, it coming from a small boy against a giant of man, he promptly paid for his actions as the man slapped hard across his face, still not saying a word. Sam squealed loudly in pain and all attempts to fight ceased. Both boys underwear soon joined the other ripped clothes scattered across the floor, exposing their 'privates' for everyone to see.

With the boys sufficiently undressed, the men stood up and started removing their own clothes, taking off their shirt and trousers and threw them on the floor, having not worn underwear or any kind of footwear or socks, they were nude in no time, with their giant erection standing proudly on their crotch, at nearly 9" [23 cm] and immensely thick to match, no doubt the boys saw it as even bigger in their eyes.

"O god, please, no, please don't do this, please sir, master, please," Jake begged after going his knees, utterly horrified by the sight in front of him, remembering his place as a slave. Sam's scene was not too dissimilar.

Still the man did not speak, they turned slightly and picked up a tub of lube already on the desk and started applying it to their massive tools, the boys were in tears, sobbing and crying as the lube gave away the intended destination of these giant monsters. "O god! NO! Please! Not that! It's too big!! Please… please! I'll jerk you off! Or… or use my mouth or something! Please!" They continued to beg for mercy that deep down, they knew would never come, it didn't even occur to them that they should try the door to make a run for it, which would have been no good in any case, as they had been locked shortly after the boys entered the room.

Silently, the men walked towards their boys, then they too went onto their knees, going down closely in front of the boys, pushing them roughly so that they fell on their back, exposing both boys' shrivelled cocklets again, which appeared to have shrunk into the boys' bodies in defence, their balls were acting in the same manner, making the thickening fuzz above the boys' tiny cocks more pronounced. What followed was a scene of brutal rape, though none of the audience seemed distressed, in fact, most were enjoying the erotic rape of the boys, as they began to lose their other virginity to the men.

"Ahhh owww, no, please, it's not going to fit, it'sss.s… ahhhh, it's too big, pppplllleeeeaseeee," Jake screamed as the men attempted to push their cocks in, and succeeding with the head of the cock. Everything continued as the boys once again begged for mercy, and telling the men that their massive cocks were too big for their virgin pussy, as though it wasn't obvious, but mostly it was just screams of pain.

"I almost feel a little sorry for them, they were pretty big cocks for their first fuck," Tommy said as the boys screamed from the men's attempt to reach full penetration.

Finally, then men were balls deep in the boys and stopped, the same could not be said of the boys complaints, however, which was just as well, as the men soon began pulling their cocks back and started fucking their boys, which brought the high pitched screams of pain to even newer highs.

Both Sam and Jake's faces were a mess a tear and snot, red with exertion and contorted with pain, as they laid on their backs, you could see the violent convulsion on their bodies and they screamed and tensed, so much so that you could see the boys' ribs on their chests, legs forced outward to accommodate the large man between them, legs that shook and tensed every time they felt the man moved inside them, no doubt if the plimsolls were not on, you would be able to see the boys' toes flex and bend and pain.

The men continued, the boys stopped begging, focussing more on the screaming rather than begging for mercy, eventually, the screaming too ceased, and reduced to coarse grunts and coughs of distress. Again, the men continued.

An eternity later, at least, an eternity for the boys, but about ten minutes for the audience, the men grunted and cummed inside their boy, then pulled out, and left the room without saying a word, leaving the sobbing and broken boys on the floor, cum and blood leaking from their violated arseholes. Tommy had debated whether to speed up some of the rape, as the action was quite monotonous, but he knew what his audience liked, so the scene remained uncut and played at normal speed.

"And that was their first time. Quite sweet don't you think?" Tommy said with a cheeky grin. "They were then taken away to a different facility, since this part of the experiment was over, they were treated for their wounds, but like I said, Sam also received the special gene splicing and nano-enhancements," Tommy said as the screens disappeared.

"This was day two," he started again, and screens lit up once more in front of the audience. It showed a plain room with a single mattress on the floor, barer than a prison cell, this time, the boys were dressed only in white briefs and socks, both were sat in the corner, hugging their knees, no doubt reliving the horrors of yesterday. The door opened, and immediate fear and horror fell upon the boys faces, a men strode into view, the same man as yesterday, in the nude, cock already erect and glistening with lube.

"No, no, please no, not again, I can't do it," Sam said as he attempted to back into the wall, head shaking in denial and tears streaming freely down his face. Jake reacted similarly.

The men approached the boys, still silent, ignoring all their pleas. As they reached their boy, a similar scene to yesterday followed, though this time someone clearly paid attention to the boys' underwear, which tore off with little resistance. The boys continued to plead in futility, even after their briefs were thrown away, pulled to the mattress, and pushed onto their back, and again, the boys legs were spread lewdly as their man took aim, and thrust.

This was when things started to look different, for the first split second, both screamed loudly at the pain of their second rape in as many days, but as Jake's wail of pain continued with his man trying to force more of his cock into the far too tiny hole, Sam's scream turned almost immediately from pain, to surprise, then a long, high-pitched moan as the cock entered far easier than expected.

Jake's scene was not that different from yesterday as the poor boy endured another brutal rape as his man pushed hard in an attempt to gain entry, and the audio of that footage was tuned down, Sam, on the other hand, was full of confusion rather than pain, the man soon had his whole cock inside the little blond boy, and instead of screaming in pain, his back arched, from where the man held onto his hips, and his head rolled backwards as he half moaned and squealed in what was pure pleasure. Both boys toes were flexing and bending in their pristine white socks, but for very different reasons.

With each movement the man made with his cock inside him, Sam squealed and turned, he held the man's arm tightly, not to push himself off, but to steady himself. By the man's third thrust, Sam tensed, and bucked, hands visibly tightening around the man's wrists, and it happened. He grunted loudly, high pitch sound resonated in the hall, and he rolled his head backward and arched his back even further than before as he orgasmed, squirting a few small jets of watery cum on his belly. No such luck for Jake, whose man had just about finished fighting for entrance into the boy's hole.

The videos continued, and again, Tommy allowed the scene to run its full course, the men fucked their boys, Jake wailing and crying at his rape, Sam squealing and writhing in confusing pleasure. As the men fucked, Sam continued to experience more orgasms, and by his third orgasm, which was barely a minute into the video, it was practically dry, his cock twitching in delight with a couple of drops of cum oozing out to land near his almost hairless crotch. Actual dry orgasms followed as the man fucked Sam to another half dozen orgasms before cumming himself, a rather poor performance by his standard, but the pretty boy's orgasmic milking was difficult to resist.

Jake was less lucky, his torment continued for another ten minutes before it was over. Both men immediately left their boy after their own orgasm, again silently, though Sam's fucker did give the exhausted boy an unscripted kiss on the forehead before leaving.

Jake was in the same state as yesterday, sobbing and crying on his bed, whereas Sam was just heavily breathing, recovering from all the orgasms he just had, and trying to process what just happened. Both boys had cum leaking out of their hole, with Jake's hole also leaking trails of red.

"As you can see, the effects of our treatments were pronounced and almost immediate," Tommy said after the video stopped. "A couple of things we should mention. The more experienced boy fuckers among you, so, all of you, would have noticed that Sam did not expel a lot of semen when he orgasmed, even for a 12 year old, and you're right, afterall, Sam is a healthy and developing young adolescent, and for those of you that had decent memory and at the right seats, you'd have noticed that some of the footage of Sam we played showed much more voluminous ejaculations with he cummed on his girlfriend's face," Tommy began to explain.

"The reason for this is that, in our experiments, we found that boys who were capable ejaculations fare significantly less well compared to boys who could only dry orgasm. They would enjoy anal sex just as we intended, but would tire quickly, and could generally only handle one fucking a day. To counter this, our treatments are administered alongside targeted regression so that our subjects sexual development is regressed to a stage when they were not capable of ejaculation, whilst other outward characteristics remained the same."

"Here they are after one week," Tommy went on, and the video renewed to a new day.

Sam was wrapped around his man, socked feet tucked behind his hips, and arms on his back, a continuous grunting and squealing pointing at the equally continuous pleasure raking through his body, the scene started as he was in the height of his first orgasm, which, if it wasn't obstructed by the man's back, would allow the audience to see that it was completely dry. As soon as the orgasm was over, Sam turned his head to his man, and turned up to engage in a deep sloppy kiss with him, before moaning into his partner's mouth as the man carried on fucking him.

Jake on the other hand, was much less joyous, he was on all fours, underwear discarded next to his socked feet but in one piece rather than torn apart, and grunting loudly as he man entered him.

"And in case you wondered, our treatment also works wonders for cock sucking," Tommy said.

Jake's scene continued to be one of the man fucking him on all fours, grunting and occasionally shouting, but no longer begging, his eyes were merely wet with tears rather than fully sobbing, though still twisted with pain. Sam's scene switched, he was on his knees and looking up as his man stood, a bright smile on his face as he licked the man's balls, and then running his lips up and down the long and leaky cock, before stretching his mouth to fit as much of the man into his mouth as he could into his tiny mouth. "Mmmmmm mmm" he moaned in delight as the cock entered, lapping up all of the pre-cum.

Sam continued to suck the man's cock hungrily as Jake continued to be abused. Eventually finishing in both men cumming in their partners, Jake once again receiving cum in his butt, whilst Sam received a giant load in his mouth, swallowing as much of the precious cum as he could, but not quite managing it.

When it was over, Jake's man soon left the room, and Jake laid on his bed on his own, no longer crying. Sam's man took his time, stroking the beautiful kneeling boy's hair and face, cum dripping around his mouth, who beamed a satisfied smile up at him. Sam was still playing gently with the man's cock, and a stray delayed squirt surprised him, landing across his small pointy nose, to which he responded with a giggle.

"As you can see, Sam was fully transformed in just a few days. And we concluded the experiment at two weeks, here, I will show you one last video. I won't show Jake's, it gets pretty boring from here, his man would turn up and he gets fucked, by the end he didn't fight anymore, and didn't even bother putting his undies on," Tommy said.

"On his last day in the facility, we decided to play a little joke on Sam," Tommy said as the video fired up again, this time only showing footage of Sam in plain white briefs and socks, sat on the bed with a couple of books, clearly his 'good' behaviour had earned him some privileges. The door creaked and Sam dropped the book with abandon and ran to the door.

As the door opened and he saw who was behind it, he made a surprised stop. "Hey Sam," a girl appeared, waving at the boy, a girl from what seemed like a lifetime ago. "O, hey Sarah, what're you doing here?" he asked.

"They took you away and didn't tell me where, and then they said I could see you if I want, how're you doing?" Sarah asked, concerned. "Ermm… I'm ok, I think," he said.

"I'm really happy to see you," she said. "Yeah… me too," Sam said a little nervously, as Sam finished, Sarah took her shirt off, exposed the small mounds on her chest, at 13, she was a very attractive young woman, standing a few inches taller than the younger boy. "I really missed you," she said as she slowly moved towards him. "Ooo Oh, ermm… maybe we shouldn't…" Sam said, suddenly lost for words as Sarah approached him, peeking at the open door behind her to see if anyone else was coming.

"Come on, it they didn't want us to have sex they wouldn't have brought me here," Sarah said, now on top of Sam and cupping his cock and balls through his briefs. "Don't you want me anymore?" she asked.

"No, I do… it's just," Sam stuttered, though true to his words, the horny little boy's cock hardened to the girls touch, and was soon straining for attention behind those briefs.

"Then let's do it," Sarah said with a smile, before giving Sam's stiff little cock a squeeze over the underwear, pulling the boy towards the mattress and take the rest of her clothes off, exposing her pussy with ample trimmed pubic hair, before laying on the bed. Sam pondered for a moment before dropping his underwear, cock fully erect, it was now completely hairless, though the treatments had not affected the size of his cock, allowing it to remain the same size as it was before the targeted regression.

Sam moved towards the mattress and laid on top of his girlfriend, positioning himself between her legs before inserting his cock into the familiar wet hole. An experienced fucker, Sam took to the coupling like a fish to water, happily fucking away, swinging his hips and slamming his cock inti its favourite hole and quietly grunting, it was nice, he was having a good time, and it looked like Sarah was having a good time too, and a few minutes later, he felt a nice tension starting to build up in his cock, but then he heard a noise, looked up, and immediately abandoned Sarah, cock still hard and dripping with Sarah's pussy juice, he ran up to the man that had subjected him to his first rape who had just walked through the door.

"Dennis!" Sam said happily, giving the man a hug.

"Wow, hey Sam, I see you're busy," Dennis said

"Yes, Dennis, this is Sarah," Sam said, suddenly behaving like a boy younger than his years.

"Hi Sarah," Dennis said to the girl, who laid on the mattress with her legs still open, looking as though she had lost a bet.

"Ummm… are you going to fuck me?" Sam asked in a hushed voice.

"Well, it looks like you're already doing the fucking today buddy," Dennis said with a gentle tone, not at all like the day of Sam's first rape.

"Yer, but I want to get fucked too," Sam said, throwing a little tantrum.

"Come on Sammy, you can't just leave her hanging, you need to finish what you started," Dennis said, pointing at Sarah, who was curiously silent.

Sam turned his head down and thought. "… ok, but only if you get Mr Stacey to join in so I can have both of you at the same time!" Sam countered.

Dennis laughed.

"Come on Sam, am I not enough for you now?" Dennis said.

"No, I just thought it'd be more fun, it's ok, don't worry about it," Sam said worriedly, not wanting to upset Dennis.

"It's ok, I think Kevin has a bit of time, I'll check with him," Dennis said, as he raised his left hand, and a wristband projected a screen in front of him, before he started flicking through the information.

"Yay," the happy boy jumped, before returning to Sarah and laid on top of the girl before fucking her with new found energy.

Then the screens stopped suddenly and the audience were left hanging, before they had a chance to start booing, Tommy spoke.

"Long story short, Sam went back to fucking Sarah and had a cute little dry orgasm. I think he enjoyed that, but he REALLY loved it when Kevin turned up with Dennis to give him two cocks to work with," Tommy summarised the rest of that video, conscious that they were behind schedule. "As you can see, our modifications are not intended to alter a pleasure boy's psychology too much, when we tried, we had found that results were often inconsistent, and in rare cases, catastrophic, so Sam still likes girls, he just likes cocks a lot more."

"I hope you enjoyed the rest of the expo and if you see me, don't be shy, come and say hi, thank you again for being customers and supporters of Sin Tech, have a wonderful time! I'm certainly expecting some more great time later," Tommy said as he winked at Ronald, before raising his hands and walking backward away from the audience's standing applause, eventually he turned and started to head off stage.

"O wait!" he said, turning suddenly "I have one more thing to show you, you didn't really think I was going to leave you with that cliff hanger of a video did you?" he continued with that mischievous smile that could melt hearts, and the audience quietens almost immediately. Tommy made way to the curiously unused armchairs to one side of the stage.

"Ladies and gentleman, please welcome, Sam Winterstone!" Tommy announced loudly, one arm raised. On the other side of the stage, Sam emerged from out of the darkness, his hair was nice and tidy, unlike the many time it was shown in his footage, he was dressed in a small pair of briefs that looked like a mini tuxedo, mostly black with the outline of a jacket, white in the centre to imitate a dress shirt, and a little black bow tie just above the small lump that were his cock and balls, other than that, he was dress in black socks and a pair of shiny black dress shoes. He was blushing profusely, which made him look extra cute.

The audience applauded as Sam walked across the stage towards Tommy, eventually, he made his way to the armchair, faced the audience, and gave them a few bows. After a few moments, Tommy sat down, followed by Sam, then the rest of the hall.

"Welcome to the Sin Tech Expo Sam," Tommy said happily.

"Th…thank you for having me here, sir," Sam said, clearly nervous.

"You're welcome, before we begin, let me just say that I want you to be absolutely honest in all of your answers, I will see to it personally that no ill effects shall come from you being honest," The younger looking boy said seriously. "And as we know, I do not lie, even to a slave, nearly killed me a couple of times, but my word, as they say, is golden, and you have it."

"Th… thank you sir," Sam repeated again.

"Ok, so, what do you think of all of this," Tommy asked.

Sam pondered for a moment, unsure, "I'm not sure what you mean, sir," he said.

"What do you think about being sold, what you went through, the school, the rape, the modifications?" Tommy explained.

"Umm not great sir… I guess, but they made bad decisions and didn't have a choice, the rape… well, if I'm honest sir, I err… really didn't like it at the time. The school was nice, Sarah was… er… fun," Sam replied still blushing.

"Right, let's talk about your rape and the modifications a little more, how were you after that?" Tommy asked again.

"The rape sir? I'm sorry, but… er… it was really… horrible, I mean, you had every right to rape me, my parents sold me, but erm… it was really shi… mean sir. I'm sorry sir, you asked me to be honest," Sam said, a mess of nerves. "And the mods, they are ummm… quite unfair, I mean, you changed me, you know, but I guess it's ok, Sin Tech bought me, so it's not like I can complain," he finished.

"I see, and don't worry about being honest, I meant what I said," Tommy said "So, how do you feel now?" Tommy carried on.

"I think I'm doing a lot better sir, I mean, I don't really think about it too much," Sam said, more calmly.

"Ok, and I understand that you and Dennis are now pretty good friends?" he continued.

"O yes sir, we er… have a lot of fun together," Sam said.

"And by fun, you mean sex" Tommy elaborated, Sam blushed again immediately which had just started to subside from the walk.

"Eh ahem yes sir," Sam said, choking on his words.

"And when was the last time he fucked you?" Tommy followed.

Sam went redder still, his face was such a pinkish red that it could probably light the room on it's own.

"Em… just before I came on stage sir," Sam said quickly, hoping maybe some of the audience wouldn't have heard it.

"Just now, in the changing area?" Tommy asked, even he sounded surprised, he had approved for Dennis to be Sam's supervisor, knowing that they would have sex, but even he didn't imagine that they'd be so intimate. Sam nodded. "You horny little slut!" Tommy said as he laughed happily in purest boyish joy.

"Ok, so life isn't so bad?" Tommy asked again.

"No sir," the red faced boy responded.

"Ok, I'm going to give you a choice," Tommy started, about to make the boldest move of his career, if he succeeds, he'd no doubt be even more the star of the show than he already is, and may finally be appointed to the board, but if he fails, well, it'd take more than a few blowjobs if he wants to keep his job.

He pulled something out from the side of his armchair, a plain sheet of glass, and put it on the coffee table between the two boys. "This is your contract to Sin Tech, if you so wish, I will sign your release form, and you will be released to your parents, back to your old life, with all of the modifications reversed, no strings attached," he said, then waited nervously as Sam considered his response.

There was hushed silence, the audience knew just how adamant Tommy had always been about keeping his words, so there was no way the documents were fake, and whilst freeing slaves were quite common, afterall, Tommy was a former slave himself, doing so in such a public forum with the massive potential repercussions was brave, even for Tommy.

"Ermm I don't want to be released sir," Sam said after a long pause, Tommy relaxed microscopically, the audience audibly gasped, it was practically unheard of for a slave not to take the opportunity for release, and having the opportunity after only after a few months of indenture. They wouldn't have believed it if someone had told them. "Unless…" Sam carried on. Tommy tightened.

"Unless I can keep the modifications sir?" Sam finished bravely.

"No Sam, I can't let you do that, those modifications are the property of Sin Tech," Tommy explained, if the audience had been closer, they may have seen the drop of sweat on his forehead.

"Then no, I don't want to be released," Sam said confidently.

"Tell me, why do you want to keep the modifications?" Tommy asked.

"Well, I supposed my old life was ok sir, but, this life, even though I thought it was unfair that you modified me without asking, not that you don't have every right to, is… fun," Sam explain. "Before this things were ok, you know, er… sex with Sarah was pretty good, back then, I thought it was the best thing ever, I mean… I still like Sarah, she's nice, but it's nothing compared to playing with Dennis, that, I don't think I can live without that, I don't think I can go back to life without this," Sam finished, thinking that the fact other men also 'play' with him was just a bonus.

"Wow, this is amazing, I am honestly stunned, but unfortunately, like I said, if you want to keep the modifications, you will need to remain a slave, but it sounds like you've made you mind up and enjoy your new life. Tell you what, I will take you in and you will be my personal pleasure boy," Tommy said, unprompted, he suddenly felt an attachment to the boy, which doesn't happen very often.

"O… ermm," Sam stuttered again, as he looked at Tommy, flashing a quick look the younger boy's crotch. Tommy understood Sam's hesitation immediately and laughed. "Hehe, you're right, I have a small willy that won't do much for you, but I do keep men around to keep me entertained, trust me, you will never want for cocks, I'll even add Dennis to my detail, since he seems to be your favourite," Tommy said, finding it a little odd that Sam would like Dennis so much, his first, and arguably only, rapist, a link to a past before he liked cock, or perhaps it was because Dennis possessed the first cock he liked.

"Ah, ok, then yes, I'm in," The happy boy responded, beaming at his new master, and the audience loudly applauded again, giving the two boys a standing ovation. Tommy picked the pane of glass and tapped and flicked on it a few times, looking for the transfer contract, before handing it to Sam, who placed his hands on it. There'd still be some minor details to sort out, since Tommy had used his authority as SVP to authorise the transfer of company property to private ownership to make it legal and binding, not to mention the board won't be too happy with this part of his little stunt, but he can deal with the repercussions later, and this mishap pales in comparison to the success of this keynote.

"Well, this really is everything we have, thank you, and please, enjoy the expo, Sam and I will be around to say hi," Tommy said as he stood, Sam joining him, and then the boy in the three piece suit reached out to the boy in the undie tuxedo to hold his hand, both boys bow several times to the audience, and light fades.

The End