Jason Curtis always considered himself a good Christian man. He was a staunch Republican who always went to church on Sunday's and followed the bible. He was a stalwart defender of the 'sanctity of marriage', opposing gay marriage and gay rights at every opportunity. He was outraged when gay marriage was approved and supported Kim Davis' actions. He was also very handsome, hitting on women any chance he got and bedding them. That all changed when he ran into.... him. Jason was at a tavern having a few drinks after a hard day at work, watching the football game on the bar television, when someone he didn't recognize walked in. Jason hadn't seen the man in town before, which was unusual in the small town he lived in. The man sat down two seats from him, giving him a friendly nod. Jason returned the nod and went back to watching the game. The 49ers were up against his favorite team, the Giants. They were playing at the 49ers Levi's Stadium and the Giants were ahead by 12. That's when he first heard the man speak.

"Did you hear that Levi's Stadium had to be re-sodded?" the man asked Jason. Jason glanced over and arched an eyebrow at the man, shaking his head. The man grinned and said "yeah, it's really sad when you can't even get your own grass to root for you."

Jason laughed at the joke and the man came over and introduced himself. His name was Mark, he was new in town and was also a Giants fan. Both men spent the evening chatting about football, sports, normal guy stuff. Mark seemed like a cool guy and Jason thought maybe he'd made a new friend. It wasn't until later that he found out how badly he'd fucked up. At the end of the night, Jason was walking to his car when he heard Mark call out to him.

"Hey, Jason, before you go I uh... was wondering if maybe you... wanted to get together sometime," he said, clearly nervous. Before Jason could reply, Mark added "maybe like, a date or something..."

That made Jason fly off the handle. "What the fuck!?" he shouted, shoving Mark and causing him to stumble onto the ground. "Get the fuck out of my face, you fucking faggot!" Jason screamed, landing a swift kick to Mark's stomach, leaving him gasping for breath. Jason thought he'd taught him a lesson and headed home, leaving him there.

The next night, Jason was chilling out at home watching television when, out of nowhere, he started to become extremely horny. "Damn, it has been a while," he thought to himself, deciding to 'take care of it'. He unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock (merely 3 inches in length, perhaps why he was such hateful asshole) and began stroking it. At first, he began to think of taking one of his hot co-workers bent over her desk and pounding her from behind, but when a commercial on TV began to show scantily clad men, a wave of pleasure shot through his cock. "What the fuck, ugh," he thought to himself, disgusted. He switched the TV off and resumed stroking his cock, but he couldn't get the image of those men out of his mind.

He kept trying to think about women, hot women with huge tits, but images of naked men with giant cocks wouldn't leave his head. Giant cocks being stuffed into his asshole, filling him with load after load of sticky, hot cum. Jason couldn't stop himself! He was stroking his cock like mad, desperate to shoot his load, but he couldn't cum! It never took him more than 30 seconds to shoot a load (to the disappointment of his female companions) but he was almost at the 2 minute mark.

10 minutes later, Jason was still stroking his cock like a man possessed. Drool was beginning to trickle down his mouth as his mind was shot from the overwhelming pleasure. He moaned like a slut in heat, his thoughts filled with images of cum, sucking cock, being fucked by cock, licking balls, getting filled with cum... when suddenly, his cell phone began to ring, snapping him back to reality. "Oh fuck.. what the fuck.." he cried out, managing to stop stroking himself to answer the phone. "H-Hello?" he croaked out, his cock still hard and needing attention. The voice that responded brought a chill down his spine.

"Hi Jason, it's Mark. Remember me?" Mark asked rhetorically, Jason's anger boiling to the surface.

"How the fuck did you get this number, you faggot!?" he screamed at Mark, only eliciting a laugh from him.

"Faggot? I'm not the one stroking my dick, thinking about cock, trying desperately to cum," he said, causing Jason's cock to twitch with need at Mark's words.

'Wait' thought Jason, 'how did he know that? Is he watching me? Even if he is, how did he know what I was thinking?'

"I imagine you have some questions, Jason. Let's just say this is payback for what you did to me last night". That's right, he had assaulted Mark after Mark hit on him. "I thought about going to the police, but I think this will be a much better form of revenge". he said. "You've probably noticed you can't cum, huh? Well, that's because of the conditioning".

"Conditioning!? What the fuck did you do to me?" Jason shouted angrily, his cock throbbing with need.

"Well Jason, here's how it is. You're gay now. So gay, in fact, that you can't live without cock. The slightest hint of flesh from a man will make you horny. Second, you can't cum unless certain conditions are met. Specifically, you can't cum unless another guy shoots his load inside your tight, little asshole". As Mark was explaining all this, Jason's free hand had reached down to his cock and began stroking it again, the thought of getting a load of cum inside his butt driving you into a frenzy. "You won't even need to jerk your cock, just the fact a cock is in your ass shooting its load will make your cock shoot cum. Another condition, you won't be able to hurt another person ever again. Not like you did to me. A gay guy hits on you and you want to beat his ass? You'll find something holding you back. In fact, the only thing you'll want is for him to fuck your ass like the whore you are and spray your hole with cum."

Jason moaned at that thought, his cock throbbing so hard and his hand jerking it faster than he ever thought he could.

"As I said, getting a load fired in your ass is the only way you'll be able to cum ever again. But that's not the end of it. When you do finally cum, you'll have the uncontrollable urge to eat it. That's right, you'll need to eat your own cum like a little cum slut. Doesn't matter if you fire it into a cup and drink it, or shoot it all over the floor and lick it up, you'll need to eat it. Don't worry, I'm not completely cruel. Another condition is you now enjoy the taste of cum, but your cock will always shoot a giant load from now on, no matter how many times you cum. The only thing you love more than cum in your mouth is cum in your ass. You'll need it several times a day. How many times? Well, I'll leave that as a surprise. Every week that number will increase. Once you reach a certain amount for the day, the need will subside until the next day. Not that you won't enjoy any extra attention you may receive. Before long, your ass will be dripping cum 24/7".

In his horny state, furiously stroking his cock, Jason was somehow able comprehend Mark's explanation. It was only making Jason hotter than he'd ever thought possible, even with his anger rising.

"Well, enjoy your new life, Jason. Toodles!"

With that, Mark hung up. Jason looked at his phone, checking the call history to get Mark's number and try to call him back, but his phone hadn't even registered that it had received a call. He dropped it to the ground, jerking his cock again and again. Though his horny induced haze, he remembered that he couldn't cum unless someone came in his ass. Jason tore his hand away from his tiny cock, whimpering in desperation.

"Oh god...," he cried out loud, "what am I going to do?"