Straight Man - Capital Asset

“Hello Tony, my name is Colin, this is David, and Sebastian. Forgive us for interrupting your schedule, we understand you’re about to start your shift.”

“Yeah. You’ve got that right; I need to keep moving. What are you guys looking for? I don’t handle the paper work, so if one of your containers has gone missing, you need to speak to Gerry. I just lift and shift.”

“No, no we’re not here to collect cargo, well, not the cargo you move, I can see I’m confusing you.”

“You’re not confusing me, but you’re slowing me down. I really have to go; my shift starts in ten minutes.”

“You see Tony, it’s like this, we’re businessmen, we make acquisitions. We’ve come here specially to meet and see you, or should I say, see part of you.”

“Acqua whats! What the hell is this shit? I’ll find Gerry. He’s the boss, you need to speak with him, not me. I just drive a lift truck.”

“Thanks for the offer Tony, but we spoke to Gerry, just now. To tell you the truth, he’s become a bit worried. He’s a smart man, he decided to keep out of the way. Last we saw, he was on his way to the canteen, taking an extra-long coffee break.”

“We told him that we were here on behalf of your family, we wanted to speak with you, privately.”

“What the hell are you talking about, what family? What do you mean Gerry’s worried?”

“Oh, we know you’ve not spoken to your father for years, neither of you have any idea of where the other might be, or give a shit for that matter.”

“As for Gerry’s issue. He said he didn’t want any trouble. He asked us to keep him out of it.”

“We explained that you may not be working here after tonight. He said, he understood. Apparently, management doesn’t want anyone with gambling debts.”

“I’ve held this shift for months, what the fuck do you mean I won’t be working here? What fucken gambling debt?”

“One of you fuckers had better start making sense. I can call the union in here, I’m a paid-up member!”

“Tony, we know you’re a member, but this won’t involve the union. We know a lot about you. You’ve got no debts, no criminal record, no close family.”

“We think you’re a regular clean skin Joe, pulling shifts in a container port. Almost invisible! That’s exactly what we like.”

“How do you know about me?”

“Well, let’s just say, we have talent scouts out on the prowl. They casually cruise the local bars and clubs. We discourage patterns, we like to keep it random.”

“They blend right in, just like regular Jills. They’re hardly memorable, but they find men. Strong, healthy men, toned from hard work, not some pansy gym.”

“Do you ever go to the bars Tony?”

“Don’t answer that, we know you do from time to time.”

“Our lady scouts are fine! They pick guys like you and they fuck like there’s no tomorrow. Everyone has the time of their lives.”

“Tony, tell us the truth. Had any sex like that lately?”

“Come on Tony, spit it out. How do you do at the bars?”

“I get my share, who says no to hot pussy?”

“Now, I’m leaving, you want to stay here and talk shit all night, that’s up to you.”

“Our scouts tell us other stuff. Like when they come across one that’s hung like a mule.”

“So Tony, it’s crunch time, are you hung like a mule?”

“That’d be right, fucken fagots! Get the fuck out of my way!”

“Woooo, what’s with the weapon?”

“Tony, we’re very serious business people. I hope the Glock communicates this clearly.”

“OK, OK, what do you want.”

“We are straight forward when we are recruiting. Now, answer the fucken question before I lose my temper. Are you hung like a mule?”

“Wha?…..Ye, yes, yes I am. What’s that got to do with anything?”

“Show Me. Now!”

“Wha….. Ok! Ok! Weapon down! You want to see my cock, here, look all you want. You guys are fucken crazy!”

“Holster your toy Sebastian. Tony here has become very cooperative.”

“Turn this way to the light, hold your shirt up, that’s it.”

“She was right, it’s fucken huge, big balls too.”

“Gentlemen, I think we’re on to something here.”

“Ok Tony, you can dress.

“Now I’m going to ask some questions. You won’t get the point, it won’t matter. You understanding is not important, ok?  Don’t think, just answer”

“Are you healthy?”

“Yes.”

“How old are you?”

“25.”

“185, 190, Five ten?”

“180, five eleven.”

“Good, good. Are you involved in any illegal activity? Or wanted in any state?”

“No, what th?”

“When you fuck these women, do you fuck all night?  Are you still pounding at 2am and not looking to slow down?”

“Wha…?”

“Don’t fucken think! Just Answer!”

“Yes! Yes, I fuck all night, but not a lot of women can take me for that long. I wa.”

“Shhhhh!”

“Now, do you owe any money on your $600 Ford?”

“No, I own it, I own all my shit.”

“And you don’t know anyone in this town? You just blew in four months ago and picked up a job on the ports?”

“What’s all this shit about? I don’t know nothing, I don’t know anybody, can I go now?”

“Sebastian, wave your gun around again will you.”

“Good. That’s better. A bit of quiet. David, bring me the equipment.”

“Tony, just one more question.”

“Have you ever thought about having sex with a man before?”

“What! No way you sick fucks! Fucken fags! I fucken knew it!”

“Hold him, hold him, David, the syringe,”

* * * *

“He’s coming around.”

“Thanks nurse, we’ll take it from here.”

“Tony, Tony, are you with us?”

“Maybe we should give him a little more time to regain full consciousness? We gave him a full syringe.”

“No Frank, he’s coming to. That’s it, Tony. Ok, ok, don’t struggle.

“Whe..where am I?”

“Take a few deep breaths, that’s good.”

“Where am I? Where the fuck are my clothes you bastards?”

“Get this fucken chain off me! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

ZZZZZ ZZZZZZZZZ ahhhhhhh!

ZZZZZ ZZZZZZZZ ahhhhhhhh!

“Ok, catch your breath, breathe”

“Sorry about that, we understand it’s excruciating. Keep breathing”

“That voltage is coming down your ankle chain. Do you follow?”

“Ok, Ok, don’t do it again, don’t!, do’t…..”

“Calm down, we won’t do it again, unless we have to,”

“We’re sorry it hurts so bad, but we really need your attention.”

“Ok. Ok, what’s going on?”

“That’s a good question Tony.”

“You see, you’re our new addition. Our new working asset.”

“What?”

“Last night at the port. I told you we run a business. It’s not huge, but it’s very profitable.”

“You Tony, are our newest labour unit.”

“But,”

“You need to be quiet Tony. I don’t want to have Frank here shock you again.”

“Ok, don’t.”

"Very good, great obedience, you need to keep that up. Units don’t talk unless asked to.”

“Now, where was I? Oh yes, this place has twelve rooms like this one,”

“Each has a strong, good looking guy in it, much like you. Regular 'Joes' with good genes and hard worked bodies.”

“We look for blue collar dumb fucks. Like yourself.”

“Physically, all our Units have big cocks. Stamina wise, we’ve verified you guys fuck long and hard. We like stayers!”

“I can see that crease of confusion. Let me run through this from the top.”

“Our clients visit here exclusively to be fucked long and hard. And you, the workers do that job, got it?”

“You fuck who we say, and you fuck for as long as they want. None of our customers leave disappointed!”

“Do you understand? This cock here, belongs to us now.”

“You blow where we tell you, in their mouths, their holes, or on any part they ask for. If they want five loads, it’s your job to produce.”

“Otherwise, we get stressed. Frank, if you could.”

ZZZZZ ZZZZZZZ ahhhhhhhh!

“Then, you get stressed…..”

“Son of a Bitch! That goddam fucken hurts!”

“Tony, we know. We built the system.”

“Two other things you need to be aware of.”

“Nothing enters your body. No cocks, fingers, dildos or tongues, nothing! You’re a dick on legs! That’s it.”

“We protect our assets, zero contamination!”

“The other thing. All our clients are men, and we never say no.”

“Wha…wha….what do you mean? I have to fuck guys?”

“Of course, Tony. What did you think, you’re naked in a twelve by twelve box with a bed, gym, shower. And, a four-meter chain on your ankle. It’s the very definition of homo erotica!”

“Gees, Frank, it’s clear you don’t need brains to unload a fucken ship, do you?”

“But I’ve never been with a man!”

“I won’t get hard.”

“All our Units say that when they start. But you will, your water is charged with ginseng, afro herbs and more than a few other slightly more artificial ingredients, your food is as well. You’ll be amazed how brain twistingly horny you are, permanently.”

“But you’re right. If worse comes to worse, we’ll pump you full of Viagra. We’re quite experienced in keeping our Units profitable for as long as we can.”

“All that being said, we know that eventually, Units age.”

“In years to come as your production slows, we’ll install a mechanical implant for part length of your shaft.”

“But we’ll get a good four to five years out of you before that.”

“Unit Seven, a few doors down has had his implant for two years now. Still, he’s getting to the end of his profitable sex life. We can only do so much, before the cock of a fuck work-horse simply wears out.”

“When we reach that point, we just chop out the segment of the cock which holds the mechanics. We can’t have that technology released into the market.”

“You look worried Tony, there’s no need. We use skilled plastic surgeons, well, they’re vets really. Almost as good, but much cheaper.”

“We’ll re-attach your cock head back to your stub, and just like that, you’ll look like you were born with a two-inch nub, all along. It looks so natural; you can barely see the scars.”

“Tony, don’t look so horrified. It’s actually quite hilarious, so much fun to release you muscle bound fuck-wits back into the wild with tiny, erection-less cocks.”

“Even you can see how funny you’re going to look with a micro dick resting on balls as big as yours. I’m sure you’ll laugh as much as we do.”

“Actually, before you eventually leave, we leverage your ‘tiny dick, big balls’ arrangement, but only for a year of two. We transfer “little dicks’, as we call them to ball torture rooms.”

“The customers love these sessions, the Units, not so much.”

“We’re yet to understand why the Units don’t see the customer service benefits.”

“It’s not like you guys get your balls kicked, punched and generally smacked around all day every day. The sessions are limited to an hour max and just four a day.”

“Still, we need to accept sometimes you can’t please ungrateful dumb-fucks.”      

“Just to put your mind at ease though, Tony. When you do leave, we’re not bastards, you don’t go away empty handed. When Unit Seven goes back to the docks or warehouses in two years. He gets all his stuff back. We’ve got his, $800 car on blocks, and he’s nearly up to $900 in his bank account. Hasn’t been spending any of his interest, in fact, he hasn’t touched his account in almost eight years.”

“When he’s done here. It’s all his, cash in his wallet. Less the cost of a tank of gas of course!”

“Goodness! I’ve been going on a bit here. You can tell we get excited when we activate a new Unit.”

“Not much for you to do at the moment, just kick back and rest up. Everyone gets a week or so to work out you’re not leaving. You know, test the chain, try to get that ring off your balls, yell to the other rooms. That sort of stuff. It’s all good, take your time.”

“This afternoon we’ll get you properly named. Actually Frank, see if that’s FOOD I can hear in the passage.”

“It is! Come in FOOD, thanks Frank.”

“FOOD, this is Unit Nine. Nine this is FOOD.”

“Umm, Food?”

“Sorry Tony, FOOD can’t speak. FOOD, stand here, feet apart, that’s right. When this young man was generously recruited as a labour unit, he was especially troublesome. Badly behaved, refused to work, etc. Anyway, we had to make some difficult changes.”

“You can see here; we’ve welded his balls into a new steel sack. We also sliced his vocal cords. He’s been much better behaved since, quieter too.”

“What’s that on his chest?”

“Careful Tony, remember Units don’t speak unless asked. But, I’ll answer your question.”

“FOOD, spread your chest. Good, good.”

“This is his name. FOOD. It’s also what he does around here. He’ll be bringing you your meals. Follow? Good.”

“Thanks FOOD, you can go.”

“Look at that, you’re already meeting the locals and it’s only nine in the morning. FOOD’s a great living example of what we use Units for when they don’t fuck and fuck hard.”

“Sorry, your question? Yes, yes, his chest.”

“Of course, with only four letters, his naming tattoo is the full six inches tall.”   

“Your UNIT NINE will only be four inches high. Sorry Tony, after that, that’s all you’ll be known by. You’ll enjoy the efficiency, I’m sure.”

“Well enough of me yapping. As I said. Rest up and take a few days.”

“Then we’ll introduce you to your first client. We’ve made a packet selling your first appointment.”

“By the way, use the gym here. You need to start building up those lower back muscles. We’re six weeks out from one of our pit party’s. They’re big events and you’ll be restored on double shifts in one of the dark rooms. You’ll fuck close to forty guys that night. You’d better get your pumping muscles up to speed. Otherwise, Frank,”

ZZZZ ahhhh…..

OK OK!

“One last thing, that’s a camera, and so is that. It means, self-pleasure is off limits. The cum is for the customers. No wanking, ever!

 ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZahhhhhhahhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh!

“You get the idea,”

“Welcome aboard Tony, welcome aboard Unit 9.”